A Family of Hopeless Romantics, Except for the Evil Little Junior Brother-Chapter 203: Enter My Ten Thousand Souls Banner
After the Emperor of Great Sui and Elder Sun finished their discussion, a secret letter was quickly sent to Mount Shushan.
Mount Shushan's secret letter system had a long history.
But past Sect Leaders had never taken it seriously.
It wasn’t until the previous Sect Leader took over that the system finally gained importance.
And it was further improved.
Secret letters were first received by Mount Shushan’s intelligence department.
Because the letter bore the Great Sui Emperor’s seal, it was inspected by a specialist.
Once confirmed that it wasn’t poisoned or tampered with,
It was delivered to the Sect Leader’s cave dwelling.
Li Xuanxiao then opened the letter.
Hmm~
I knew things wouldn’t go so smoothly.
No one’s an idiot—while the gains for Great Sui are big, the risks are too.
Looks like I’ll need to give them a reassurance.
“........”
Not long after.
The Emperor of Great Sui and Elder Sun received a reply from Mount Shushan.
Standing atop the pavilion.
The Emperor of Great Sui leaned on the railing, gazing outward.
Elder Sun said in a low voice, “A reply from Mount Shushan?”
The Emperor handed the letter to Elder Sun.
Elder Sun opened it—only six large characters were written.
“Mount Shushan knows nothing of this!!”
Elder Sun furrowed his brow.
“So it really is Shushan’s stance!?”
The Emperor of Great Sui nodded.
Elder Sun: “Mount Shushan wants to destroy Daxia?”
The Emperor's expression was solemn: “Not sure if this is a blessing or a curse for us.”
“Mount Shushan wouldn’t target Daxia’s emperor for no reason. Perhaps the other side secretly did something, forcing Mount Shushan to act this way.”
The Emperor nodded, “Looks like this has Shushan’s tacit approval.”
“I’ve always suspected this Jia Sidào’s identity,” Elder Sun said, “There’s no such person in Central State, and even after asking friends outside, there’s not a single trace of him. Now it seems....”
The Emperor of Great Sui: “You’re saying... this person is actually from Mount Shushan.”
Elder Sun stroked his beard: “The number of Tribulation Stage powerhouses in Mount Shushan is still unclear. Having one or two unknown to outsiders is completely normal.”
“Looks like Great Sui has no choice but to get involved.”
Both the Emperor and Elder Sun now felt confident.
Mount Shushan was pulling the strings—this was as close to a sure thing as it got.
Daxia’s downfall would mean Great Sui’s inevitable rise.
“I’m nearing the end of my life. I fear I won’t live to see Great Sui rise, so I’ll have to trouble you, Elder Sun.”
“Your Majesty can rest assured. I will serve Great Sui with every drop of my blood. But regarding who will inherit the throne, have you decided?”
The Emperor of Great Sui pondered for a moment: “I had originally chosen Yunzhou. Now that Mount Shushan also favors Yunzhou, that makes it even better.”
“.........”
Mount Shushan, Silver Sword Peak.
Beneath the straw hut.
Li Xuanxiao continued to calculate outcomes and possibilities.
The cards in his hand now—Liu Qiushui, Di Nü Feng, Elder Sun—three Tribulation Stage powerhouses.
If the battle were to take place on Shencao Mountain, then the Sword Spirit could also join.
That would make four at the Tribulation Stage.
He also had to consider that he had previously ordered the Sword Spirit to strike Liu Qiushui. The two must not meet.
Otherwise, with Liu Qiushui’s intelligence, she’d definitely figure it out. She’s not as easy to fool as Di Nü Feng.
So he had to lure the old emperor to Shencao Mountain.
And he must come alone. Otherwise, who knows what trump card this transmigrator might pull out of nowhere.
Throughout time, the transmigrator identity has always been too OP.
Honestly, even a four-on-one made Li Xuanxiao feel uneasy.
The dragon vein of Daxia had to be destroyed.
.........
Xuanjian Sect.
Although Xuanjian Sect stood shoulder to shoulder with Mount Shushan as one of the Five Great Immortal Sects,
They only had two Tribulation Stage cultivators.
That already made them one of the top powers in Central State.
One was Xuanjian Sect’s Grand Elder, and the other was the long-secluded former Sect Leader.
The current Sect Leader was at Peak Body Fusion Stage, likely to reach the Tribulation Stage within the next century.
This Grand Elder had left Xuanjian Sect for over a hundred years.
He had traveled the world for a century, his whereabouts unknown.
Only now was he preparing to return.
With a step through the void, his figure blinked across a thousand miles.
But just then, a figure blocked his path in the distance.
The Grand Elder clasped his hands behind his back.
The person was clad in black robes, their face obscured. When he sent out his Divine Sense,
He couldn’t sense anything at all.
The Grand Elder frowned slightly: “And who might you be, Fellow Daoist?”
The black-robed figure sneered coldly, “Die!”
The Grand Elder’s face was full of shock.
At his cultivation level, it had been countless years since anyone dared to make a move on him.
“Boom!!”
“Die.”
The Grand Elder didn’t dare underestimate his opponent.
His face showed alarm—he never expected this person's strength to be so overwhelming.
Just as the two exchanged blows,
Suddenly, two more figures descended from the sky.
Two more Tribulation Stage powerhouses.
In theory, fights between Tribulation Stage cultivators lasted for dozens of days, even months.
Sometimes even years!!!
But the Grand Elder hadn’t lasted a full day—his internal energy was already in turmoil.
Signs of defeat were emerging.
He looked at the black-robed man in shock.
Impossible, how could this person be so powerful?
The Grand Elder tried to escape, but it was already too late.
The black-robed elder waved his hand. “Fellow Daoist, enter my Ten Thousand Souls Banner.”
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