Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 485: Xiao Yi, What Do You Think?

"Wait a moment!"

Xiao Zhengde's voice rang out inappropriately once again.

Everyone's gaze turned towards him at once, just to see Xiao Zhengde's face brimming with a brilliant smile, his scornful gaze sweeping over Xiao Yi.

In those eyes, there was a cold and contemptuous gleam.

This hardly resembled the look of a father seeing his own son.

It was more like the gaze reserved for a life-and-death enemy.

Xiao Yi frowned slightly and, simply crossing his arms, watched to see what sort of trick Xiao Zhengde was about to pull.

Yang Kun's pupils shrank slightly and his eyes sparkled as he murmured, "Could it be that Xiao Zhengde is planning to personally clean his own house? If he takes action, Xiao Yi surely wouldn't dare to counter, right? After all, that's his father!"

In any world,

filial piety was an unavoidable matter.

Even within the unfeeling royal families, those malicious princes would commit patricide in the struggle for the throne and find themselves exhaustingly beautifying their deeds afterwards.

A person's reputation is like a tree's shadow.

The higher one climbs, the more exalted their status, the more they will cherish their own "feathers."

In Yang Kun's eyes, with Xiao Yi's current position and strength, he absolutely couldn't afford to wear the hat of unfilial conduct, which would greatly impact his reputation.

Emperor Qian also frowned slightly, puzzled by Xiao Zhengde's timing, "Minister Xiao, what are you doing?"

Ever since the rise of Xiao Tianjiao, the entire Xiao Family had ascended to the heavens along with him, reaping enormous benefits.

Xiao Zhengde alone was bestowed the title of a first-class duke.

Xiao Zhengde bowed towards Emperor Qian, yet did not perform the full monarch-to-subject ritual, causing Emperor Qian and Yang Yuhuan and others to narrow their eyes with a somewhat gloomy expression.

Even if Xiao Tianjiao was formidable, he was still a subject of the Great Qian Dynasty.

As a first-class duke, Xiao Zhengde naturally needed to perform the full monarch-to-subject ritual!

Otherwise, it would be a grave disrespect!

Emperor Qian's eyes narrowed, though the smile on his face did not change, the slit of his eyes betrayed a flash of cold light.

Xiao Zhengde dropped the bowing posture and stood silently before Emperor Qian, loudly proclaiming, "Your Majesty, there is something Xiao has to announce!"

"Oh? What matter could be so important that it prompts Minister Xiao to interrupt the Warrior Sacrifice?" Emperor Qian leaned slightly forward and asked.

Xiao Zhengde's mouth curved upward in pride, as if afraid others wouldn't know, and he belted out, "On this auspicious day of our Ancestor Worship Ceremony, Xiao has an important announcement to make… My son, Xiao Tianjiao…"

He was proudly ready to deliver the news about Xiao Tianjiao.

The audience also pricked up their ears, listening intently.

This, after all, related to Xiao Tianjiao, the Great Qian Dynasty's number one talent; even Emperor Qian and others were very eager to know.

"What exactly happened to Xiao Tianjiao?"

"Xiao Zhengde insisted on announcing this just when His Majesty was about to declare Xiao Yi the victor of the Warrior Sacrifice. It must be a very important piece of news!"

"Could it be that Xiao Tianjiao has stepped into the Nirvana Realm? If that's truly the case, it indeed has the potential to severely dent Xiao Yi's pride!"

As everyone looked on with immense anticipation and curiosity, Xiao Zhengde's face glowed with even brighter pride.

He deliberately cleared his throat.

Just as everyone was about to lose patience, he slowly began to declare, "My son Tianjiao, he has already..."

Before he could finish,

A series of rapid whooshing sounds suddenly came from the sky, startlingly from an Iron-winged Black Eagle, a Tier 6 junior Iron-winged Black Eagle capable of traveling tens of thousands of miles a day.

With a wingspan of twenty zhang, when the Iron-winged Black Eagle flapped its wings and flew, the violent sound of cutting through the air was deafening.

Drowning out Xiao Zhengde's voice completely.

Yang Kun suddenly raised his head to look at the Iron-winged Black Eagle, "How audacious, Imperial Dragon Mountain is restricted airspace during the Ancestor Worship Ceremony, how did an Iron-winged Black Eagle appear here?"

"Imperial Guards, shoot it down!"

"This is a blasphemy against the ancestors of the Great Qian Dynasty..."

Xiao Zhengde also had a ferocious expression. He had waited an entire day, and just as he was about to reach the climax, where he could show off magnificently, the shattering sound of the Iron-winged Black Eagle in flight interrupted him. How could he not be furious?

Xiao Zhengde bellowed, "Kill it, kill this beast..."

Buzz buzz buzz!

Thousands of Imperial Guards notched their arrows, ready to shoot, but they were stopped by Xiao Yi, "Hold your fire..."

"Huh?"

Everyone turned their attention to Xiao Yi.

Xiao Zhengde, irate and close to hysteria, yelled, "Xiao Yi, what on earth are you trying to do? I know you're jealous of Tian'er, but must you interrupt me at this moment?"

"Shut up!"

Xiao Yi shouted coldly, startling Xiao Zhengde so much that his face paled, and he nearly fell on his backside. Xiao Yi then said in a grave tone, "There's someone on the Iron-winged Black Eagle!"

"Someone?"

"Really? There's someone... That, that looks like a soldier from the Great Qian Dynasty! How did he get injured and why is he still bleeding?"

Whoosh!

Xiao Yi soared into the sky.

The Iron-winged Black Eagle, seeing Xiao Yi approaching, had eyes full of weakness mixed with a trace of excitement and ecstasy. It spoke in a human tongue, "Sir, please, quickly save the young general..."

Xiao Yi landed on the back of the Iron-winged Black Eagle, patted its head to make it descend to the ground, while checking the blood-stained young man for injuries.

The man was severely injured, his body covered in blood, his internal organs almost shattered to pieces.

He was hanging by a thread.

Xiao Yi took out some medicinal pills and fed them to the young man, then circulated his own energy through the man's body to temporarily preserve his life. He asked in a serious tone, "What happened? You referred to him as the young general. Which territory's general is he?"

The Iron-winged Black Eagle had already landed on the ground with a thud, lying there, struggling several times to stand up, but ultimately failing each time.

As it opened its mouth, fresh blood gushed out, showing its utter exhaustion.

Xiao Zhengde cleared his throat and said, "Since it has fainted, listen to my news first! Tian'er has already..."

Cough cough cough!

The Iron-winged Black Eagle gasped a few times and came to, weakly but urgently. Seeing Emperor Qian and the others in front of it, it managed to say, "The, the border is in critical condition, Northern Bing City has fallen, the Sword Dynasty's army is advancing rapidly... I, I am the steed of General Yan Wei of Northern Bing City, under the orders of General Yan, bringing the young general back for reinforcements..."

Sss...

Upon hearing this, countless powerhouses on Imperial Dragon Mountain were rendered speechless.

After a few moments of silence.

Boom!

The silence was shattered as the powerful experts exchanged startled looks, aghast.

"Northern Bing City has been breached? How is that possible?"

"It's absolutely impossible. General Yan Wei is a renowned marshal of the Great Qian Dynasty. With him guarding Northern Bing City, how could it fall?"

"But... this young man is indeed General Yan Wei's grandson, Yan Yinghao, a junior general of the Yan Family..."

"Damn it, if Northern Bing City has fallen, the northern part of the kingdom is completely exposed to the Sword Dynasty's army. The Great Qian Dynasty is in grave danger..."

"Your Majesty, what should we do now?"

Everyone turned their eyes to Emperor Qian.

Emperor Qian stood with his hands behind his back, his face as still as water, betraying no thoughts.

"His Majesty will surely ask for the War God's opinion."

"Of course. The War God is the guardian deity of the Great Qian Dynasty, seasoned and undefeated in countless battles. Who else would he ask if not him?"

Yang Yuhuan also slightly straightened his chest, awaiting Emperor Qian's words.

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However...

Emperor Qian's gaze swept over everyone and eventually settled on Xiao Yi, adding a note of solemnity to his words, "Xiao Yi, what do you think?"