Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 555 - 554: Exorbitant Compensation, Supreme Sword King!
"The Sword Dynasty has admitted defeat!"
The Sword Martial Emperor lowered his proud head.
Under his sleeves, his hands were clenched into fists, gripping so tightly that his nails had already dug into his palms, blood flowing down from between his fingers, yet he seemed oblivious to the pain.
His shoulders shook uncontrollably, clearly indicating how distraught the Sword Martial Emperor felt at the moment.
The mighty Sword Dynasty.
In terms of national power, even stronger than the Great Qian Dynasty.
Among the many vassal states of the Nantian Dynasty, it was also a powerful kingdom that ranked high.
With a legacy of thousands of years!
But now...
They had bowed their heads to Xiao Yi, a youth not yet twenty years old!
One sword technique to almost attain immortality!
One man overpowering an entire nation!
Unless they could summon back those elder powerhouses of the Sword Dynasty who had been conscripted by the Nantian Dynasty, there was simply no way to contend with him. The Sword Martial Emperor's strength was not much stronger than that of the Heavenly Saint Empress.
Facing such a Tianjiao, the Sword Martial Emperor felt utterly hopeless in his heart.
Xiao Yi was taken aback.
He hadn't expected the Sword Martial Emperor to submit so readily.
Looking at the desolate imperial capital, the conflict had now quieted, and from among the ruins more and more civilians emerged.
Looking up at the two figures floating in the sky.
Especially when looking at Xiao Yi, those eyes filled with shock and awe.
As if they were looking at a deity.
Among the crowd.
There were children, elders, and women and children...
Those pleading gazes made Xiao Yi frown slightly.
The Sword Martial Emperor sighed and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Yi, the Sword Dynasty is willing to offer compensation, only hoping you will stop out of consideration for these innocent people!"
Xiao Yi let out a long breath and said, "All the territories to the south of Beifeng City will be delineated to me... Didn't the Sword Emperor spend a trillion silver to put a bounty on me? Then compensate me with ten trillion silver!"
Hiss!
The Sword Martial Emperor drew in a breath of cold air.
He had not imagined the compensation Xiao Yi demanded would be so astonishing!
Ten trillion silver.
Even for the powerful Sword Dynasty, it was almost enough to empty their coffers!
As for the territory south of Beifeng City, that was almost one-fifth of the Sword Dynasty's territory to be ceded.
A loss of sovereignty and national humiliation!
But...
The Sword Martial Emperor was very clear that he could not refuse, nor was he in a position to refuse.
Otherwise.
The whole Sword Dynasty might be at stake!
Upon this thought.
The Sword Martial Emperor took a deep breath, clenched his jaw, and said in a deep voice, "Fine, I agree to your terms!" He paused for a moment, then added in a serious tone, "But I hope you will grant me one request..."
"Hmm?"
Xiao Yi was startled, his brow furrowed as he looked at the Sword Martial Emperor.
The Sword Martial Emperor took a deep breath to compose himself and said firmly, "The territory south of Beifeng City can be delineated to you, and the Sword Dynasty will not interfere with the governance of that area. However, I hope you will agree to let me publicly declare you the Supreme Sword King of the Sword Dynasty, and that area will be your fief."
With those words.
The Sword Martial Emperor watched Xiao Yi nervously, his expression filled with anxiety.
This was the Sword Dynasty's way of preserving its last shred of dignity.
Direct land compensation versus granting a fief to Xiao Yi.
Although in essence they were the same, in name they were different.
Appointing Xiao Yi as the Supreme Sword King and granting him a fief was somewhat justifiable, but if the land were directly ceded as compensation, it would be a disgraceful loss of power and honor. Should the imperial family wish to continue ruling the Sword Dynasty, even the citizens and ministers might start to harbor other intentions.
Upon this reflection.
Xiao Yi nodded and said, "Agreed!"
It was merely the acquisition of a title.
As long as that territory landed in his own hands, it didn't hold too much impact on him.
As for the question of the ownership of these fiefs?
Naturally, they belonged to him.
As for surrendering them to the Great Qian Dynasty?
That was absolutely impossible!
The territories fought for by myself, why should I hand them over to you?
What's more...
Xiao Yi narrowed his eyes, looking towards the south, "Yang Kun, wash your neck clean, and wait for my return!"
......
To the south, the capital of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Yang Kun sat on the dragon throne, looking down condescendingly at the mass of kneeling officials before him, his face showing a cold indifference as he faintly said, "I hear that you all have quite the opinion concerning my ascension to this throne in secret?"
"You, a patricidal usurper, what right do you have to sit upon the throne?"
"If Yang Kun becomes the emperor, I shall not rest even in death!"
These were the loyalists to Emperor Qian, as well as some supporters of Yang Ling.
After the sudden disappearance of Emperor Qian and the capture and imprisonment of Yang Ling.
They began seeking Emperor Qian's whereabouts, trying to rescue Yang Ling, but all their efforts were noticed by Yang Kun, who captured them all in one fell swoop.
They were brought to the Golden Throne Hall.
"Unwilling to rest even in death? Rest assured, I won't let you die so easily. In two more days, the date of my enthronement ceremony will arrive. At that time, I will make you witness me ascending the throne with your own eyes, and then use your blood to consecrate the banners! But before that..."
Yang Kun sneered, his fingers lightly tapping on the tabletop, "Before that, please enjoy a little spectacle first!"
Slap, slap!
Amid a series of crisp slaps.
Xue Feng marched in thousands of people outside the Golden Throne Hall.
Suddenly.
An uproar erupted within the Golden Throne Hall, "Isn't that official Wang's family?"
"That's official Lin's mother, isn't she paralyzed? How did she get captured and brought here?"
"That's official Xu's son..."
Exclamations echoed among the courtiers.
The multitude of kneeling officials dramatically changed expressions, looking towards the exterior of the Golden Throne Hall, only to see their families bound and lying on the ground.
Their fathers, wives, children, kin...
Everyone was here!
"Father, save me..."
"Master, I don't want to die..."
"Son, as an official, you are without reproach in the eyes of heaven and earth, Mother is not afraid to die, just make sure you do not tarnish your conscience..."
"Never bow to such a patricidal fiend..."
The kinspeople of these officials were all screaming loudly.
The detained loyal officials looked desperate; a few were streaked with tears, "Mother, I've wronged you..."
"My wife, in the afterlife, I will make my apologies to you!"
"My daughter, your father has doomed you..."
Clatter, clatter, clatter!
Yang Kun walked down from the throne, hands clasped behind his back, observing the agony and despair of the courtiers, his face revealing a smug satisfaction. His lips curved slightly upward as he gazed at the expressionless Xue Feng, "Kill!"
"Yes!"
Xue Feng's eyes gleamed coldly as he looked towards the Blood Saber Guard.
Thud, thud, thud!
With each swing of a blade, heads rolled.
Thousands turned into ice-cold corpses.
Blooddyed the area outside the Golden Throne Hall red, slowly trickling down the long, narrow path.
Yang Kun's lips curved slightly upward, squinting at the giant palace ahead, his feet stepping over countless bodies and blood, yet his expression remained unchanged. He clenched his fists, muttering to himself, "In two more days, I will ascend to the throne. Xiao Yi, it's a pity you won't be able to witness me becoming the emperor with your own eyes..."
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