Only after unifying the world did I realize that immortals existed in this world.

Chapter 92 I don't need your mercy and salvation here.

There are many benefits to living a compassionate life.

For example, by detaining him this time, Xie Cangrong can use this as leverage to extort money from the Chan sect in exchange for what the Great Xia needs.

For example, try to get him to talk and find a way to get the knowledge out of his head.

For example, they would not openly antagonize Zen Buddhism.

In short, there are many benefits.

But Xie Cangrong simply didn't want to.

These conflicts of interest can be put off until later.

As he said, he was fed up with the red tape and these petty tricks.

Is his Great Xia a small country?

They need to survive in the cracks between the immortal sects?

You have to smile and apologize even after being slapped.

He was always smiling, to the point that people thought he wouldn't fight back even if he was hit.

Xiao Zheng was merely testing him, but this monk actually dared to use magic to seduce him.

At this point, he needs someone to die here.

A powerful cultivator perished in the Great Xia Dynasty.

Hit a punch to avoid a hundred punches.

He needed to tell others that people could die in Daxia too.

Challenging him is fine, but there are costs involved. Since Cihui took action against him, she should bear the consequences.

He now wants to accelerate the process of getting the Immortal Sect to take the Great Xia Dynasty seriously.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Xie Cangrong remained calm as he looked at Ci Hui's corpse, as if he had done something insignificant.

Cihui is dead; such a powerful being must have possessed some valuable things.

With a casual wave of his hand, a crystal-clear pearl slowly floated over.

Azure Pearl.

An old friend!

Last time it sheltered Xiao Zheng and his group, and this time it brought Ci Hui across the sea. Even if Xiao Zheng didn't say it explicitly, judging from the other party's actions and intelligence, this Azure Sky Pearl is at least capable of transmitting messages from tens of millions of miles away.

I missed out on getting one last time, but they delivered it again this time.

Xie Cangrong quietly examined the pearl, as if he could see into its depths: "Monk, this matter arose from your actions, and I have the right to execute Cihui. Do you admit it or not?"

"You can explain your own definitions of good and evil yourselves, but don't let me hear them again."

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"Next time you come, come with sincerity and don't resort to these tricks."

"If you want to fight, feel free to give it a try."

"Whether this place is a sea of ​​right and wrong or a sacred land on earth, it is none of your business, and I do not need your mercy to save me."

Having said that, the Azure Sky Pearl in his hand trembled, and cracks instantly spread from the inside out, causing its warm and peaceful light to dim.

"Bang!"

Finally, it shattered with a bang, turning into a pool of golden blood that slowly dripped from Xie Cangrong's palm.

He doesn't yet have the ability to create magical artifacts, but he certainly has the ability to destroy them.

Just like when the Cloud-Piercing Boat was destroyed last time, the entire magical artifact was disintegrated from the inside.

Good things are indeed worth studying, but he doesn't like being stared at.

Baixiangzhou, Wuxiang Zen Buddhism, Hualan Pagoda.

The old monk sat upright on a lotus platform, facing the golden Buddhas of the heavens. His withered fingers twirled ebony prayer beads, and ancient chants flowed softly, drawing upon the vast power of vows within the hall, which swirled like a galaxy.

Suddenly, he shuddered and abruptly opened his eyes.

The prayer beads in my hand—with a "crack," the string snapped and the beads shattered! The ebony beads rolled all over the ground!

"Bang!"

One of the eyeballs had completely ruptured, and golden blood flowed from the empty eye socket.

The old monk lowered his eyes slightly, his expression calm and unreadable.

"I don't need your mercy and salvation here—"

The young king's arrogant shouts echoed in my ears.

His only remaining eye drooped slightly, and he let out a long, drawn-out sigh: "Well done—well done—"

Everything happened too fast.

Execution by beheading means execution by beheading.

Xie Cangrong surprisingly changed his attitude towards Shi Yu, showing no fear of offending the Chan sect or considering any exchange of benefits. He simply killed Ci Hui without leaving any room for negotiation.

The powerful cultivator who had achieved the Eight Realms of Meditation, condensed the Dharma Body Buddha image, and seen through illusions, was utterly powerless to resist. He was subdued before he could even unleash his magical powers and supernatural abilities. He couldn't even escape his Buddha-nature and had no chance of Nirvana.

That monarch truly could draw upon the power of heaven and earth. The Great Xia was more powerful than imagined. That monarch clearly knew that he possessed great power and had a way to control it.

Xiao Zheng's conjecture was wrong.

However—the price that Zen Buddhism paid to obtain this information was too high.

In the distance, bells and tripods swayed, making a series of "thumping" sounds.

In an instant, all the monks of the Wuxiang Zen sect were shaken, looked at the center of the Hualan Pagoda, clasped their hands in prayer, their faces full of compassion, and some even shed tears: "Amitabha."

The great Buddhist master, the compassionate and wise one, has returned to the Pure Land.

Xie Cangrong killed someone with his own hands.

The one they killed was a cultivator who had crossed the sea and looked quite extraordinary.

The joyous atmosphere of the New Feast was suddenly shattered.

Everyone fell silent.

Xie Cangrong's amiable demeanor has led many to forget that he was the monarch who ended the chaos and unified the world.

He fought his way out.

He has never lacked decisiveness and ruthlessness.

Although most people didn't see the situation clearly, judging from Xie Cangrong's words, it seemed that this seemingly powerful cultivator was provoking him.

Xie Cangrong confronted Qi Xiu, then killed him in a fit of rage.

This was the first time he had revealed his trump card to the public.

Many people are unclear about the concept of cultivators' realms, but they can sense that Ci Hui is very strong. And Xie Cangrong, who killed Ci Hui, is even stronger.

This power is reassuring, and at the same time, it is enough to deter those whose hearts have been shaken by the temptation of cultivation.

Xie Cangrong has the authority to judge anyone.

Among them, Lu Junfeng was the most shocked; he was completely numb.

Staring blankly at the king, his hair stood on end and his legs went weak. Recalling his previous actions, his conversation and scheming with Xie Cangrong, he felt as if he had just walked through the gates of hell.

He knew Xie Cangrong might possess special power, but he never expected him to be this strong.

The Venerable Cihui of the Wuxiang Zen sect was a level above his master, Master Xiaozheng. He entered the world with the great vow of Zen to subdue demons, wiped out three thousand demons, and converted the great white elephant demon to guard the mountain gate.

He was once a Buddhist genius with indescribable supernatural powers and strength, and was a first-class venerable one in White Elephant Continent.

However, today, having fallen into Xie Cangrong's hands, he was utterly powerless to resist and was so easily killed, even his innate Buddha-nature was annihilated.

The fall of such a powerful being is a major news story and a significant event across the four continents of immortals and demons.

However—he simply severed his head with a mortal sword and perished in a lonely kingdom beyond the abyss.

If Xie Cangrong could kill Ci Hui, then he could kill him as easily as crushing an ant.

From now on, as long as it doesn't involve sect secrets, he'll do whatever His Majesty asks him to do!

Reward? What's that?!

The arrogance of a monk is not difficult to break.

All you need to do is demonstrate sufficient strength.

"Gentlemen, let's not let such a wicked thing spoil our fun, let's continue."

Xie Cangrong raised his head, his gaze sweeping over the civil and military officials, his smile as warm as ever.

Internal deterrence was also one of Xie Cangrong's objectives.

Saying it a thousand times is not as effective as demonstrating it once in person, cleanly and decisively suppressing a powerful expert.

A leader who lacks the power to counter external armed forces will find it difficult to establish authority and garner loyalty. He must ensure his subordinates understand that their leader is qualified to confront the powerful immortal sects.

So that everyone doesn't have to find a way out for themselves.

"Hahaha!"

Ning Boxing, a rough and simple man, broke the deadlock with a grin: "My turn! Ninth Brother, let's go! I still want to win His Majesty's bracelet!"

"Lord Zhang, where are we in the game?"

"Brother Zheng————"

Ning Bo started something, and the stagnant time began to flow again.

As people gradually dispersed, they resumed chatting and laughing about what had just been interrupted, and the event seemed to have returned to its original lively and harmonious state.

It doesn't seem to have had any effect.

But only they themselves know what they are really thinking.

"Envoy Lu, there's no need to be nervous."

Xie Cangrong's gaze swept around and finally landed on Lu Junfeng, whose face was stiff. He gave him a warm smile and said comfortingly.

But to Lu Junfeng, that warm smile was particularly chilling.

"You are a person of merit, you are a friend of our Great Xia, and our Great Xia has never treated its friends unfairly."

"You must have seen what that monk just did. I treated him with courtesy, yet he attacked me, violating the laws of our dynasty, which is why I executed him. I believe it would be reasonable for him to fall into the hands of the Immortal Alliance, wouldn't you agree?"

Lu Junfeng: ————

To say the right thing would offend the Wuxiang Zen sect, to say the wrong thing would offend the emperor in front of you.

Your Majesty, I am but a lowly pawn!

You asked me what I do?

What right do I have to say whether it's right or wrong?

Under Xie Cangrong's gaze, he twitched the corner of his mouth and finally said, "Yes! Venerable Cihui has indeed overstepped his bounds."

Logically speaking, Cihui was in the wrong for striking first.

According to the current situation, Cihui is dead, and the emperor is standing in front of him.

"Hehe~ Good! Good!"

Xie Cangrong seemed quite satisfied with his answer.

He looked at him with a smile: "Envoy Lu, you are a smart man. If Taihua establishes its lineage in the Great Xia in the future, I believe you will be the most suitable leader."

Although it was just casual conversation at the event, there was a strange undertone in his tone.

Lu Junfeng's heart skipped a beat, but he still bowed and said, "Your Majesty is too kind. How could my meager skills possibly shoulder such a heavy responsibility?"

"Haha~"

"Envoy Lu, this is the Great Xia!"

"Here, I am the one in charge!"

"Whoever I say is capable, then they are capable; whoever I say is incapable, then they are incapable!"

Xie Cangrong looked at him with a smile: "You cultivators always say that cultivation is the cultivation of the mind, and power is just a gift from cultivating the mind. Perhaps one day you will rise to great heights; who knows!"

"What, you're not going to seize the opportunity?"

"You were one of the first to come to our Great Xia, and you've worked so hard to establish yourself. If someone else were to take over in the future, would you be willing to give it up?"

"Messenger, what do you live for? What do you pursue?"

A seed was planted unintentionally.

Lu Junfeng simply bowed and said, "This disciple bears the sect's orders; how could I be willing or unwilling?"

"Wherever I may be, I only wish that Great Xia and Taihua will share weal and woe, and forever remain friends."

"Hehe~ Okay, okay!"

Xie Cangrong didn't say much after hearing this, since it was just casual conversation anyway.

He gently patted Lu Junfeng on the shoulder, seemingly to express his appreciation.

"Your Majesty, it's your turn!"

Just then, a lively voice came from the horse farm.

The hollow girl sat on the horse and waved to him.

Xie Cangrong's killing of Cihui seemed to have no effect on her whatsoever.

"Here it comes~"

Xie Cangrong laughed heartily and joined the competition.

It seems that everything that just happened was just a minor incident.

Winter days are short, and soon the sun sets in the west. The grand event is also drawing to a close, and the crowds disperse one after another.

When the last ray of light faded and darkness descended.

"Whoosh~"

"Boom!"

"Look, look!"

"So beautiful!"

"Was this released by the imperial court?"

"Long live Your Majesty! Long live the Great Xia Dynasty! Hahahaha!"

"That's wonderful—I hope the Great Xia Dynasty will remain this peaceful next year."

The brilliant flames pierced the darkness, bursting forth with dazzling light in the sky, a truly beautiful sight.

People celebrated the New Year, and every household was bustling with activity.

Upon hearing the commotion, they all came out and stood gazing into the distance. Their pupils reflected the advancing fireworks, and they excitedly raised their arms and shouted, their eyes full of hope.

With the development of firearms and cannons, fireworks and firecrackers naturally followed.

There is no custom of setting off firecrackers during the Lunar New Year in this world. Xie Cangrong has no strong attachment to his hometown, which is a place of yesterday's dreams. He just wants to set off fireworks during the Lunar New Year celebrations to show everyone and to express his hopes for a better future. This is not a bad thing.

Gaining the love and respect of the people is difficult, and many leaders strive for it their entire lives without achieving it.

It's neither difficult nor difficult.

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As long as they live better than they did yesterday, and have something to look forward to and hope for in life, they will have great respect for the leader and the government, and be willing to do anything to protect it.

At this stage, the Great Xia, which has led its people out of the quagmire of chaos, brought peace, and continued to develop and prosper, undoubtedly enjoys a high level of popular support.

"Senior brothers, junior brothers, look, look!"

Chu Xiangyun dragged Lu Junfeng, who seemed to have something on his mind, and his three fellow disciples out the door, pointing excitedly at the dazzling fireworks in the sky.

This tiny flame was nothing to these cultivators; they could easily conjure it up with magic.

But as brilliant sparks burst across the sky, amidst the lively atmosphere of the Great Xia celebration, they were inexplicably also infected by an aura of peace and joy—

Daxia is truly an amazing place, so united and so inspiring.

Lu Junfeng stared blankly at the firelight in the sky, his thoughts drifting far away.

"Messenger, what are you pursuing?"

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Meanwhile, in the Ordnance Bureau, Gong Qiao sat at the entrance, quietly gazing at the fireworks in the sky. It was rare for this workaholic to take a break. The wooden horse not far away was sitting there properly, covered in mud and with worn hooves, looking like it had had a good workout today.

She raised her hand, and the jade bracelet shimmered brilliantly in the firelight, appearing exceptionally lustrous.

The beautiful memories of the day are treasured in my heart, playing back in my mind like a slideshow.

She unconsciously curved her lips into a faint smile.

Another year has passed!

At the entrance of the Linzhao Pavilion in the imperial palace, the beauty leaned against her husband, watching the fireworks pierce the night, and sighed softly.

Another year has passed —

Xie Cangrong also lowered his eyes slightly and murmured softly.

The past year was a year of welcoming change and accumulating preparations.

In this new year, his Great Xia is about to undergo a massive transformation from top to bottom, and he doesn't know if this transformation will crush him to pieces.

But no matter what, people must move forward.