Become a king right from the start, beginning with receiving rewards from all the heavens.

Xia Zhaoyan had always felt that his younger brother was gloomy!

At the time, I just thought it was because of his personality, but now that I think about it, it was probably greatly influenced by the Fengmo Gongfu.

After all, knowing that his mother's clan were demonic cultivators, he would definitely be influenced by them.

Xia Wuzheng looked at Xia Zhaoyan, and suddenly he laughed without warning.

"Hahaha...."

"Xia Zhaoyan, oh Xia Zhaoyan, if you put it that way, I really should thank you for sparing my life!"

"You think you're so great? You're so high and mighty. You have the right to look down on me."

"After all, you have a Dragon Transformation Realm expert under your command."

"You're just one of the crown princes now, yet you can decide the rest of my life at will!"

Staggering to his feet, Xia Wuzheng approached Xia Zhaoyan. At this moment, Xia Wuzheng had completely shed his former facade and returned to his most authentic self.

"You know what? From the very beginning, when I sought an alliance with you, my intention was to use you as a target."

"Luckily, you're not stupid either, and you didn't become my puppet."

"No one expected that in just five years, the prince with the least background would become the prince with the best chance of succeeding to the throne."

"I truly regret it..."

Xia Zhaoyan didn't bother to think about what he regretted; he had come here today to confront the other party.

To save face for the royal family, the matter of the demonic cultivators could not be announced to the public.

At the same time, he did this to set an example for the princes who would follow.

This sends them a clear signal: as long as you fail in the struggle but haven't committed heinous crimes, I can give you a way out.

It is better to stay in our ancestral land forever than to lose our lives completely.

"Whether you regret it or not is of no concern to me. Demonic cultivators will always be the mortal enemies of us orthodox forces!"

"Over the years, the Demon Lord behind you has probably killed millions, even tens of millions, of people in order to cultivate his demonic arts!"

"Given the mindset of those demonic cultivators, even if you ascend the throne, do you really think you can be a competent emperor?"

"Of course I know!" Xia Wuzheng suddenly shouted, now he had no more scruples.

"They helped me ascend to the throne simply to gain better cover. When I have the power to control destiny, I can conceal their identities."

"But I'm not stupid either. I originally planned to deal with them first after I took the throne!"

Xia Zhaoyan couldn't help but sneer, "Heh!!"

"Switch to demonic cultivation, and then use your mother's clan as resources for your cultivation!"

...

"So what if I'm a demonic cultivator? As long as I can become the Xia Emperor, what does it matter if some ants are sacrificed?"

"As long as I make the Great Xia Dynasty stronger, demonic cultivation will become orthodox."

"Don't all living beings in this world want to become stronger?"

"The strong will write history, and then who will dare say that demonic cultivation is not orthodox?"

Xia Zhaoyan shook his head as he listened. If demonic cultivators didn't need to sacrifice humans for cultivation, he wouldn't have stood up to criticize them.

That would only be a struggle over principles and stances!

No one likes a "saintly bitch," and nobody wants to be one.

However, demonic cultivation requires blood sacrifices to cultivate, which is no longer a struggle over stances and paths.

This is a crisis that could lead to the extinction of the entire race. Even the Heavenly Dao knows how to cultivate its own resources, but demonic cultivators have no such concept at all.

Once you become a demonic cultivator, you'll become selfish and self-serving; who will care about such things?

"I originally thought that you and I were just on different sides, but now it seems that you have truly fallen into demonic possession."

"I'm too lazy to argue with you anymore. Which path are you choosing?"

After saying that, he stared at Xia Wuzheng in front of him.

The little bit of family affection he had when he was a child has been completely extinguished; this guy is beyond saving.

If it weren't for the fear of negative repercussions and accusations of fratricide from the outside world and all living beings, I wouldn't have come here today.

"Hehe..." Xia Wuzheng's spirits were completely broken at this moment.

"Do I have a choice? Don't worry, tomorrow I will announce to the world that I have completely withdrawn from the struggle for the throne and will henceforth live in seclusion in my clan's ancestral land!"

Having said that, he turned and walked towards the palace. At that moment, Xia Wuzheng's back looked incredibly decayed.

The once spirited young man who was crowned king now seems like a man on his deathbed.

He staggered, didn't look back, and left only one sentence echoing in the air.

"Brother, this is the last time I'll call you that. I wish you the best of luck in finally reaching that position!"

Xia Zhaoyan silently watched the other person's disappearing figure, his feelings inexplicably complicated.

I thought my heart was already cold and hard, but in the end, there was still a trace of warmth left.

"Let's go back to the mansion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned and left with the women.

Next up is your Demon-Sealing Mansion...

When Xia Zhaoyan thought of this family, a strong murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

At this moment, he unleashed all the negative emotions he had felt that day onto the Demon-Sealing Mansion.

"Hehe, since the founding of the Great Xia Dynasty, there has never been a case of a noble clan being exterminated."

"Then, let me begin this grand slaughter!"

If it weren't for the fact that the matter of the demonic cultivator was of utmost importance, he would have already had Guo Jing and the others wipe him out with a single slap.

The other party was, after all, a founding duke. Even if we were to exterminate his entire clan, we should at least give the people a reasonable excuse.

How to do it is up to one's own subordinates to consider.

...

"The Crown Prince has left the Prince of Wu's residence..."

Countless forces from all sides who were watching this scene immediately summoned their advisors.

Xia Qiming, in particular, had the most solemn expression.

"Gentlemen, do you think this is his attempt to win over Xia Wuzheng?"

The conclusions drawn by his advisors made him feel that something was amiss.

"Yes, Your Highness, what else can we do but try to win you over?"

"Don't be fooled by the fact that the Sixth Prince has Dragon Transformation Realm experts under his command. In a normal battle, these powerful individuals can't possibly suppress the princes."

"The Dragon Transformation Realm is the Sixth Prince's trump card, which makes him invincible, but it cannot allow him to quickly establish his own political power in various places."

"Among the kings, only the King of Ling and the King of Wu were about his age, and the maternal clans behind them were relatively weak."

"For the Sixth Prince, these two princes are the best and easiest to control!"

Hmm, that makes a lot of sense. No wonder you're one of my advisors.

Although Xia Qiming couldn't quite put his finger on what was wrong, he thought his subordinates' analysis made a lot of sense.

As the sun rose again and people went about their business, suddenly, a voice rang out from the Wu King's Palace!

With the support of his Purple Mansion Realm cultivation, the sound spread out instantly. Although it couldn't cover the entire imperial city, it was enough to cover half of it.

"I, King Wu, Xia Wuzheng, have an announcement to make today."

"From this day forward, I withdraw from the struggle for the throne and will henceforth live in seclusion in the royal ancestral lands, focusing on my cultivation!"

As the voice faded, the figure of the King of Wu soared into the sky!

He then clasped his hands and knelt in the air towards the palace, pleading, "Father, please grant me permission to travel to the ancestral land!"

At this moment, the world was completely silent!

The court officials, the royal princes and crown prince, noble families, and all kinds of forces, large and small, were shocked!