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Lin Yaoxie curled his lip slightly: "Six or seven months ago, the concept of the Demon Kingdom didn't even exist. You were already loyal to the Demon Kingdom back then? You really have foresight!"

Sweating profusely, Ma Guangzuo knew nothing better than to keep kowtowing.

In the midst of his busy schedule, he quickly looked at Ariq Böke, who was sitting trembling in the middle of the table, hoping that the latter could put in a good word for him.

But Ali himself was like a clay bodhisattva crossing a river; besides frantically sifting through chaff, he couldn't do anything else.

Lin Yaoxie took the empty wine bowl from Li Mochou's hand and held it tightly: "Ma Guangzuo, what I need are people who are absolutely loyal. You must obey my orders unconditionally. You did well in the Battle of Xiangyang, but you compromised on your duties when carrying out my orders."

Lin Yaoxie weighed the wine bowl in his hand: "For the next few decades, I intend to live in seclusion in the ancient tomb, relinquishing all involvement in worldly affairs. Before that, I must eliminate all unstable factors. Do you understand?"

"I...I...I..." Ma Guangzuo stammered, unsure of what to say, only able to kowtow.

"Considering you did me a huge favor, I'll give you a quick death." Lin Yaoxie flicked his wrist, and the empty wine bowl in his hand shattered into 10,800 pieces.

These fragments hurtled forward at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, and before Ma Guangzuo could even finish a single kowtow, they were all embedded in his body.

It was indeed a quick and painless death; Ma Guangzuo died without experiencing any suffering. The shattered pieces of the bowl simultaneously tore through the entire machine, ending his life.

This also explains why Ma Guangzu remained kneeling before Lin Yaoxie even after his death.

The scene wasn't bloody, and even Ren Tingting, who hadn't seen Lin Yaoxie kill living people much, didn't feel too uncomfortable.

The naturally indifferent young woman was even eating her fruit platter by herself, as if what was happening in front of her had nothing to do with her.

Lin Yaoxie shifted his gaze to Ariq Böke. The latter was still sitting steadily in his chair, but his body was trembling like a disco dancer.

"Your Majesty, please don't kill me, please don't kill me!" Ariq Böke cried out in fear.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you. Killing you wouldn't do me any good," Lin Yaoxie said calmly, opening his mouth to eat a grape that Huang Rong fed him.

What he said was actually true; Ma Guangzuo died unjustly.

Lin Yaoxie did indeed allow Ma Guangzuo to bring back only a small number of Mongol soldiers, leaving the vast majority of his troops behind to replenish his zombie army.

But Ma Guangzuo was afraid that Lin Yaoxie wouldn't be able to handle too many Mongol soldiers, so he changed the numbers.

Of course, he also had his own selfish motives. Now that he had betrayed Möngke, he had to make sure that the Great Khan Möngke died.

Unexpectedly, a thought meant to help Lin Yaoxie gave Lin Yaoxie a reason to kill him.

In fact, Ma Guangzuo is a reckless person. Even if you let him cause a ruckus, he won't generate much energy.

But Lin Yaoxie was still pleased with the system's reward from last time. Since killing those who hadn't died in the original Condor Heroes story would bring extra rewards, he might as well kill more.

Lin Yaoxie originally intended to kill Huang Laoxie, whom he had let go, but the clever Huang Rong discovered this. Only through Huang Rong's mature and superb sexual skills was she able to calm Lin Yaoxie's raging heart and save her father's life.

Lin Yaoxie counted on his fingers; the characters from the original work either didn't appear or had already been killed. The only one left was Ma Guangzuo.

So he found an excuse to satisfy his own desires.

Chapter 121: Teasing Kublai Khan [Third Update]

"Ding." The system notification sounded, and Lin Yaoxie listened intently.

"The unjust killing of the chief advisor Ma Guangzuo. No secret manual reward, but 50 Demon King Points." Lin Yaoxie managed to detect a hint of mockery in the system's cold voice.

If it weren't for the beautiful women surrounding him, Lin Yaoxie would have spat out the mare's milk wine he had just swallowed.

"What's going on? 50 Demon King Points, can you stop messing around?!" Lin Yaoxie shouted loudly at the system in his mind.

The system's voice remained unchanged: "Not all killing characters from the original story will yield rich rewards. You could have spared Ma Guangzuo, but you still killed him for a very absurd reason."

Lin Yaoxie was speechless: "Didn't you say that if you want to be a demon king, you have to do whatever you want and kill whoever you want?"

The system succinctly revealed the secret: "A demon should be capricious, but not indiscriminate. Ma Guangzuo is still helping you so far. Killing him would be like severing your own bones, which would be pointless. Moreover, the Demon King is the ruler of the demon race, not just a pure oligarchy. You must use the demonic nature for your own purposes, and not let it control you."

Lin Yaoxie suddenly realized. Yes, over the past six months, he had felt his mindset had become somewhat unbalanced. It seemed that his demonic nature had greatly helped him, making him an invincible powerhouse while also slowly corrupting his heart.

It's really necessary to go into seclusion and cultivate myself to rid myself of the aftereffects of this demonic nature.

That's why Lin Yaoxie said some rather gentle words to Ariq Böke.

"Ariq Böke, who should you thank the most when you become the Great Khan of the Mongols?" Lin Yaoxie regained his seriousness: "I want to hear the truth."

Although Ariq Böke was younger, he was still a formidable figure. After realizing that Lin Yaoxie had no intention of killing him, he gradually relaxed considerably.

"The person I should thank most is His Majesty the Demon Emperor, and then I should thank Ma Guangzuo, whom you executed," Ariq Böke said, expressing his thoughts.

Lin Yaoxie snatched the watermelon away, took a bite, and asked, "The Dali Kingdom has already been incorporated into my Demon Kingdom's territory. If I were to ask you to incorporate the Mongol Kingdom into the Demon Clan, would you be willing?"

Ali Buge had already guessed Lin Yaoxie's purpose and had prepared his explanation.

“As the Great Khan of the Mongols, I am very willing. To exist under the protection of His Majesty the Demon Emperor is much better than to manage things haphazardly on our own. However,” Ariq Böke changed the subject, “I can only guarantee that the Mongol region south of the Great Wall will be incorporated into the Demon Kingdom’s territory. As for the region beyond Shanhaiguan, I have no say.”

"Oh?" Lin Yaoxie emphasized his tone, causing Ali Buge's body to tremble again.

“It is like this.” Ariq Böke dared not keep them in suspense: “Your Majesty, as you know, although I succeeded Möngke Anda as Great Khan, I do not actually have complete control over the entire Mongol army. Not to mention the troops that have marched into Europe, the actual control outside Shanhaiguan is still in the hands of my other brother, Kublai Khan. In terms of talent and ability, I am inferior to Kublai Khan. For the past six months, I have been recuperating in Dadu, actually preparing for a tough battle with Kublai Khan soon.”

Lin Yaoxie picked at his ear: "Kublai Khan? Heh, that's right. If we want to stabilize the situation and have peace for decades, we really have to get rid of him first."

Ariq Böke pricked up his ears and asked with delight, "Your Majesty, would you be willing to help me take down Kublai Khan?"

"Why not?" Lin Yaoxie embraced Huang Rong and Li Mochou: "Beauties, let's go, let's go out of Shanhaiguan and have some fun."

Six months later, Shanhaiguan became a battlefield where hundreds of thousands of troops clashed.

Somewhat surprisingly, the soldiers on both sides were none other than their Mongolian brothers who had fought alongside them on the vast grasslands.

Without further ado, Kublai Khan and Ariq Böke simultaneously issued the order to attack, separated by the Shanhaiguan Pass.

Shanhaiguan Pass and the Great Wall could not stop the frenzied human weapons; a battle of unequal strength had begun.

Ariq Böke's Mongol army was not large. Including the 150,000 soldiers who withdrew from the Luoyang battlefield, plus the 100,000 troops of Ariq Böke's main force and some conscripts, he barely managed to muster an army of 280,000.

Kublai Khan, on the other hand, was very well prepared and had also recalled some troops from the western Mongolian theater, bringing his total strength to 400,000.

Even so, the two sides were still locked in a stalemate.

Because among Ariq Böke's 280,000-strong army were 5,000 zombie soldiers.

That's right, these 50,000 zombies were created by Lin Yaoxie using Vincent's virus. And the original bodies that were sacrificed were, of course, the soldiers in Dadu City.

In the command camp outside Shanhaiguan, Kublai Khan nervously stared at the sand table before him. Many of the strongholds on the northern side of the table had already been captured by Ariq Böke's army.

Kublai Khan considered himself the most accomplished in both literature and martial arts among Tolui's father's children. He believed that Möngke had become Great Khan solely because of his age, and now that Möngke was dead, the position of Great Khan should rightfully belong to him.

Ariq Böke's decision to declare himself Khan without informing the entire Mongol royal family had already provoked discontent among many princes. Kublai Khan capitalized on this discontent, rapidly expanding his army to 400,000 men.

Unexpectedly, even so, he was about to lose.

Kublai Khan had already considered one possibility: the legendary Lin Yaoxie, who killed Möngke, helped Ariq Böke ascend to the throne, established the Demon Kingdom, and proclaimed himself the Demon Emperor, had already become his adversary.

"Demon Emperor, what an overbearing title! Even more domineering than Temujin, the leader of my Great Mongol Empire." Kublai Khan couldn't help but admire him, and pushed the sand table over: "So be it, so be it. To be defeated by the Demon Emperor, I, Borjigin Kublai Khan, am not unjust."

"Yes." A gust of wind blew in, and at the same time, a voice entered the central command tent: "It is not unjust for you to be defeated by me. I said the same thing to your elder brother Mongke a year ago."

Kublai Khan quickly turned around, and there stood a young man dressed in white before him. Although the man looked young, the overwhelming murderous aura emanating from his brows caused even the ruthless Kublai Khan to take two steps back.

"The Demon Emperor Lin, a wicked demon?"

"Exactly."

"Hoo!" Kublai Khan took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes: "Come on."

"What's coming?" Lin Yaoxie laughed heartily: "Although you are tall and strong, I am not interested in men."

Chapter 122: Helping Others Achieve Their Dreams [Fourth Update]

Kublai Khan was stunned, not understanding whether Lin Yaoxie was joking with him.

Lin Yaoxie looked at the person before him with great interest. This man had a full beard, and his broad shoulders seemed capable of bearing the heaviest responsibilities in the world. If Lin Yaoxie hadn't suddenly appeared in this world, this man would be the ultimate ruler of the world.

Undeniably, Kublai Khan was the most magnificent man Lin Yaoxie encountered in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes.

"Aren't you going to kill me?" Kublai Khan opened his eyes, sensing that Lin Yaoxie hadn't made a move.

Lin Yaoxie stood there casually: "If this were a year ago, or even half a year ago, I would definitely have killed you."

Lin Yaoxie waved his hand slightly, and a gust of sword wind swept through the entire tent, turning the sand table that Kublai Khan had pushed over right right again: "But now, I've changed my mind. Not only will I not kill you, but I will also help you create your own legend."

"My own mythology?" Kublai Khan was puzzled, but couldn't help feeling a sense of longing.

Although this was his first meeting with Lin Yaoxie, and they were on opposing sides, Kublai Khan couldn't help but feel a sense of trust in the latter—yes, that's it.

Because this man who calls himself the Demon Emperor has created too many miracles. Since he said he would help me create a legend, it's highly likely that it's true.

Lin Yaoxie removed two more northern strongholds from the restored sand table before addressing Kublai Khan: "Your 400,000-strong army is now down to only 200,000, while your brother Ariq Böke's army also has 200,000. Do you still want to fight?"

This is a very clear account: Kublai Khan's 400,000-strong army had 200,000 left, meaning that the loss was also 200,000.

While Ariq Böke's army now numbers only 200,000, its original base was much smaller, at only 280,000.

To put it bluntly, Ariq Böke used 80,000 troops to defeat Kublai Khan's 200,000-strong army. The one who contributed the most was, of course, Lin Yaoxie's zombie army, which could fight ten men at once.

"Do I still have a choice?" Even though the outcome was destined to fail, Kublai Khan still possessed the demeanor of a king.

"Yes," Lin Yaoxie said definitively.

Then he flicked his fingers, and several thin sword energies shot out, slicing the square sand table in half. The shape of the sand table changed into an irregular crescent moon, or rather, a curved worm.

"This is a map of a country. I don't know if you've seen it before." Lin Yaoxie had a friendly smile on his face, as if he and Kublai Khan were old friends of many years, rather than tense enemies.

Kublai Khan glanced at it and nodded: "Of course I've seen it. My grandfather, the great Genghis Khan, had two last wishes before he died. The first was to march south and completely destroy the Song Dynasty, but of course, that wish could not be fulfilled. The second was that he hoped our Mongol Empire's iron cavalry could crush the Japanese, who are far away across the Eastern Ocean."

Lin Yaoxie cleared his throat: "If I told you that your grandfather's two last wishes could be fulfilled in his grandson's generation, how would you thank me?"

Kublai Khan paused for a moment, then abruptly knelt on one knee, placed one hand on his heart, and lowered his head. This was a gesture of respect among the Mongols when meeting the Great Khan, representing sincere submission.

"If Your Majesty can truly help me fulfill my grandfather's last wish, then the life of Borjigin Kublai Khan will belong to you from now on. You can decide whether I live or die; I will be your most loyal servant."

Lin Yaoxie nodded in satisfaction; this was exactly the effect he wanted: "I don't care about your life, otherwise it wouldn't be yours now. But if you're really willing to listen to me, I'd be quite happy."

"I would gladly die ten thousand times over!" Without uttering any unnecessary words, Kublai Khan expressed his most sincere attitude with the fewest words possible.

Lin Yaoxie then said, "Your grandfather had two last wishes, and you and Ariq Böke are both his grandsons. If you two grandsons can clear his name, his spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

"What do you mean?" Kublai Khan looked at the sand table of the Japanese map and his mind began to stir.

“That’s right.” Lin Yaoxie pointed to the sand table: “You should immediately sound the retreat, and Ariq Böke’s troops will also withdraw immediately. Then you should lead your 200,000 remaining troops to Japan. The weather is not suitable for sailing in summer, but you can build ships during this time. When the water level drops in winter, you can cross the East China Sea. As for whether you can conquer the island nation of Japan, that depends on your abilities, Borjigin Kublai Khan.”

Kublai Khan's eyes lit up as he listened. Genghis Khan had also planned to conquer Japan, but unfortunately, the timing of his voyage was wrong, and his army perished at sea. Now, Lin Yaoxie had pointed out the key point; how could Kublai Khan not be delighted?

"As long as I can set foot on Japanese soil, I will surely kill all these bastards," Kublai Khan vowed.