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Chapter 148: What a fine goddaughter! [Second Update]

Lin Yaoxie slammed his hand on the chair, shattering the chair head: "Everyone says Mongolians are heroes, but why are all the grassland people I've met so despicable people who betray their cause after using it?"

Lin Yaoxie's angry shout made everyone shrink back in fright.

“A hundred years ago, I, Lin Yaoxie, proclaimed myself the Demon Emperor, eradicated false justice, and unified the martial arts world in one fell swoop. At that time, I thought that I only had the ability to conquer the world, and governing the world was not my forte, so I deliberately gave way to Ariq Böke.”

Lin Yaoxie spoke eloquently, while the princes and others bowed their heads in obsequiousness. Only Zhao Min looked up at her godfather, completely captivated by his charisma.

"But I never expected that Ariq Böke's descendants would be so despicable. A hundred years later, they not only refuse to acknowledge my existence as the Demon Emperor, but also send troops to attack me."

Lin Yaoxie's gaze grew increasingly cold: "Two hundred thousand troops! Even back when the Northern and Southern Mongols were separated by the Great Wall, Ariq Böke only managed to muster two hundred and eighty thousand soldiers. Now the country is truly prosperous and powerful, this dog-headed emperor—"

Lin Yaoxie pointed at the headless corpse: "This bastard actually wants to use an army of 200,000 to attack his benefactor. Tell me, isn't this heartless and repaying kindness with enmity!"

The officials in the main hall included both Han Chinese and Mongolians. Originally, the number of Han Chinese and Mongolian officials was roughly equal. However, due to the new emperor's belief in the superiority of ethnic groups, in recent years, the number of Han Chinese officials, both in terms of quantity and official rank, has fallen far short of that of Mongolian officials.

Lin Yaoxie killed the Mongol emperor today, and then repeatedly condemned the Mongols for their lack of morality, which greatly inspired the national integrity of the Han people in the hall.

"We support the Demon Emperor's return to the throne, we want the Demon Kingdom to be restored, and we want to embrace the purest demonic path again!" One shout, two shouts, three shouts, four shouts, more and more Han Chinese officials stretched out their left arms and shouted, their voices frightening the Mongolian officials standing in the front row so much that they kept shrinking their necks.

Just then, Zhao Min, who had been silent until now, suddenly shouted, "That's right, I also support my godfather becoming emperor!"

Although Zhao Min had outstanding military achievements and made numerous merits on the battlefield, her martial arts skills were actually quite average. Even when fighting against stronger soldiers, she might not be able to guarantee victory.

Therefore, her internal energy was not pure, and the sound she uttered was also not loud.

But that low voice instantly drowned out the voices of the other Han people.

Whether Han or Mongol, including Lin Yaoxie and Prince Ruyang, everyone in the hall focused their attention on Zhao Min.

The officials, in particular, initially thought Zhao Min supported the Prince of Ruyang's ascension to the throne. But upon closer listening, they realized something was amiss: godfather? Who was the godfather of whom?

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Zhao Min stepped forward, walked a few steps, and stood next to the head of the Yuan Dynasty emperor. With a small foot, she stepped on the emperor's head.

She looked up at Lin Yaoxie and asked with a smile, "Godfather, do you still recognize me?"

Judging solely from appearance, the five- or six-year-old Zhao Min at the time looked quite different from a young woman of eighteen or nineteen today.

But Lin Yaoxie could still recognize her from her extraordinary, intelligent and refined temperament, and knew that she was the goddaughter he had raised as a child bride.

"Of course I recognize him. By the way, where's Big Shit Bao?" When Lin Yaoxie said the words "Big Shit Bao," his eyes flashed with electricity, which made the Prince of Ruyang, who had just raised his head, lower it again.

"Ah, Godfather was talking about my brother. He was sent to the west by my father and has been gone for more than half a year. He hasn't been in Dadu since." Zhao Min said casually, quickly changing the subject away from Wang Baobao.

Zhao Min had already figured it out from Lin Yaoxie's angry expression: her cheap godfather must know that the instigator of the two sieges of the ancient tomb was her foolish older brother.

So before Lin Yaoxie could react further, Zhao Min moved her toes and lifted the emperor's head like a soccer ball, then reached out and grabbed it.

She held the emperor's head high above her head, pointing it at the entire court, and then spoke loudly and forcefully.

"This damned emperor has truly disgraced our Great Mongol Yuan Dynasty. He actually ordered an attack on Demon Mountain; it's utterly outrageous!"

Zhao Min's expression changed quickly, and she immediately became heartbroken: "As all of you know, my father, my brother, and I have repeatedly advised the dog emperor to be considerate of the Han people, not to renege on the Demon Emperor's kindness, and to pay tribute to the ancient tomb every year on time."

"That damned bastard!" Zhao Min swung the severed head violently, making a loud whistling sound. "This damned fool is so stubborn and self-willed, refusing to listen to our advice, father and son, and daring to defy the world by offending the Ancient Tomb Demon Mountain. He even slandered my godfather's death. My lords, tell me, doesn't this dog emperor deserve to die?"

After a slight hesitation, the officials stammered, "Yes, it's damn good."

"Speak louder, my godfather can't hear me!" Zhao Min suddenly flung the emperor's head into the crowd.

The heads landed in circles in the crowd, first startling away a group of officials, then being surrounded by the crowd and kicked and trampled.

"Speak louder, aren't you damned?!" Zhao Min repeated for the third time.

"Damn it!" This time the voices were much more unified.

Zhao Min then turned around, pulled her father, the Prince of Ruyang, to kneel down before Lin Yaoxie: "Godfather, let's keep public and private matters separate. I am no longer your goddaughter, but a subject of your Demon Kingdom. My father and I, the former Prince of Ruyang of the Yuan Dynasty and the Grand Marshal of the Army of the Yuan Dynasty, pay homage to the Demon Emperor, beseeching him to return to the throne, to win the hearts of all people, and to end the suffering of the people!"

"The people of the world will be united in heart, and the suffering of the people will no longer be so great!" King Ruyang echoed with exceptional sincerity.

Only then did the group of officials realize their slow reaction.

They quickly knelt in the main hall and shouted in unison, "The people of the world are united in heart, and the suffering of the people will no longer be so great."

Lin Yaoxie sat on the long chair in the main hall, smiling as he looked at Zhao Min below the throne.

Zhao Min also looked up at him.

Lin Yaoxie thought to himself, "She truly deserves to be called the most intelligent and resourceful woman since Rong'er."

Zhao Min is indeed formidable; she foresaw that after Lin Yaoxie killed the emperor, he would definitely kill his good-for-nothing brother as well. Wang Baobao's death is not the problem; the real issue is that it could bring trouble upon herself and her father.

Chapter 149: Zhao Min Sitting on the Long Chair [Third Update]

Some say that women shouldn't be too smart.

But this rule doesn't apply to Lin Yaoxie. He has a great fondness for intelligent women.

Because he is the strongest man. A woman who is worthy of the world's most powerful man cannot be just a pretty face.

For example, Huang Rong, Xiao Longnu, and Li Mochou, including Zhu Wu and Er Nu, who were just taken in as maids. They are all shrewd and intelligent women.

What about Zhao Min? Looking at Jin Yong's many works, she is definitely an exceptionally well-developed character. Even in this world where the Demon Emperor reigns supreme, Princess Zhao Min's quick wit still pleases Lin Yaoxie.

"Goddaughter, as a Mongol, do you really want Mongolia to perish?" Lin Yaoxie's tone was serious.

Zhao Min clasped her hands in a very masculine gesture: "As the saying goes, the capable are always burdened with more work. Although my Great Yuan Dynasty only existed for a hundred years, it was under the rule of a muddle-headed emperor that it incurred the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people, and even offended your ancient tomb. This is a calamity sent by heaven to my Great Yuan Dynasty, and also to the common people. Although Zhao Min is a woman, she knows that the world belongs to all people, not just one or two people."

Seeing Lin Yaoxie's dismissive expression, Zhao Min continued, "But Godfather, you are the Demon Emperor, and you represent the well-being of all people. Since my Borjigin clan is incapable of managing the country, we have no choice but to return it to Godfather so that he can take charge personally, or appoint someone else."

What a Zhao Min! She can instantly detect what the other person doesn't want to hear and then transform unpleasant expressions into exciting flattery.

Lin Yaoxie shook his head and laughed as he stood up from the long chair, beckoning to Zhao Min: "Come on, Zhao Min, come up here."

"Yes, Demon Emperor!" Zhao Min noticed something unusual in Lin Yaoxie's eyes, something that made her heart race and filled her with anticipation.

Unbeknownst to her, Zhao Min also changed how she addressed Lin Yaoxie, no longer calling him "godfather" but directly referring to him as the Demon Emperor.

A graceful young woman strolls leisurely up the nine long steps.

The inner palace, which has represented supreme imperial power for thousands of years, was trampled underfoot by a beautiful young girl.

Over the course of more than a decade, Zhao Min blossomed into an even more beautiful woman. Her beauty was imbued with a captivating charm, and she knew exactly how to showcase that charm to its fullest extent.

Lin Yaoxie reached out and grasped Zhao Min's delicate, boneless hand. He gently pulled it towards his chest, but didn't actually draw it inside. This subtle movement and intention made the exceptionally intelligent Zhao Min gasp in surprise.

Lin Yaoxie was attentive to every woman. He pursued Ren Tingting subtly, forced himself on Xiao Long, used tricks on Huang Rong and Guo Fu, and displayed his strength towards Gongsun Lü'e, Li Mochou, and Zhu Wu. His methods of seeking novelty with each woman were different, but what Lin Yaoxie found most intriguing was the ambiguous relationship he had with Lu Wushuang.

Yes, winning over a goddess quickly and easily is certainly satisfying. But a slow and steady, lingering love is what Lin Yaoxie longs for even more.

Zhao Min will definitely be his woman in the future, that's for sure. But before that, Lin Yaoxie plans to play around a bit. Because Zhao Min hasn't experienced enough yet, she's intelligent but lacks the iron fist. Before leaving this world, Lin Yaoxie wants the most perfect Zhao Min.

“Min’er, what you said is very good.” Lin Yaoxie also changed his way of addressing Zhao Min: “This world truly belongs to me. I can give it to whomever I want! It has nothing to do with the people of the world.”

Lin Yaoxie's domineering and unorthodox words were quite jarring to the ears of the officials, but due to the Demon Emperor's authority, no one dared to say anything more.

Only the Prince of Ruyang showed a slight expression of surprise, but he quickly concealed it.

Lin Yaoxie reached out and pressed Zhao Min's shoulders, then turned around and pressed her down onto the long chair.

The latter was shocked and tried to stand up, but Lin Yaoxie pressed her down again: "Min'er, it's rare that you still have me in your heart, and I am very comforted. Since I killed the original useless emperor, and I'm too lazy to care about the affairs of the ants in the world, let's do this: you can sit on this long chair and help me manage the world for a while."

"How could this be!" Zhao Min was shocked. Even though she had a slight premonition, she never expected that Lin Yaoxie would actually hand over the country to a woman like her.

"There's nothing wrong with it." Lin Yaoxie decisively removed his hands from Zhao Min's delicate shoulders, his feigned indifference leaving Zhao Min feeling bewildered.

Lin Yaoxie faced the assembled officials and said in a deep voice, "More than a hundred years ago, I had just unified the world. At that time, I also had the two fairies of the Demon Clan, Wushuang and Mochou, manage the country for me, and the results were quite good. Since there is a precedent, and I am the most troublesome, let's follow the precedent."

The courtiers looked at each other, unsure of what to say.

Following the father's lead, the Prince of Ruyang, who had been kneeling upright, spoke up: "Min'er, since His Majesty is so kind as to accept, then you should not refuse. It is an honor for the three of us, father and daughter, to serve the Demon Emperor."

Prince Ruyang deliberately brought Wang Baobao along, which served as a reminder to Zhao Min. She nodded, sat on the long chair, and bowed gracefully to Lin Yaoxie: "Then Min'er will respectfully comply."

"That's more like it!" Lin Yaoxie laughed loudly. A dragon flew down from the dilapidated palace hall and landed steadily in front of Lin Yaoxie.

They had come and gone in a hurry just now, but now the ministers were able to see the full picture of the dragon up close.

Its body, over thirty meters long, was exceptionally large. Its head and upper body were lying in front of Lin Yaoxie, and its huge tail was still hanging on the roof.

Lin Yaoxie held the dragon's head with one hand and said to Zhao Min, "I'm going back to the Ancient Tomb first. Min'er, you also need to do your best to suppress the rebellions in various places. At the same time, spread the word that the incompetent emperor is dead, and the current Yuan Dynasty still represents the Ancient Tomb in maintaining the world."

"Yes, Min'er understands." Zhao Min raised her voice: "Min'er and her father respectfully see the Demon Emperor off."

The ministers quickly bowed and said, "Respectfully seeing off the Demon Emperor on his journey."

Amidst the farewells of the crowd, Lin Yaoxie smiled and glanced at Zhao Min. As he rode away on the dragon, he also gave Zhao Min a flying kiss.

Long was gone. Zhao Min stared blankly at the large hole above the palace, as if her heart had been captured by the flying beast and she had flown away with it.

Chapter 150: The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber [Chapter 4]

Zhao Min became the first female emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, and the second female emperor after Wu Zetian.

His father, the Prince of Ruyang, was not promoted. Wang Baobao continued to guard the western border.

Wang Baobao dared not go back, because Lin Yaoxie had even killed the former emperor with a single sword strike; would he go back to seek death?

However, Lin Yaoxie spared Wang Baobao out of respect for Zhao Min. After all, keeping the big dung beetle alive might come in handy later.

With the change of regime, the Yuan Dynasty returned to the ancient tombs. Seeing that there was no reason for unrest, the various armed forces in different regions eventually gave up.

The world was at peace again for a period of time.

Five years later, a sudden change occurred in the martial arts world. It was said that the Yitian Sword of the Emei Sect fell into the hands of the Ming Cult at Bright Peak.

The Butcher's Saber disappeared for twenty years. Although the appearance of Zhang Cuishan's family provided some clues about the saber, all leads were cut off again with Zhang Wuji's sudden disappearance.

As the saying goes in the martial arts world, the Dragon-Slaying Saber is the supreme weapon, commanding all under heaven with unparalleled might; without the Heaven-Reliant Sword, who can rival it?

This shows that the power of the Heaven-Slaying Sword is definitely no less than that of the Dragon-Slaying Saber.

However, compared to the Heaven-Slaying Saber, the Heaven-Slaying Sword is much more mysterious and makes people dare not even think about it.

It's mysterious because the Heaven-Slaying Sword has always existed, yet it has never been circulated in the martial arts world. It's also something no one dares to covet because many in the martial arts world know that the Heaven-Slaying Sword has fallen into the hands of the Emei Sect. The Emei Sect is a force that, apart from the Ancient Tomb Demon Clan, no one dares to provoke.

The founder of the Emei Sect, Fairy Wushuang, passed down the lineage fifty or sixty years ago, and it has now been passed down to the third generation, Abbess Miejue.

Although Miejue was just a nun, her domineering martial arts were said to be very similar to those of the first national teacher of Mongolia, Jinlun Fawang, more than a hundred years ago.

Of course they look very similar, because Extinction is Lu Wushuang's successor, and Lu Wushuang's Long Elephant Kung Fu is even purer than Black Long's.

Those in the martial arts world who witnessed Lin Yaoxie, Lu Wushuang, and Hei Long using the Long Elephant Skill were either dead or turned into wandering corpses. Therefore, those with some knowledge were mostly descendants of those who had seen Jinlun in action at the martial arts tournament.