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"Are you asking about those people? The figures with white fox masks in the royal procession are underage members of the royal family. They don't have much ability to protect themselves right now, so naturally they won't reveal their faces casually. As for those figures completely shrouded in white veils, they are the most peripheral members of the royal family. It can be said that except for the time when everyone needs to be present for ancestral worship, no one will pay attention to their existence at other times."

Seeing the little fox raise a question, Auntie began to explain some things about the Xia Yu royal family to Su Yan.

The royal family members originated from the Xia Yu Emperor clan. Although they carried the name of the Xia Yu royal family, apart from having no worries about food and clothing, being able to enter the court as an official starting from the fifth rank, and obtaining some conveniences and cultivation techniques, the royal family members could not be as unrestrained as Princess Wuxi in other aspects.

The main power in the royal family still lies with the heirs, and the followers of the Nightmare Suppression Cult want to push them to the throne.

But the heirs denied it outright, practically kneeling before Emperor Wusheng, crying and clinging to his legs, saying: "Those treacherous people want to frame us. Our loyalty to Your Majesty is renowned far and wide. We are royals in life, and even in death we will be Your Majesty's loyal followers."

The Nightmare Town cult prophesies: The stinking fox is unworthy of his position.

The successor kings loudly proclaimed: "In the beginning, Emperor Yu of Xia was just a poor boy. If it weren't for Empress Su's support, there would be no Yu of Xia today!"

May the glory of His Majesty the Emperor Wusheng shine eternally upon Yu the Great!

"Hahaha, this is hilarious! The Nightmare Town Cult wants to push the heir of the royal family to the throne, while those heirs wish the Nightmare Town followers would just die on the spot," Auntie said, unable to help but laugh.

If the Nightmare Suppression Sect said anything, the heir apparent and the royal family would immediately jump up and refute it with three or five sentences, and then rush to the palace overnight to express their loyalty to Emperor Wusheng.

Although this happened a long time ago, that period of time is still passed down among storytellers.

It is said that at the height of the conflict, the followers of the Nightmare Town had just posted a notice that His Majesty's ascension to the throne was illegitimate when the soldiers sent by the successors posted a notice below it refuting the illegitimate ascension and providing reasoned explanations as to why Emperor Wusheng could claim the throne.

During that period, the city of Xia Yu was filled with reports of arguments between the Nightmare Town Sect and the successors, which flooded the main city of Xia Yu. It took a long time to clean up afterwards.

The bulletin board was thus created; any information not posted on the bulletin board was considered false advertising.

"Those nobles really know how to have fun."

Su Yan, who was enjoying a massage while lying on the vines, complained about the royal family's shameful past. However, when he thought about the fact that they were facing the Wusheng Emperor who had fought on the battlefield, their cowardly behavior was not entirely incomprehensible.

The conversation and banter between Su Yan and her aunt will not affect the ongoing Xia Yu Ancestral Ceremony.

Although the imperial city was much larger than the main city, those who could attend the ancestral worship procession were no ordinary people. With their ability to travel several miles with each step, it did not take them long to walk from the city gate to the central altar.

Emperor Wusheng stood at the very front of the altar, followed by the Three Masters in the second row. Then came the princes of different surnames and their successors at the very back. The other members of the royal family and court officials did not step onto the altar, but instead stood on a platform one step away from it, forming two lines according to their rank and status: the royal family and the officials.

The ancestral worship ceremony is held every year, and everyone knows their place, so it has not caused any disturbances.

Everyone, including Emperor Wusheng, seemed to be used to holding routine events.

Su Yan sat below the platform, looking at the seven ghosts sitting on the edge of the altar talking to each other, and then tried to look up at the highest point, the Emperor Wusheng, wanting to catch a glimpse of his face.

But he just couldn't lift his head. Su Yan tried not to look at the Emperor Wusheng raising his head, and his head immediately obeyed.

When I try to scan the area horizontally, it feels like my mind and eyes are hitting a wall.

Faced with this, Su Yan could only give up helplessly. The Unborn Emperor truly deserved the title of immortal in the mortal world. She didn't want others to be unable to even see her. She was a real big shot.

"solitary!"

Emperor Wusheng fiddled with the altar for a while, then picked up the prayer text on the altar and began to read it aloud.

At the same time, a voice identical to that of the Unborn Emperor began to translate his difficult-to-pronounce words in unison:

"I am the Emperor of No Life. Under my protection, Xia Yu has the wind and rain he desires this year. If I wish for wind to blow at noon, it will blow at noon. If I wish for rain to fall at midnight, it will not be delayed until dawn. If it cannot do so, drag the mountain god out and behead him!"

"On the land where the banner of Yu the Great was planted, I, the Emperor Wusheng, have the final say!"

After Emperor Wusheng finished reading the first sentence, which consisted of a dozen or so words, Sister Xi'er beside him deciphered nearly a hundred words. Even those who had never been to school could understand the meaning behind Emperor Wusheng's words.

Emperor Wusheng glanced indifferently at Jiuyou, offering no further comment, and continued reading. At the same time, Sister Xi'er also spoke:

"This year is another great year. Today, I'm leading my sect members to show our ancestors that we have three thugs at the Tribulation Transcending stage, four bandit leaders at the Void Refining stage, and sixteen henchmen at the Integration stage!"

"There are also assassins from the Demon Suppression Division, but their identities need to be kept secret so we won't reveal them to you for now."

"I won't mention the names of those who have just entered the Earth Immortal realm and those who are half-step Earth Immortals for now. Anyway, I've tied them all to Xia Yu's ship. Next year, if anyone displeases me, I'll make sure their whole family dies with their eyes wide open in disbelief!"

Emperor Wusheng's original words were: Today, I have led all the officials of the court to fulfill the wishes of our ancestors. Now, the Xia Dynasty has gradually moved from the primitive and ignorant era to a prosperous and powerful one. Under my leadership and that of the officials, it will become even stronger.

"But I have to mention that this year, because it's almost the end of the year, we need to rush to complete the procedures... cough cough."

The translation of Xi'er's words, which were flowing smoothly, was interrupted when the ghost next to her, whose face was covered by a white cloth with the word "anger" written on it, slapped her and became increasingly excited.

The Xia Yu New Year celebrations, ancestral worship, and military drills were all man-made historical events, primarily intended to enhance the people's sense of belonging to the Xia Yu Dynasty.

Ancestor worship is indeed just a formality; everyone knows it without needing to say it out loud.

"In short, after the New Year, I will personally chop off their heads with the guillotine!"

Sister Xi'er succinctly condensed the content of the Emperor Wusheng's speech, which had been over a hundred words, into about twenty words.

Emperor Wusheng glanced at Sister Xi'er again, but still did not offer any opinion.

"I have finished speaking. It's almost noon already. Since everyone is here, let's sit down, have a good meal, and prepare to watch the upcoming imperial martial arts competition!"

"Although I think they are really weak, they are all the future. Whether they are from our Xia Yu sect or other sects, or independent cultivators without a sect, it wouldn't be surprising if they were to dig up someone's ancestral grave and ascend to immortality in the future."

The cultivators in the imperial city who were participating in the ancestral ceremony were originally sitting upright with their eyes fixed straight ahead, but after hearing the "heartfelt words" of Emperor Wusheng, they all couldn't hold back for long.

As everyone knows, the Wusheng Emperor is a cultured person, and her speech is always literary and difficult to pronounce.

But from some point onward, whenever Emperor Wusheng opened his mouth to read or announce something, everyone would hear a simultaneous translation in their minds. Emperor Wusheng on the stage was speaking in a way that was difficult for everyone to understand, while in their minds, a translation similar to a detailed explanation would appear.

Not only when announcing news, but even when instructing members of the royal family, the originally complex and tedious content is simplified to the point that everyone can understand.

Xia Yu's officials and cultivators who frequently participated in ancestral sacrifices did not find the way Emperor Wusheng spoke strange.

Everyone has gotten used to it, and they prefer this kind of plain language that everyone can understand.

It has to be said that Xia Yu is really amazing; he found two more Nascent Soul stage cultivators without anyone noticing.

A cultivator in the Integration Stage is commonly known as a "Land Immortal".

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 112 Right Protector's Reputation

After Emperor Wusheng finished reading the sacrificial text, the ancestral worship ceremony proceeded to the banquet, where the Xia Yu Dynasty paid for everyone to have a simple meal. Then came the opening ceremony of the imperial martial arts demonstration.

The imperial martial arts demonstration continued until evening, and then the first day of the ancestral worship ceremony ended with the sound of fireworks and firecrackers.

The same thing happened the next day. The imperial martial arts competition lasted for seven days, and the winner received his prize during the Lantern Festival.

After the ancestral worship ceremony was completed, the steps that were originally for Emperor Wusheng and the court officials to stand on were also displaced, transforming directly into thick tree branch trusses at the highest point of the imperial city, allowing Emperor Wusheng to obtain the best view of the battle.

........................

Just as the ancestral worship ceremony had ended and the banquet was about to begin in the imperial city.

In Xia Yu City, a red fox squatting at the office of the Demon Suppression Bureau opened its eyes, its gaze blank. A large number of pre-set scenes appeared before its eyes: the failure of the Jade Rabbit transportation plan, the death of Hall Master Wu Yu, and the Demon Suppression Bureau's comprehensive investigation of foxes in the main city of Xia Yu.

Hehehe

The newborn red fox, whose intelligence had not yet developed, revealed a human-like smile and said, "Old fools, didn't you expect me to be hiding inside the mother fox's fetus?"

The red fox's face showed pleasure, and there was no spiritual energy or soul fluctuation on its body. It was just like a very ordinary hybrid red fox that was less than two months old.

However, the creature hidden within the red fox is one of the left and right protectors of the Nightmare Town Sect in the Central Province, whose cultivation is second only to the sect leader of the Nightmare Town Sect. His name is Chongming.

Chongming stood up upright, shook his young fox arms and back, then landed on all fours and ran straight toward the Demon Suppression Bureau's warehouse. He didn't encounter any powerful Demon Suppression Bureau cultivators along the way.

The Left Protector is playing hide-and-seek with the Demon Suppression Division, while the Hall Master is scattering and causing destruction, temporarily tying down the Ministry of War and some of the Demon Suppression Division's envoys. In addition, the Imperial City is holding the Xia Yu Ancestral Sacrifice, so as long as Chongming does not reveal his cultivation level and aura, he will not be discovered.

Chongming was very familiar with the internal workings of the Demon Suppression Division, and even knew the loopholes and flaws in the formation. Without using his own magic power, he only needed a spirit stone to cast a control seal on the restrictions of the warehouse and open a door.

Chongming, with the spirit stone he had obtained from the flower bushes in his mouth, ran into the Demon Suppression Bureau's warehouse, paying no attention to the treasures and secret manuals displayed on the shelves. His figure disappeared directly into the darkness as he continued forward. The warehouse, which covered less than sixteen acres, seemed to have no end.

Chongming ran wildly through the warehouse without encountering any obstacles or hearing any sounds.

Chongming was not surprised by this, because the Zhenmo Si warehouse was connected to a prison in another dimension.

The demons suppressed by the demon-suppressing sects are not the disciples of the Nightmare Suppression Sect; ordinary Nightmare Suppression sects are not worthy of such a luxurious prison.

His purpose was to go to the prison and deliver an item to the man to help him break free from the prison's constraints.

"Hey"

A deep, aged sigh rang out, and an old man leaning on a cane emerged from the shadows, blocking Chongming's path and saying, "Xia Chongming, why can't you be more flexible? What's the point of letting you awaken the Nightmare Town Master?"

"Wouldn't it be better to let bygones be bygones?"

The old man with a cane blocked Red Fox's path and gave Xia Chongming a stern warning in a low voice.

“I ask you, how are we supposed to give up? There’s no way forward or backward for us. We’re like pitiful creatures stranded on an isolated island. The only path we had was cut off because of your obstruction.”

Xia Chongming squatted on the ground. The flesh on the back of the young fox gradually split open, and a black arm stained with the blood of the red fox emerged from the cavity. The hand covered with dragon scales gripped the ground heavily and pulled his body out.

Xia Chongming's figure gradually emerged, his upper body covered in jet-black dragon scales, phoenix feathers growing from his back, his head resembling half human and half beast, and his lower body resembling a certain canine creature with bent knees.

Seeing this, the old man slightly raised his eyelids and said, "For the sake of our clan and your past contributions, if you withdraw now, I can pretend nothing happened. Don't make an irrational choice because of your greed."

The reason why the Nightmare Suppression Technique is listed as taboo is because it can infinitely devour innate divine abilities and take over the innate divine abilities of the demon race. However, when the caster attempts to possess a demon race's body, the demon race's soul will also be possessed.

Those foreign spirits will take root in the spirit of the spellcaster, exerting a continuous and irreversible influence on it.

Therefore, the day the method of suppressing nightmares is perfected is also the day the practitioner dies.

It is common for spellcasters to be possessed by external spirits, rendering all their efforts futile, or for their spirits to collapse due to the inability to withstand the influence of other spirits.

Xia Chongming glanced at his current appearance, then looked up at the old man in front of him and said, "Your Highness, do you see? My current appearance is all thanks to you. But I do not resent your royal family. In fact, I have always been grateful for the Nightmare Suppression Method you bestowed upon me. The Nightmare Suppression Method you improved is really very effective."

As he spoke, Xia Chongming's face gradually turned ferocious: "But your biggest mistake was that you blocked us when we were about to succeed. You killed King Yu!"

"Your Highness, do you still intend to stop us now?"

The old man did not speak, but slowly picked up the "cane" hidden in the shadows, raised his hand to grasp his shoulder and drew out the long sword inside. A ripple spread outward from the old man, enveloping and swallowing him up. The old man's figure seemed to gradually grow taller and return to the appearance of a young man.

The prince's gaze gradually turned cold, and countless sword shadows and blade flashes brought forth endless blood shadows.

Xia Chongming, the right protector who broke into the Demon Suppression Prison, couldn't even block the old man's sword and died instantly.

The longsword, etched with images of mountains, rivers, and stars, returned to its sheath.

The Demon Suppression Prison returned to calm. The old man, leaning on his cane, slowly walked inside and sat down on a futon in front of a giant golden door. He placed his cane on his lap, glanced behind him, and sighed.

Behind the golden door lies an iceberg and an endless expanse of darkness.

The roars and howls echoed in the darkness. The two colossal beasts, eternally frozen within the iceberg, exuded a suffocating sense of oppression. The white fox, with its nine tails pointing skyward and a ferocious expression, tore at the dragon-shaped beast. During their battle, the two were frozen in ice and remained in their original forms as they were transferred to the Demon Suppression Bureau's prison for guarding.

The old man closed his eyes again and fell into a deep sleep, no longer paying attention to anything behind the golden door.

Yu the Great did indeed take a wrong turn, but his mistakes have been corrected.

However, the sins committed in the past will not be so easily forgotten with the passage of time. The world behind the golden door is the dark and turbulent history of the Xia Dynasty under Yu the Great.