This was Ye Futian's palace, and only those closest to him could come here. Even though Xia Qingyuan was a princess, she should have sent someone to inform her instead of barging in.
Xia Qingyuan had not taken over Emperor Xia's Realm yet.
Seeing Ye Futian's cold eyes, Xia Qingyuan looked at him. This bastard was still as arrogant as ever. Did he not know that he had just been to the gates of hell?
"I have something to discuss with you." Xia Qingyuan landed and looked at the others. "You can all leave."
Zhuge Mingyue and Beitang Xing 'er looked at Xia Qingyuan, then turned and left. Loulan Xue also left, while Xia Qingyuan's people stood guard outside.
Ye Futian still sat there without getting up. If Xia Qingyuan had sent someone to inform him, he would have stood up to greet her. However, since she was so rude, he did not need to be so polite.
"Princess, you are treating this like your own home," Ye Futian said calmly. He, the host, had not said anything, and Xia Qingyuan had already asked him to leave.
Xia Qingyuan did not respond. Although they had not interacted much, she was already used to Ye Futian's attitude.
He was a proud person, just like her, but he did have the right to be.
She walked to Ye Futian and sat down, saying, "Don't you want to know why Saint Zhi dared to trade lives with you?"
Ye Futian looked up, and his eyes were sharp.
Jieyu had died in the Sacred War where the seven holy lands had surrounded the Holy Zhi Palace, but if it had not been for the nine mysterious cultivators who had appeared at the end and Saint Zhi himself, Jieyu would have been fine. He did not even need to reveal the will of the emperor to win the Sacred War. No one would have thought why a saint would want to trade lives with him.
If Saint Zhi had been faced with certain death, it would have been understandable for him to choose to die with him, like Zhou Yanwang. But in that battle, Saint Zhi was clearly far from reaching that point. This was completely inhumane. Ye Futian knew that there might have been people from the Upper Worlds involved later.
Ye Futian stared at Xia Qingyuan, waiting for her to continue.
"Saint Zhi had a son in the Noble Plane. He was born to Saint Zhi and one of his concubines. He did not die in the battle where the Holy Zhi Palace destroyed Zhisheng Cliffs. Both mother and son disappeared," Xia Qingyuan said.
"Who?" Ye Futian asked.
"The people of Emperor Xia's Realm don't have the guts. Do you know who discovered the imperial mausoleum?"
"You're from Emperor Li's Realm," Ye Futian said coldly.
"Be it my father or Emperor Li, they both have their own direct forces, and their children would also train their own people. Those nine great cultivators are the people of Li Yao, the Prince of Emperor Li's Realm." Xia Qingyuan replied, "Li Yao found Saint Zhi and promised to bring his children to Emperor Li's Realm to train. Saint Zhi knew that he had no other way out, so he decided to risk his life."
"Li Yao is the main culprit behind your wife's death."
"Emperor Li's Realm, Li Yao." Ye Futian's eyes were surprisingly calm, but the name was engraved in his bones. It was no wonder that he had such a grand lineup. He had sent out nine pinnacle sages and a set of divine implements. Since he was a descendant of Renhuang, it was not surprising at all. For Li Yao, divine implements were nothing.
However, with his current powers, while he could be considered invincible among sages, there was no way he could kill Li Yao.
Not to mention him, even if Xia Qingyuan wanted Li Yao dead, it would be difficult. He was the son of Renhuang, and his status was similar to Xia Qingyuan's.
"You destroyed the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Xihua Sacred Mountain, and the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean were forced to disband. Are you happy now?" Xia Qingyuan looked at Ye Futian and continued.
"What do you mean by that, princess?" Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyuan.
"The saints of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean have gone to the Upper Worlds to ask for forgiveness, and to apologize for the Sacred War," Xia Qingyuan said to Ye Futian.
This was the concession of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean. Obviously, the ending of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Xihua Sacred Mountain had frightened them.
They had been forced to disband the holy lands because they had no other choice. They had been around for many years, and it was not something that could be erased with just a word of disbandment. Moreover, from the attitude that Emperor Xia had shown, it was very likely that he thought highly of Ye Futian, and that was why he had ordered the news to be sealed. Under such circumstances, even though they were saints, they could not leave Emperor Xia's Realm, and they would have to face Ye Futian's revenge sooner or later.
Instead of trying to kill Ye Futian, it was better to ask for peace. After all, the risk of the former was too great. Compared to killing Ye Futian, they were more likely to die.
There was another way, and that was to rely on other stronger forces of the Upper Worlds. It also depended on whether those forces were willing to go against Ye Futian, who had unlimited potential for them.
Under such circumstances, asking for peace was undoubtedly the best choice. They had suffered heavy losses in the Sacred War, and too many of their cultivators had been killed. But the Sacred War was initiated by them, and they could not blame anyone. They could only accept it. Even if they hated each other, they had to think about the future.
"Apologize and ask for peace?" Ye Futian smiled sarcastically. "Do you think that I will agree, princess?"
"There is not much hatred between the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean and the Holy Zhi Palace. As far as I know, they participated in the war because Saint Ji promised to hand over the holy implement of the Endless Ocean, the Halberd of Time and Space, to the Endless Ocean after the victory of the Sacred War. In addition, the holy lands who obtained the imperial implement would each give up some divine implements in return for the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean to divide. Do you really want to kill them all?"
Xia Qingyuan said coldly. Ye Futian had already destroyed the three holy lands, and he would not let the Hall of Holy Light go. If the Endless Ocean was added to the mix, the seven holy lands would be reduced to ashes. For the Nine States, it would be a huge loss.
Although her father had said that Ye Futian alone was better than the Nine States.
But if he could stay, it was naturally better to stay.
"We have built an unnamed cemetery in the Holy Zhi Palace to commemorate those who died in the war. You can go and tell them what you want to say, princess." Ye Futian responded coldly, "Of course, if this is an order from Emperor Xia, I dare not disobey."
Xia Qingyuan's extremely beautiful eyes stared at Ye Futian. Ye Futian was the first person who dared to refute anything she said.
"The Halberd of Time and Space was passed down to the Ocean King, who was once the master of the Endless Ocean. Now that you have obtained it, it can be said that you have obtained the inheritance of the Ocean King. What if you become the master of the Endless Ocean and the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean submit to you?" Xia Qingyuan's voice was still cold. Although she said so, she had actually made concessions.
Letting Ye Futian become the new overlord of the Endless Ocean was better than letting all the holy lands of the Endless Ocean be destroyed.
"Not enough," Ye Futian responded indifferently.
"What other conditions do you have?" Xia Qingyuan asked coldly.
"I want the people of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean to come to the Holy Zhi Palace and declare their allegiance. Moreover, they must go to the cemetery in the Holy Zhi Palace. The saints of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean will lead everyone there to pay their respects and apologize." Ye Futian said coldly, "Moreover, this can only represent my opinion. Whether the people of the Holy Zhi Palace will agree or not, I will need to ask. If the Holy Zhi Palace does not agree, even if I am the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace, I will not make the decision on my own."
Xia Qingyuan stared at Ye Futian and saw his deep eyes staring back at her. He did not back down at all.
"One last thing. Due to the Sacred War last year, the Nine State Forum was not held. This year, we will make up for it. The Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State will be the host and hold this year's Nine State Forum. What do you think?" Xia Qingyuan said again.
"Sure." Ye Futian did not hesitate and agreed.
The Barren State had been weak for many years. Although it was said that it had risen, it was only in the top levels. The saints and the top sages were still severely lacking in the lower levels with outstanding talents. It was not something that could be done in a day. Under such a background, it required the efforts of generations.
The Nine State Forum was a very good environment. It could promote the cultivation of the people of the Barren State and the Holy Zhi Palace. Since it was beneficial to the Barren State, he naturally would not refuse.
Other than that, the reason why he was willing to compromise and agree to Xia Qingyuan's request for the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean to surrender was actually for this reason. Borrowing the cultivation resources of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean would allow the Holy Zhi Palace to improve even faster in the future. With the help of Saint Jiang, in a few decades, no matter what level the Holy Zhi Palace was at, it would not be inferior to any holy land in the Nine States.
He did all this, of course, not for himself, but for those who had fought alongside him, for those who had died in battle. This was what he should do.
"If the three holy lands agree to my previous conditions, and the people of the Holy Zhi Palace also agree, then the day of the three holy lands' surrender will be when the Nine State Forum is held." Ye Futian added. Xia Qingyuan said, "Don't you think that's a little too harsh?"
"Since they are surrendering, they naturally have to show their sincerity. Otherwise, what's the point of pretending to surrender?" Ye Futian replied.
Xia Qingyuan looked at that calm face and wanted to teach him a lesson. However, the battle in the Imperial Mausoleum and the Sacred War seemed to prove that she was indeed no match for Ye Futian.
After witnessing Hua Jieyu's death in that battle, she felt some sympathy for Ye Futian. But after the conversation, she really could not sympathize with this b * stard who did not know when to stop.
"Time?" Xia Qingyuan asked.
"Autumn Solstice," Ye Futian replied.
Xia Qingyuan stood up, flicked her sleeves, and turned around. With her back to Ye Futian, she said, "If you weren't so overbearing, perhaps it would be easier for people to get close to you."
"Farewell, Princess." Xia Qingyuan clenched her fists, then stepped forward and left without looking back.
Zhuge Mingyue and Beitang Xing 'er did not leave but waited outside. When they saw Xia Qingyuan walk out with a frosty expression, they said coldly, "Let's go."
With that, he soared into the sky.
Zhuge Mingyue had a strange expression on her face. What did Ye Futian do to make Xia Qingyuan so angry?
This guy is really troublesome. He doesn't even know how to build a good relationship with Xia Qingyuan. After all, she is the daughter of Emperor Xia.
"Lou Lan, summon the Palace Lords to the main hall of the Saint Palace for a discussion." Ye Futian said. Loulan Xue did not go far. Hearing Ye Futian's words, she responded and went in the direction of the Palace Lords.
Ye Futian also got up and walked out of the courtyard. Be it the matter of the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean or the Nine State Forum, he needed to ask the opinions of the Palace Lords and make some preparations. He also asked the people of the Holy Zhi Palace to see what they decided!
(End of Chapter)
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