Ye Futian had asked Nandou Wenshan if he was willing to be the emperor of the Nandou Nation.
Since when could the emperor of the Nandou Nation be decided by Ye Futian's words?
Even if Nandou Tai had entered the royal family, he wouldn't dare to have such thoughts. Emperor Luo aside, Luo Junlin had returned with strong cultivators from the Royal Xuan Temple. The Nandou Nation might even become the king of the Hundred Lands.
Ye Futian had asked Nandou Wenshan so casually.
"How dare you." Lord Luo stood up and pointed at Ye Futian. "Arrogant fool," he said coldly.
Ye Futian glanced at him and said, "Back at the Luo Palace, when I was fighting with Zhou Mu, did you sneak attack or the Art Saint?"
Back then, he didn't dare to ask. Now, he didn't care.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Lord Luo said coldly.
"I'll settle things with you later." Ye Futian glanced at him and then looked at Nandou Wenshan. "Uncle, Nandou Tai's branch will no longer exist. I won't let anyone who participated in what happened two years ago go. As long as you agree, you'll be in charge of the Nandou Nation after this. After the cleansing, the Nandou clan can still be the king."
Ye Futian couldn't destroy the entire Nandou clan. Hua Jieyu was a member of the Nandou royal family. There was also his masteress and uncle.
"Brother, this is the will of our ancestors. You should inherit it," Nandou Wenyin said.
Their words made everyone around serious. If Ye Futian was arrogant, what about Nandou Wenyin?
"Okay." Nandou Wenshan nodded. He was a member of the royal family. If he could control the Nandou Nation, he would be willing.
He also knew that Nandou Tai was ready to deal with him. He'd been watching him for the past two years. After returning from the Noble Plane, Nandou Tai's occasional glances were filled with murderous intent.
"Uncle, both you and Masteress were there that year. Help me point out all the people who participated in that incident," Ye Futian said.
"Okay." Nandou Wenshan continued nodding. He obviously knew that Ye Futian wouldn't let go of those who participated. That day was too tragic for Ye Futian.
He was in the Glory Plane alone and wanted to use his unparalleled talent to gain the clan's support. But Nandou Tai refused.
Then, Minister Hua and Nandou Tai ordered him to be killed.
At that time, Ye Futian was only a teenager. It was so sad.
On that day, Hua Jieyu was forced to stab herself with a sharp blade. In order to be with Ye Futian, she almost killed herself.
On that day, Elder Qin of the School of the Emperor Star played the Chaotic Nation. He used his life to play the Chaotic Nation. It was a great song. At the end of the song, he died. He was forced to death.
On that day, Yi Xiang, Ye Futian, Hua Fengliu, and the others were all hunted down and almost died together. If they were not lucky, they would not have been able to escape.
Now that Ye Futian was back, how could he let go of those people?
He had to kill Minister Hua, Nandou Tai, the headmaster of the School of the Emperor Star, and the others. The purge of the Nandou clan was inevitable.
"Where does your confidence come from?" Nandou Tai stood up and the pressure of the Noble Plane spread out. Terrifying noble will pressed towards Ye Futian. He wanted to see where Ye Futian's confidence came from.
"Silver Snow Guards, listen up," Ye Futian said.
"Yes." The nine strong cultivators stepped forward and stood behind Ye Futian. In an instant, the nine noble auras exploded at the same time. In an instant, a bone-chilling coldness covered the vast space.
"Nobles."
Everyone trembled in fear. The nine armored guards behind them were actually all Noble Plane cultivators.
Nandou Tai's face paled and his aura immediately weakened. He was already in the Noble Plane, but the nine people before him all had stronger will than him. How could he fight?
His body trembled slightly and he stared at Ye Futian.
No … he was not satisfied. He had just entered the Noble Plane, the Emperor Plane.
"Destroy Nandou Tai and Yan Shao first. I want them alive," Ye Futian said again. Then, there was a flash. He sat down cross-legged and the Guqin Life Spirit appeared.
Ye Futian placed his fingers on the strings and plucked. A sharp sound spread out, causing the space to tremble.
Many of the people present were guests at the Nandou clan two years ago. In an instant, they knew what Ye Futian was going to play.
Two years ago, Elder Qin had played his masterpiece, Chaotic Nation.
"With this song, I will send you off," Ye Futian said. By sending them off, he meant to send them on their way.
Hua Jieyu walked to Ye Futian and sat down. She watched him play quietly.
The sonorous sound spread out and continued to rise. It was as if he was not going to submit to fate and was fighting.
The scene from two years ago appeared so clearly in his mind.
Grandmaster had come on a crane and said, "Futian, today, I will teach you one last song."
Even at that moment, Grandmaster was still so peaceful and kind.
The nine nobles stepped out in the sound of the guqin. Nandou Wenshan and Nandou Wenyin walked to their sides.
"Everyone, cooperate and stay where you are. Don't move," Yi Xiang said, scanning the crowd. Said Yi Xiang, sweeping his gaze across the crowd. Everyone's hearts trembled violently, not daring to move recklessly.
Today, Ye Futian's group was here to collect a debt.
To collect a debt from two years ago.
The sharp sound was so ear-piercing. Many people in the Nandou clan felt fear from this song, including Nandou Tai. He looked at the nobles walking towards him and then at Nandou Wenyin. He said, "Wenyin, how did uncle treat you?"
Nandou Wenyin glanced at him coldly and said, "Back then, you ruined my life. Although I resented you, I still stayed in the Nandou clan because my surname is Nandou. However, I don't want my daughter to follow the same mistakes. But you wanted to control Jieyu's life. I said that I would betroth Jieyu to Futian. What did you do?
"Back then, Futian came to the Nandou clan at all costs and wanted to redeem himself. At that time, you still had a choice. If you were willing to support him, you could become the king of the Nandou Nation in the future. But what did you choose?"
"Kill. You wanted to kill Futian and almost forced Jieyu to death. All of this is unforgivable," Nandou Wenyin said coldly. "Cripple him."
"Wenyin, I'm your uncle …" Nandou Tai saw the nobles' aura enveloping his body. The terrifying coldness froze everything. It was the suppression of noble wills and planes. He couldn't resist at all. The difference was too great.
He felt that he couldn't move. His body seemed to be frozen and even his will was about to be frozen.
"No, I'm a noble." Nandou Tai trembled. He couldn't accept this.
The sonorous music entered his ears. It was so ear-piercing. At this moment, Nandou Tai seemed to think of that day when Elder Qin played Chaotic Nation.
He thought of the stubborn youth from two years ago. He was so outstanding but he still didn't choose him because he thought that killing Ye Futian would be much easier.
But what about now?
The cold spear pierced into his body bit by bit, pinning Nandou Tai to the throne. Facing the suppression of several high-level nobles, he couldn't resist at all.
Grunting, Nandou Tai's face was pale. He was in pain, regret, and fear.
Ye Futian said that the Nandou Clan would still exist. Nandou Wenshan would control the Nandou Nation and be the emperor.
The emperor that he dreamed of. He thought that when he became a noble, the position of emperor would be his.
All of this was like a beautiful dream.
He smiled sadly. If he supported Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu back then, would the Nandou Nation be his?
"Clan leader." Seeing Nandou Tai pinned to the throne, the people of the Nandou Clan paled in fear.
Yan Shao was even more terrified. He knew that Ye Futian could let go of anyone but him.
"Buzz." Yan Shao's figure flashed, and he wanted to escape.
However, a noble stepped forward. Ice covered the sky and ground, freezing Yan Shao on the spot. The space was frozen and Yan Shao became an ice sculpture.
The noble stepped forward and slammed his palm on the ice sculpture. The ice shattered but Yan Shao spat out a mouthful of blood. His internal organs seemed to be shattered and he fell from the sky.
In a short moment, Nandou Tai, the leader of the Nandou Clan, and Yan Shao, the leader of the Donghai Academy, were disabled.
Other than the music, the space was silent. This banquet seemed so ironic.
Today, all the powerful figures of the Donghai City came to congratulate Nandou Tai for becoming a noble. No one expected that they were here to send him off.
Fear appeared on Lord Luo's face. He looked at the scene in shock and his face paled.
He wasn't the only one. Mu Hong was filled with a deep sense of fear as well.
Back then, Hua Fengliu and Ye Futian begged him to take Ye Futian as his disciple. He rejected them and his children mocked him. Later, they had a conflict with Ye Futian.
But now, the young man he rejected as his disciple was probably as powerful as him. He defeated Nandou Ku with one strike.
What was more terrifying was his current background. He made the nine nobles listen to him.
How sad.
The person he rejected as a disciple, the person he mocked in his heart, was now not even qualified to get close to him.
Lin Xiyue looked at Ye Futian who was playing and was dazed. He was becoming more and more outstanding. Back at the Tingfeng Banquet, he was already outstanding enough. But a year later, he was already a legend.
Papa Lin glanced at his daughter and sighed silently. This girl was probably going to fall deeper and deeper. How could she accept anyone else in the future?
Shu Yuyan looked at Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu. She remembered how Hua Jieyu had looked when she missed Ye Futian in the School of the Emperor Star. She was like a girl in love. She laughed at Hua Jieyu then.
Looking at the two of them now, they were truly an immortal couple, a match made in heaven.
Only when they were together would people feel harmony.
Really, she wished them well.
The music continued and became louder. Screams came from the surroundings. Nandou Wenshan and Nandou Wenyin led the nine nobles and started a purge.
Two years ago, everyone who participated in the battle was killed without mercy.
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
