The Steward Demonic Emperor

Chapter 1275: Can’t Take It

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Crack~

The sharp sound of whips echoed in the Luo clan’s wide gardens, where a dozen poles were placed with Luo Yunchang and the other high officials tied up to them.

They all looked pale and bleeding, but their eyes were firm.

Pa!

Xu Tianchuan cracked the whip once more, then threw it away like a child, “Elder brother, I’ve whipped them hundreds of times. I’m tired!”

“Tired? That’s nowhere near enough. All elders of the Sacred Mountains laugh at us. The great Sacred Mountains disciples ended up running in circles in the Eight Emperors’ lands. We are too ashamed to go back as we are.” 

Xu Tianchuan turned a savage grin to his victims, “This is all because of them. The Eight Emperors’ lands think they’re governed by the Luo clan, not Sacred Mountains. The Luo clan usurped power and must suffer!”

“But Mountain Lord He said not to kill them.”

“That’s why we’re only venting on them.”

Xu Tianchuan held out his hand in anger, “Just give me the whip. I’ll do it this time!” 

Qu Xiangfeng sighed and handed it over. Xu Tianchuan used his two hands to test the whip around then turned his vicious gaze on the helpless people.

He approached a girl and nodded, “You.”

Xu Tianchuan swung back and let it fall. Luo Yunchang panicked, “Stop! She’s just a child! She can’t take your hits. I’ll take her place!”

“It’s because she can’t it’ll be her torture.”

Xu Tianchuan cackled, “Whipping Spirit Kings’ tough bodies won’t make you feel a thing. Only this young girl with low cultivation will have a full taste of pain, ha-ha-ha…”

Whoosh!

The whip flicked in action.

Luo Yunchang panicked, “Sifan!”

The girl had long since lost consciousness and couldn’t hear her.

A muffled sound came just then and the whip halted in the air.

Xu Tianchuan flinched and found Zhuo Fan holding it.

He had a hard face, while Danqing Shen and the rest looked ready for war.

They’d been gone for a couple of months yet someone made a mess of their clan? Intolerable!

“Zhuo Fan!”

Luo Yunchang and Xu Tianchuan cried out at the same time. The first was of joy while the second was of anger and shock for not noticing when a bug took his whip.

Zhuo Fan glared and muttered, “None in the Eight Emperors’s lands would mess with the Luo clan. The Sacred Mountains can’t reach us either, unless they’re the entitled puppeteered pricks got wilder and came here for a fight. The odds of that happening are next to zero, rather than enjoying their happy lives. So why… humph, to think it’s actually you.”  

“Zhuo Fan, you have some nerve. You dared to use us for puppets!”

Xu Tianchuan roared, “I’m going to kill you for your treachery, even if Mountain Lord He promised not to kill the Luo clan. You must die!”

Xu Tianchuan shot for Zhuo Fan with bloodlust, a palm to the face.

Zhuo Fan merely grabbed Xu Tianchuan’s hand, startling Qian Qiu and Wu Qianqiu. It was beyond their comprehension how a peak Emperor like Xu Tianchuan could be grabbed like that.

Xu Tianchuan was stunned then baffled. He then noticed the iron grip holding him and how powerless he was.

Zhuo Fan ignored their shock, “Mountain Lord He? 6th Mountain Lord, He Xiaofeng’s dad?”

“That’s right, now let go before you’re dead.” Xu Tianchuan replied while attempting to yank his hand free.

Zhuo Fan’s hand shook and Xu Tianchuan lunged forward. A bang followed as Zhuo Fan slapped him to pieces, Xu Tianchuan’s body exploding in a shower of blood and flesh.

Sss~

The other two gasped and shivered, “Y-you killed a Sacred Mountains disciple! Are you suicidal?”

“Our fate is not up to you to decide.”

Zhuo Fan showed a vicious smile, “Since you won’t be there to see it.”

Zhuo Fan gave Danqing Shen a look and the Sword Kings unleashed their deadly sword arts on the two.

An Emperor stage Sacred Mountains disciple had the advantage with the superior skills and cultivation method, but that was gone when facing Sword Kings who inherited the a Sovereign’s legacy.

In a blink, the two breathed their last and were reduced to pieces.

Zhuo Fan signaled the men to release the people on the pillars, while he went to untie Luo Yunchang and the girls. His heart bled at their wounds, “What happened? Where’s Yunhai and Qingcheng?”

The girls looked away and Zhuo Fan understood, “Did Mountain Lord He seal your cultivation? There’s no way those three could’ve captured you…” 

“It’s because sister Yunchang worried about your plans.”

Shuang’er glared at him, “I was about to fight when the trio began attacking, but sister Yunchang blocked us, not wanting to expose us and ruin your plan. Since they only wanted to hurt us and not kill us, it wouldn’t matter.” 

Zhuo Fan was lost, looking at Luo Yunchang’s happy face, “I was just too worried about your plans. Since we knew nothing, we couldn’t do anything to ruin them. Now Qingcheng and Yunhai are now on the 6th Sacred Mountain. If we had attacked those pricks, then the Sacred Mountains would notice and ruin everything.”

“So we held in this little torment, for the bigger picture. We’d discuss what to do when you came back, rather than have all our work fail.”

“Young miss, you’re still the same, looking at the future, the bellwether of the Luo clan. Even without Yunhai around, you can lead the Luo clan with no problem.” Zhuo Fan praised. 

Luo Yunchang’s eyes shone, looking at the pieces on the ground, “By the looks of it, has Steward Zhuo’s machination come to fruition?”

“Not quite, but now I can’t take it anymore.”

Zhuo Fan’s eyes burned with rage, “Since the Mountain Lord came for us, we have no choice but to fight. Li Jingtian, Qiu Yanhai…”

“Sir!”

“Rush to the Dragon Lands and confirm the situation. No matter the preparations, they are to march to the Sacred Mountains. The Eight Emperors’ lands are now safe, leaving only flanking the Sacred Mountains. Isn’t this what they’ve always been waiting for? Any longer and the Sacred Mountains will take the Eight Emperors’ lands and will make things worse for the Dragon Lands. Make them come to a quick decision, even if it means only a couple hundred experts of assistance.” 

“Understood!” The two flew away.

“Xue Qingjian, Heaven and Earth Sages!”

“Sir!”

“Send all the men of the Luo clan to announce that the Sacred Mountains’ wretched act of stealing the Eight Emperors’ lands’ resources and cutting the future of common cultivators. That they’re sending people to mess with the Eight Emperors’ lands and treat us all like slaves. They are practicing vile arts and raising us to become their materials. They are behind all the missing people from the start and the mad Eight Emperors recently. Pin everything on the Sacred Mountains. With those three pricks setting an example, the people have had enough of the Sacred Mountains. They’ll believe anything at this point.”

Zhuo Fan gave an evil grin, “I want the Sacred Mountains’ name dragged through the mud and then some!”

“Understood!” The three got to work.

Luo Yunchang frowned, “The Sacred Mountains are too strong. Even with the Eight Emperors’ lands believing us, the people would never voice their anger.”

“I know, but I don’t need them in the war, just to side with us ideologically. They also need a leader.”

Zhuo Fan smirked, “Young miss, declare that the Mountain Lord He abducted Yunhai and say that we’ll have justice. Declare war!”

[War?]

Luo Yunchang was worried, “Then we’ll soon be fighting for real. Isn’t it too early to start when the dragons have yet to send word?”

“Don’t worry, declaring war won’t mean an immediate war.”

Zhuo Fan smirked, clenching his fists, “I’ll have all of the Sacred Domain and the Sacred Mountains regard us with caution at the declaration of war…”