123. Chapter 123: Amnesty!
Chapter 123 – Amnesty!
After the rain had cleared, the Immortal Cultivation Conference had resumed.
The Immortal Cultivation Realm hadn’t seen a Heavenly Tribulation for a long time, and before the Eye of Heavenly Tribulation suddenly descended, it almost didn’t scare those people into peeing their pants, and the ring battles were terminated.
When Zhao Yi arrived at the martial arts arena in his imperial chariot, there were still many young cultivators looking up at the sky from time to time, with a palpitating look on their faces, obviously stunned by the manic thunder dragon, and still fearful of the aftermath.
Seeing Zhao Yi come over, all the cultivators saluted him at the same time.
“Greetings, Your Highness the Crown Prince!”
There was no kneeling salute in the Grand Xia Imperial Dynasty.
Those cultivators messily clasped their fists haphazardly towards Zhao Yi, even if they had seen the salute.
Zhao Yi didn’t care either.
Casually waving his hand, Zhao Yi perfunctorily said, “All the Secretaries of Love, rise!”
The stage clamored again.
“Thank you, Your Highness!”
Yao Zhi and Linglong both stood left and right beside the imperial chariot to serve.
Zhao Yi raised his hand and Yao Zhi immediately comprehended the meaning.
He stepped forward and said loudly at the top of his voice, “His Highness the Crown Prince has an order.”
Hearing this, the chaotic martial arts arena immediately quieted down.
All of the cultivators looked at Zhao Yi at the same time, their gazes filled with searching colors.
The Zhao Imperial Clan had never interfered with the Immortal Cultivation Conference in the past.
Zhao Yi suddenly came over not knowing what he wanted to do.
Zhao Yi didn’t make them wait too long.
Linglong took out an imperial decree from her bosom, striding forward and unfolding it slowly.
Yao Zhi watched from the side, his old face filled with envy.
He had never even declared an imperial decree in front of so many people.
He also wanted to be in the limelight!
Linglong held her head high and looked around the crowd on the stage as she read aloud:
“Holy decree of the Great Xia Emperor: pardon the Chaotian Sect and other sects for their innocence, hereby!”
Linglong’s mood was very exuberant.
The holy decree was dictated by Zhao Yi and written by her pen.
The first time she wrote an imperial decree, Linglong was so excited that she almost couldn’t even write the words.
The jade seal was in Zhao Yi’s hand, and after Linglong finished writing it, she took it and stamped it herself.
This feeling was just too novel.
Linglong felt the taste of power for the first time.
She couldn’t help but start fantasizing about her future career as a power minister already.
Just as she was thinking, Linglong suddenly felt that something was wrong.
It was too quiet.
Linglong knew the Immortal Cultivation World very well.
She knew what kind of shock would be triggered in the Immortal Cultivation World after the release of this holy decree.
Yet there was no abnormal reaction now.
This was not right!
After Linglong finished reading, she put away the holy decree and looked towards the stage.
The entire martial arts arena was silent.
Everyone looked at each other with a look of dismay on their faces.
Linglong was first stunned, then quickly realized what was going on.
The content of the holy decree was too short!
Those idiots from the Immortal Cultivation Sect hadn’t even reacted yet.
Boom!
After figuring out the contents of the holy decree, everyone directly exploded!
Linglong nodded with satisfaction.
This is the right thing to do!
The sky is falling in the Immortal Cultivation World.
If these Immortal Cultivation Sects don’t react, there’ll be no more fun to watch.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, no!”
An old monk in a robe dashed to the high platform, his face red with anxiety.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
The old monk called out a Buddha’s name and said in an urgent voice, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, the poor monk is the head of the Lohan Hall of the Little Thunder Sound Temple, Hui Bank, the Chaotian Sect has jeopardized the cultivation world for 10,000 years, the crime is so heinous that it is punishable by death, and he can’t be pardoned by any means!”
Little Thunder Sound Temple?
Zhao Yi gave Hui Bank a deep look and nodded his head in an unnoticeable manner.
He would be going to Little Thunder Sound Temple soon.
This Hui Bank was the head of the Luo Han Hall of the Little Thunder Sound Temple, and he was a high-ranking cultivator of the Ninth Order Sacred King Realm, so his status in the Little Thunder Sound Temple shouldn’t be low.
If he was captured, he should be able to obtain quite a lot of important information.
While Zhao Yi was sizing up the old monk Hui Shan, Hui Shan was also observing him.
The news that Zhao Yi was going to pardon the Chaotian Sect at the Immortal Cultivation Conference had spread throughout the Immortal Cultivation World half a month ago.
During this time, the Immortal Cultivation Sects led by the Little Thunder Sound Temple had been going around killing the remaining members of the Chaotian Sect just to prevent them from appearing at the Immortal Cultivation Conference.
At the same time, Little Thunder Sound Temple had also contacted all the major sects in the Immortal Cultivation World, preparing to join forces to pressure Zhao Yi to end the idea of pardoning the Chaotian Sect.
Although this approach might anger Zhao, it was the lesser of two evils.
Compared to the impact that the reentry of the Chaotian Sect into the Immortal Cultivation World would have on the other sects, Zhao’s retaliation would be easier to accept instead.
But what everyone hadn’t expected was that Zhao Yi had gone against the grain.
He didn’t wait for the Immortal Cultivation Conference to end to directly announce the news at the beginning.
The Little Thunder Sound Temple and other sects were caught off guard.
Thus, although the old monk Hui Bank knew that he might annoy Zhao Yi, he still went up to the stage to persuade him to retract his order.
Little Thunder Sound Temple was in a different situation from the other sects.
When the Chaotian Sect returned to the Immortal Cultivation World, for the other sects, at most they would be given a portion of their cultivation resources.
For those small sects, with the addition of the Chaotian Sect as a shit-stirrer, the order of the Immortal Cultivation World was disrupted, and there might even be more chances to fish in troubled waters.
The Little Thunder Sound Temple, however, was like an enemy.
Zhao Yi’s guess was right, Little Thunder Sound Temple did have a connection with the world behind the Spirit.
“The destruction of the Spirit was the work of the Chaotian Sect.
If anyone in the Immortal Cultivation World knew the most about the Spirit, the Chaotian Sect was the second best, and no one dared to be the first.
Although the Little Leiyin Temple’s offerings to the “Spirit” were hidden, they definitely could not escape the eyes of the Chaotian Sect.
Although many sects have been secretly offering “spirits” in recent centuries, none of them have done it as blatantly as Little Thunder Sound Temple.
There is an unwritten rule in the Immortal Cultivation World that a sect that secretly enshrines “spirits” is the public enemy of the entire Immortal Cultivation World.
Once the Chaotian Sect returned, the Little Thunderclap Temple’s offering of “spirits” was bound to be exposed.
At that time, the entire Immortal Cultivation World would not be able to tolerate the Buddha Sect!
Thinking of this, Hui Bank’s eyes became more and more resolute.
“Amitabha Buddha!”
Huishi folded his hands, exhaled a Buddha’s name under his breath, and solemnly said to Zhao Yi, “Your Highness, what the poor monk said just now is the meaning of the entire Buddhist Sect, please think twice!”
As soon as the old monk Hui Xian’s words fell, a few more ninth-order Saint King realm cultivators flew up from the stage.
These people were all senior members of the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and had come in solidarity with Hui Bank.
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, my Sword Sect also means the same thing!”
“Our Weaponry Sect also thinks so!”
“All the disciples of the Pill Sect ask Your Highness the Crown Prince to think twice!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince, if you allow the Chaotian Sect to return, even if we agree, the demonic beasts of our Beast Harnessing Sect will not agree!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince think twice!”
These people were all great cultivators of the Ninth Order Saint King Realm, and all of them linked their auras together like a thick wall of qi that pressed towards Zhao Yi.
Yao Zhi and Linglong’s faces suddenly changed.
The two of them had very poor cultivation, and they were being suppressed by the powerhouses of the Ninth Order Saint King Realm, forcing them to almost gasp for air.
“Unbridled!”
Linglong’s face was pale, but her eyes were incomparably sharp.
She stared at the old monk Hui Bank who was in the lead and angrily rebuked, “How dare you and the others violate your superiors, aren’t you afraid of having your entire family beheaded?”
The moment these words came out, the other few cultivators’ aura immediately weakened.
If Linglong’s words were said before today, they might not care.
Zhao hadn’t killed anyone for hundreds of years, and many people in the Immortal Cultivation World had already forgotten about their terror.
But today was different.
Zhao Yi had just slaughtered hundreds of thousands of people from the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce headquarters.
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce has been Zhao’s dog for thousands of years, and Zhao Yi said to kill them all.
These sects in the Immortal Cultivation World were not as good as the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce in Zhao’s eyes.
If they really angered Zhao Yi, they might end up worse than the people of the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce!
The old monk couldn’t help but curse when he saw the other people’s hearts retreating.
These losers were all rotten slime that couldn’t stick to the wall.
It was these clans that Little Thunder Sound Temple had contacted before to eliminate the remaining members of the Chaotian Sect.
Once the Chaotian Sect returned, Little Thunder Sound Temple would certainly bear the brunt, but could these sects escape?
“Amitabha Buddha!”
The old monk stepped forward and said in a deep voice, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, the Chaotian Sect’s crimes are great and evil, destroying the Chaotian Sect is the common will of all the fellow practitioners in the Immortal Cultivation World, please think twice, Your Highness the Crown Prince!”
With these words, Hui Bank directly dragged those few clans down.
Although those few cultivators were annoyed that Hui Bank was pitting people, but the words had been said to this extent, they could only admit it with their heads.
“Crown Prince think twice!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince don’t offend the crowd!”
“Your Highness the Crown Prince is the Crown Prince of the Grand Xia Dynasty, it’s better not to meddle in the affairs of the Immortal Cultivation World!”
“The Grand Xia Imperial Court and the Immortal Cultivation World have always been well-watered by river water, Your Highness the Crown Prince’s action is indeed crossing the line!”
After these few people finished their words, those young disciples below the martial arts arena followed suit and clamored.
“Amitabha Buddha, the young monk feels that my head monk is right! The Chaotian Sect’s crime is so great that it truly cannot be pardoned!”
“The Grand Xia Prince can just mind the court’s business, what’s the point of meddling in the Immortal Cultivation World, his hand has been stretched too far!”
“The Immortal Cultivation World and the Grand Xia court do not interfere with each other, the Grand Xia Crown Prince has no right to pardon the Chaotian Sect!”
“What kind of a thing is the Grand Xia Crown Prince, to think that he still wants to stand on the head of the Immortal Cultivation World! Let’s give him face and call him a prince, if we don’t give him face who does he think he is!”
“I’ve heard that the Da Xia Zhao Clan are all a bunch of crazy people, the Crown Prince couldn’t have lost his mind and gone so far as to run to the Immortal Cultivation Conference and have hysteria. Hahahahahaha.”
Yao Zhi and Linglong’s faces were hard to see when they heard the murmurs from the stage.
Yao Zhi’s body was trembling all the time.
It wasn’t from anger, but from fright.
The Yao clan was the second most knowledgeable about Zhao in the entire world.
Second only to the Four Seas Dragon Clan.
Yao Zhi couldn’t help but want to curse as he looked at the cultivators who were clamoring in the martial arts arena.
This group of fools really remembered what they had done.
The Four Seas Chamber of Commerce’s previous lesson was right in front of his eyes.
Are they all deaf? Can’t they hear the news that the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce has been destroyed?
Did they think that their clan was stronger than the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce?
Or did they think that Zhao Yi had become less bold and only dared to kill the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce’s people, not daring to take action against them?
Yao Zhi now only hoped that when Zhao Yi killed someone, he would just kill these fools and never implicate the Yao Clan.
Linglong also wanted to curse.
This was the first time she had ever pronounced an order, the most glorious moment of her life.
As a result, these people dared to disobey the decree.
Linglong hated to break these people into pieces.
If she didn’t kill all of these people, her path to power would leave an indelible stain!
Yao Zhi and Linglong glared angrily towards the old monk Hui Bank and the others.
They opened their mouths to curse, but they were suppressed by those great cultivators of the Ninth Order Saint King Realm, unable to utter a single word.
Zhao Yi waved his hand, signaling the two to be at ease.
His gaze swept over the old monk Hui Bank and those Ninth Order Saint King Realms one by one before nodding gently.
Little Thunder Sound Temple, Sword Sect, Weaponry Sect, Medicine Sect, Beast Harnessing Sect .
All of these sects Zhao Yi had an impression of.
These clans were the biggest forces in the Immortal Cultivation Realm and the initiators of the Immortal Alliance.
In the original story, they were the ones who raised the male lead to the throne of the Immortal Alliance.
Zhao Yi had wanted to talk to them before, asking them to advance the position of the Immortal Alliance’s Lord to the male lead.
That way, Zhao Yi would be able to complete his mission ahead of time.
Now, it seemed that this path probably wouldn’t work.
These people have tempers, and they don’t seem to be very talkative.
Zhao Yi couldn’t help but wonder how the male lead got the position of the Immortal Alliance’s Lord from them in the original story.
Could it be that the “spirit” was behind it?
It’s very possible!
Zhao Yi remembered that the hero had only been in contact with the “spirit” of the altar for a while, and then he was able to control the “spirit” very quickly, and his heart was suddenly moved.
The male lead’s relationship with the “spirit” was unusual, so maybe he had a connection with the world behind the “spirit” as well.
“This is the male lead, he really has his hand in everything!”
Zhao Yi was envious in his heart.
Then, he looked at the few people in front of him and said expressionlessly, “That old monk lone is still useful, leave him a life and kill all the rest!”
The moment these words came out, Hui Bank and the others’ faces changed at the same time.
They were just about to say something when they saw the void behind Zhao Yi tremble and hundreds of silhouettes emerged.
These people were all at the lowest cultivation level of the eighth stage of the Sacred Realm.
Hundreds of top grand cultivators appeared at the same time, and the originally noisy martial arts arena instantly quieted down.
Those young cultivators stared blankly at the blackened Great Cultivators above their heads, each one of them pale and trembling with fear.
“How, how is this possible?”
“Only a cultivator of the Eighth Order Sacred Realm can be hidden in the void, these are cultivators of the Eighth Order Sacred Realm?”
“Impossible, absolutely impossible!”
“The entire Immortal Cultivation World combined doesn’t have this many Eighth Order Saint Entry Realm cultivators, where did Zhao get so many people?”
“Master, you’re a 9th Order Saint King Realm cultivator, quickly kill those people!”
Hearing the shouts of murder from the young disciples under the stage, Hui Bank and the others’ eyelids jumped violently and their faces twisted.
Those who didn’t know were fearless.
Those young disciples were too far behind in cultivation to perceive the terror of these people.
As soon as these guards appeared, Hui Bank and the others felt that they were simultaneously locked by hundreds of great cultivators of the Ninth Stage Saint King Realm.
Not to mention killing these people, they didn’t even dare to move a single finger for fear of being attacked by a mountain of those people.
Old Monk Hui Bank coughed lightly, and a smile worse than crying appeared on his face.
He folded his hands and said dryly, “Your Highness the Crown Prince, there is something to discuss!”
Zhao Yi nodded, “Don’t worry, I won’t kill you.”
Hui Bank had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen, and his entire body flew straight out.
Zhao Yi retracted his fist and a cold look appeared on his face.
“How dare you threaten me in front of me, you really think I don’t have a temper!”
After saying that, he waved his hand.
“Do it, kill them all!”
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(End of chapter)