The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 69 - Grant Him Death!

Kneeling on one knee, it slightly bowed its head in utmost respect.

“Reporting to Your Majesty, as per your instructions, they have all been suppressed to kneel,

please distribute the punishment!”

Following it, all the stone statues sheathed their stone swords and knelt to the ground.

They faced the direction of the sedan chair.

“Please distribute the punishment!”

“Please distribute the punishment!”

“Please distribute the punishment!”

Zhao Tianyang’s mouth dripped with blood, his whole body trembling.

The golden stone statue’s power was too strong, so strong that it left him with no strength to resist!

“All the Sword Slave’s fault!”

He deeply hated the Sword Slave in the Red Cloak, wishing desperately for the other’s death.

If he had known the other had such a trump card,

there was absolutely, absolutely no way he would have dared to trouble them.

*Was he going to kill me now?* He looked towards the direction of the sedan chair, heart filled with fear, compounded by the intense pain in his body.

Thud!

His head hit the ground.

“Father, come save me!”

He cried out in utter despair!

As his cries echoed, a figure suddenly appeared at the gate of Zhujian Mountain Villa.

It was a middle-aged man, dressed in a black robe, with white eyebrows and black hair.

His face was solemn as he surveyed the scene.

His gaze settled on that golden stone statue.

His brow furrowed as he finally looked at his son, Zhao Tianyang.

The state Zhao Tianyang was in made his expression quite ugly.

“I am Zhao Mo, the current Manor Master of Zhujian Mountain Villa.

May I ask who has arrived?” he asked with cupped fists.

Although Zhao Tianyang was severely injured, Zhao Mo did not immediately get angry,

because he wasn’t a young and reckless person, understanding the importance of the situation.

As far as he could see,

Li Wan Hua standing beside the sedan chair exuded an extraordinary aura, clearly not an ordinary presence.

Not to mention the sedan carriers, whom he recognized as the two Saint Heirs of the Daoist Sect,

Qing Feng and Qing Yun.

He wouldn’t dare make the Saint Heirs carry a sedan,

and since someone inside the sedan had made them do it, one could imagine the status of the other party and the powerful faction backing them!

Zhujian Mountain Villa had been in decline for a hundred years and had no way to counter such a powerful entity.

So Zhao Mo chose to endure!

He didn’t want the thousand-year legacy of the Zhujian Mountain Villa to be destroyed by his hands!

“My master’s name is not for you to know!”

Cold arrogance!

Dominance!

Disdain!

Zhao Mo’s face became even uglier as he slightly clenched his fists.

“Father, hurry and save me!

If you don’t save me soon, I’m going to die!”

As Zhao Mo was contemplating, Zhao Tianyang cried out.

His leg bones were completely broken, causing him to spasm in pain!

“Save you?” *Zhao Mo wanted nothing more than to save him.*

But he was contemplating how to save, how to conclude the situation.

Should he endure, setting aside the reputation of Zhujian Mountain Villa?

Or should he act out of fury, avenging his son?

If handled improperly, the thousand-year legacy of Zhujian Mountain Villa would be reduced to ruins.

Just then, his eyes caught the sight of the first-layer curtain of the sedan lifting, revealing several familiar faces within.

The Sword Sect’s First Disciple, Ling Hu Chongtian!

The Demon Path demoness, Chu Meier!

There were also the Zhan Family’s direct descendants, Zhan Tianyi and Zhan Wuchang!

Moreover, a translucent form, neither human nor a monster.

Divine Race!

He immediately understood!

“You insolent child, do you still not realize your mistake!” Zhao Mo directly scolded.

Seeing the people inside the sedan, there wasn’t a single faction behind them that Zhujian Mountain Villa could contend with alone.

Let alone combined.

Zhujian Mountain Villa would be obliterated in an instant!

At this moment, he dared not act impudently, enduring all humiliation.

*His son was beaten, and what could that do?*

*Should he let Zhujian Mountain Villa be destroyed?*

*Moreover, that golden figure gave him an odd feeling,* Zhao Mo thought silently.

These reasons led him to a choice!

Endure and endure again!

Zhao Tianyang was stupefied.

“Father, it was me who got beaten!

Look at me, how pitiful I am!” he cried bitterly.

Utterly aggrieved!

Zhao Mo approached and gave Zhao Tianyang a slap with a backhanded blow.

“Beaten?

I know you well enough.

If it wasn’t you who started the trouble, would this situation have arisen?” he scolded.

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Zhao Tianyang lowered his head at that moment, seemingly beginning to understand why his father was doing this.

“Tianyang, endure this, we cannot afford to offend them temporarily.

Remember, acquiring the World-shocking Divine Sword is what truly matters right now!

As long as you have the World-shocking Divine Sword, you still have the potential to lead Zhujian Mountain Villa into prosperity!

Don’t cut off your path for such a trivial matter now!” Zhao Mo communicated secretly.

Zhao Tianyang nodded.

“Quickly apologize to them!” Zhao Mo pointed to the sedan and ordered Zhao Tianyang.

He didn’t need to know what happened, only what needed to be done now.

“I’m sorry, it was my fault!

I’m sorry…” Zhao Tianyang knelt on the ground, facing the sedan.

Zhao Mo breathed a sigh of relief.

“My son has grown up, become sensible,” he thought.

Then he also bowed facing the sedan.

“My son offended you all, it’s my failure as a father.

I apologize to all of you here.

I’m sorry!” Zhao Mo bowed ninety degrees, offering a sincere apology.

“To show my sincerity, today within Zhujian Mountain Villa,

if any of you fancy a sword and can make it submit,

whichever sword you choose, you’re free to take it.

I will not stop you!” he continued.

“I hope all of you can let today’s incident pass!”

The streaks of light vanished, and the stone statues were retracted by Yang Yan.

“All faults were instigated by that one person.

I, grant him death!” Yang Yan said calmly.

A stream of Profound Qi shot out, piercing the Sword Slave clad in the Red Cloak.

“They dared to attack me; death was fitting.

Since Lord Zhao personally apologized and paid the price,

I will sever their arms to serve as a warning!”

The Sword Qi instantly sliced through all of the Sword Slaves’ right arms, causing their arms to fly out, cut off by Yang Yan.

Zhao Mo felt a pang of pain in his heart; those Sword Slaves were part of Zhujian Mountain Villa’s foundation.

Now, with all having one arm cut, their strength was greatly diminished.

“Thank you for sparing their lives!” he said, enduring the pain.

There was nothing he could do against someone they couldn’t afford to offend!

“Your son shall receive the same!”

Swish!

Sword Qi streaked through, and Zhao Tianyang’s right arm was also severed.

“Father…” Zhao Tianyang screamed in agony.

Zhao Mo touched Zhao Tianyang’s forehead, and Zhao Tianyang immediately fainted.

“I thank you on behalf of my son for sparing his life!” he said in a deep voice.

“Mm, go in.”

“As you command, master.”

Li Wan Hua concealed his divine presence and entered the Zhujian Mountain Villa.

“They’ve gone too far.

Once my son acquires the World-shocking Divine Sword,

these geniuses will all bow down!” Zhao Mo picked up Zhao Tianyang, his form disappearing from the entrance of Zhujian Mountain Villa.

In the main hall of Zhujian Mountain Villa, Hua Tianxue, Ao Tian, and Kong Xuan’s eyes shifted as they saw a double-layered sedan approaching.

Familiar!

Too familiar!

Instantly, Hua Tianxue, Ao Tian, and Kong Xuan sprang to their feet.

“It’s him, he’s not dead!”