Chapter 127: The Truth Revealed at the Victory Celebration

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Truth Revealed at the Victory Celebration

The Northern Domain Battle Department was about to hold the largest victory celebration in its history.

Qin Wuhui, who had recently suffered a crushing defeat for recklessly sending out his troops, was suddenly and joyfully informed that he was to receive the highest honors.

Moreover, he was being promoted directly to Celestial King!

Overcome with ecstasy, he nearly fainted.

’This... this...’

’I led them to a massive defeat. I thought I was going to be executed, but now I’m getting the highest honors?’

’Everyone’s saying that I, Qin Wuhui, defeated forty thousand Celestial Demons?’

’Am I the fucking next-generation War God?’

A crooked, ecstatic grin stretched across Qin Wuhui’s face.

He was waited on hand and foot as he changed into the battle robes of a Celestial King. Then, flanked by two Qin Family Elders, he made a grand, smug entrance into the banquet hall.

At that moment, representatives from Da Xia’s various factions, delegates from every walk of life, and even envoys from the Imperial Capital all came forward to congratulate him.

Nearby, Ye Tianlong, the Nine Dragon Celestial King, and the others were also beaming, dressed in their formal military attire and awaiting their rewards.

The only ones who hadn’t arrived were the Night Emperor and his subordinates.

"I heard the Night Emperor didn’t do so well this time, so he was too embarrassed to show up!"

"Alas, each generation brings forth new talent. It’s Qin Wuhui’s time to shine now!"

"The next War God, Qin Wuhui... and he’s so young! Truly amazing!"

"The Qin Family really is something else!"

But no one knew that a great crisis lurked beneath the lively celebration.

The Celestial Demon King, whose power was second only to Qin Tianxuan’s, had already appeared at the victory banquet.

Disguised as a reporter, he was sinisterly gathering the last of his strength.

Meanwhile, Qin Tianxuan’s subordinates, tracking the Celestial Demon King, had also arrived at the banquet hall.

"Secure all critical positions!" Qin Tianxuan’s brow was furrowed. "There are a lot of innocent people here. Watch out for the Celestial Demon King to make a sudden move and take them hostage!"

"Sir, are we just going to play defense?"

A smile touched Qin Tianxuan’s lips as he pointed to the stage. "When Qin Wuhui comes out to give his speech, the Celestial Demon King won’t be able to resist."

"You’re right. The Celestial Demon King is a proud and mighty figure. How could he ever admit to being defeated by a wet-behind-the-ears punk like Qin Wuhui!"

So, Qin Wuhui was the bait.

Having secretly put his plan in motion, Qin Tianxuan leaned silently against a wall backstage.

He, too, was gathering his strength.

His injuries were mostly healed now. When the time came, he would aim for a single, fatal blow.

The clinking of glasses and lively chatter filled the hall; the scene was bustling with excitement.

The event was being broadcast live across all of Da Xia, and it was even being rebroadcast in many of the Outer Lands.

For defeating the Celestial Demons and securing the Northern Domain, even the small neighboring countries were endlessly grateful.

This was destined to be Qin Wuhui’s most glorious moment.

It was also the most glorious moment for the Qin Family.

The two Elders were in high spirits, feeling incredibly fortunate. ’Thank goodness that idiot Qin Tianxuan didn’t reveal the truth. Otherwise, this whole thing would’ve been much harder to pull off.’

’Heh heh, once our Qin Family receives the rewards for this great achievement, it won’t matter what you say, Qin Tianxuan. It’ll be too late!’

They were each lost in their own selfish schemes.

When the live broadcast began, Qin Wuhui couldn’t wait to leap onto the stage.

In that moment, the eyes of the world were upon him.

Behind him, Ye Tianlong, the Celestial King of the Ye Family, and the Nine Dragon Celestial King, representing the great families, also appeared, looking invigorated.

They stood behind Qin Wuhui, lending him their support.

Qin Wuhui was so excited he could barely speak, stammering incoherently, "Thank you, thank you... I, uh, I just fought bravely and, well, easily defeated the Celestial Demons. Heh heh, I didn’t expect them to be so weak!"

He even made a few gestures as he spoke. "That leader of theirs, the Celestial Demon King, I knocked him to the ground with a single kick and then finished him with two slashes of my sword!"

The guests below all frowned.

’This new War God sounds a bit... off, doesn’t he?’

’Still, if he took down the Celestial Demon King with just two strikes, he really must be stronger than the Night Emperor was!’

Applause rang out.

Qin Wuhui was far too excited, completely carried away by his own hype.

Holding the Celestial King Sword in one hand and waving the other, he declared, "The Night Emperor is washed up! From now on, I, Qin Wuhui, am the one true War God of Da Xia! I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, a scornful laugh echoed through the hall.

Everyone turned in astonishment.

They saw a man wrapped in a black robe, radiating boundless killing intent.

He wore a dark mask, and a scimitar materialized in his hand.

"You moron on the stage, say that again? You finished me off with two strikes? HAHA! You’re killing me!"

The Celestial Demon King had revealed himself, announcing his identity without hesitation. "I am the Celestial Demon King, and I am very much alive! I led forty thousand Celestial Demons, and I was stopped in the desert by the Night Emperor alone. He is truly powerful, and he defeated the last of my forces. That much, I admit!"

"But you! You fucking piece of shit! Who the hell do you think you are, Qin Wuhui?!"

In front of a live, worldwide broadcast, under the watchful eyes of hundreds of millions, the Celestial Demon King mercilessly exposed Qin Wuhui.

"Oh, I recognize you. You brought thirty thousand men to challenge me, and I only had to send out three of my Demon Generals. They beat you so badly in the dunes that you pissed yourself and ran for your life!"

The Celestial Demon King laughed maniacally and pulled out his phone. "You were so pathetic, I even had time to record the whole thing! Here, everyone, come take a look at this clown!"

He really had recorded it.

On the screen, Qin Wuhui’s men were surrounded. He himself was on the ground, screaming for help.

"Forget the others, just save me! I’m so scared!"

"*Sob sob*, why isn’t this like it says in the books on strategy? They don’t play fair! Why are they ambushing me?"

"Don’t fight anymore! I’m Qin Wuhui of the Qin Family! I surrender!"

"Ah! Mommy! I want my mommy! Stop hitting me!"

Qin Wuhui was crying like a child. In the end, his Personal Guard had to sacrifice their own lives to get him out.

A suffocating silence fell over the entire venue.

Everyone stared at Qin Wuhui, their faces filled with utter disgust.

The Celestial Demon King threw off his black robe, gritting his teeth. "And you, Ye Tianlong, standing behind him! I defeated you more than twenty times, and every single time you ran away screaming for your parents! Now you have the audacity to brag that you were the ones who defeated my Celestial Demons?"

The Celestial Demon King was utterly enraged.

For the sake of his dignity, he had to speak out.

Even in defeat, he could not allow himself to be defeated by a bunch of clowns.

His gaze swept across the hall. Gripping his scimitar, the Celestial Demon King roared, "The one who defeated me was the Night Emperor! I have lost everything, and I have come here for a final battle with him!"

"None of you are worthy of fighting me! Only the Night Emperor! I acknowledge him, and only him, as Da Xia’s true War God!"