Chapter 662: Riding the Sword on the Wind, Black Lotus Blooming (Part 3)

Chapter 662: Chapter 273: Riding the Sword on the Wind, Black Lotus Blooming (Part 3)

‘The Ji Dynasty has fallen, and the Great Li has been overthrown, but as long as the Ji family’s direct bloodline remains, the Qi fortune cannot be completely severed. It’s unclear how much of it was sent beyond the heavens and acquired by Ji Hai.’

Chen Ping pondered silently in his heart.

He instructed Ji Mingyue and Han Xiaoru to uncover all these direct descendants of the Ji family. However, there was no need for indiscriminate killing; those with deep Qi numbers need not be spared.

Someone like Ji Changshou, who has committed egregious acts to the extreme, was not killed on the spot to serve as a prominent example, to kill him in front of the public as a lesson.

For so many years, such heavy resentment.

It can’t be left to the new dynasty.

Start where it began, and end it there.

As for the frozen body hidden in the palace’s underground palace, from the first glance, Chen Ping understood the identity of this person.

Back when Ji Hai established the dynasty, during the Great Li’s peak, the person in the ice coffin also left a significant mark in the annals of history.

That era was the most well-received in the Great Li Dynasty, where many commoners fondly remembered this second-generation emperor, the prosperous era’s ruler.

Unfortunately, Ji Qiuxian’s reign wasn’t long, lasting only a mere fifteen years before his body withered and could no longer manage affairs. When he ascended to Heaven, people across the land wept as if mourning their parents.

“Dust returns to dust, earth returns to earth. Though he was an enemy, he also contributed to the world, grant him a proper burial.”

Chen Ping opened his mouth and spat out a Changhe, severing the Qi number force connecting the world, breaking the ice coffin. As the ice coffin melted, Ji Qiuxian inside, who looked as lifelike as a living person, faced slowly aged, and his body began to emit the aura of death.

Within a few breaths, this person’s body seemed to have aged a century, turning into a skeleton devoid of any vitality.

Chen Ping gave the order.

“Among the Ji family’s descendants listed, is there anyone innately pure-hearted, not having committed even a single evil deed?”

Seventeen to eighteen Ji family descendants carried the Qi number of Heaven and Earth, and if any of them were truly innocent.

Chen Ping wasn’t reluctant about sparing this little bit of fortune.

The Great Li Dynasty was already gone.

Even if favored by the past dynasty’s fortune, how long can it last, ten years, a hundred years?

Even if they live a life of peace and safety, so what?

“Seventh Brother, it has all been thoroughly checked, and there are no innocents.”

Ji Mingyue’s expression was gloomy.

Speaking of which, these people count as her cousins, uncles, and nephews.

But then again.

These relatives honestly had nothing innocent about them. Going by Chen Ping’s standards, forcibly taking women, seizing wealth through cunning, oppressing the virtuous, these were already among the lightest offenses.

As for the others, everyone with Qi fortune was of significant status, a single word from their mouths could ruin countless homes.

There was even one among them cultivating the Blood Shadow Divine Skill. With a considerable force under his command, he wouldn’t think twice about massacring thousands of civilians and refining their blood water.

Such figures were prevalent among the Ji family’s descendants.

No one dared to manage it.

Compared to this, people like Ji Xuanwu and Ji Xuange could be considered self-disciplined; they merely had blood on their hands and viewed commoners as ants, but they hadn’t lost all humanity.

“Proclaim their crimes, choose an execution date, otherwise, find someone else to handle this matter.”

Chen Ping hesitated slightly.

Having Ji family investigate Ji family might harm Little Mingyue’s reputation.

“No, I will do it myself.”

The young girl bit her lip, sighed, glanced at Chen Ping with a slightly strange look, then turned and left.

You might have forgotten.

You’re also a Ji family member, right?

Chen Ping immediately understood upon seeing Ji Mingyue’s gaze.

He patted his forehead and chuckled dumbly.

He forgot about his own background.

As they say, a single Yin cannot give birth, a solitary Yang cannot grow.

Though Xiao Lin might say, even if she was pregnant back then, she was still a maiden.

However, after drinking the Drunken Dragon Sleep, being schemed against, her flawless Yin Essence Divine Intent did suffer some leakage.

Since Ji Hai founded the Ji family, they indeed had deep roots, using peculiar means to make Emperor Yuanheng, Ji family’s great bootlicker, use Primordial Yang Blood Qi and Xiao Lin’s Yin Essence Qi commingle, directly forming the fetus.

This scheme was extremely secretive.

So much so that even a woman as astute and clever as Empress Xiao was unwittingly ensnared.

When she realized something was wrong, the fetus had already formed.

Moreover, it precisely involved Emperor Yuanheng, a Ji family member not overly disliked, with maternal love eventually driving Xiao Lin to decide to give birth.

Thus, subsequent events unfolded.

So it is said, this old fox Ji Tang’s cultivation talent may not be exceptionally dazzling, his deep calculations and keen scheming were vicious and cunning.

Not only did he thoroughly understand Xiao Lin’s character and actions.

He also anticipated that the Fubo Island lineage had no chance to retaliate. If Chen Ping hadn’t emerged as a variable, Ji Tang would never fear the Beizhou situation.

No matter what, as long as Yujing isn’t breached, and the Southern Region hasn’t fully risen, he could cultivate the True Dragon Dharma Body before the Great Li Dynasty’s destruction and ascend via the Longevity Order.

Simultaneously, Ji Hai would refine a Law Dao Alchemy pill, becoming the foremost among the Imperial Extreme Hall’s Ten Great True Disciples. At that time, neither Li Xuanji nor the Black Lotus Hall could do anything.

Sneakily acquiring benefits on Bingli Island would be the least of concerns.

To overthrow the Ji Dynasty, it depended on whether Ji Hai agreed or not.

This way, the Fubo Island lineage would never have a chance of resurgence, and as long as Ji Hai continued progressing rapidly, wielding power, extending national fortune for thousands of years wasn’t impossible.

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“I implore Your Majesty to establish the regime and ascend the throne as soon as possible.”

This time, the calls for advancement were countless more than the ones in Liiyang back then.

Regardless of whether new ministers or old, whether from public interest or personal gain.

They all gathered to persuade Chen Ping to ascend the throne.

After three invites and three refusals.

Chen Ping didn’t falsely delay further, seeing that all formalities were complete, he agreed.

On the first day of the first month.

The Great Yu Dynasty was established.

The whole world celebrated.

A general amnesty granted…

That year marked the first year of Taihe.

As Chen Ping accepted the homage of the courtiers, the people in Yujing City decorated with lights and streamers, cheering unanimously.

In Beizhou’s Sufang City, the army was already mobilized, with a million troops heading towards Nanping and Xiaoshan, with forces directly aimed at Ten Thousand Beasts Pass.

“All living beings suffer, and thus my Dao is achieved.”

Above the Far North Wilderness, a black-robed Taoist watched as a black lotus quietly bloomed in the center of the Lotus Pool.

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