Chapter 478 - 419: Regicide: Slaying the Ancestor Emperor

National Guardian Xiahou Yue rushed into the palace in a panic.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty! Something terrible has happened!"

Moon Emperor Qin Tianyang lifted his gaze to Xiahou Yue, his brows knitting in displeasure as he said:

"What does We usually tell you?"

"Face matters with calm!"

"Look at the state you’re in!" He cast Xiahou Yue a look of disappointed reproach.

This National Guardian was someone he had personally picked out from the army and nurtured.

But precisely because he had once been a soldier, he tended to do things head‑on, and his emotions were easily riled up.

Qin Tianyang, sitting cross‑legged on the meditation mat, had in fact also had a tormenting night.

After all, tomorrow was the day he would betray his master and destroy his ancestors.

Yet even now, he maintained an air of calm as he said to Xiahou Yue, "Speak slowly and clearly—what exactly has happened."

"Your Majesty! The [Nine Dragons Embracing the Moon Qi Luck] inside the Bronze Nine‑Dragon Gate is all gone!"

As soon as the words fell, a furious shout rang out.

"What!?"

Qin Tianyang shot up from the meditation mat, his aged, wrinkled face full of shock, his cloudy eyes opening wider than usual.

Normally his eyelids drooped halfway, naturally giving off a majesty that needed no anger.

Right now, he was completely out of character.

"Chu Huaixu absorbed the [Nine Dragons Embracing the Moon Qi Luck]?"

"And in just three Hours, he finished absorbing all of it!?" Qin Tianyang could not believe it.

This completely defied common sense.

In these past hundreds of years, only Qin Xuexiao had been favored by the [Nine Dragons Embracing the Moon Qi Luck] after entering the Emperor’s Mausoleum.

Whosoever gained this Qi Luck was the Child of Destiny of Moon Country.

Because this purple Qi Luck was the very foundation of Moon Country’s national fortune!

Because this Chu Huaixu kid was too heaven‑defying, with far too many monstrous deeds to his name, even if he had really absorbed a small portion, Qin Tianyang would not have been too surprised—he’d only feel heartbroken beyond measure.

But to finish it in just three Hours—how was that possible!

Even in three days—no, even in thirty days—he might not be able to finish it!

Hearing this, Xiahou Yue’s throat went a little dry as he said, "Your Majesty, Chu Huaixu didn’t absorb the [Nine Dragons Embracing the Moon Qi Luck]..."

"I probed him with my Divine Sense; he doesn’t have even a speck of it on him."

Qin Tianyang frowned. "Then what do you mean by this?"

"He must have used some unknown method to... to move all of the nation’s Qi Luck out from behind the gate." Xiahou Yue swallowed slightly.

"Aside from the Bronze Nine‑Dragon Gate, the ordinary Qi Luck behind the other bronze gates has also decreased a lot." He reported the situation.

This made the old emperor feel as if his whole head was buzzing.

The Emperor’s Mausoleum was one of the sacred grounds of the royal clan.

And the [Nine Dragons Embracing the Moon Qi Luck] was very special, of the highest Grade.

Roughly calculating it, didn’t this mean he had basically moved away seventy percent of the Qi Luck in the Emperor’s Mausoleum?

Even with his cultivation of temperament, he couldn’t help but curse three words in his heart—damn brat!

Rascal! How dare he!

But the Moon Emperor was no fool; a scene quickly surfaced in his mind.

It was from the Third Realm grand competition, when Chu Huaixu had summoned a semi‑transparent Black Pearl that devoured everything around it.

"He used that bead?" he couldn’t help but say.

Xiahou Yue nodded. "That is also this minister’s guess."

Qin Tianyang’s expression shifted over and over; he practically wanted to go find Chu Huaixu right now and force him to spit out everything he’d eaten.

Yet after much hesitation, he only let out a sigh.

"Enough. It was our lack of foresight."

"We should have thought of this in advance."

Qi Luck was an extremely intangible thing that could only be absorbed through Qi Luck Dharma Gates.

This was the first time he’d seen someone who could both eat and carry it off!

Qin Tianyang had always considered that even if he wasn’t a Saint Monarch, at least he was a Bright Monarch.

At this moment, he suddenly felt like he was a wastrel emperor.

"I’ve let down the foundation my ancestors built!" he lamented inwardly.

But the moment he remembered he still had to kill those very ancestors tomorrow, his guilt vanished in an instant.

Meanwhile, after Chu Huaixu returned to the residence arranged by Moon Country, he sat down cross‑legged and began studying the Qi Luck within the Evil Pill.

He studied it for a long time, yet still couldn’t make sense of it.

Then he took out that broken Ten Thousand Souls Banner again.

Since he had been the one to behead Snow Venerable, this could be considered one of his trophies of war.

He’d already been studying this thing for several days as well, but so far he still hadn’t found a method of using it.

As for the Banner Spirit of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, it had long been exhausted by Snow Venerable and Teng Lingyi over the course of several great battles.

"What a pity." Chu Huaixu sighed.

"If the Banner Spirit were still around, with the Ten Thousand Souls Banner in hand, I could practically walk sideways below the Ninth Realm."

"Mm, Jiang Zhi, that old man, is an exception."

But in any case, this thing was still one of the Innate Supreme Treasures of Kunlun Cave Heaven.

Although damaged, its power was surely still terrifying.

"I’ll ask Wen Shiyu when we get back."

"Although she might not be able to figure it out either," Chu Huaixu thought to himself.

He now held two Innate Supreme Treasures alone, and had the Night Venerable Fruit Position; he practically had the air of an official Kunlun Immortal Venerable...

"This path of cultivation I’m on is getting more and more crooked."

But thinking back carefully, it seemed that ever since he started cultivating Refining Sword Formulas, it had never been straight to begin with.

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Chu Huaixu entered the palace to pay respects to the emperor, accompanied by his three masters.

The old emperor was already waiting for him inside a Training Room in the palace.

Inside the room, incense that calmed the mind and quieted the spirit was burning.

Chu Huaixu took a whiff and immediately felt refreshed in mind; it was definitely not some commonplace item.

It’s just a pity that in the face of damaged Divine Sense foundations, this thing is actually not much use.

"Daoist Sect’s Chu Huaixu, pays his respects to Your Majesty." He cupped his hands in salute, as if visiting an elder.

The Moon Emperor didn’t mind.

He forced a kind, benevolent smile onto his face, looked at the young man who had personally killed his grandson, and said:

"You’ve come."

"Sit."

Qin Tianyang pointed at the meditation cushion opposite him.

Chu Huaixu sat down cross-legged on the cushion with unhurried ease, then raised his eyes to meet the old Emperor’s slightly clouded gaze.

Under the young man’s direct stare, the Moon Emperor merely asked, "Do we need to prepare anything else?"

"No. Nothing needs to be prepared." Chu Huaixu said mildly.

Anyway, what he was about to cut down wasn’t some legendary Ancestor Emperor, but a mangy chicken and stray dogs.

"But Your Majesty should be aware what the consequences of doing this will be." He added casually.

The Moon Emperor looked at him and calmly nodded.

He had tossed and turned all last night, unable to sleep.

Yet once he sat down here today, his heart became like still water, completely calm.

Since this was what he sought in this lifetime, then paying any price for it was worth it.

"Then let’s begin." Chu Huaixu said directly.

"Your Majesty, close your eyes, steady your mind, open your Sea of Consciousness to me, and do not resist in any way. Otherwise, the backlash will only be worse." The young man in the black-and-gold robe said.

Qin Tianyang immediately complied.

Outside the room, the National Guardian and Blade Holders had arrived.

The Moon Country’s two Ninth Realm Great Cultivators were guarding this place; the two of them were in fact more nervous than the Moon Emperor himself.

But the one truly responsible for "wielding the knife," Chu Huaixu, was already skilled at this by now.

He summoned his Heart Sword, entered the Moon Emperor’s Sea of Consciousness, and at once found that strand of Emperor’s Divine Thought coiled at the foundation of the Sea.

The last remaining strand of Emperor’s Divine Thought in the world!

This strand was still in slumber.

But at this moment, it jolted awake.

"Chu Huaixu!!!"

"Don’t bark." The young man said coldly.

—Watch the sword!

Everything happened in a flash.

His movements had to be fast.

Otherwise, with just a single thought, the Ancestor Emperor could decide the Moon Emperor’s life or death.

And at this very moment, the Ancestor Emperor had definitely realized that his descendant had also chosen betrayal.

If Lin Qingci, that pet plaything’s betrayal, had enraged him, then Qin Tianyang’s act of exterminating his ancestor brought, on top of rage, many complicated emotions.

Among them was even a touch of sorrow.

The development of events did not bring about any earth-shattering spectacle.

In the eyes of others, the Emperor’s Divine Thought was a terrifying existence comparable to a Primordial Spirit.

Yet before the Heart Sword, it was utterly fragile.

A casual sword stroke, and it was scattered body and soul.

With a shriek like a vengeful ghost, the Founding Emperor Monarch who had dominated a lifetime was completely slain by Chu Huaixu’s hand.

It was done lightly, so much so that his actions seemed almost careless.

This soul that had hovered over the Moon Country for hundreds of years, shrouding the Imperial Capital, now dispersed like smoke.

"You shouldn’t have provoked me."

"Wouldn’t it have been fine to quietly go possess Qin Xuexiao?"

"Now, with an ending like this, are you satisfied?"

Chu Huaixu drew the Heart Sword back into his own Sea of Consciousness.

Meanwhile, Xiahou Yue and the others outside still couldn’t sense what had happened within.

But they rushed in at once.

Because after Qin Tianyang let out a heart-rending howl, he passed out cold.

The backlash he suffered was far more severe than Lin Qingci’s.

On one hand, because of his age...

The Emperor’s Divine Thought had dwelt in his Sea of Consciousness for far too many years; it had practically fused with his foundational Sea.

On the other hand, because his cultivation was low.

He was also a Great Cultivator, but naturally couldn’t compare to Lin Qingci.

What’s more, Lin Qingci had Power of Origin within her, whereas Qin Tianyang did not.

Of course, there was one more crucial factor.

His "attending physician" had worked much more delicately back when he operated on Lin Qingci.

This time, he’d been more rough.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

The two Ninth Realm Great Cultivators wore anxious expressions, feeding the Moon Emperor elixirs they’d prepared long ago, probing his condition with Divine Sense, and casting healing spells.

But none of that could really do much.

The one who could truly help, Chu Huaixu, merely glanced over indifferently, then stood up and walked out without looking back.

"I’ve done what I promised. Farewell."

The young man in the black-and-gold robe pushed open the door.

Nangong Yue and the others had been waiting for him outside.

The wind outside blew in, lifting the hem of Chu Huaixu’s robe.

He stepped out, and a series of system prompt sounds rang by his ears.

"[Ding! Congratulations, you have successfully slain the ultimate BOSS of the first arc of ’Borrowed Sword’—the Ancestor Emperor.]"

"[Rewards are being calculated...]"

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