Chapter 1270: Sacred Mountains’ Outrage

Chapter 1270: Sacred Mountains’ Outrage

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The Enchanting Empress brow shook, Zhuo Fan?

You can call me an old friend, Demonic Emperor Zhuo Yifan.

What?

Not many knew of your affair back then but some of the Eight Emperors did, including me.

Zhuo Fan had his eyes closed not far, sending, Im doing this to settle our age-long grudge. I gave you the chance to settle your affair, but you chose not to.

[So thats why!]

The Enchanting Empress chuckled, You came back and now you live up to your name in uniting our lands. For you were the strongest among us.

The black energy surged and the Enchanting Empress was swallowed up, leaving behind nothing but dust. He Haodongs grip now held ashes and broken cloth just like his son. He looked at the sky, confused, and roared, What the hell is going on? Who killed my son? Where is Chu Qingcheng? Is the Enchanting Empress innocent or not?

Youll know in time. Theres no need to be hasty, Mountain Lord He.

Zhuo Fans eyes flashed and he snickered. He stood up and brushed the dirt off his body as he left.

A month later, Zhuo Fan went to the Luo clans base and entered his study with a smile. He gave a bookcase a light push and it slided to reveal a shelf with eight pieces of wood holding the names of the Eight Emperors; three of them were missing.

He took out the Enchanting Empress token and smiled, Farewell, Enchanting Empress.

Zhuo Fan flicked it behind him.

It burned in mid air, landing in a brazier.

Zhuo Fan!

Chu Qingcheng burst in with a broad smile, but the row of Emperor tokens left her startled, W-what are you doing?

Zhuo Fan smiled and shrugged, Nothing, just cleaning.

Cleaning? These?

Chu Qingcheng gave the tokens a skeptical look, feeling uneasy at the missing ones. Then she turned to the piece burning in the brazier, enough remaining for her to discern the Enchanting Empress being written on it, Why did you burn my masters token?

Oh, Qingcheng, you care so much about the murderer that tormented your family?

[Who killed my son if not her?]

He had been looking into it for months now but never found anything. He chose to leave it be for now, for he had something urgent to discuss with the old men.

The Sacred Mountains plan for the Emperor lands had gone sideways. They had done the work for others to reap the profits? Their endless pride could never accept such a loss.

It was like the Sacred Mountains were taken for fools.

Mountain Lord He!

On the 7th Sacred Mountain, in front of a splendid hall, He Haodong was greeted by kneeling Saints.

He Haodong gave them a quick wave as he asked, Are the other Mountain Lords in?

The Mountain Lords are discussing right now. Allow us to notify them.

Notify and discuss crap, more like it. Our efforts are taken by someone else and they have time for a chat? He Haodong stormed in.

An old man with a long beard in the head seat smiled, Haodong, sit, please. We were just talking about how those brats we sent down are doing a good job and keeping the peace. They still have a knack for leading the people. We intend to send three more to take over other spots in the Eight Emperors. We are still debating who. Haodong, do you have any young talents on the 6th Sacred Mountain? Lets send someone from your place this time, ha-ha-ha

Send more fools to dance to anothers tunes? To make it worse, theyre happy to do it in their ignorance!

He Haodong slumped in his chair, gnashing his teeth, Brothers, youre only hearing brats bragging about their great achievements while hiding whats really happening down there. Just send someone to see. The Emperor lands are now under the Luo clans leadership, with the people knowing nothing of the Eight Emperors or Sacred Mountains. The three young masters we sent are worse than puppets. At least with royal puppets, the people know who rules. But these dumb brats

What?

The six gapped, Haodong, w-what did you say? Just tell us straight whats going on. Who is the Luo clan? We never heard of it.

He Haodongs face twitched and he sighed.

[These fools have been stuck on the Sacred Mountains all this time and are blind to the world outside. They only focus on the annual tribute, oblivious to the three brats acting just like them, ruining the Sacred Mountains name with their crude attempts.]

Then the Luo clan swooped in to take over with no effort.

[Utter fools!]

He Haodong took a deep breath and sipped his tea, then he recounted all hed seen.

The six old men blinked in shock, then were outraged. The Luo clan deserved death for deceiving the mighty and all powerful Sacred Mountains.

They didnt even stop to think of the horrors their three disciples inflicted on the innocent population, or the scores of people killed unjustly. And now they had the nerve to be angry