Killing Dao Fruit
Chapter 682 - 580: Chaos-Eyed Qiu Dragon, Human Banquet Recipe_3

Chapter 682: Chapter 580: Chaos-Eyed Qiu Dragon, Human Banquet Recipe_3

The more they ate, the faster their Taoist ability grew.

The larger the territory occupied by the Beast Dynasty, the more generous the rewards from the [Killing Tree] were to the entire Yellow Heaven Divine System.

Once the dynasty was firmly established, the gods of Yellow Heaven above the Heavenly Gate could easily devour Heaven and Qingtian, becoming the sole Big Winner.

At this time,

No-Life Buddha and Zhou Wenrui, seated at the top, did not join the limited-vision courtiers in their laughter.

Only they, of sufficiently high status, knew clearly the extent of the losses their home had suffered just days before, and how utterly they had been defeated in the overall strategic sense!

The "unfilial son" and the bargain son-in-law in the north had suddenly revitalized the game using their own crafty immortal as a stepping stone, reactivating the Dragon Qi Core.

They even completely liberated Xie Tianke, the fierce tiger who had been bound.

Now they were just a breath away from soaring as a Flying Dragon.

Expansion was, of course, urgent, but alongside the expansion, it was mandatory to inflict the most severe countermeasure against that northern great enemy!

While the ministers were deep in their cups,

a eunuch, who had initially been taken away from Yunjing City along with Su Yuru by No-Life Buddha, hurried into the hall and whispered a few words to the [chaotic-pupiled coiled dragon] at the top.

Zhou Wenrui’s eyes flashed.

"He’s finally here, let him in."

"At your command!"

After a short while, an elderly man dressed in a Great Yan Royal Robe, seemingly around the age of sixty, scurried into the hall.

He knelt down before the Prince without any dignity with a "thud".

"Your Highness, the first batch of three thousand members of the Great Yan royal family has entered the city, and subsequent family members will arrive within this month, possibly reaching a hundred thousand people.

I, King Duan Zhou Wenshou, on behalf of all members of the Great Yan royal family, thank Your Highness for your protection."

Nearly three hundred years from the founding to the fall of Great Yan, descendants with the Ancestor’s bloodline nearly reached a million in number.

Even those of the lowest rank were Captain of Serving Country, receiving a yearly salary of two hundred stones, supported by the Court.

But as Great Yan collapsed, their lives plunged dramatically, even hunted incessantly by all sides’ vassals.

The more they killed, the more Wishing Power the vassals received.

The majority of the Imperial Family were raised like fat pigs, accustomed to being parasites.

Seeing the situation turning dire, they took their gold and silver, fled their fiefs, dodging the peril of being killed.

Their first thought was to find another backing, to defect and continue enjoying the treatment due to their royal family status.

They had considered seeking Zhou Jinghuan, but as soon as their scouts made an appearance, they were targeted by the Yin Official, who immediately notified the Yang Official to capture them.

Whether it was seeking relations or cursing, they were executed without mercy according to their crimes.

Old Master Wang and Zhou Jinghuan aspired to forge a glorious era; how could they possibly continue to support these so-called "relatives" who were a curse rather than a blessing, with the People’s Wealth?

Not hunting them down like other vassals around the world was already King Yama being merciful.

Helpless, Ming King, the apparent legitimate successor of the Zhou Jingliang lineage, naturally became the best choice for these sect family members to cling to.

King Duan, the oldest among the Great Yan royal family, along with the highest-ranking one from Yu State, who ended up being made into the "Blessings Banquet" King Fu, had all contended for the throne with Zhou Wenrui back in the day.

Zhou Wenrui, now a demon, was no longer the Emperor Jianming of the past, nor did he possess any previous disinterested sentiments towards this person.

After feigning a little concern, he went straight to the point:

"There is plenty of food here, and two months before winter arrives. Can you assure me that every Sect Family member will gain ten pounds?"

Fingering the "Human Banquet Recipe" in his robe and with nine pupils swirling chaotically, he stared fixedly at the old man with a face of despair.

It was as if streams of icy cold hell had poured into the depths of his soul.

His countering against Jinghuan, that "rebellious son," was evidently to take place among this group of bloodline relatives.

However, before the trembling and confused King Duan could respond,

Boom—!

A thunderous explosion suddenly resounded in the ears of No-Life Buddha and Zhou Wenrui.

Then, it seemed as though rushing torrents were pouring down.

The two abruptly turned their heads, looking toward the vast expanse of the East Sea, and both exclaimed in shock:

"Impossible! How could the autumn [Human Dao Torrent] have come so much earlier?!!"