Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Voices of opposition filled the summit of Mount Tanish.
Martial Emperor Yanagi sat in the pavilion, his words shocking everyone.
âWhen the First Emperor burned his books and buried the scholars, he was scolded by the scholars for a thousand years. Whether what he did was right or wrong, today I understand how difficult it was for the First Emperor to do such a thing!â
Sitting in the pavilion, Martial Emperor Yanagiâs eyes were filled with the kindness of an elder as he said softly, âBraydon, pour me some wine!â âTeacher, you have been sober for ten years. Why do you want to drink today?â Braydon Neal stood up and picked up the small golden and silver wine pot.
There was a picture of a crane carved on the jug. The thousands of scholars around them turned pale as they heard Martial Emperor Yanagiâs words.
A thousand years ago, the First Emperor burned books and buried scholars, and the history circle was still talking about it.
It was this atrocity that caused all the scholars in the country to curse the First Emperor for a thousand years!
âLetâs drink together!â Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at the wine cup and smiled.
âIâm afraid this is overstepping the rules.â
Braydon put away the wine cups on the table, leaving only a warm jade cup. He poured wine for his teacher, Martial Emperor Yanagi, and refused to drink with him.
âAre you a rule-abiding person?â Martial Emperor Yanagi shook his head.
Outsiders only knew that the current King Braydon was young and experienced, and he held great power. He was a young iron-blooded military commander.
Little did he know that the person who understood Braydon the most was none other than Martial Emperor Yanagi, his teacher.
Martial Emperor Yanagi slowly said, âYou are from Kylo. The people who have been born in Kylo for generations are all extremely frivolous and arrogant. They donât even care about this world. Your senior Donovan Dudley was born to suppress the pinnacles of the world. He said that all the pinnacles of the world were his slaves!
âYour teacher, who had been living on Kylo for a long time, is the master of Kylo. In his era, he slaughtered the pinnacles of the hundred countries by himself. Thousands of the pinnacles of the hundred countries died under his Great Void of Kylo Art. That battle worsened the cultivation environment of the world and almost cut off the martial arts inheritance of the hundred countries!â
Martial Emperor Yanagi smiled indifferently when he mentioned the oldest generation.
In those extraordinary years, the outstanding talents who emerged were not weaker than Braydon when they were young!
Immediately after.
Martial Emperor Yanagi said softly, âYour teacher, Winslow Jansky, from Mount Sino, is known as the Sword Immortal by all martial artists in the world. He has a three-foot-long sword that can kill anyone in the world. A hundred years ago, he was the number one on Hansworthâs pinnacle ranking!
âAnd your teachers? None of them are kind. Theyâre all ruthless people. A student they all teach cannot possibly turn out to be a rule-abiding student, can it?â
Martial Emperor Yanagi held the warm jade wine cup with a doting look in his
Braydon poured more wine and smiled. âYou are not just my teacher, but you are also my emperor. Sitting at the same table with you today is already breaking the rules. If I drink at the same table as you, these scholars will probably scold me for a hundred years!â
âI watched you grow up. From the time you were seven until now, Iâve never
seen you afraid of anything!â
Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at his favorite disciple.
Braydon glanced at Jasiah Kramer and the others, shaking his head. âTeacher, history cannot be changed!â
âThen letâs break the pen that records history, kill all the scholars, break off the civil culture and rebuild our literary fate. How about that?â
Martial Emperor Yanagiâs words were shocking.
His words shocked the 9,000 scholars on the summit of Mount Tanish. They all knelt down outside the pavilion.
âYou canât do that, Your Highness!â Jasiah said in horror.
âTeacher, the civil lineage and martial arts fate are connected to the fate of the country. You canât do this!â Braydon calmly advised.
However, Martial Emperor Yanagi snorted coldly and put down the warm jade wine cup. He said, âIs all that I said a joke to you?
âLetâs not talk about your bastard teacher. Just your teacher, Finley Yanagi, and I, we have the same mother and are blood brothers. We spent all our efforts to raise you into an adult!
âSecond Brother will teach you the path of killing and instilled the concept of killing as protection!
âI taught you how to control your subjects!
âOver the past ten years, you have never disappointed us. I rose up from the chaos a hundred years ago and took over the country. I established the country with martial arts and intimidated the hundreds of foreign countries, creating the golden age of Hansworth!
âWhen I was young, I was also known as the iron-blooded General. Would it make sense for me to have taught you to become a kind and generous saint?â
There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Martial Emperor Yanagiâs words.
This dissatisfaction came from true love!
Martial Emperor Yanagi had never been absent from Braydonâs growth over the years.
Just as the martial emperor had said, his teacher, Finley Yanagi, taught Braydon the path of killing, while he, Julius Yanagi, taught Braydon the path of a ruler.
How much effort had been put into this?
And what kind of high hopes he had? It went without saying!
Today, on the summit of Mount Tanish, more than 9,000 scholars had collectively opposed Braydonâs control of the Qilin Nation Protection Seal.
Martial Emperor Yanagi was already determined to kill!
There was no room for discussion on this matter!
The Qilin Nation Protection Seal belonged solely to Braydon.
Outsiders were not allowed to touch it!
Martial Emperor Yanagi would kill anyone who dared to stop him!
The surname Neal was the surname that would hold the Qilin Nation Protection Seal!
Braydon smiled. âTeacher, I know that you look down on these scholars. However, the martial arts lineage of Hansworth has been nurtured for nearly a hundred years. There is no lack of statesmen with unparalleled character!â âI havenât seen anyone else in a hundred years!â
Martial Emperor Yanagi held the warm jade wine cup and asked Braydon to fill it up for him.
âCommissioner Karson Jacobo of Joronto is a man of the country!â Braydon smiled as he poured wine.
âHim? Far from it!â
Martial Emperor Yanagi commented lightly.
There was indeed an unparalleled character.
m martial Emperor yanagrs eyes, tms person was tne stuaent ne was prouaest of, Braydon.
This young man was famous throughout Hansworth and the world!
Braydon was filled with glory.
Braydon didnât bother to argue with his teacher. He smiled and said, âThe scholars are stubborn and follow the 3,000 rules of etiquette. There are pros and cons, but they must not be killed!â
âWhat if I insist on killing them?â
Martial Emperor Yanagi gently put down the warm jade wine cup. He exerted a slight force with his fingers, and cracks appeared on the warm jade wine cup.
Bang!
The entire warm jade wine cup turned into dust.
Jasiah and the others knelt on the ground, cold sweat trickling down their old faces.
Braydon put down the wine pot and smiled lightly. He didnât say anything else.
This was not admitting defeat!
It was because he could read his teacherâs mind.
After all that was said and done, Martial Emperor Yanagi wanted his student, Braydon, to be a good person for once!
Braydon had saved the lives of over 9,000 scholars on Mount Tanish today.
In the future, how many people would he be able to recruit?
That would depend on Braydonâs ability!
This was the path of a great ruler!
The true path of an emperor!
According to the path of an emperor, if the emperor were angry, millions of corpses would fall.
One could kill the scholars on the summit of Mount Tanish, but could all the scholars in the world be killed?
They couldnât be killed!
Even someone as strong as the First Emperor didnât do that.
Every word and action of Martial Emperor Yanagi had a deeper meaning. He was teaching Braydon what it meant to be an emperor.
The scene before his eyes was the method of a male lord.
Martial Emperor Yanagi looked at the most outstanding student in the depths of his eyes, and a hint of pride and gratification flashed across his eyes.
The young Braydon had already grown up to be extremely outstanding. His wisdom and methods were not inferior to Juliusâs!
Julius suddenly stood up and stood in the pavilion with his hands behind his back. His nine-dragon supreme robe fluttered in the wind, and it was filled with a sense of pressure..