Digging Up the Foundations of the Martial World

Zijin Peak had only been an agreement between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue, so that was not entirely wrong. But that night, quite a few people had forced their way into the imperial palace with tokens.

That gave them justification. All one could say was that without the emperor's permission or an explicit imperial decree, there was far too much room for maneuvering.

And even if there had been one, the emperor was going to abdicate anyway, so he would not care about gaining another reputation for going back on his word.

At the same time, the imperial court began a large-scale suppression of the martial world.

Marquis Shenwu, Chang Wei, led the court's experts and lackeys in purging the forces of the jianghu.

"Do you want to die or live?"

Chang Wei looked at the members of the sect before him.

"Live!"

No one wanted to die.

"Very good. From this day onward, you are Chang Wei's dogs."

Chang Wei said with satisfaction.

The atmosphere instantly turned cold.

Dogs?

They all wondered if they had misheard him.

"Your sect has done quite a lot, hasn't it? You robbed and killed passing merchants. Did you think you had covered your tracks perfectly? In reality, the court investigated it long ago."

Chang Wei said.

"So either become dogs, or die."

Even the Harem Team beside him could barely keep it together at Chang Wei's words.

Every other word was either become dogs or die.

He simply did not play by the rules.

It was only natural for the Harem Team to follow along. The martial arts gained from confiscating estates and exterminating clans in this altered storyline were worth a fortune. After comparing them to her Eighteen Dragon Subduing Palms, Zhi Tongyao decisively switched to one of these supreme martial arts