Qin Emperor Suppresses the Nation Alone

Saint Son Mu An and Saintess Ling Yu heard this, feeling their chests clogged so severely that they were practically about to burst. Jade Capital Demon was forcibly pressing down on their heads, making the two acknowledge him as their foster father?

This was stripping away their face and trampling their dignity, a naked and humiliating insult.

Even if they died, they would not submit.

What were their identities? They were the Saint Son and Saintess of Big Dipper Sacred Land, the future rulers of the supreme Sacred Land.

Yet, thinking of this status, the two felt incomparably awkward. The titles of Saint Son and Saintess seemed to naturally belong to the generation of nephews and nieces to a Great Sage.

Could it be that the founding patriarch of Big Dipper Sacred Land back then was also a Great Sage, intentionally leaving behind such a designation?

"My master is the Holy Lord!"

Mu An finally stopped bringing up his own status, forced to display a truly grand backing. He was not begging for mercy; he hoped to use his master's prestige to negotiate with the opponent.

Qin Ming nodded upon hearing this, and asked, "How many immortal medicines can you be traded for?"

Mu An was stunned; he had been objectified!

Saintess Ling Yu had already regained her calm, genuinely sensing that Jade Capital Demon's dominance came from the depths of his bones and that he did not take them seriously at all.

She whispered, "Please lift your foot."

Right now, Ling Yu was still being stepped on in the chest. As a saintess, she felt a profound sense of shame.

Naturally, quite a few guards in the distance saw this scene, all of them dumbfounded and desperately wanting to say: Emperor Qin is mighty!

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