Only after Great Emperor of Northern Ziwei had left did Ji Wuling's heart remain heavy.
Going to suppress and punish Su Xin of his own accord was fundamentally different from being forced by others to make a move.
Yet this time, he had no choice but to act. The thought that someone like Su Xin had concealed himself within the Imperial Court for over a decade—and had even been vigorously promoted by them—sent a chill through Ji Wuling's heart.
He drew a deep breath and said to Ji Xuansi, "Send someone to notify Su Xin. Tell him that, in consideration of his many years of ties with the Imperial Court, he should surrender without resistance. Otherwise, once the Imperial Court's army descends upon him, his Northwest Circuit will be reduced to ashes in an instant!"
Ji Xuansi frowned. "Ancestor, there is no need to send anyone. Su Xin will not surrender."
Ji Wuling sighed. "Of course I know Su Xin will not surrender. It is merely for show, for the others to see. While notifying Su Xin, gather Great Zhou's forces with all haste. While ensuring the border defenses remain secure, assemble every force we can. We must take down Northwest Circuit completely in one stroke!"
This time, Ji Wuling had truly made up his mind. If he did not act, so be it—but once he did, he would uproot Su Xin, this festering tumor, once and for all.
Ji Xuansi nodded with a grave expression.
A True Martial Realm expert, combined with a force like Northwest Circuit that was utterly loyal to Su Xin, would not be easy to deal with. One misstep could severely drain Great Zhou's vitality.
Meanwhile, within the Jianghu, Heavenly Court had long since arranged everything. At the very moment Great Emperor of Northern Ziwei