Spirit Hall Empire

With Xue Ye dead, the Heaven Dou Empire had lost its ruler. The country now faced two possible futures.

First, his descendants could inherit the throne. The princes, represented by Xue Qinghe, would vie for the crown, and the victor would become the next king of the Heaven Dou Empire.

Second, with no leader to unite them, the ministers might try to seize the throne for themselves. They would fight among one another, plunging the country into endless war until it broke apart into several smaller kingdoms.

But Chen Qi accepted neither of these possibilities. He chose to have Spirit Hall take over and establish the Spirit Hall Empire.

When Qian Daoliu heard Chen Qi say he wanted to dispose of every member of the imperial family, he understood that Chen Qi intended for Spirit Hall to govern the Heaven Dou Empire.

"That really is a good idea. Then shall we leave the throne to Xue'er?"

Hearing Qian Daoliu offer her the throne, Qian Renxue quickly wiped away her tears and waved her hands in a panic.

"No, no! Grandpa, how could you entrust something this important to me? You should choose someone else."

Qian Daoliu nodded, deciding that entrusting the throne to Qian Renxue really wouldn't be a good idea.

"Then we'll choose someone else."

When she learned Qian Daoliu wasn't giving her the throne, Qian Renxue finally breathed a sigh of relief.

If she became the king of the Spirit Hall Empire, even going out for fun would be a problem. What kind of normal person would join the government?

She couldn't be like those people in novels who, no matter how powerful they were, still had to join the government and fight for favor.

Seeing Qian Renxue, Chen Qi almost wanted to burn the book.

"The explosion happened here! Everyone, hurry!"

Several troops stationed in the imperial palace rushed over at the sound of the explosion. When they saw the carnage and Xue Ye's severed head, their faces went pale with terror.

"They actually killed His Majesty! Brothers, charge! Avenge him!"

Looking at the people who weren't afraid to die, Dugu Bo helplessly shook his head. A black Soul Ring flashed beneath his feet, and a thick cloud of poisonous fog spread out.

The soldiers it touched went deathly pale and dropped dead on the spot.

Behind a wall not far away, Xue Beng watched Xue Ye being killed, his heart pounding wildly with fear.

Especially after hearing Chen Qi say he would kill every member of the imperial family. He didn't want to die!

He hurriedly fled, rushing to Xue Qinghe's room to ask for advice.

Knock, knock, knock!

"Big Brother! Big Brother! Something terrible has happened—Father was killed!"

The wooden door opened. Seeing Xue Beng's frantic expression, Xue Qinghe sighed helplessly.

"My dear little brother, don't rush. Speak slowly, one word at a time. Tell your big brother what happened."

"Father was killed."

"What?!"

Xue Qinghe leaped three feet into the air. What sort of person would dare assassinate the king?

"Xue Beng, are you sure you saw that right?"

Xue Beng nodded earnestly.

"I'm sure. Those people came from Spirit Hall. It seems they were here for Qian Xue."

Hearing they had come for Qian Xue, Xue Qinghe's heart nearly stopped. He had only just finished mocking her.

How long had it been since her family came knocking?

If Qian Xue found him, would Xue Qinghe even live to see the next chapter?

"No! Xue Beng, we're leaving the imperial palace right now. We can't waste a second!"

In one corner of the imperial palace, Chen Qi and the others began an unending slaughter. Everyone they came across—men, women, old and young—was killed.

It wasn't that they lacked compassion. But if you failed to pull out the roots, the spring breeze would bring them back to life.

Taking over this country was bound to require a storm of blood and violence. This was already the easy part.

"Chen Qi, you're not even sparing the children?"

Qian Renxue was a little flustered. Watching person after person get killed made her feel awful.

"You've read so many novels. Don't you understand that fortunes rise and fall, and that today's losers may be tomorrow's winners?"

"I understand, but seeing them makes me feel sick."

"Of course you feel sick. It's your first time seeing corpses. Blergh—"

As he spoke, Chen Qi's stomach churned, and he vomited a heap of disgusting stuff.

Come to think of it, this was also the first time Chen Qi had seen a dead person. No wonder it made him feel sick.

Qian Renxue nodded. She realized that what she was feeling might also just be disgust.

"Chen Qi, are you all right? Do you need—blergh!"

Qian Renxue couldn't hold it in either and began throwing up. Watching the two of them retch without stopping, Qian Daoliu could only sigh helplessly.

The two of them had experienced too little. Their minds were too innocent. They could treat this as a lesson in growing up.

Qian Renxue, who had been retching against the wall, lifted her head and spotted a familiar figure in the distance.

She narrowed her eyes and took a closer look. Wasn't that the brat who had just insulted her?

The moment Qian Renxue saw him, anger welled up inside her. She no longer felt sick; all she wanted was to pull down his pants and beat his bottom raw.

"You two little brats up ahead! Stop right there!"

Hearing that familiar voice, Xue Qinghe's heart began thudding like a motor.

"Big Brother, Qian Renxue's caught up with us! What do we do?"

"What can we do? Run!"

With that, Xue Qinghe turned into an alley and grabbed a nearby crate, hiding himself and Xue Beng inside it. He thought Qian Renxue wouldn't be able to find them that way.

Qian Renxue walked slowly into the alley. Spotting the trembling crate, she smiled with a mad glint in her eyes, then flipped it open to reveal the two princes quaking inside.

"Ah! Help!"

Xue Qinghe shouted, but even if he screamed himself hoarse, no one would come to save him.

Qian Renxue grabbed him and glared fiercely at him.

"Weren't you so mighty? You dared to swagger right in front of me. You must be tired of living!"

With that, she pulled down Xue Qinghe's pants and started smacking his bottom.

The intense pain made Xue Qinghe shriek. After barely a minute, he was frightened to death.

Qian Renxue casually tossed the petrified Xue Qinghe aside. To be honest, she hadn't hit him enough.

Seeing Qian Renxue like that, Chen Qi couldn't explain why he suddenly felt a chill between his legs.

With Xue Qinghe frightened to death, Xue Beng couldn't possibly survive either. He died alongside his older brother.

Dawn broke over a palace awash with blood. Every member of the imperial family was dead.

Spirit Hall's army appeared as well, marching into Heaven Dou City in a grand, swaggering procession.

People who had risen early to get to work saw them and assumed some important figure from Spirit Hall had come to visit the imperial palace.

Then, by midmorning, they heard that the entire Heaven Dou royal family had been killed, and that Spirit Hall had taken over the Heaven Dou Empire and renamed it the Spirit Hall Empire.

The news shook the world. No one had expected Spirit Hall to wipe out the royal family without a sound and take control of the entire Heaven Dou Empire overnight.

In the Pope Palace, Bibi Dong sat in the papal chair. After hearing the news from Chrysanthemum Douluo, she was deeply shocked.

She hadn't expected the people in the Worship Hall to act even faster than her. Qian Daoliu, usually so cautious, had taken down the Heaven Dou Empire years ahead of time.

Had the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect and the other sects really made no move at all?

At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Ning Fengzhi nodded when he received the news. He had known about Qian Renxue's movements for a long time.

He also knew Chen Xin had gone to Spirit Hall to report what was happening. So it wasn't all that surprising that the Heaven Dou Empire had now become the Spirit Hall Empire.

A change of dynasty had nothing to do with the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect. His business would be just the same wherever he was.

Outside Heaven Dou City, a carriage carrying a young man with a crew cut slowly rolled through the gates.

The young man looked at Qian Renxue's portrait in the newspaper and clenched his fist.

"Just you wait. I'll expose your lies!"