Kill the Rebels, Rectify the Court! (New book seeking collection!)

Kill the rebels, rectify the court!

The moment he heard the system's cold notification, Xu Nian'an's body stiffened.

His mind went blank.

The... the Holy Spirit Sect!!!

As a man who had surveyed the ten-thousand-year history of the Douluo Continent, Xu Nian'an naturally knew exactly what the Holy Spirit Sect was.

The Holy Spirit Sect was synonymous with evil soul masters; it was the supreme organization for those who practiced dark arts.

It was filled with numerous Titled Douluo powerhouses, all of them utterly wicked.

Ten thousand years later, they would become the Nation-Protecting Divine Sect of the Sun-Moon Empire.

He never expected that the system would summon them now to become his own Nation-Protecting Divine Sect.

But... these were evil soul masters, the very definition of wickedness.

[Ding! The characters summoned by the system possess one hundred percent loyalty to the host!]

Upon hearing the system's cold chime, Xu Nian'an let out a sigh of relief.

One hundred percent loyalty meant they would never betray him.

Just because they were "bad" people, did that mean he couldn't use them?

Just because they were "evil," did that mean they were unusable?

Throughout the ages, did emperors stop using corrupt officials just because they were greedy?

No, absolutely not.

Could the emperors of old not distinguish between a loyal subject and a treacherous one?

No, no, you have to put yourself in their shoes: a loyal official who opposes you every single day, versus a treacherous official who follows your every whim, flatters you, and treats your word as law.

Which one would you prefer?

Who is loyal, and who is treacherous?

In the eyes of an emperor, in the eyes of Xu Nian'an, anyone who opposes him is a treacherous official!

A great, treacherous official!!!

Those who submit will prosper; those who resist shall perish.

His kingdom was on the verge of collapse; what was wrong with borrowing the power of the Holy Spirit Sect and the strength of evil soul masters?

Even if they killed many people to cultivate in the future, as long as they didn't kill his own people, what did it matter?

I would rather betray the world than let the world betray me!!!

Since he had already transmigrated, and into the world of a book at that, why should he be so constrained?

Morality, conscience? How much are those worth by the pound?

Shouldn't he just do whatever makes him comfortable?

Slap!

"Ah, hmph~!"

Thud!

"You bastard, who gave you permission to hold the coronation ceremony early?"

"Does this even follow protocol?"

"Do you not know that the coronation of every past monarch must be reviewed by the Internal Affairs Pavilion?"

Sob, sob, sob~

A palace maid, struck across the face by the man who had barged in, collapsed to the ground, her small frame trembling uncontrollably.

"Pr... Prime Minister, th... this was the monarch's will."

Hearing the maid dare to talk back, Prime Minister Wei Kun's eyes turned cold.

Slap!

Another vicious blow landed.

"What are you? How dare you talk back to me?"

"Let me tell you, it is the honor of your life that I hit you. If I scold you, you endure it; if I beat you, you accept it!"

Seeing this scene, Xu Nian'an narrowed his eyes.

It wasn't that he couldn't bear to see the maid suffer and wanted to intervene on her behalf.

That would be a mistake, and it would be underestimating Xu Nian'an.

This was the royal palace. To run wild here and beat a palace maid—what was this?

This was a slap in the face to Xu Nian'an himself.

Within the palace, everything—even a eunuch or a palace maid—belonged to him as property, let alone a single maid.

Even if it were just a stone, if Xu Nian'an did not grant it, they could not take it, nor could they touch it.

"Wei Kun, there is no need for you to beat around the bush here. What is it that you want?"

Although it appeared that Wei Kun was berating the maid, it was, in truth, a veiled attack on him.

Xu Nian'an's patience for these people had long since been exhausted.

"Your Highness, I am not beating around the bush. I simply feel that it is inappropriate for you to be in such a rush to ascend the throne while the late King has yet to be laid to rest."

Wei Kun appeared respectful, but beneath the surface, he was mocking Xu Nian'an: Your parents aren't even in the ground yet, and you're already so eager to ascend—aren't you being a bit impatient?

Upon hearing his words, Xu Nian'an's gaze turned cold.

"So you do remember that the late King has passed away. I had assumed that you officials of the Starry Sky Kingdom had all forgotten."

Xu Nian'an narrowed his eyes. Aside from Prime Minister Wei Kun, none of the other civil and military officials had appeared at the mourning hall since the passing of the late King and Queen.

This was nothing short of contempt for royal authority; it was no different from treason.

Or perhaps, they had already betrayed him and become the lackeys of this so-called Prime Minister.

They deserved to die—their entire families, their nine generations, all deserved to be wiped out!

The more he thought about it, the angrier Xu Nian'an became, his eyes gradually filling with murderous intent.

"Xu Yi."

Swish!

The moment Xu Nian'an's voice fell, Xu Yi straightened his body slightly.

He stepped forward with long strides.

"Present!"

Xu Nian'an's eyes were brimming with killing intent.

"Seize all these rebels who despise royal authority and have colluded in the shadows!"

Swish! Thud! Thud!

Hearing Xu Nian'an's command, Prime Minister Wei Kun's face turned pale, and the knees of the hundred officials behind him went weak.

Many immediately knelt, trembling uncontrollably, while the timid ones were so frightened they wet themselves.

"Damn it... you yellow-mouthed child, do you know who I am?"

"Without me, how much longer do you think this precarious Starry Sky Kingdom can last?"

"Bastard!"

Watching Xu Nian'an's face, Wei Kun grew angrier by the second. He had originally intended to exploit Xu Nian'an's youth and ignorance, appearing to support his ascension while secretly dividing his power and holding the Prince hostage to command the vassals.

He had never expected Xu Nian'an to ascend early, nor that, immediately upon doing so, he would label him a rebel.

It had caused his entire plan to fall apart at the final hurdle.

"You are but a six-year-old child; how could you possibly understand these things? Someone must be behind this... holding you hostage, right?"

"It is fine. I am the Prime Minister of the Starry Sky Kingdom and head of the Cabinet; I shall rescue you now."

Seeing that his plan had failed, Wei Kun intended to forcibly seize Xu Nian'an to continue his absurd scheme.

"Come here!"

Wei Kun spread his large hand and lunged rapidly toward Xu Nian'an.

Seeing this, Xu Yi, who stood before Xu Nian'an, narrowed his eyes instantly.

He raised his hand, and with a flash of black light, a pitch-black longsword appeared.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black—six soul rings emerged.

He was, in fact, a six-ringed Soul Emperor.

"Heh, a mere six-ringed Soul Emperor? Get lost!"

Wei Kun narrowed his eyes, turning his palm into a fist. As he clenched his right hand, dense black scales instantly covered it.

Yellow, yellow, purple, purple, black, black, black—seven soul rings appeared around Wei Kun.

Bang! Pfft!

With a Soul Saint against a Soul Emperor, there was naturally no intense battle to speak of.

It was a one-sided crushing. With just a single punch, Xu Yi vomited blood and was sent flying backward, soaring right off the high platform constructed for the coronation ceremony.

"Damn you, Wei Kun, how dare you!"

"I have one hundred thousand Imperial Guards protecting Starry Sky City! If you dare to harm His Majesty, I will immediately mobilize the troops, abandon the city walls, and drag you and your band of treacherous rebels to the grave with us!"

Hehehe...

Hearing the words of Xu Yi, whom he had just sent flying, Wei Kun slowed his pace.

"There's no need for that, really. As long as Your Highness retracts your previous order and obediently accepts the Cabinet's guidance, we can still coexist."

Hearing this, Xu Nian'an narrowed his eyes, a surge of nameless fury suddenly rising within him.

"Impossible. Not unless I am dead!"

Upon hearing Xu Nian'an's words, Wei Kun's eyes hardened.

"What?"

"What did you say?"

"In all my life, I have never heard such an unreasonable request. Since you insist on this, then I am sorry, I can only invite you to die..."

Before Wei Kun could finish his sentence, the next instant, the remaining words were choked off in his throat.

Because he could no longer speak them.

A hand appeared out of thin air before him, the void trembled, and from within it stepped an elderly man with a tall frame and meticulously groomed silver hair.

The old man's gaze was icy, his aura as vast and deep as the sea. His tall body floated silently, one hand gripping Wei Kun by the throat.

"The Hand of the Protector, Chief Venerable of the Holy Spirit Sect, Long Xiaoyao, greets Your Majesty!"

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The moment Long Xiaoyao's voice fell, figures clad in black robes slowly emerged from all directions.

"Deacons of the Holy Spirit Sect, greet Your Majesty!"

"Envoys of the Holy Spirit Sect, greet Your Majesty!"

Xu Nian'an suppressed the rage in his heart and slowly raised his head.

"Slaughter the traitors, quell the rebellion, Zhengchao Steel!"

"These officials who intend to commit treason, and even their nine generations behind them, all of them... kill them for me!"