Chen, Jinling, Changle Palace.

Chen Xuanji, who was dressed in a white robe, narrowed his eyes and looked at the injured man tied to the pillars of the hall.

"Uncle, did you think that you would have such a day?"

The man tied to the pillars of the hall looked up at Chen Xuanji and then lowered his head. Whether it was because he didn't want to respond or because he was too weak to speak, Chen Xuanji's question was not answered.

This action made Chen Xuanji somewhat unhappy.

He frowned and continued, "How about this, if you remove your military power and cripple your cultivation, I can guarantee that you will be safe for the rest of your life."

After hearing Chen Xuanji's words, the man lowered his head and raised his head again. He stared at Chen Xuanji, his eyes filled with ridicule and pity. He asked, "Do you remember what happened to Chen Tingzhu?"

Chen Xuanji's expression changed. Of course, he knew what would happen to Chen Tingzhu. Back in Changle Palace, he had personally watched his father close his eyes amidst unwillingness and resentment.

"Actually, he is not bad. Although he lacks some grand plans, in terms of methods, he can be considered one of the best emperors in the world. Unfortunately, although he is ruthless, he is sometimes soft-hearted. Before Meng Yu died, he begged him to let the Meng Clan live. In the end, he was unable to resist Meng Yu's plea. Only after leaving me alive would he end up with him."

"What? You want to follow in his footsteps?" At this point, Munch raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Xuanji with a smile.

Munch's words were naturally very reasonable, but in his current situation, it did not make any sense for him to say such a thing.

Chen Xuanji's eyes sank. He stared at Munch and asked word by word, "Do you want to die just like that?"

Monk smiled faintly and said, "You are a smart person, so you will make smart decisions. You understand whether I say it or not, don't you?"

Chen Xuanji's brows furrowed even deeper. It was exactly as Munch had said. In fact, Munch had already been sentenced in his heart. However, the more this happened, the more he couldn't understand the man in front of him.

"I'm not the only prince in the Chen Kingdom. If you want to be the minister supporting the dragon, someone will throw themselves into your arms. Why must you choose me?" In the end, he still couldn't hide his thoughts and asked at this moment.

This was undoubtedly not a good choice. This was not because Chen Xuanji thought highly of himself, but because there were many mediocre princes in the Chen Kingdom. Helping them ascend to the throne and then putting them up as puppets was obviously easier. Compared to this, Chen Xuanji, who displayed such astonishing talent in swordsmanship, should not be considered the best candidate for Munch.

"Because other than you, no one else can do it." Monk laughed, and his tone suddenly calmed down.

"Huh?" Chen Xuanji furrowed his brows once again, and a look of doubt appeared in his eyes as he looked at Munch.

Munch saw through Chen Xuanji's doubts, but he did not answer him. Instead, he asked, "How is the Yan Clan?"

Chen Xuanji's face immediately turned pale when he asked this question.

"It's hard to imagine, isn't it? A clan that was unknown twenty years ago has grown into a wealthy clan in such a short period of time. I presume you were also surprised when you plundered the Yan Clan's property, right?"

Munch said this, but Chen Xuanji's expression became even uglier with his tone.

"Of course, it's not all that. What exactly is involved behind the Yan Clan? I was still confused until the death of Chu Li Qi before I came to my senses."

Chen Xuanji paused and took a step back as if he had been seriously injured. His body began to tremble inexplicably.

He had personally ordered everything about the Yan Clan and had indeed found some clues. However, when he wanted to investigate carefully, all of this was quickly erased. Yet, Munch actually knew all of this so clearly. This made Chen Xuanji's heart go cold.

"Then you" he murmured, his tone no longer as lofty and confident as before.

Munch narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Xuanji. His gaze was deep, as if it could pierce Chen Xuanji from the inside out. He said, "Xuanji, your heart is soft again."

Chen Xuanji did not know if he was really soft-hearted at this moment, but his determination to kill Munch had indeed wavered at this moment.

He did not understand what his uncle was going to do.

Only he could do it, After raiding the Yan Clan's mansion, Chen Xuanji discovered from the correspondence that Yan Yanyan, a seemingly weak girl, had already reached the Half-step Immortal Realm. She was the true leader of the Yan Clan, and she had died at his hands. From beginning to end, the girl did not resist at all.

She accepted all of this calmly, but because Chen Xuanji wanted her to die, she died at his hands.

A clan that possessed such a powerful person, and behind it were intertwined forces. Indeed, only Chen Xuanji, who was trusted by the girl, could uproot it from the Chen Kingdom.

Munch calculated all of this, so he brought Chen Xuanji back to the Chen Kingdom and helped him to the throne of the emperor. Then, he used all his means to force Chen Xuanji to the point of joining forces with the Yan Clan. Then, Chen Xuanji had no choice but to sacrifice his car to protect the commander. Only then did he have today's situation.

However, he still couldn't understand what Monk was trying to do..

In other words, he didn't want to understand that Monk, who had forced him to walk all the way to this state and forced him to change his appearance, was actually doing it for his own good.

"Come on! Kill me! Hold onto the power of the Chen Kingdom! Hold onto it! Don't let anyone steal him from you!" Monk suddenly shouted. His face was covered in dried and scabbed blood, and his head of black hair was scattered. His expression was ferocious and terrifying.

Chen Xuanji felt as if tens of thousands of ants were gnawing at him. His body retreated step by step, and his expression was on the verge of collapse.

Chen Xuanji kept muttering to himself, "Why! Why must we do this?" At this moment, his appearance made it difficult to associate him with the eldest disciple of the Exquisite Pavilion. His expression was so miserable that he looked like a homeless evil dog, hysterical and desperate.

"Born in the Imperial Clan, we have no choice!" Monk's expression became even more ferocious.

Chen Xuanji still wanted to retreat. All of this was more like a nightmare to him, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that his body had stopped uncontrollably.

He stretched out his hand and gripped the void. A sword appeared in his hand at that time. He was forced to step forward, step by step, towards Monk. And all of this did not come from his original heart. He even tried his best to resist all of this, but it was useless.

After a short moment of panic, he suddenly came to his senses and raised his head to look at the ferocious Munch not far away.

"This is .. you've cultivated into an immortal?" Chen Xuanji let out a cry of surprise. His cultivation had already reached the Great Evolution Realm, and Munch was actually able to control his body so easily. To Chen Xuanji, only an immortal could do this.

"An immortal who has been robbed of his palace and is about to die." Monk said with a smile.

However, the smile in Chen Xuanji's eyes was as terrifying as a ghost.

Chen Xuanji finally walked in front of Munch. The sword in his hand slowly reached out and stabbed into Munch's chest.

The smile on Munch's face grew heavier and heavier, and the ferocious look in his eyes also faded at that time. What appeared on his eyebrows was a faint sense of gratification and some kind of relief when he wanted something.

"What do you mean?" Chen Xuanji was getting more and more confused. He gritted his teeth and the veins on his forehead burst out in an attempt to resist the power lingering around him.

However, such an approach had little effect.

His sword still stabbed into Munch's chest, and blood flowed down his sword.

The more this happened, the denser the smile on Munch's face became.

He even moved forward, the sword stretching out straight from his back, blood spilling out of his mouth uncontrollably.

The brilliance in his eyes gradually dissipated, and his head rested on Chen Xuanji's shoulder. At this moment, he could clearly feel Chen Xuanji's body trembling.

"You did a good job, that's all. Only by being ruthless can you defend the Chen Kingdom, defend all of this.."

"Because .."

In the end, Munch's voice became softer and softer. Other than Chen Xuanji, who was very close to him, no one could hear what he was whispering in his ear.

However, the only thing that could be seen was that Chen Xuanji's pupils suddenly dilated after hearing those words, and an unbelievable expression covered his handsome face.

After saying this, Monk seemed to have completed one last thing. He said again, "So, show them and kill me!"

His voice suddenly became loud, as if a stern father was ordering his son.

Bloodlines appeared in Chen Xuanji's eyes, and the veins on his forehead seemed to be about to explode.

His hand trembled even more violently, so he had to stretch out his other hand to grip the hilt of the sword, as if it was the only way to grip the sword tightly enough.

Then he gritted his teeth..

"Good!!!"

He spoke loudly in a howling tone, his hysterical voice echoing in Changle Palace for a long time.

At that moment, his sword-wielding hand also twisted, shattering Munch's chest.

Monk used all of his strength to look up at Chen Xuanji. He looked at Chen Xuanji and his resolute face softened for the first time. He reached out to touch Chen Xuanji's face and used the last bit of strength in his mouth to say something irrelevant, "You and she .. look so alike."

Then, the colors in his pupils dissipated in that instant, and his extended hand weakly hung down..

He's dead..

Thirty years ago, Qin King Munch, who had risen and fell in the Chen Kingdom with a hundred thousand Tiger Leopard Cavalry in his hand, had died, allowing Great Xia to peek at the country's entrance for a long time.

Chen Xuanji hugged the ice-cold corpse, and he no longer felt the slightest bit of joy after his long-cherished wish was fulfilled. Then, his body collapsed onto the ground.

Tears suddenly flowed down from the corner of his eyes..

On that day, the Chen Kingdom announced that Monk had died of illness..

The palace guards and eunuchs rumoured that in Changle Palace, His Majesty cried, as if urging his heart and liver, all night long.

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