Chapter 251: Chapter 107: The Fall of the Wang Family, Cultivators Head South
"There is actually a flying sword in this world?
Are there really cultivators?"
Li Xuan was puzzled.
Then, he couldn’t help but ask himself some questions: "What were those cultivators doing when Great Yin was plagued by demons? Why are they stepping forward now?
Didn’t Empress Dowager Wang offer them gold before? Why are they opposing her now?"
Tonight, he felt that something else was going to happen.
He held Xiaojing.
Xiaojing sat obediently on his lap.
Li Xuan continued to watch the capital.
In the capital, Empress Dowager Wang was mobilizing the army, but there were problems with these troops.
One after another, the Wang family’s direct lineage members were quietly eliminated, replaced by generals not aligned with the Wang family faction.
Those generals might have originally followed Wang Baxian, but their loyalty was to Great Yin, not the Wang family, especially since Wang Baxian was dead.
With Wang Baxian gone, these people should have had opportunities to ascend, but the Wang family’s direct lineage descended from above blocked their path.
And now, the time had come.
The Empress Dowager Wang called the army into the capital, and they... just openly marched in.
The turnover of power in the dynasty had always been like a stage, one side stepping down for another to take the spotlight.
By the time Empress Dowager Wang realized something was wrong, the situation was beyond saving.
After the snowy night, the torches blazed fiercely, illuminating the cold, harsh armor.
Empress Dowager Wang and Empress Dowager were trapped by the palace guards, with no chance to escape, looking around in a daze until someone emerged from the armored ranks, making them suddenly aware...
Who was it?
Clad in a python robe, he still carried the scent of alcohol and rouge, usually with bleary, lustful eyes teasing women’s clothes, but today... those eyes were clear and cold.
The person who came was none other than the late king’s fifth brother, also the old king’s Fifth Prince—Zhao She.
This Fifth Prince had been made a king early on and then indulged in wine and women, unrestrained.
No one expected him to appear today.
Zhao She said coldly, "Did the demon queen ever think there would be a day like this when she harmed my second brother?"
Empress Dowager Wang cried hoarsely, "What feelings do you have for the late king? How often did you call him second brother when he was alive?"
Zhao She did not answer.
Is there any point in answering such questions?
Second brother or not, all have the blood of the Zhao family flowing through them.
The Zhao family royalty could not bear to see power slipping away, naturally wanting to thoroughly eliminate the Wang family’s external influence.
At this moment, Zhao She clapped his hands and said, "Come, escort the Empress Dowager and the Empress Dowager back to the palace to rest."
Empress Dowager Wang would naturally not think that "resting back in the palace" meant Zhao She would let her off.
On the contrary, once she returned to the palace, she would be confined for a few days, and when things calmed, she’d silently die from a cup of poisoned wine, and then she would seem to vanish suddenly, with no one to discuss anything about her anymore.
The royal family needed decorum.
Even in death, one must die quietly, decently, not publicly.
Empress Dowager Wang was despondent, suddenly crying out, "Buddha, Buddha have mercy, Buddha!"
But she received no response.
Soon, Empress Dowager Wang and the Empress Dowager were taken back to the palace, guarded by palace staff outside.
And the high power replacement of Great Yin had just begun...
Li Xuan was watching all along, but he did not see the flying sword again.
"Daddy, what are you looking at?" Xiaojing asked.
Li Xuan snapped back to reality, finally realizing he had been staring into space for too long, then smiled, "Just daydreaming."
"What are you daydreaming about?"
"About how beautiful Xiaojing will be when she grows up."
Mmm~~
The two-year-old girl kissed her daddy on the cheek.
She... also cherished this father-daughter bond in this life very much.
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Several days later.
Empress Dowager Wang and the Empress Dowager both succumbed to poisoned wine, completely disappearing from the palace.
The ministers nominated Zhao She as king.
Zhao She ascended to power.
Subsequently, a great battle erupted in the north, a war between the Zhao family royal house and the remnants of the Wang family.
However, the Wang family ultimately had unstable foundations and how many of their soldiers were willing to fight hard?
In less than two months, the Wang family was wiped out.
Li Xuan did not intervene.
Strictly speaking, he was even considered part of the Zhao family royalty’s side, as soon as something happened, the Zhao family royalty thought of him and sent blood letters seeking his intervention, but he did not respond.
All Zhao family members actually understood this point.
Prince Qing wasn’t not stepping in, he simply couldn’t.
After all, under the Buddha’s suppression, no one could step out.
As for that, the Buddha naturally wouldn’t intervene either.
An iron temple, a transient dynasty, the Buddha above is Buddha, once involved he wouldn’t be.
Li Xuan had once thought of rescuing the Empress Dowager, but after consideration, he dismissed the idea.
An Empress Dowager could pose endless future troubles, potentially dragging the entire Li family into the abyss.
At this time, what he wanted to see was the cultivators’ strength on Bronze Plain, and the attitude of the Zhao royal family.
By normal logic, wouldn’t the royal family and Bronze Plain naturally move south to launch a massive campaign against Buddha?
Li Xuan was already prepared.
In any case, he had a foot in both camps, and either way was safe.
He was just waiting.
He was very curious about what cultivators cultivated.
Could cultivators extend one’s lifespan?
Could they help others extend theirs?
How did their flying swords fly?
Where was their sect? And how many were there?
Thinking of this, Li Xuan couldn’t help but pick up a twig and throw it forward.
Sss~~~
The twig broke through the air but fell again.
Li Xuan could use incense fire to transform into a rainbow, making the twig instantly pierce somewhere, but couldn’t control it so nimbly.
However, that day, he saw clearly how the flying sword spun in the air like a dragon or python, extremely agile!
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March in the spring.
No cavalry came south.
The scene of Buddha shrines being demolished did not occur.
