"Guards, bring me my sword!"

Wu Xiao clenched her fists, her body radiating a strong killing intent. This was truly outrageous! The old bastard Grand Preceptor was plotting to seize the power of the Wu Dynasty and even wanted to marry her. He had to be killed.

At first, she didn't want to become the female emperor of the Wu Dynasty.

Because she had no feelings for the Wu Dynasty, and had never even met the old emperor, she planned to stay for a few days and then leave.

But now, she's determined to be the empress.

"You'd better not provoke him."

All the maids remained kneeling on the ground, trembling, because the Imperial Preceptor was too terrifying. If they angered him, the bloodline of the Wu Dynasty might truly be wiped out.

Wu Xiao angrily said, "Stop talking nonsense and bring me my sword."

A commoner's anger can cause blood to splatter three steps away; an emperor's anger can cause millions of corpses to lie in wait and blood to flow for a thousand miles.

When I, Wu Xiao, am enraged, even the heavens have to yield.

With an air of confidence, she turned around abruptly, the wind gently lifting her black hair to reveal a delicate face with exquisite features, flawless skin, and unparalleled beauty.

Her normally watery eyes were now filled with anger.

Her proud chest heaved, her small face was filled with anger, her eyebrows were curved, her figure was slender, and her appearance was absolutely stunning. She was so beautiful that she could topple kingdoms and was as delicate as a flower. She was truly a rare beauty.

"Holy crap, that's beautiful!"

Li Ming could see it clearly in the Boundless Bowl: her stunningly beautiful face paired with such a domineering and aloof voice made her seem like a queen.

With her unparalleled beauty and domineering aura, she was absolutely suited to be an empress.

If she were to become empress, she would surely be able to suppress the entire world.

Her aura wasn't something she cultivated; it was innate. With just one glance, Li Ming could tell that this woman was born to be an emperor.

Now I'm somewhat looking forward to seeing if she can kill the Imperial Advisor.

She only has the aura now; we don't know her true strength. I continue to stare at the Boundless Bowl.

Wu Xiao's face was cold, and soon a maid brought him the sword.

She reached out and took it, drew the sword, and with a clang, threw the scabbard to the ground.

Barefoot, draped in a red veil, and expressionless, he walked step by step towards the place of coronation.

Today, she will kill the imperial advisor and become the empress of the Wu Dynasty.

The maids were stunned, and then followed, carrying the trailing veil on the ground.

They naturally knew that Wu Xiao was a martial artist, because when she entered the palace, she had a sword hanging at her waist, which gave them some clues. They just didn't know how skilled she was.

However, no matter how strong he is, he can't possibly be stronger than the Imperial Advisor.

The Wu Dynasty is a nation that cultivates immortality and practices martial arts. This nation has many super strong individuals, but the strongest is the Grand Preceptor, who is the only God-King in the Wu Dynasty.

He had eight sons, each of whom was an outstanding individual, and each of whom was a powerful celestial king.

That's what makes him so arrogant.

It is precisely because of this that the lineage of the Imperial Preceptor is almost the dominant force in the Wu Dynasty.

Not to mention the Imperial Preceptor, even his eight sons were few and far between in the Wu Dynasty.

These maids harbored a sliver of hope, expecting Wu Xiao to turn the tables.

Wu Xiao walked barefoot on the red carpet, sword in hand. The murderous aura emanating from him grew stronger and stronger, gradually transforming into a vast ocean, and his roaring voice echoed between heaven and earth.

More and more soldiers lined both sides of the carpet, their brows furrowing as they saw the Empress's particularly menacing aura.

All the officers and soldiers were the eyes and ears of the Imperial Advisor. When they saw the Empress carrying a sword, one of the officers and soldiers stepped forward and said, "It is not appropriate to carry a sword on the day of your coronation."

"puff……"

With a flash of sword light, the soldier's head fell to the ground, his blood splattering onto the carpet, a striking sight.

"Empress, what do you mean by this?" Another soldier stepped forward to speak.

"puff……"

With a single strike of her sword, Wu Xiao cleaved the soldiers in two, blood splattering, some falling onto the carpet, others onto her red veil.

The maids holding the long, light veil were all stunned.

However, Wu Xiao's next move surprised them beyond words. She unleashed her power, and two identical figures flew out from her body.

It was like cutting straw; the attack was swift and decisive, happening in the blink of an eye.

Wu Xiao arrived at the spacious open-air square. At this moment, the soldiers on both sides behind him suddenly changed their expressions, their bodies split in two, and they collapsed on the ground, their blood completely staining the ground red.

At the entrance to the open-air plaza, a stunningly beautiful figure in red suddenly appeared.

She was barefoot, walking on the carpet, her red gauze fluttering in the wind, a sword in her hand, surveying the entire square.

Thousands of civil and military officials were in the square, all staring in astonishment at what was behind her, for the soldiers on both sides were all dead.

When they saw blood dripping from the sword in Wu Xiao's hand, they knew it was her doing.

Their eyes widened in surprise: "The Empress is nothing like the mere figurehead they described."

One-tenth of the civil and military officials knelt down in obeisance, while the rest, who were all the Grand Preceptor's men, naturally did not.

The imperial advisor at the forefront snapped out of his daze and stared at the empress. Her face was still stunningly beautiful, and this outfit was even more beautiful than usual, though it exuded a stronger murderous aura.

"What are you trying to do?" the Imperial Advisor asked.

Blood dripped continuously from the sword Wu Xiao carried, but his face remained calm as he walked step by step toward him, saying:

"I will kill you."

The two words struck like a thunderbolt, startling everyone.

"You are truly ignorant and arrogant! I am the only God-King of the Martial Dynasty, with numerous Immortal Kings under my command. You have only practiced swordsmanship for a few years, yet you dare to speak to me like that? You are courting death!"

The Imperial Advisor's eyes flashed.

He was going to lay his cards on the table and ascend the throne himself, no longer needing Wu Xiao, the female emperor puppet. The Wu Dynasty was a society where the strong were respected, and strength was the only true measure of power.

"Since you've chosen to die, don't blame me. Today I will wipe out the Wu family's bloodline."

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