Fantasy: Empress Wife, Cute Kids Cause Havoc in Jiuzhou

Chapter 350: 348: Long Shaotian: Today I Must Avenge the Humiliation of Being Spanked



Chapter 350: Chapter 348: Long Shaotian: Today I Must Avenge the Humiliation of Being Spanked

Imperial Palace Martial Arts Arena.

Empress Long Yurou sat in the main seat, occasionally glancing into the distance, her heart filled with anxiety, yet her face revealed not a trace of it.

“Your Majesty, we merely dispatched the weakest of the ten Heavenly Prides of Longzhou, and have already won nine matches. Today is the last match,”

the middle-aged man seating on the lower left turned his head towards Long Yurou and said with a smile.

Long Yurou remained calm and spoke indifferently, “The ten bouts have not yet concluded, the outcome remains uncertain.”

“Our Longzhou is the Ancestral Land of the Long Family clan, all nine branches stemming from Longzhou, including yours. Only because the old Martial God came from your branch, did it become the main lineage, while the other eight branches defend the various states on your behalf.”

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The middle-aged man suddenly said, “But in our generation, the main lineage has withered, with only two females left; how will you manage the vast Jiuzhou Empire? Have you, Your Majesty, ever visited Jiuzhou? Have you seen whether the people of Jiuzhou are willing to let a woman lead them? We are all borne of the Long Family, regardless of which branch ascends to the throne, there is no difference. Don’t you agree, Your Majesty? Once you have children of your own, if they are capable, they can naturally take back the throne, right?”

Long Yurou turned her head to look at the middle-aged man, her tone even as she spoke, “Long Yusheng, if I remember correctly, before the establishment of the Jiuzhou Empire, our branch was expelled from the Long Family, cast out of Longzhou, right? Our ancestor, outcast and alone, founded the Jiuzhou Empire and cultivated to Martial God without the support of the Ancestral Land of the Long Family. It was only after our branch rose in power that you began to proclaim us as people of the Longzhou Long Family. Out of old ties, our ancestor let your eight branches defend the eight states, which was already a grand gesture of goodwill. And now you covet the throne?”

“Over the years, my eight branches have defended the eight states of the Empire, managing them well and contributing to the Empire. If Your Majesty were a man, succeeding to the throne, we would certainly have no objections. But alas, you are but a daughter.”

Long Yusheng snorted coldly as he spoke.

“Who says a daughter cannot rule the world?” Long Yurou responded coldly.

Long Yusheng did not agree or disagree, turned his head to look at the sky, and said indifferently, “Your Majesty, the time is about right. Should we begin the last match now?”

On hearing this, Long Yurou’s brow furrowed slightly, and she fell into silence.

“Who else?”

A Heavenly Pride of Longzhou appeared in the Martial Arts Arena, his icy gaze sweeping over the Heavenly Prides of Central State. He held his head high, his question filled with an air of unchallenged superiority.

The Heavenly Prides of Central State all hung their heads, none daring to face the challenge.

They were all aware of the consequences of losing this last match; no one dared to step up rashly. Even Central State’s number one Heavenly Pride, Li Yuxin, was defeated in a few moves the day before. What chance would they have?

“If only those two rascals were here.”

Su Qingyu, who had already lost a match, suddenly let out a light sigh.

“Those two rascals?”

Standing to the side, Mu Yebai’s gaze flickered, and he said, “They are probably not yet at the Half-step Martial God Realm, right? Even if they came, they might not necessarily win.”

“At least they would have a better chance than us.”

Su Qingyu shook her head with a bitter smile, “If only we had known this would happen today, we should have brought those two kids to Central State from the beginning.”

“How boring.”

Within the ranks of the Heavenly Prides of Longzhou, Long Shaotian seemed somewhat disappointed. He hadn’t even taken the field yet, and just one person was enough to sweep through the Heavenly Prides of Central State. This was really rather dull.

“Is this all Central State’s Heavenly Prides amount to?”

The Heavenly Pride of Longzhou on the stage bore an endless contempt on his face, laughing arrogantly as he said, “Central State has no successors, how can it lead Jiuzhou towards glory? It would be better to abdicate the throne sooner rather than later.”

“Abdicate!”

“Abdicate!”

The Heavenly Prides from Longzhou cried in unison, their momentum overpowering.

Though the Heavenly Prides of Central State were all seething with anger, they couldn’t find the words to speak.

Long Yusheng turned his head to look at Long Yurou, asking smugly, “Your Majesty, does Central State have any more Heavenly Prides willing to step forward? If not, then this match is considered your loss. After losing ten matches, according to the agreement, Your Majesty must abdicate and yield the throne.”

Long Yurou maintained a calm expression, remaining silent.

Long Yusheng continued, “Of course, Your Majesty could choose not to honor the agreement, as long as you can execute this subject right here.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the three men sitting beside him suddenly stood up, unleashing their aura.

That aura, surpassing that of a Peak Martial Emperor, swept across the entire Martial Arts Arena, leaving everyone struggling to breathe.

“Presumptuous!”

Several figures appeared out of thin air beside Long Yurou, releasing the aura of Peak Martial Emperors to counter it.

However, the realm of the opposition had already surpassed the Martial Emperor, reaching the Half-step Martial God Realm, how could they, as Peak Martial Emperors, possibly contend with that?

Thump!

It wasn’t long before several of the Peak Martial Emperors started bleeding from the corners of their mouths.

Long Yurou’s face was still calm, as she just looked faintly at Long Yusheng and said, “Long Yusheng, do you truly believe that with these three Half-step Martial Gods, you can suppress the Empire?”

Watching the calm-faced Long Yurou, Long Yusheng’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he said in an imperceptible tone, “The old Martial God fell during his ascension, the Empire is now without a Guardian God; who under the heavens could contend with them?”

“Is that so?”

Long Yurou smiled indifferently.

Seeing this, Long Yusheng’s heart skipped a beat. Could the Empire truly have a new Guardian God?

But if someone were Crossing the Divine Tribulation, all of Jiuzhou would sense it, yet he had never sensed any such disturbances before.

However, these three Half-step Martial Gods came from the Divine Realm. Although their realms were greatly suppressed, their combat experience is incomparable to that of the Martial Gods of Jiuzhou. Moreover, they had special methods that allowed them to possess combat power comparable to that of Martial Gods. Even if the Empire had a new Guardian God, he was not afraid.

If he could draw out that new Martial God and take the opportunity to execute him, he could indeed force the Empress to abdicate.

“Your Majesty, who will take the stage for the final match?”

Long Yusheng asked once more.

Long Yurou glanced into the distance and seeing no movement, she sighed slightly in her heart, her gaze falling upon the Heavenly Pride Camp of Central State as she scanned over each one.

Most of these Heavenly Prides were at the Early Stage of Martial Saint, how could they compete with the Heavenly Prides from Longzhou.

How did Longzhou manage to do this? There never used to be so many strong Heavenly Prides before. What methods did those people from the Divine Realm use? How could they have created so many Half-step Martial Emperor Heavenly Prides in such a short amount of time?

Long Yurou took another look at the three people sitting next to Long Yusheng, her brow slightly furrowed.

“I’ll take the last match,”

Just then, a petite figure appeared out of nowhere in the Martial Arts Arena.

She wore a phoenix-shaped mask, clad in red, with a bottle in her hand, sucking on Beast Milk. The bottle was still emitting white vapor, evidently chilled.

“It’s her, that wild child.”

In the Heavenly Pride Camp of Longzhou, Long Shaotian suddenly stood up, his eyes flashing with a hint of fear before muttering through gritted teeth, “I have broken through to the Martial Emperor Realm, wild child, today I must avenge the past spanking.”

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