Second Year of Yuanxing, April 3rd.
Capital of the Red Desert Country, Red God City.
Yuwen Chengxuan sat quietly in the courtyard, watching the leaves fall one by one from the large banyan tree.
After personally killing his great-grandson, he maintained this state for several days.
With his cultivation as a Dao Establishnt Grandmaster, he could go without food or drink for days without any issues.
But in just a few days, Yuwen Chengxuan seed to have aged by decades.
As the patriarch of the Yuwen Family, he was indeed very old, already one hundred and ninety-seven years old this year!
The theoretical maximum lifespan of a Grandmaster is two hundred and forty years, but very few reach this limit, and with injuries causing foundational damage, reaching two hundred years is extrely rare for a Grandmaster.
In the first half of his life, Yuwen Chengxuan fought fiercely with others, facing life and death countless tis.
This is what led to the Yuwen Family's current glory!
He was gravely injured ti after ti, yet each ti stood back up again, his foundation damaged multiple tis, so he didn't expect to live to two hundred forty years.
Fortunately, before his end, the family had successors, and his great-grandson Yuwen Qiuchuan beca a Grandmaster.
And right at the ti of great change under Heaven, the Yuwen Family overthrew the Red Desert Royal Court, seizing the opportunity to ascend to the highest position!
Yuwen Chengxuan originally thought he could witness the Yuwen Family reach new glory in his lifeti, but he never imagined he would end up killing the hope of the Yuwen Family's future with his own hands.
If he could, he would rather die himself and let Yuwen Qiuchuan live!
But the Da Lan Dynasty was not easy to deceive.
How could an old man with only a few years to live compare with Yuwen Qiuchuan, a Grandmaster of just seventy?
Only by handing over Yuwen Qiuchuan, the ruling family head, could it be possible for the Da Lan Dynasty, who had already won everything, to spare the Yuwen Family.
"The envoy from the Da Lan Dynasty is arriving soon, senior, aren't you going to prepare for the reception?"
Without anyone noticing, another person had appeared in the courtyard, shrouded entirely in a black robe, features indistinguishable.
Yuwen Chengxuan had long ordered that no one was allowed near this courtyard without his permission.
After he personally killed Yuwen Qiuchuan, no one in the Yuwen Family dared to defy his will.
Yet this person arrived so naturally, and Yuwen Chengxuan was not the least bit bothered.
He continued to lie on the chair without any movent, expressionlessly saying:
"The envoy sent by the Da Lan Dynasty this ti has little to do with my Yuwen Family."
"Oh?"
The voice of the black-robed person was low and sowhat stiff in tone, "Now that most of the Red Desert Country is under the control of your Yuwen Family, it would likely be unrealistic for the Da Lan Dynasty to manage the Red Desert well without the Yuwen Family, wouldn't it?"
Yuwen Chengxuan scoffed: "The Wang family obediently opened the city gates and surrendered, which is why Wang Chengze was granted the title of King Xuanmo. If my Yuwen Family were also granted a principality after resisting till the last mont, what would the Wang family think?"
This elder of the Yuwen Family had long anticipated the outco of events.
He decisively killed his great-grandson Yuwen Qiuchuan just to preserve the Yuwen Family, without hoping for treatnt equal to that of the Wang family.
"Do you think the Da Lan Dynasty will take your life?"
The black-robed man asked, very directly.
Yuwen Chengxuan was not angry at the question, replying very confidently:
"No."
The black-robed man nodded: "I understand, the Da Lan Dynasty intends to appoint soone from other forces as the Red Desert King, but must rely on the Yuwen Family's power to stabilize the situation. Once you are killed and the Yuwen Family completely falls, chaos will ensue in the Red Desert, which does not align with the Da Lan Dynasty's interests."
Yuwen Chengxuan sneered: "I am an old man nearing the end of my life, perfectly suited to guard their Great Blue until power transitions smoothly and they fully control the Red Desert. By then, I'll be about to die, just in ti."
The black-robed man gazed at this nearly two-hundred-year-old elder, his eyes showing admiration.
The other party clearly understood the situation well, which is why he decisively killed Yuwen Qiuchuan, carving out a survival path for the Yuwen Family.
"Since senior sees things so clearly, what have you considered about the cooperation I ntioned earlier?"
The black-robed man asked.
Yuwen Chengxuan slowly closed his eyes: "When the ti cos, cooperation will naturally be possible."
The black-robed man nodded: "Your assurance is enough, may senior take care of yourself."
As soon as he finished speaking, a clamorous sound of gongs and drums suddenly ca from outside.
The Great Blue Envoy had entered the city!
Leaders of various forces in the Red Desert Country had already arrived early in Red God City, waiting to be received by the envoy of the Da Lan Dynasty.
Yuwen Chengxuan did not appear personally; the new family head represented the Yuwen Family.
Everything unfolded just as Yuwen Chengxuan had anticipated—
The Emperor of Great Blue selected a thirteen-year-old boy from the last surviving bloodline of the Red Desert Royal Family, and appointed him Red Desert King!
The majority of the Red Desert Royal Family had died by the sword of the Yuwen Family, and now, with supre power back in the royal hands, the Yuwen Family still had to help stabilize the situation.
None dared to defy the Emperor of Great Blue's appointnt.
Because defying ant death!
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Second Year of Yuanxing, April 5th.
On the third day after the Red Desert King was appointed.
Lanling City.
At the break of dawn, golden light pierced through the morning mist, spilling over the majestic city walls.
Outside Xuanwu Gate, a dense crowd had already filled both sides of the official road, eagerly looking forward. The air was filled with the scent of incense and dust, a festive excitent stirring within.
Suddenly, a heavy horn sounded from within the city, piercing the sky, and the crowd imdiately grew silent.
Two columns of Golden Armor Warriors marched out of the city gates with uniform steps, the pounding of their iron boots causing the ground to tremble slightly.
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