655 Country Mourning (1/2)

”That small little herring acquired my great Nine Transference Creation Golden Pill. you could say it has pretty good luck!”

Suddenly a voice rang out, causing Yuan Hong and the younger sister to tremble and hurriedly kneel. ”Holy Elder, please forgive us for our mistake!”

Amidst the clear sound, Fang Yuan slowly walked out with a fire in his golden eyes.

In his line of sight, that red dragon instantly flew thousands of miles, and it even promptly reincarnated and transformed into an adult after obtaining this great power of creation!

”Elder, this entire matter was my fault! I beseech you, please reduce your punishment!”

The younger sister bit her teeth and kneeled, pleading with a ghastly white face.

”You know that you're also in the wrong?”

Fang Yuan glanced at her and shook his head. ”You lost my Golden Pill. Under normal circumstances… You would be stripped of your spiritual roots and cultivation while also being degraded to the level a brute…”

This punishment made Yuan Hong's body tremble upon hearing it. His lips moved but, ultimately, no words came out.

”… Considering your contributions after so many years, even without any merit, you've put in hard work. I will banish you into the Red Cloud Hollow, and you will suffer the pain of being burned by blazing clouds everyday! Let this serve as a warning to the others!”

Luckily, Fang Yuan changed his punishment after that.

”Many thanks to the Holy Elder for showing mercy!”

Hearing that she wouldn't be stripped of her spiritual cultivation and wouldn't be degraded to the level of a brute, the younger sister was elated at first. However, she immediately became frightened once she heard the punishment about the Red Cloud Hollow.

”As for you…”

Fang Yuan glanced at Yuan Hong, and he said, ”You're also in the wrong. Go to the Yellow Turban warriors yourself and receive a hundred thunder whips!”

”Many thanks to the Holy Elder!”

Yuan Hong didn't dare to say anything else, and he obediently accepted his punishment.

After he waited for the two of them to leave, Fang Yuan remained silent. He then immediately asked a question, ”Stone child, what do you think of our current situation?”

”Teacher, you are high up in the heavens, and everything you do or say leads to creation. Is there any logic behind asking such a lowly disciple like me to intervene?”

The stone kid hurriedly retracted what he said. ”The main culprit is ultimately that red dragon. I do not have the abilities, but am willing to request the army to go forth and capture that evil dragon to bring it to justice!”

”The dragon has obtained my Golden Pill and should still have one round of creation. Wait for it and go collect it after around ten years.”

Fang Yuan shook his head and rejected the stone child's suggestion.

”Creation?”

Evidently, the small stone couldn't comprehend it.

”The Xuan Nation has already reached the point of tearing down the old and establishing the new. The rise of heroes, and the relentless pursuit after dragons… even…”

Fang Yuan laughed and didn't say anything else.

This time, many of his disciples were also involved and couldn't escape.

And with the addition of this red dragon that was intentionally released, there was an 80% chance that there would be a commotion among the humans.

The 45th year of the Xuan Nation's history, the capital.

Amidst a sea of complaints, Xuan laid down on the sickbed as his life gradually approached its end.

Amongst the mourners, there were those who cried audibly with tears, those who wept soundlessly but with tears, and those who howled audibly but without tears.

Even though Xuan's mind was already muddled, at that moment, he could hear that there weren't any genuine mourners in his surroundings. His son was awaiting his throne, his maids and servants were instead worried about their own future, and those power-holders definitely had their own plans.

However, he was already too exhausted to care about these things.

His thoughts already returned to the time of his original tribal life.

From when he initially lived a savage life, where he had to struggle for survival, until later on when he became a brave warrior and received reverence and respect…

The moment he could never forget was still the moment he obtained the fruit and became a person with extraordinary talents..

Precisely as a result of him grasping the energy of the flames, he was able to consolidate the various tribes along the Giant River in order to defeat the giant beasts and construct a unified kingdom.

Unfortunately, even this extraordinary ability was unable to recover his lifespan.

He was filled with hatred!

He hated the Gods for not giving him another five hundred years!

He hated not being able to have the life-prolonging exotic flowers and magical fruits!

He especially hated the fact that he couldn't be immortal and invincible like those Immortal Cultivators!

”Messenger…”

That extraordinary hatred was like tens of poisonous snakes creeping up on him and gnawing at his heart.

Xuan used his last ounce of strength and struggled to speak.

”Father!”

A middle-aged man immediately leaned over with his eyes twinkling with expectation and forced tears.

Unfortunately, what Xuan was about to say wasn't what he wanted to hear.

”After I die… Kill Peng! No… Kill him now!”

Xuan laughed out loud like a night owl. ”As a state instructor, he has failed to meet the expectations of the ocean, and he wasn't even able to refine the life-prolonging Golden Pills. Thus, he has misled the ruler! Those who mislead the ruler must die!”

”Yes!”

Even a king on his deathbed had immense authority and power.

A few warriors bowed and rapidly left.

Seeing their backs, Xuan was suddenly filled with a sense of satisfaction, and he pointed to his son, saying, ”When I die… pass on the position… pass on the position…”

He diligently wanted to leave behind a will, but unfortunately, the previous order seemed to have exhausted too much of his mental and physical strength. No matter how frantic the prince was, to the point that his face turned completely red, he was still unable to hear the words that he wanted to hear.

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