Chapter 1781: This Is An Order (2/2)

Fang Xuanxuan was red-faced as she gave Zhao Lei another fierce glare, fuming till her cheeks were puffed up, but did not say another word. If she said another world, Zhao Lei would probably say something that would make her want to run away.

At this time, in the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s waiting area not far away, Han Qing’s venomous frosty gaze was fixed on Huang Xiaolong like a poisonous viper.

After a month of healing using many of the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s rare and precious herbs, Han Qing’s injuries had recovered well on the surface, but it was only on the surface. There was terrifying darkness energy inside her body wreaking havoc. Based on her judgment, as well as Zhang Renjie and other Ancestors’ judgment, only an existence that had surpassed the Emperor Realm could expel the darkness energy from her body.

Only by expelling that darkness energy could her injuries heal genuinely.

Otherwise, in this lifetime, she would never truly recover.

“Li Junhua.” Han Qing suddenly called out.

“Li Junhua is present. What order does Ancestor Han Qing have?” An impressive looking young man stepped out from the side and asked respectfully. He was the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s disciple Li Junhua.

Li Junhua, the strongest amongst the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s participating disciples, was ranked sixth in the preliminary round.

“On the battle stage, if you come across Huang Xiaolong, you must do your best, and use every method you can think of to kill Huang Xiaolong!” Han Qing ordered icily. “As long as you successfully kill Huang Xiaolong, the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s five million low-grade chaos spirit stones bounty is yours!”

Li Junhua opened his mouth, and his expression looked troubled as he tried to say, “Ancestor Han Qing, this…!”

“This what? This is an order!” Han Qing’s piercing gaze fell on Li Junhua, “Are you going to defy my order?”

Li Junhua lowered his head and replied, “Disciple wouldn’t dare.”

“That’s good then. Go, I know that you did not exert your full force during the preliminary round. That is not the extent of your true strength. As long as you kill Huang Xiaolong, you would have performed a meritorious deed for the Grandmist Emperor Palace. Apart from the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s five million low-grade chaos spirit stones bounty, this Ancestor will give you an additional reward!” Han Qing’s tone was irrefutable.

Li Junhua could only comply respectfully and stepped back to his position.

But Zhang Renjie, who watched everything, hesitated at this point, “Ancestor Han Qing, that does not seem to be a good idea… What if our Emperor finds out about this, would he…?”

Han Qing sneered, “Huang Xiaolong killed two of our Grandmist Emperor Palace’s Heavenly Monarch Realm core disciples. Hence Li Junhua killing him on the battle stage is like avenging Grandmist Emperor Palace’s disciples. This is right and just. My order is also right and just. Not to mention, our Grandmist Emperor has no relationship with Huang Xiaolong. Do we still need to think twice and consider so many things to avenge our disciples? Is our Grandmist Emperor going to protect Huang Xiaolong after all of this?”

Zhang Renjie’s mouth opened and closed silently.

Other Ancestors exchanged a silent glance, and none of them utter a word.

Han Qing was in charge of the Grandmist Emperor Palace’s Task Hall, so issuing task orders was under her jurisdiction, and it was inappropriate for others to stop her. Moreover, Han Qing’s arguments seemed sound and concrete, and Huang Xiaolong had admitted to killing two Grandmist Emperor Palace’s disciples.

Han Qing looked in Huang Xiaolong’s direction again. Her gaze fixed on Peng Xiao beside Huang Xiaolong, and an idea came to her mind. She sneered coldly then walked towards several Grandmist Emperor Palace’s disciples, and ordered, “Later, on the battle stage, if you come across the Fortune Emperor Palace’s Peng Xiao, use your full force, kill her if possible. If you succeed, I will heavily reward you.”

“This is an order, do you all understand me?”

“Yes, Ancestor Han Qing.”

Han Qing nodded with satisfaction. Another cold sneer curved at the corners of her mouth as she thought inwardly, ‘I want you to watch your woman die right before your eyes so that you can enjoy the pain!’

These disciples’ rankings were much higher than Peng Xiao, and there was a high chance they would encounter Peng Xiao on the battle stage.

Killing Huang Xiaolong could be difficult for them, but these disciples were likely to kill Peng Xiao.

“The Heavenly Emperor arrives—!”

As everyone waited for the semi-finals to begin, a Heavenly Court’s Marshal suddenly announced in a loud voice.

On the horizon, celestial maidens sprinkled petals in the air. Petals floated down as a group of experts, who flew towards the Terrace of Heaven and surrounded a chariot pulled by nine dragons. On the dragon chariot sat a middle-aged man clad in a brocade robe embroidered with nine flying dragons.

He was the Heavenly Emperor! This person had finally appeared.

The Heavenly Emperor was going to watch the semi-finals in person.