Fantasy: Life Simulator, Ten Years To Immortal Emperor

Beiwu Kingdom Imperial Palace.

The palace is resplendent with gold and jade, carved beams and painted buildings, magnificent and magnificent.

Standing on both sides were the officials of the Beiwu Group, all of whom looked worried. From time to time, they raised their heads to look at the old man lying on the couch with his arms in front of him, and sighed heavily.

The old man was Wu Yuan, the leader of Beiwu Kingdom. Judging from the aura exuding from his body, he was clearly a God Transformation Realm cultivator.

But at this moment, he was withered like fluff in the wind.

Obviously, the longevity is approaching, and the time limit has come.

"Your Majesty, yesterday another city of civilians was kidnapped by the Corpse Leader and made into a puppet. This is the fourth time. If this continues, our Beiwu will destroy the country!!" A powerful minister stepped forward a few steps , with a sad and angry tone.

Four cities!

Hundreds of thousands of common people died at the hands of Shikuizong.

Can't help but let him speak angrily to the king in public.

Wu Yuan opened his cloudy eyes, glanced at him, then slowly closed them, and said calmly, "Do you have any countermeasures?"

"Father, my son has sent someone to Ziyangzong to deliver a message. If someone comes to help, it is estimated that it will arrive within a few days!" The eldest prince Wu Zhengyang came out, and the cupped fist said loudly.

As soon as this remark came out, more than a dozen ministers looked over at the same time, their eyes full of surprise.

"What!!?"

"Dage, are you confused? You even asked Ziyang for protection!"

"Have you forgotten the annual tax of Scarlet Heaven Sect? It has only been a few days since you left, and you have attracted them again!!" The second prince Wu Hao shouted angrily with a gloomy face.

As soon as his voice fell, many people echoed.

"Yes, yes, the First Prince's move is inappropriate. The tax for the protection of the Immortal Sect is too high. Our country is weak and cannot bear it at all."

"They are the same as Devil Cultivator, they just use different methods in order to drain our country dry!!"

"That's not true. If the Corpse Sect Devil Cultivator is allowed to kill, our country may be wiped out within a year. What's the point of talking about the country!!" Some ministers also stood up and retorted.

"..."

For a while, the ministers on both sides argued endlessly, and even glared at each other!

In the end, there were few people who refuted it, and most people were in favor.

But Wu Yuan, the lord of the Beiwu Kingdom, was lying on the couch, as if he hadn't heard of it, his face was as calm as water, as if he didn't care about such things at all.

Wu Zhengyang looked back at Wu Hao, and said in a cold voice: "The people are the foundation of the country. If you don't ask for the protection of the immortal sect, how can you build a country if the people are slaughtered? Don't you understand the truth of the second brother?"

"Hmph, they're just some untouchables. If they die, they will die. There won't be a few cultivators a year in those rotten cities."

"Compared with Xianzong's taxation, it is clear at a glance which is more important!!"

"Besides, the Zombie Sect needs a mortal's body and it's not very useful, and it can't kill a few cities!"

Wu Hao didn't give in at all, and said every word with evidence.

"It's really short-sighted. The Corpse Chief Sect is a branch developed from Youzhou. There are Devil Cultivators everywhere. Once they get a taste of the sweetness, other Devil Dao sects will definitely come here!!" Wu Zhengyang was furious, his voice cold cold.

Beiwu Kingdom is only a thousand miles away from the border of Youzhou.

There have been wars all year round, but the Devil Dao cultivator was not so rampant when it was under the protection of the Akasaka Sect.

But now that the Scarlet Sky Sect has been destroyed, they bared their fangs, no longer afraid, and blatantly slaughtered the citizens of Beiwu!!

Today is Corpse Sect!

Tomorrow may be the Ghost Sect, the Blood Sect!

"You don't need to be alarmist, I don't believe it. If I leave the Xianzong, my Beiwu will destroy the country?" Wu Hao snorted, and said: "Look at how many ministers in the palace agree to invite the Xianzong to protect you. Don't go your own way. Even if Xianzong comes, this king will not agree to be attached!"

More than a dozen ministers agreed one after another, as if they had discussed it, and their caliber was surprisingly unanimous!

Wu Zhengyang's face was as gloomy as water, and he coldly glanced at everyone in the hall.

The Lord of Beiwu was about to die, so he didn't know that the officials were standing in line.

Recently, the powerful cultivators under his command have been making bizarre Deaths one after another, coupled with the fact that he, a good Little Brother, obstructed him in every possible way to seek help from Xianzong, so he must have reached some kind of agreement with Devil Dao Sect.

However, his father Wu Yuan had no intention of intervening to seize the heir. If this continues, without the support of Xianzong, he will definitely die!

Thinking of this, Wu Zhengyang stopped wasting words with him, walked out of the Great Hall with his sleeves flicked with an ugly face, and Yu Jian came to the city wall of the capital. As usual, still looking at the distant sky, looking forward to the arrival of Ziyangzong.

Two hours later.

A young man in a white robe galloped towards the capital with a bloody long knife.

Wu Zhengyang's eyes were fixed, he didn't seem to be quite the same age, and he tentatively said through the sound transmission with luck: "Your Excellency, are you from the Ziyang Immortal Sect?"

Ning Ze stopped and glanced at him.

"Exactly, who are you?"

Wu Zhengyang was overjoyed when he heard the words, and quickly cupped his hands and said: "The great prince of Xiabei Wu Kingdom, Wu Zhengyang, please come over and have a talk!"

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