Chapter Six: The Emperor's Decree Manifests Its Power, Forcing Him to Kneel Before Me

“Just now, a surge of Emperor’s aura emanated from the Xiao family—what could this mean? Could it be that my senses deceived me?” Outside the Xiao residence, a purple-robed elder hovered high above, eyes narrowing as he stared down at Xiao Cangming, who stubbornly refused to kneel. A flicker of suspicion crossed his gaze.

For just a moment, he had indeed sensed a supreme Emperor’s presence within the Xiao clan. Although this aura was fleeting, it carried an overwhelming menace, as if it held the power to decide his very life and death in an instant.

The elder found himself uncertain—had he misread the situation, or did the Xiao family conceal an unused reservoir of Emperor-level strength?

“The Xiao family is but a fallen imperial lineage. How could they possibly still harbor Emperor’s essence? Surely, my senses are mistaken!”

Yet, the elder soon sneered coldly, dismissing his doubts. He refused to believe that the Xiao family possessed such hidden depths. If they truly had such power, why had they not unleashed it until now?

“So, you refuse to kneel? Then die!”

Seeing Xiao Cangming drenched in blood yet unyielding, the purple-robed elder resolved to make an example of him. First, he would snuff out this ancient sage clinging to life.

He extended his palm, preparing to summon the quasi-Emperor decree hovering above his head, ready to unleash its full force and erase the venerable Xiao elder. But at that moment, a clear and resonant voice cut through the air.

“Stop right there!”

The purple-robed elder looked up to see a stunningly beautiful young woman clad in pale yellow, her voice laced with unyielding authority and a trace of righteous anger in her brows.

“So you’re the girl the young lord favored,” the elder remarked sharply, his eyes scrutinizing her as she hurried forward, a mocking smile curling his lips.

“Looks like the Xiao family has finally decided to surrender and hand you over. Wouldn’t it have been easier to do so earlier?”

There was a hint of regret in his tone. He had hoped to personally end a sage's life, but now that the Xiao family seemed ready to sacrifice Xiao Jinyu, he felt reluctant to slay another sage from the clan.

“Jinyu... why have you come here...?”

Xiao Cangming, barely conscious, was startled to see her arrive alone. Grief deepened his expression; two streams of blood tears traced down his cheeks as his voice faltered with sorrow.

“You shouldn’t have come here. You really shouldn’t have…”

“We, the Xiao family, would rather die standing than live on our knees… Have you forgotten my words just now?”

Xiao Cangming’s voice trembled with fierce indignation. He feared that her arrival signaled the clan’s decision to sacrifice her for temporary safety.

But what meaning did such a sacrifice hold?

Today’s submission would only lead to more submission tomorrow.

In the end, the Xiao family would lose all dignity and be utterly destroyed.

If it came to that, better the family be wiped out completely.

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