"I didn't expect you to be so despicable, Yan King! The millennia of Yan Kingdom's foundation was destroyed by your hand, and you deserve it!" Zixia looked at the Yan King with disgust and then raised her gaze deeply to Wang Xiaoqiang, solemnly saying, "Wang Xiaoqiang, now that you have become the Lord of the Yan Kingdom, you must treat the people of Yan Kingdom kindly and never commit murder."

Wang Xiaoqiang saw that Fairy Zixia finally compromised and said earnestly, "Fairy, rest assured, I will certainly treat the people of Yan Kingdom well."

The Yan King saw that Fairy Zixia and Wang Xiaoqiang had come to an agreement and looked like she was about to leave. In panic, he rushed up to hug Fairy Zixia's leg, pleading, "Upper Immortal, save me. Once you leave, Wang Xiaoqiang is bound to kill me."

Fairy Zixia pulled her foot out, looked at the Yan King with disgust, and raised her head to ask Wang Xiaoqiang, "What do you plan to do with him?"

"I initially planned to let him continue to be the lord of Yan Kingdom, but it turns out he is so inhumane. It seems I have to replace him…" Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the Yan King with a playful smile.

The Yan King collapsed to the ground upon hearing this, realizing too late that Wang Xiaoqiang had indeed promised to let him continue ruling the Yan Kingdom. Now, he had backstabbed Wang Xiaoqiang with no success, rendering him unable even to be a puppet Emperor.

"You cannot kill him!" Fairy Zixia eyed Wang Xiaoqiang, saying, "From the king to the common people of Yan Kingdom, not a single life must be taken."

"Rest assured, Fairy; if I wanted to kill him, he wouldn't be alive now. Besides, he married his daughter to me. How could I bear to kill this father-in-law?" Wang Xiaoqiang looked at the Yan King and smiled playfully.

The Yan King blushed deeply upon hearing this, too ashamed to lift his face from the ground.

Fairy Zixia gave the Yan King a disdainful look, flicked her sleeve, and vanished with a swirl of dust.

Watching Fairy Zixia disappear into the night sky, the Yan King blacked out with fear. He didn't trust Wang Xiaoqiang's assurances for a second, believing that with Fairy Zixia gone, his end was near.

Wang Xiaoqiang walked up to the Yan King, bent over, patted his face, and sneered, "Look at you, the emperor of Yan Kingdom, truly without dignity!"

Then, raising his head, he looked toward Princess Xiangxiang and said, "Princess Xiangxiang, how do you think I should deal with him?"

Princess Xiangxiang showed a hint of panic, a hint of pleading, "Wang Dashuai, I hope you can spare my father… uh, no… my father's life."

"Alright, since you ask, I will give you this face," Wang Xiaoqiang said, "However, I need to abolish his cultivation base to prevent future trouble."

Princess Xiangxiang nodded and turned away.

Wang Xiaoqiang released 100,000,000 Spirit Springs, directing them forcefully into the Yan King's body, specifically targeting his Dantian to absorb his spiritual power.

Suck, suck, suck, suck, suck, suck…

Since the Yan King was not dead, his spiritual power did not dissipate and was eventually completely absorbed by the Five Elements Spirit Spring,

A cultivator at the Immortal Emperor Stage, with a foundation so solid and spiritual power so mighty, was ultimately drained by the 100,000,000 Spirit Spring Eyes, which, after being satiated, swelled and contracted, eventually…

Pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop, pop…

With soft and concentrated popping sounds, they split in two, becoming 200,000,000 Spirit Springs.

With a thought, the 200,000,000 Spirit Springs were absorbed into his body, causing an explosive surge in spiritual power, condensing into Elephant Qi, which transformed into the embryonic form of a Thunder Elephant.

This was the eighth Thunder Idol, and if this one successfully condensed, it would mean that Wang Xiaoqiang's cultivation base would step into the Eight Elephant Realm Immortal King.

At this moment, the total number of Spirit Springs within Wang Xiaoqiang reached 400,109,600.

Wang Xiaoqiang absorbed and transformed the Yan King's spiritual power, yet it did not mean he completely converted his cultivation base of the Immortal Emperor Stage. Truthfully, the transformation was just a drop in the bucket, but it was better than nothing.

After abolishing the Yan King's cultivation base, Wang Xiaoqiang dismissed the army and let everyone return to rest. The Yan King was carried away, and upon waking, he felt overwhelmingly weak, sweating profusely before realizing his cultivation base had entirely vanished, turning him from an Immortal Emperor into a mere mortal.

"What happened? Where is my cultivation base? Ah, who abolished my cultivation base," the Yan King raged, and soon attributed it to Wang Xiaoqiang. "This damned Wang Xiaoqiang, this accursed Wang Xiaoqiang!"

While the Yan King was internally cursing Wang Xiaoqiang, Wang Xiaoqiang was holding the Yan King's daughter, Princess Xiangxiang, as they slept.

Princess Xiangxiang, worthy of her name, was not only beautiful but with an alluring figure, and more importantly, that natural exotic fragrance on her body was most intoxicating, causing a man's hormones to surge; in any case, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't resist, nor was there a need to resist?

Princess Xiangxiang willingly surrendered herself to Wang Xiaoqiang, giving him her chastity and purity, and naturally, Wang Xiaoqiang wasn't about to act like Liuu Xia Hui.

"Xiangxiang, you smell so sweet!" Wang Xiaoqiang smelled the unique scent on Princess Xiangxiang's body, different from cosmetics or floral fragrances, and sincerely exhaled admiration.

"It's a natural fragrance. When I was born, the autumn flowers in the courtyard withered overnight," Princess Xiangxiang explained.

"Ah, that matches the poem!" Wang Xiaoqiang remarked.

"What poem?" Princess Xiangxiang asked.

"When autumn comes in September, after my flowers bloom, all flowers kill. The fragrance spreads across Chang'an, and the whole city is clad in golden armor." Wang Xiaoqiang recited.

"What poem is that? I've never heard it before."

"Xiangxiang, I'm planning to put you on the imperial throne, to become the Empress of Yan Kingdom," Wang Xiaoqiang responded off-topic.

"Ah, no, I couldn't; I don't have that capability," Princess Xiangxiang protested.

"Then who should be the Emperor of Yan Kingdom?"

"Of course, it should be you," Princess Xiangxiang said:

"When autumn comes in September, after my flowers bloom, all flowers kill. This poem is about you, isn't it…"

"Hmm," Wang Xiaoqiang nodded. Though he manipulated the Son of Heaven to command the feudal lords of the Yellow Dragon Empire and Yue Kingdom, he had never become an emperor publicly. Now, he intended to grandly claim the title,

Being a small farmer from a humble background, who had dreamt of being an Emperor as a child, he was now about to realize that dream.

"What are you thinking about?" Princess Xiangxiang noticed Wang Xiaoqiang's silent pondering and caressed his face, asking.

Wang Xiaoqiang gently bit her fragrant finger and mumbled, "I was thinking about whether you smell better, or if the Flower Demon's fragrance is better…"

"What did you say?" Princess Xiangxiang couldn't hear clearly and asked a bit confused.

Wang Xiaoqiang didn't respond, secretly thinking, "Someday I will bring the Flower Demon and Princess Xiangxiang to bed together, let both women strip naked, and see who smells better, hehe..."

At this thought, Wang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but feel some regret because the Flower Demon was aligned with the Heavenly Demon. Though Heavenly Demon appeared magnanimous, she was actually quite petty and prone to jealousy, which is why Wang Xiaoqiang had yet to get the Flower Demon.

The thought of the Flower Demon's devil-like figure and special floral fragrance sent Wang Xiaoqiang into a wave of anticipation.

…

This day.

It was a day of fine weather.

A very good day.

Wang Xiaoqiang ascended the throne to become Emperor, becoming the Emperor of the Yan Kingdom. He wore the dragon crown, donned the brilliant yellow dragon robe, and ascended the imperial throne with commanding presence, accepting the homage of the courtiers and the myriad citizens.

Various feudal kings came to pledge allegiance. In this world, the strong are respected. Having heard Wang Xiaoqiang persuaded Fairy Zixia, who was at the Immortal Emperor Realm, and abolished the Yan King's cultivation, the feudal kings of Yan Kingdom were content with Wang Xiaoqiang.

"Long live our emperor, long live, long live!" The courtiers knelt in homage, chanting long live.

At this moment, Wang Xiaoqiang stood at the pinnacle of honor, overlooking all the courtiers and the people of Yan Kingdom. He gazed into the distance, murmuring, "After my flowers bloom, all flowers kill! One day, I shall trample the Immortal Realm beneath my feet!"

After becoming Emperor, Wang Xiaoqiang appointed Leng Qingqiu as Empress and made the Heavenly Demon and Princess Xiangxiang concubines, thus legitimizing their status. Princess Xiangxiang was particularly interesting, transforming from a princess to a concubine, and hearing this, the Yan King spat out a mouthful of essence blood in outrage. (To be continued. If you like this work, please visit Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets; your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)

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