Douluo Continent: My Days in the Tang Sect.

Chapter 1250 The Sun and Moon Empire's Mass Production of Troops

Xiao Ye No. 1 followed the adjutant of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Corps to the Great Sun Palace.

Perhaps it was out of Xu Tianran's confidence, or perhaps it was out of a sense of respect for Ye Nanxiao.

Xu Tianran did not have anyone put shackles on Ye Nanxiao.

"Looking for me?" Little Ye No. 1 said arrogantly.

Xu Tianran waved away the guards, stood up alone, and walked down the steps one by one, looking down at Ye Nanxiao from his high position.

"I invited you back then, when I was still the Crown Prince."

"Now, I am the Emperor of the Sun and Moon, holding an empire in my hands."

"I have invited you to serve me again, but you have refused once more."

Xu Tianran walked up to Xiao Ye No. 1 and stood face to face with him.

Do you regret it?

Little Leaf No. 1 scratched its ear, held it in front of its eyes, and blew a breath out.

Tiny flakes of ice landed on Xu Tianran's face.

"presumptuous!"

Xu Tianyou, who had just fully recovered, rushed forward again.

Xiao Ye No. 1 glanced at him and snapped his fingers.

Xu Tianyou, who was charging forward, suddenly froze. Large patches of frost had appeared on his body without him noticing.

The frost may seem thin, but it rendered Xu Tianyou unable to move.

Xu Tianran glanced at Xu Tianyou, his eyelids lowered to conceal the shock in his eyes.

Let alone Xu Tianyou, even with his own cultivation level, he couldn't sense when Ye Nanxiao in front of him used his soul power.

That's terrifying strength.

Xu Tianran's state of mind began to fluctuate again.

His eyes were fixed on Ye Nanxiao alone, and a flame began to burn in his eyes.

He still wanted Ye Nanxiao, in every way.

Xiao Ye No. 1 felt a little uneasy under Xu Tianran's gaze.

That look didn't seem like it was looking at an enemy; there was no resentment, anger, or any other emotion in it.

It's more like looking at a perfect piece of raw jade, and wanting to cut it open and collect it.

Damn it, this bastard is interested in me!

Xiao Ye No. 1's aura intensified, and his eyes flashed with a cold light.

"Your Majesty, at this distance, if I were to self-destruct, you would be finished. All that effort you put into sitting on that golden stool would have been nothing but a pipe dream."

Xu Tianran felt a chill run down his spine. He knew Ye Nanxiao was warning him, but he dared not gamble.

The current situation is exactly what he wanted, and it's something he achieved at a tremendous cost.

Whether it was the imperial throne or the restoration of his manhood.

Xu Tianran snorted coldly, wanting to slap Xiao Ye No. 1 on the shoulder.

But the terrifying chill was stinging his body, and in just a short while, Xu Tianran had already felt that the flow of his soul power was not smooth.

"Then, please come to the dungeon, Ye Nanxiao." Xu Tianran turned back to the throne, looking down at Ye Nanxiao being taken away.

His gaze was deep, a hint of resentment flashing across it.

When Kong Deming brought Ye Nanxiao back, he wondered whether the Ye Nanxiao in front of him was the real Ye Nanxiao or an avatar.

However, wanting to see what Ye Nanxiao was up to, he had Kong Deming take him away.

In retrospect, there were gains and losses.

Kong Deming must have obtained something, and I have now lost Kong Deming's command.

I didn't get any of the benefits!

After Xiao Ye No. 1 was taken away, Feng Rong finally found an opportunity to sneak in.

As soon as she entered, she automatically transformed into Ye Nanxiao with long hair and called out in a sweet voice, "Your Majesty! Why are you troubled?"

Seeing this, Xu Tianran put down his pen and fiddled with the dragon robe.

"Get on my seat!"

Feng Rong looked at the "enormous thing" and her throat involuntarily bobbed.

Desire for immortality and desire for death are two different states.

Several hours later, Xu Tianran finally remembered that he was hungry.

He waved his hand forcefully, dispersing the lingering smoke in the hall, and ordered the imperial kitchen to bring in food.

Feng Rong, who was originally limp as mud, slowly got up. With each movement, her dislocated bones began to realign, making a chilling sound.

"Your Majesty, I have a request!"

Xu Tianran devoured the succulent meat, glancing at Feng Rong with his eyes.

Feng Rong quickly said, "The Holy Church has suffered a devastating blow, and its leader is missing. I humbly request Your Majesty's assistance in rebuilding the Holy Church!"

Upon hearing this, Xu Tianran gradually stopped using his knife and fork.

His mind raced; he knew about Zhongli Wu's disappearance.

However, he was somewhat worried that Zhongli Wu, that bastard, might be hiding in the shadows, plotting something.

Therefore, he has never taken action against the current Holy Spirit Cult.

However, recent intelligence provided by the secret guards mentioned that three elders of the Holy Spirit Cult died in Tiandou City.

The exact person responsible for the killing has not yet been identified, as Tiandou City is embroiled in a bizarre and unpredictable internal power struggle.

Several bodyguards have already been lost in the operation.

Xu Tianran felt it was best to hold off for now and wait until the internal strife in Tiandou City ended or caused a significant relaxation of vigilance before continuing to gather intelligence.

"Oh, so you mean that the Zhongli Sect Leader has really disappeared? Like the Dragon Emperor Douluo and the Death God Douluo?" Xu Tianran asked.

Feng Rong nodded pitifully and crawled slowly to Xu Tianran's side.

"I humbly request Your Majesty's assistance so that I may be able to consolidate the remaining Holy Spirit Cult!"

Xu Tianran thought for a moment. Feng Rong was the adopted sister of Feng Ling, the former vice leader of the Holy Spirit Sect. Feng Ling was Zhong Liwu's wife. In terms of status, Feng Rong was the most suitable person to inherit the Holy Spirit Sect, which had become a headless fly.

Once you control Feng Rong, it's equivalent to controlling the rest of the Holy Spirit Cult.

Those old guys have a lot of experience and a lot of excellent combat power.

The problem is, however, how can I completely control Feng Rong?

Although Xu Tianran's mind is sometimes occupied by decadent things, he is still the ruthless man who fought his way out of piles of corpses back then.

The only reason we kept Feng Rong was because she still had considerable value.

Now, the value is about to be discounted.

Xu Tianran's conscription order caused a huge uproar in the Sun Moon Empire.

Many civilians packed their belongings and were about to leave the cities with their families, but Xu Tianran had already notified all the major exits from the city to be sealed off when he issued the decree.

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The desperate civilians were herded one by one to the military camp for physical examinations.

All those who passed the physical examination were included in the candidate pool.

This turmoil even spread to the major families of Mingdu City.

Xu Tianran's knife strikes were precise, aimed directly at the major families.

Aristocratic families would definitely train a large number of servants and guards, or even private soldiers.

And that's what makes a high-quality candidate soldier.

Meanwhile, the major aristocratic families reacted strongly in secret.

To the commoners in their household, they were euphemistically called servants, guards, or guest retainers; to put it bluntly, they were secretly maintaining their own private army.

Although the number is not large, especially the carefully trained soldiers, if they were all taken away, it would be enough to cripple them.

For a long time, because the soul tool foundation of the aristocratic families could not keep up with the research and development speed of the Hall of Worship, the successive Sun and Moon Emperors did not pay much attention to this issue, since they were fully capable of suppressing it.

The number of clandestine exchanges and interactions between the major families has become more frequent.

The Hongchen family is one of the most prominent families in Mingdu City, and the Mingde Hall founded by Jing Hongchen made the Hongchen family the most prominent family in the entire Mingdu.

Although Mingdetang was largely destroyed after the terrorist attack by Du Busi, and Xu Tianran seized the main power of the rebuilt Mingdetang, the Hongchen family has never fallen out of the top circle.

Currently, the Hongchen family is holding a family meeting.

Xiao Hongchen and Meng Hongchen, who had just emerged from seclusion, both sat in front of Jing Hongchen.

The Hongchen family has gone through a difficult process of climbing up the social ladder amidst war and chaos.

Now, only the three people on the table remain as the core direct bloodline.

"What do you think of His Majesty's new decrees?" Jing Hongchen asked.

Xiao Hongchen shook his head slightly, his eyes filled with confidence.

"If Your Majesty wants it, then give it to us. Anyway, we don't have many servants to guard us."

The source of their confidence is that the Hongchen family has entered into an automated process.

Defense relies entirely on soul tools, so there's no need to recruit too many retainers.

Meng Hongchen toyed with the teacup in her hand, her stunningly beautiful face, which resembled that of a bewitching enchantress, revealed only four words.

Absent-minded.

"Grandpa, this kind of thing doesn't really concern us, does it?"

Given the status of the Hongchen family, few forces would choose to antagonize them.

After all, the soul guides produced by Xinmingdetang occupy 30% of the market in Mingdu City.

Furthermore, Shin Ming Te Tong also provides customized high-end soul guide device services.

Furthermore, Jing Hongchen is also the dean of the Sun Moon Royal Soul Master Academy. With multiple identities and a mountain of business, which force would take advantage of losing high-end soul tools to target the Hongchen family?

Moreover, Jing Hongchen himself possesses profound cultivation.

"That's exactly what they're saying; the waters around Mingdu City are going to be stirred up!"

Jing Hongchen put down his teacup and expressed his concerns: "The great battle is still ongoing, but in my analysis, the possibility of defeat is very high! The major families will be used as scapegoats!"

When talking about failure, Jing Hongchen tapped the golden tea spoon.

What does it symbolize?

The emperor raised his sword and slaughtered the powerful families.

The first thing to be affected is the easiest to control.

The Hongchen family has only three direct descendants, making them undoubtedly the easiest to control.

Xiao Hongchen snorted coldly, and the golden liquid in his hand boiled, transforming into a small humanoid mecha.

"You want to use us as a scapegoat? Then let's turn this empire upside down!"

He was absolutely certain he could cause a huge disturbance.

Ye Nanxiao left him a lot of good things back then!

Jing Hongchen looked at her spirited grandson with satisfaction in her eyes.

Their grandson has finally returned to being the genius who once dominated Mingdu.

Moreover, his own granddaughter is even more formidable!

Although Meng Hongchen did not speak, her crimson eyes radiated endless killing intent.

The teacup in front of her dissolved silently, turning into dust and vanishing.

Jing Hongchen clapped his hands, signaling the two to focus their attention on him.

"However, I believe that if he wants people, then we should give him enough!" (End of Chapter)