Douluo Continent: Copying Ya Li, the Carefree King of the Sun and Moon

"Let's see if you dare to cause trouble in the Sun Moon Empire again!"

"Serves them right! None of the people from the Three Kingdoms period were any good!"

Cheers rose and fell, stretching from the city gates all the way to the palace.

In the main hall of the imperial palace, officials lined up on both sides.

Xu Yanli sat on a chair next to the main seat, not wearing court robes, but a moon-white brocade robe embroidered with dragon patterns, with a jade fan at his waist, his posture as relaxed as if he were drinking tea in his own backyard.

Xu Tianran sat on the dragon throne in the center, wearing a black dragon robe and a crown. His face was calm, revealing no emotion.

The clothes were designed by Xu Yanli. As for whether it was presumptuous, no, after all, the emperors in Douluo Continent don't wear dragon robes.

The two men stood on either side, looking down at the group of titled Douluo from the Three Kingdoms who were being escorted into the hall.

Six titled Douluo knelt at the front, followed by dozens of Soul Douluo and Soul Saints, densely packed on the ground, filling the entire hall.

Le Zhengyang stood to the side, clad in silver armor and wielding a sword. The angelic wings behind him had been folded, but the oppressive aura that made it hard to breathe still permeated the hall.

Xu Tianran spoke first.

"Six titled Douluo have traveled thousands of miles to my Sun Moon Empire just to kill my brother."

His tone was gentle, even with a hint of a smile, but everyone in the hall could hear the murderous intent beneath that gentleness.

"I accept this gift."

The titled Douluo of the Star Luo Empire raised his head and gritted his teeth, saying, "Kill me if you want, no need for further words!"

Xu Tianran chuckled and looked at Xu Yanli beside him.

Xu Yanli then slowly spoke.

"Kill?" He shook his head. "It's so boring to fight and kill all the time."

He stood up, walked to the six titled Douluo, and looked down at them.

"I'll give you a chance."

He held up two fingers.

"Two choices. First, submit to me and serve the Sun Moon Empire from this day forward. Second..."

He paused, a faint smile playing on his lips.

"die."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Someone was tempted.

Who doesn't want to live? Besides, they came from afar to carry out an assassination mission, and were simply following orders. They had little loyalty to the original three kingdoms.

"I am willing to submit."

The first to speak was a Title Douluo from the Douling Empire, a man in his forties with a Serpent Spear as his martial soul, and considerable strength. He lowered his head, his voice was somewhat strained, but his attitude was still sincere.

"Those who understand the times are wise." Xu Yanli nodded and signaled the guards to unlock his chains.

When someone takes the lead, others will naturally follow.

"I'm willing too."

"Me too."

In the blink of an eye, four of the six titled Douluo lowered their heads.

The remaining two remained motionless.

One was the Heavenly Sun Douluo of the Douling Empire, a level 97 Title Douluo with the Heavenly Sun Martial Soul. He had white hair, a cold and stern face, and knelt in the hall with his back straight, like an old pine tree that refused to bend.

The other is Cangmu Douluo of the Heavenly Soul Empire, a level 92 Title Douluo with the martial soul Canggu Tree. He also has a full head of white hair, his eyes are closed, and he looks like he is at the mercy of others.

Xu Yanli looked at them and asked, "Have you two thought it through?"

Tianyang Douluo opened his eyes, his gaze sharp and his voice aged yet full of vigor: "This old minister has lived for nearly two hundred years and served the Douling royal family for one hundred and eighty years. In my old age, I surrendered to the enemy country, and I have no face to meet my ancestors after death."

Cangmu Douluo then spoke, his tone calm: "This old minister feels the same way."

Xu Yanli paused for a moment, then nodded.

"understood."

He returned to his seat and sat down again.

Xu Tianran stood up from the dragon throne and slowly walked down the steps.

He walked slowly, but each step felt like he was stepping on the hearts of everyone in the hall.

The several titled Douluo who had surrendered inside the hall felt a chill run down their spines.

Finally, Xu Tianran stopped in front of the two titled Douluo who refused to bow their heads.

"Not surrendering?"

Tianyang Douluo looked up at him and said, word by word, "I will not surrender."

Xu Tianran smiled.

That smile was as gentle as a spring breeze in March, but the next moment...

The Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul was unleashed with a thunderous roar!

A dark purple dragon shadow appeared behind him; it was not a phantom, but a solid, colossal dragon with a world-destroying aura.

The moment the dragon opened its eyes, the temperature in the hall plummeted, and an absolute pressure from the superior dragon clan pressed down on everyone as if it were a tangible force.

Nine spirit rings rose from beneath his feet: two yellow, two purple, and five black.

Level 95, Title Douluo.

His martial soul is not the pure Purple Emperor Annihilation Dragon; he only has this one martial soul.

But enough.

An aura of destruction spread across the land, corroding even the air in its path.

The newly surrendered Title Douluos turned pale and their legs went weak.

They could clearly sense that Xu Tianran's Purple Radiance Annihilation Dragon Martial Soul was more domineering and purer than any dragon martial soul they had ever seen.

That was an unreasonable force of destruction.

No room for compromise, no room for resistance.

Tianyang Douluo's expression also changed.

He had lived for nearly two hundred years and had seen countless powerful figures, but he had never seen such a pure aura of destruction.

That wasn't a battle; that was utter crushing. It was the absolute crushing of the inferior by the superior.

"What a magnificent Purple Radiance Annihilation Dragon..." he murmured, a hint of relief in his voice. "To die at the hands of such a legendary martial spirit is not unjust. Heaven has not blessed my Douling."

Xu Tianran raised his hand.

Dark purple destructive power condensed in his palm, transforming into a dark light.

He gave it a gentle push.

The ball of light pierced Tianyang Douluo's chest without any sound or struggle.

Tianyang Douluo's pupils suddenly dilated, and his body turned into ashes from the inside out. He didn't even have time to scream before he completely disappeared in the hall.

Cangmu Douluo closed his eyes, neither begging for mercy nor struggling.

The second wave of destructive power descended.

And then it vanished without a trace.

Two clumps of ash landed on the floor tiles of the main hall, but were blown away by the draft and scattered cleanly, leaving nothing behind.

The hall was deathly silent.

The four Title Douluo who surrendered knelt on the ground, their backs soaked with cold sweat. They had only one thought in their minds: Thank goodness… thank goodness they chose to submit.

Xu Tianran withdrew his martial spirit, his smile remaining gentle, and turned to sit down again on the steps.

"Since you are all willing to submit to the Sun Moon Empire, I will naturally treat you with courtesy." He said calmly, "From today onwards, you will be guest ministers of my Sun Moon Empire. You will receive all the treatment and status you are entitled to."

The four titled Douluos kowtowed repeatedly, saying, "Thank you for your great kindness, Your Majesty!"

Xu Yanli leaned back in his chair, watching this scene, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Chapter 158 Which princess do you want?

The prisoners were taken away for resettlement, and the officials gradually withdrew from the main hall.

Only the two brothers and Yue Zhengyang, who had been standing in the corner, remained in the hall.

Xu Tianran took out two documents from his sleeve, placed them on the table, and pushed them toward Xu Yanli.

"have a look."

Xu Yanli raised an eyebrow and picked up the first one.

It was a personal letter of recommendation from Jing Hongchen, written earnestly and with a clear meaning—recommending her granddaughter Meng Hongchen as the Princess Consort of Xiaoyao.

His lips twitched, he put down the first serving and picked up the second.

Written by Le Zhengyang.

He recommended Ye Guyi as the Princess Consort of Xiaoyao.

The reasons listed were numerous, including "compatible martial spirits," "compatible temperaments," and "the angelic race wishes to be forever united with Your Highness"...

Xu Yanli remained silent for a long while.

The hall was so quiet that you could hear the candlelight crackling.

“Brother,” he finally spoke, his tone calm, “I am only sixteen.”

Xu Tianran leaned back on the dragon throne, slowly took a sip of tea, and said, "What about sixteen? Father Emperor had already taken concubines when he was sixteen."

"That's Father Emperor, I'm not in a hurry."

Xu Tianran put down his teacup, looked at him, and smiled: "You're not in a hurry, but others are. That old fellow Jing Hongchen has been pondering this letter of recommendation for more than half a year, running to the Crown Prince's residence every few days, trying to find out your preferences in a roundabout way. Le Zhengyang is even more direct, saying that the Angel Clan has waited for ten thousand years, and finally a god-level angel has emerged, and the bloodline must be passed down."