With Cultivation Simulator in a Chaotic World-Chapter 205 - 202: Those Who Advocate Retreat Shall Be Executed!

Chapter 205: Chapter 202: Those Who Advocate Retreat Shall Be Executed!

In the small attic, the chubby Emperor sat somewhat nervously in the main seat, below him were seven or eight ministers of varying ages.

"Why panic... You’re as impetuous as your father."

The elder in the chief seat slowly opened his eyes, his gaze extremely calm, as if mastering everything, instantly soothing the chubby Emperor’s anxious mood.

This is the secret council of the Great Jinn Dynasty.

There are not many people here, but all of them hold the peak power of the entire Great Jinn Dynasty.

"Well, well, Prime Minister, I..."

"Your Majesty need not address this old man as Prime Minister anymore, I have retired to my hometown."

"Prime Minister, what will I do without you?" The chubby Emperor was instantly anxious at hearing this, pushed away the table in front of him, and hugged Pei Xiu’s leg.

The ministers present were not at all puzzled by this scene.

There’s no other reason, just because this elder’s name is Pei Xiu.

If Pei Xiu had ambitions to seize power, the current royal family would never have risen.

Pei Xiu’s loyalty to the Imperial Court and the world is visible to the entire Great Jinn.

Pei Xiu sighed softly.

Back then, he raised an army, utilizing the deterrence and allure left behind by his son’s achievement as a Sword Immortal to attract a large group of experts, and followed his son’s advice, centering on the royal family’s offspring, accepted the vast inheritance left by the court, and thus emerged victorious.

In turbulent times, anyone who can rally troops is not simple.

These years, Pei Xiu fought while learning, by the time the dynasty was established, he was well-versed in both literature and martial arts, Pei Xiu safeguarded his original intentions, and before that throne, did not betray them, though it’s unclear whether it was the ambition he aspired to from reading or his son’s words that guided him.

Hundred-year dynasty, thousand-year family legacy.

Finally, Pei Xiu made his choice, though it was unfortunate his appointed King Wanli was kind-hearted yet not a suitable monarch candidate, but in this way, there was no suspicion between sovereign and subject.

Only the son of King Wanli, this chubby Emperor before him, was also a carefree ruler.

"Enough, enough..." Pei Xiu shook his head and walked to a sand table, beginning to ponder strategic planning.

Pei Xiu may not be a heaven-gifted genius, but his years of experiences are genuine, instantly commanding the respect and obedience of those present.

"It’s just... Prime Minister Pei, I’ve heard the Yijian Dynasty has several Sword Immortals aiding them, along with other remarkable talents... We..."

Pei Xiu slightly glanced back, the coldness in his eyes instantly causing the person to tense up.

"Our dynasty’s Martial Arts Academy is taking shape, with several Grandmasters and Sword Saints emerging, nothing to worry about."

"But..." The person’s words got stuck in his throat, seeing almost everyone present coldly staring at him.

His back grew cold, he hurriedly shut his mouth.

"Let’s go..." Pei Xiu felt somewhat weary as he left the Central Palace, greeted by a luxurious carriage driven by four horses, around which twelve knights with Late-Stage Acquired Stage martial cultivation guarded, and the coachman carried faint traces of Qi-Blood from a Martial Arts Grandmaster.

"The Yijian Dynasty... is troublesome..."

In the empty carriage, Pei Xiu dared reveal a tired expression.

"Master, isn’t there anything in this world you cannot resolve?"

"Of course there is, I’m merely a mortal... I’ll still need to trouble Min’er..."

The coachman’s eyes showed signs of excitement...

Could the legendary Sword Immortal really be returning...

A few days ago, Prime Minister Pei had sent a letter to the Sword Immortal...

That’s truly a tale from Jianghu!

The Pei Family is large, Pei Xiu has never been the incorruptible official with clean sleeves, but nor is he the fool who knows nothing and only greedily collects money.

The scope of the Pei Family surpasses that of average Prince Mansions, yet no one dares to impeach the Pei Family.

"Lord Mount Tai."

"Father!"

An elderly man in his sixties and a middle-aged man in his forties greeted them.

The former was Pei Xiu’s son-in-law, the latter Pei Xiu’s second son.

After retiring, Pei Xiu transferred all his court power to these two, and the Pei Family’s connections within the court are vast; if Pei Xiu desires, the Imperial Court can become his word alone.

Only monarchs like King Wanli and the chubby Emperor could accommodate him.

"Lord Mount Tai, lately there’s been talk in the Capital City about the Yijian Dynasty forming a Sword Immortal legion... Our army pales before theirs..."

"Urgent reports from the front, several dynasties near the Yijian Dynasty have been swiftly annihilated, without any resistance..."

"Father, should we..."

Pei Xiu wearily waved his hand.

"Father, is brother returning." Only then did Pei Xiu pause.

He looked at his second son Pei Wen, Pei Wen was born to Pei Xiu in his old age, over a decade after Pei Min had departed, regarded as the successor of the Pei Family.

"Indeed..."

"Boom——————"

Suddenly, the ground shook.

In the Capital City there was suddenly a tumultuous atmosphere.

The people flashed signs of panic, such commotion near the Capital City...

What to do now?

Only Pei Xiu’s eyes gleamed with calmness.

"Again like this... Unfortunately, I am no longer the same old man as before..."

"Arm! Raise the army!" Pei Xiu strode quickly to the study, where on one side was a formidable suit of armor; his longtime companion said nothing, merely silently helped Pei Xiu don the armor.

"Father, the Yijian Dynasty is unstoppable, why not we..."

Pei Xiu grabbed Pei Wen’s collar.

"Where do you think you can escape to? I’ve already sent a letter to your brother, if you speak like this again, even though you are my son, you must be beheaded!" Pei Xiu’s stance was straight, unlike an octogenarian; he seemed more like a brave warrior General.

"Anyone who speaks disorder is beheaded!"

"Anyone who speaks retreat is beheaded!"

"All generals follow me to the city wall!"

Under the protection of numerous imposing generals, Pei Xiu ascended the city wall.

He threw his wide cloak behind, it fluttered conspicuously in the wind, the bright red attracting all eyes.

At the distant horizon, dust clouds rolled, and faintly, sporadic cries were heard.

"Everyone, my son has led Sword Immortals to aid us, as long as we endure momentarily, salvation will come."

"Today’s rewards, those who slay enemy leaders will receive promotion and nobility, those who retreat in battle will be beheaded!"

Pei Xiu nearly roared, his grizzled beard now bursting with vibrant life force.

"Fight! Fight!"

The many soldiers inside and outside the city were filled with battle fervor.

These years, Great Jinn Dynasty has been invincible, sweeping across the lands, the troops’ morale is sky-high.

They are unaware of the formidable Yijian Dynasty, only aware of their dynasty’s unmatched power.

Pei Xiu did not remind them, instead directly controlling all city rumors, completely sealing off news regarding the powerful enemy, only then could Great Jinn Dynasty have hope.