The strongest prince of the Great Tang
41 Respectful, but less fearful

Wen Xuanyu

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Diao Chan, a cultivator who had never been affected by the Emperor's aura, was like this. Facing the Emperor's aura, Cao Cao's reaction was even more intense when his mind was unconsciously drawn into the context of the conversation.

Although this thing couldn't control a person's mind, it could magnify a person's emotions several times and reveal them most directly.

"Kill... Kill! Kill! Kill! Hu! Damn it…Damn it! Damn it!" Cao Cao's fingernails had already dug deep into his hands, hammering the ground non-stop. No matter how much blood flowed out, the pain did not stop.

He was a Han, and when he heard that the Han people were in danger of being exterminated because of their desires, the endless self-blame seemed to have thrown him into a bottomless abyss. His body trembled, his eyes turned red, and two streams of blood flowed down his face.

Compared to the survival of the nation, what was a dynasty? So what if it was the Son of Heaven's orthodox line! Cao Cao was suppressed by the waves of negative emotions. He asked himself again and again, how could he do such a foolish thing? He even felt that he was no longer worthy of living in this world.

Choke ~

He picked up the broken sword on the ground. His eyes were red and he was about to commit suicide. His current appearance undoubtedly showed that he had fallen into the demonic barrier that cultivators often talked about.

Normally, the chances of an ordinary person encountering such a demonic barrier were extremely low. Even if there was one, it wouldn't be like this. Moreover, Cao Cao was an ambitious man of his generation, so his mental endurance shouldn't be like this.

Li Xuanling's eyes flashed with a hint of smugness. He slowly withdrew his Emperor's Aura and flicked out a bit of celestial spiritual energy from his fingertip, sending the broken sword flying. Under the collision of the celestial spiritual energy, the broken sword turned into a pile of twisted scrap metal.

"Zha!" Although Li Xuanling had never practiced the orthodox sound wave divine art, nor did he have the Buddhist chants to awaken the mind, he could use the sound of the weather and righteousness to suppress the demonic barrier with just one sound.

"Phew... Hah... Phew..." Cao Cao's entire body was drenched. Although he was pulled back by this righteous voice, the chaotic scene would definitely become an unforgettable memory for him.

Cao Cao gasped and fell to the ground. He felt as if his entire body had fallen apart. Due to the excessive concentration of his mental strength, he was exhausted in a short period of time.

"Chan 'er, take Meng De to the guest room to rest.”Li Xuanling retreated in order to advance. After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the inner court.

"Yes, my lord." Diao Chan bowed to Li Xuanling's back and walked to Cao Cao's side.""Lord Cao, can you still walk?”

Cao Cao's mind was injured, so he couldn't reply. He was still immersed in his own fantasy. Although he didn't fall into a demonic trap like before, it would take a long time for him to recover.

"How troublesome…" Diao Chan looked at Cao Cao, who didn't respond at all, and pouted. She didn't want to have any contact with any man other than Li Xuanling.

"Are you stupid? There were so many talismans, he could just use any one of them.”

Li Xuanling's voice rang out in her ears. Diao Chan was stunned for a moment before bowing again. She was truly a little stupid. She had yet to adapt to her current identity as a cultivator.

"Hong Luan Nine Section Whip, go!" Diao Chan shouted and the Hong Luan Nine Segmented Whip locked onto Cao Cao's waist, lifting him up like a sack and bringing him to a guest room.

"Lord Cao, have a good rest. There is a fasting pill on the table. If you are hungry, after consuming it, you can…Sigh..."

Diao Chan placed Cao Cao on the soft couch. Seeing that Cao Cao was still immersed in his own world, she could only leave a pill on the table and write down the words she had just said.

After Diao Chan settled Cao Cao down, Li Xuanling's face curled into a smile. He could guarantee that Cao Cao would appear in front of his door before tomorrow, kneeling and begging for his help.

After Diao Chan returned, the two of them began to cultivate in their respective cultivation rooms. Diao Chan's cultivation was still rapidly rising. With his pile of medicinal pills, she could forcefully pile up her cultivation.

Li Xuanling and Diao Chan could kill time with cultivation, but Cao Cao could only immerse himself in the torment of nightmares. In front of his eyes, it was as if there were women being cooked and comrades being slaughtered everywhere.

"What should I do…I'm a sinner from the past…What should I do…" Cao Cao thought about how he had devoted himself to the Han, but in the end, he had caused such a great disaster, causing the Han bloodline to almost be cut off. He felt sad and could not help but cry in the middle of the night.

It was said that a man would not shed tears easily, but it was just that he had not yet reached the point of sadness. Everything that happened today could be said to have overturned all of Cao Cao's life in the past few decades, as well as his ideals and ideals.

Her cries were hoarse, and even Li Xuanling and Diao Chan, who were cultivating, were woken up. Diao Chan looked worried and couldn't help but say,""Lord, I will go and check on Lord Cao.”

"There's no need. He will come to find us soon.”Li Xuanling raised an eyebrow. It was good to cry. Once he cried, he would have an outlet to vent his emotions. Soon, Cao Cao knew what the right thing to do was.

Sure enough, after two hours, the wailing gradually subsided and finally returned to its usual quiet appearance. Diao Chan was about to start cultivating again when she saw a smile on her master's face.

Da da ~ Plop ~

Panicked footsteps could be heard. Before he reached the door, he had already knelt on the ground. A man's knees were filled with gold. He only knelt to the heavens and his mother. However, today, Cao Cao had already knelt several times.

"Cao Cao, Cao Mengde, driven by the Han people, I beg you to teach me the method to reverse the destiny! Save my descendants from danger!"

Every word was sonorous and filled with determination. Cao Cao respectfully knelt on the ground. Before he received a reply, he did not dare to move. It was obvious that he was determined to win.

"Sir…" Diao Chan looked at Li Xuanling with a hint of pity in her eyes. Although she wasn't as bewitched as Cao Cao, her words today had touched her quite a bit.

"No rush." Li Xuanling took a deep breath. There was still one thing that he hadn't done well, and that was that he hadn't completely polished off Cao Cao's edge. Cao Cao's tone was laced with righteousness. It was obvious that if he didn't save the people, it would be his fault.

Cao Cao was respectful, but he lacked fear. This was not the effect he wanted. What he wanted was true respect! They were filled with reverence and did not dare to overstep their boundaries!

Just like the saying he had seen in his previous life: "What I give you is yours. If I don't give it to you, you can't snatch it.”

"Jiu 'er, come here for a moment." Li Xuanling used his Divine Sense to call out to the Ninecloud Spirit Ginseng, who had just transformed and was planting herbs in the herb garden in the backyard.

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