Desperate Love: Rebirth of the Demon King

"Oh? That's right, this kid is obviously my grandson, and he looks exactly like Zheng'er when he was young." Emperor Wu looked at Jin Xuan and said seriously. The Zheng'er he mentioned was the nickname of the late emperor.

"Yes, he does look like Zheng'er when he was a child." Empress Wu also stood up and said.

Lan Moqiu did not listen to their debate, but went straight to the next step. Every clan has a fate book, which is generated based on bloodline.

Since ancient times, the royal family has paid more attention to bloodline, so every child born into the royal family, regardless of gender, would have the authenticity of his or her bloodline verified by the fortune-teller of the dynasty.

"This is the fate book of the Jin royal family. Only the blood of those who have the true bloodline of the Jin family can be recorded in the book." Lan Moqiu said, summoning a golden scroll.

This time, he suddenly pulled over Zhou Xiang's disciple Xing Shangshu, cut his finger before the man could react, and started writing directly on the scrolls.

The words written in blood disappeared in an instant. This was repeated twice but still no mark was left.

Only then did Lan Moqiu let go of Minister Xing and turned to look at Jin Xuan.

Jin Xuan understood and immediately stepped forward, cut his finger, and wrote down his date of birth and name on the scroll. The words were like engravings, and they were automatically and neatly engraved on the scroll as he wrote.

"Originally, this fate book will only appear after a person dies, but in order to verify your majesty's innocence, this priest used it in advance. Now that it has been verified, please go back, emperors!"

After Lan Moqiu finished speaking, he waved his sleeves and sent them all away without waiting for the two quarreling emperors to say goodbye to him.

At this moment, the Book of Fate suddenly flew to the top of the emperor's throne and disappeared.

"Now, does anyone present still have any objections to His Majesty's background?" After doing all this, Lan Moqiu shouted loudly to the outside.

"My emperor is legitimate, long live my emperor..."

Zhou Xiang led the court officials to kneel down and shout three times.

"My emperor is the orthodox one. Long live my emperor. My emperor is the orthodox one. Long live my emperor..."

The palace maids, guards, and imperial guards all began to kneel down one after another and shouted "Long live the emperor" three times.

"Your Majesty has cleared the name. The next step is to work together with the ministers present to fight against the rebels." Lan Moqiu said loudly again.

"Work together to fight against the rebels and protect orthodoxy..."

The shouts from the crowd became louder and louder, and several capable generals also stood up and said, "We will leave the city for your majesty to quell the rebellion and capture the King of Western Fujian."

They drew their swords, knelt on one knee, and expressed their loyalty and determination to the emperor.

Seeing this, other generals followed suit, and the morale in the court was high for a while.

Jin Xuan looked at the crowd and was deeply moved.

He knew that these people were all ministers who truly supported him and were willing to give everything for the country and the court. There was also the high priest, who had protected the Crescent Dynasty for more than three hundred years without seeking fame or fortune.

Jin Xuan slowly stood up, walked to the center of the court, bowed deeply to all the ministers and thanked them: "I thank you all for your support and trust, and thank you High Priest for your selfless protection of the Jin royal family. I will definitely live up to your trust, put down the rebellion, let the people live and work in peace, and let the New Moon Kingdom prosper forever."

All the ministers shouted in unison: "Your Majesty is wise!"

At this time, cheers came from outside the court, and everyone in the palace was immersed in Jin Xuan's lofty ambitions.

He knew very well that this was the best time to quell the rebellion and capture Jin Yu as people were in favor of it.

So he immediately ordered the mobilization of the imperial guards and the city's garrison troops, preparing to go out of the city to fight.

Outside the Xinyue Imperial City, Hua Wu, the commander of the city defense department, was frowning on the city wall. The vanguard general of the King of Western Fujian was already at the city gate, challenging him.

They blocked the city gate under the slogan of upholding orthodoxy and expelling traitors, hoping to persuade Hua Wu to open the city gate.

The rumors were very destructive, and Hua Wu had been shaken at this moment. Fortunately, Jin Xuan, Lan Moqiu, Zhou Xiang, the leader of the imperial guards, the chief of the security army and others arrived in time from the direction of the imperial palace.

In the imperial city, more than 40,000 guard troops from the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest have gathered, waiting for Jin Xuan's order.

Led by Jin Xuan, a group of people climbed up to the city wall.

"Jin Xuan, you bastard, if you know what's good for you, just surrender and I will spare your life." As soon as Jin Yu saw Jin Xuan, he began to insult him.

He had never doubted Jin Xuan's identity until Queen Mother Zhao sent him secret letters one after another. He began to doubt it, and finally believed it and was sure of it.

"Royal brother, why would you rather believe rumors than your own brother?" Jin Xuan shouted solemnly.

"Heh, dear brother? Who doesn't know that you are the bastard of the high priest?" Jin Yu looked at Jin Xuan with contempt and said sarcastically.

Beside Jin Xuan, Lan Moqiu had a gloomy look on his face. He had lived for tens of thousands of years, but this was the first time he had been insulted like this.

"Jin Yu, this priest just wants to ask you if you are willing to withdraw your troops. If you are willing to withdraw your troops, for Jin Zheng's sake, this priest will allow you to continue to be the King of Western Fujian. Otherwise..." Lan Moqiu did not say the rest of the words. He did not like to kill people indiscriminately.

"High Priest, don't rely on your age to bully others. Xinyue is the Xinyue of my Jin family, not yours, Lan Moqiu." Jin Yu was on the verge of a fight and had no choice but to turn against Lan Moqiu.

"Soldiers, listen up. Jin Xuan is the bastard of the High Priest and Concubine Lan. He is not the legitimate offspring of our Xinyue. Everyone, follow me and drive them out of Xinyue."

At Jin Yu's command, the sound of war drums slowly began, and the siege soldiers came one after another. They pushed all kinds of siege equipment, siege towers, battering rams, and ladders, and transported them to the outside of the city one after another.

"High Priest, are we really going to fight this battle?" Jin Xuan asked Lan Moqiu beside him.

The person under the city wall is his elder brother. There are only four princes in his generation in the Jin family.

He is the youngest and has lived like an invisible person since childhood. He is not familiar with these royal brothers, but he also does not want to confront them.

"Of course we have to fight. You are the emperor, and you must make him learn to submit to you instead of coveting your position all the time." Lan Moqiu said coldly.

"If a war breaks out, there will be heavy casualties. I don't want to see the people of Xinyue killing each other. By then, corpses will be everywhere and blood will flow like a river." Jin Xuan frowned and continued, "I know that war is cruel, but he is my brother, and I don't want to fight him."

The reason why he said this was that he hoped the high priest would take action. After all, the high priest was the most powerful figure in the Crescent Kingdom. As long as he was willing to take action, the number of casualties in this war would definitely not be large, and it might even be possible that the war would end without bloodshed.

"Your Majesty, you are the ruler of a country. You must learn to protect your country on the battlefield, just like your ancestors did." Lan Moqiu continued with a serious face: "You should know that as the ruler of a country, you must consider the overall situation."

Lan Moqiu knew the harm that war brought to the human race, but as the high priest of the Crescent Moon Kingdom, he had the responsibility to make Jin Xuan understand that he had to go through the baptism of war before he could become truly strong and become a qualified emperor.

And he couldn't take any action because he had already made the decision - to withdraw from the Crescent Moon Court.

After experiencing this storm of rumors, he felt deeply that human hearts were complex and unpredictable, so he decided to live in seclusion in the mountains and no longer care about the trivial matters of the world.

But Jin Xuan couldn't do that. He shouldered the future and responsibility of the Crescent Kingdom and had to protect the kingdom of his Jin family.

And this time, it is undoubtedly an opportunity for Jin Xuan to exercise.

At this time, many people flew in the sky from far away. When they got closer, they found that they were disciples from Yunji Villa flying on swords. There were several hundred people in total.

Sa Hun brought several elders and all the disciples out in full force to support Jin Xuan in defending the city.

"Your Majesty, Sa Hun from the Yunji Villa of the Crescent Moon State Church has led his disciples to provide support." As soon as Sa Hu landed, he took the lead in saluting Jin Xuan.

When Jin Xuan saw the people from Yunji Villa, his originally negative attitude finally cheered up.

"They are just a bunch of useless people seeking immortality. What are you afraid of? Attack the city for me." Jin Yu gave an order, and the siege vanguard began to push the battering ram to ram the city gate.

"Archers prepare... to fire..." City Defense Commander Hua Wu also began to command the defenders to fight.

In a short while, arrows, boulders, and all kinds of extremely destructive weapons poured down from the city walls.

People were constantly hit by rolling stones and shot by arrows, and the defenders on the city wall were also injured and replaced in batches, and the cycle continued over and over again.

Jin Xuan and Zhou Xiang were protected by Zhao Yu and brought to a safe place. Lan Moqiu had been standing on the city wall, watching the scene calmly.

Sa Hurricane and several of his elders set up the formation. Every sect had its own killing formation, including Yunji Villa.

Thirty-six disciples were deployed in various directions, and the great elder activated the formation. A steady stream of sword shadows flew towards Jin Yu, and the soldiers who were shot fell to the ground one after another.

Seeing this, Jin Yu shouted and retreated, and they retreated several miles away.

The vanguard troops were abandoned under the city wall, some died, some were injured, and some were captured.

Seeing that the first battle was a success, Hua Wu excitedly stepped forward and saluted Sa Hurricane, saying, "Master Sa, I didn't expect your sect's formation to be so powerful? What kind of formation is this?"

Sa Hurricane responded, "This formation is the Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Formation created by my predecessor. It can be used to attack or defend a city."

"High Priest, you can go back to the city. I will guard here." Sa Hurricane walked slowly towards Lan Moqiu and said respectfully.

"It doesn't matter. I've seen a scene like this three hundred years ago. Seeing it again now feels like a lifetime ago." Lan Moqiu suddenly said sadly.

"The King of Minxi has ulterior motives, which makes the high priest worried." Sa Hun said politely.

"After the rebellion is quelled, the responsibility of protecting Xinyue and His Majesty will be placed on Sect Leader Sa." Lan Moqiu didn't even bother to be polite with him and directly instructed.

"What does the high priest mean?" Sa Hun didn't understand what he meant.

"You know I hate being insulted the most. Now, they are spreading rumors about me. After quelling the rebellion, I will withdraw from the Crescent Moon Imperial Court and live my life as a free and easy wanderer." Lan Moqiu looked at Sa Hurricane and spoke clearly word by word.

"The high priest is going to withdraw from the Crescent Royal Court?" Sa Hurricane asked in surprise.

He simply couldn't believe that the high priest who held all the power in his hands would actually withdraw from the imperial court and give up such powerful power.

"Master Sa, you don't think that I, Lan, like to be the high priest, right?" Lan Moqiu understood what Sa Hurricane meant and asked with a gloomy face.

When Sa Hun asked this question, he didn't know how to answer for a moment. Did he really misunderstand him?

"If it weren't for the entrustment of an old friend, I, Lan, would not bother to be the fortune teller of this world. Humph..." After saying this, Lan Moqiu waved his sleeves and went down the city wall angrily, so much so that he ignored Jin Xuan who was walking towards him.

"Master? High Priest, what happened to him?" Jin Xuan asked when he saw Sa Hun.

Sa Hurricane bowed and said, "I guess I said something wrong just now and made the high priest unhappy."

That's right, he did say something wrong and upset others, and Lan Moqiu just extricated himself from the rumors about Concubine Lan. Now he puts a hat of playing power games on others, and anyone would be unhappy!

In Jin Yu's camp, wounded soldiers were everywhere, and wailing was heard everywhere.

He was protected by his own guards in the commander's camp, and at this moment he was already irritable and restless. He had imagined an unstoppable victory, but now he was defeated in the first battle. How could he calm down?

When the high priest announced Jin Xuan as the emperor, he wanted to rise up directly. It was the queen mother who kept suppressing him and asked him to be patient and look for a better opportunity.

Now, the opportunity and excuse are there. But Jin Xuan is no longer the boy who trembled when he looked at him.

There is also Yunji Villa and the Crescent Moon Kingdom's guardian cult. Three hundred years of peace and stability have long made him forget their existence.

Now that the sword has been unsheathed, it is impossible to retract it. With his current strength, it should be a 50-50 situation against Jin Xuan. However, due to the intervention of Yunji Villa, he is temporarily at a disadvantage.

"I have to wait a little longer until the reinforcements from the King of Shu and the King of Yue gather before I attack the city." Thinking of this, Jin Yu had to make another plan, and then he shouted, "Come on, pass on my order, and the entire army will withdraw 20 miles."

Jin Yu retreated twenty miles, but there were two hundred thousand city defense troops stationed thirty miles away from the imperial city.

The garrison here had previously reached an agreement with Jin Yu not to participate in the rescue of the imperial city, and Jin Yu would not embarrass the garrison after the mission was accomplished.

This time, Lan Moqiu went to the city defense army garrison, and the commander of the city defense army was General Xu Jing. The main reason for signing such a treaty with the King of Minxi was that his cousin was a disciple of Zhao Guojiu.

He didn't want to offend Zhao Guojiu, and he didn't want to be implicated after Jin Yu's defeat, so he chose to be a neutral person who didn't help either side.

Lan Moqiu went directly to Xu Jing's meeting room. At this time, only Xu Jing was reading a book at his desk.

"Now that the King of Western Fujian is rebelling, the Imperial City Garrison is working together to resist the rebels. General Xu is not going to support them and even has the leisure to read a book?" Lan Moqiu spoke in a casual tone, slowly found a place to sit down, and looked around the room.

"High Priest? You, how dare you trespass into the camp of the commander-in-chief of my city defense army?" Xu Jing was frightened by Lan Moqiu's sudden appearance, and stood up and yelled.

"Why wouldn't this priest dare?" As Lan Moqiu spoke, he flashed and stood opposite Xu Jing, staring at him with eyes as sharp as an eagle's.

"Someone come..." Xu Jing shouted towards the door.

Lan Moqiu smiled contemptuously, and with his sleeves fluttering, he brought Xu Jing directly back to the imperial city and in front of Jin Xuanyan.

Although Xu Jing was the commander of an army and was used to seeing all kinds of human fights, this was the first time he was teleported by someone, and he still broke out in a cold sweat.

When the people in the hall saw the situation, they were so frightened that their legs went limp. They immediately knelt down and begged for mercy: "Your Majesty, spare my life."

In the hall, Jin Xuan sat in the main seat, with Prime Minister Zhou on one side, and a group of ministers.

"Xu Jing, what mistake have you made that you want me to spare your life?" Jin Xuan asked coldly.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, the King of Western Fujian rebelled, and I was unable to rescue you in time." Xu Jing found the lightest charge for himself.

"The King of Western Fujian's troops were at the gates of the city, but your city defense forces guarding the imperial city did not intercept them in advance, nor did they issue any advance warning. Is this what you call... failing to rescue the emperor in time?" Jin Xuan slammed the table angrily, stood up and glared at Xu Jing.