Demon Emperor

Chapter 58 The Late Emperor's Head
Ruan Hu dreamed again that he was flying in the sky.

This time it flew very high, extremely high.

The howling wind whistled in my ears, the icy wind froze my hair, but the hot breath I exhaled could tear the wind apart.

Meanwhile, on the ground, a head was fleeing frantically across a field, looking at itself and letting out a long, terrified howl.

"what!"

Previously, a large group of deserters had fled from Huan Shou Man, but this was the last one in front of them.

The flying-headed demon seized the opportunity, pounced, and completely subdued it.

Ruan Hu knew that the Flying Head Ghost would be back soon.
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open one's eyes.

Ruan Hu was still in the human world, not having floated up to the sky, but lying on a soft, large bed.

The bed was a mess, the brocade quilt was crumpled up haphazardly, and Ruan Hu was lying naked on the bed with most of his body outside the quilt.

The woman, along with the soft blanket, was being held in Ruan Hu's arms by the imperial concubine named Su Zhi. She had been subjected to witchcraft by the Horse-Faced God, but she had already recovered.

Her petite figure made her look like a white rabbit imprisoned in a cage when held in Ruan Hu's long and strong arms.

Upon waking from his dream, Ruan Hu looked outside.

"call!"

He let out a long breath, released his grip, and prepared to get up, which immediately startled the concubine in his arms.

Consort Su looked outside; it was still dark.

Moreover, there was no morning court session today, and she was somewhat reluctant to see Ruan Hu leave.

"Your Majesty, please rest a little longer!"

After saying that, she also put her arm around Ruan Hu.

Compared to the other person embracing her, she was more like a vine clinging to a gnarled dragon tree. Her hands moved upwards, her slender fingers like green ivy growing up the trunk.

The original body was somewhat bloated and the muscles were loose, but now Ruan Hu's body is as solid as steel, and the skin supported by the cast iron muscles feels like tight silk.

In addition, the angular shape that follows the muscle lines makes it feel incredibly smooth.

With her eyes closed, it felt like touching a sculpture carved from warm, soft jade, making her feel an irresistible urge to touch it.

Ruan Hu propped himself up with one hand, the silk quilt sliding down his body and revealing his entire body's curves.

He gathered the other person's disheveled hair and slapped away the other person's groping hand.

"Alright, go to sleep!"

Ruan Hu felt full of energy, without the slightest bit of fatigue, and his body was full of inexhaustible strength and energy.

He stood up naked and walked downstairs. The palace maids kneeling on the ground immediately stood up and helped him put on layers of clothes.

Before dawn, Ruan Hu picked up his sword and spear and began honing his martial arts skills.

It wasn't that Ruan Hu was diligent or had any sense of crisis, but simply that he felt as if the energy in his body was blocked by something if he didn't release it.

His powerful physique endowed Ruan Hu with an inexhaustible flow of energy, like a river, and also seemed to give him a strong desire.

Ever since he used the [Changpo: Using Form to Supplement Form] technique, inherited from the Churen Kingdom, to devour a portion of the former donkey-headed demon's body, his greed for everything seemed to surge forth as his body grew stronger.

Ruan Hu flung his spear and saber into the air, as if he wanted to pierce the sky and split the wind.

He felt every muscle in his body was bursting with desire, and every fiber in his muscle lines was squeezing out greed.

Their physical strength continued to grow, nurturing the wild beast within their hearts.

He felt as if a mythical beast, Taotie, was inside his stomach, and no matter how much he ate and satisfied himself, he could not stop the hunger.

For women, for power.

It even includes ambition and the intent to kill.

"Boom!"

Ruan Hu thrust his spear into the wooden stake, the spear breaking in two. Only then did he stop, drenched in sweat, panting heavily like a ferocious tiger growling.

After changing into casual clothes, Ruan Hu met with his ministers in his study and discussed several matters, including the extermination of the Huan Shou Man tribe, the establishment of the Imperial Horse Administration and the Divine Steed Army, and a series of matters to guard against a possible rebellion by the Qingmian Qiang tribe.

"Your Majesty, the Wuxi Patrol Office is making preparations for the annihilation of the Huan Shou tribe, but the attitude of the Pillar General is unclear. I believe we must proceed with caution and act with prudence in governing the country!"

"Your Majesty, if we expand the army again, the Ministry of Revenue will truly be unable to provide the funds and provisions."

"The Green-Faced Qiang tribe has always been extremely submissive, never..."

The emperor may seem to be able to make decisions on many things with a single word, but such things depend on prestige. These things are invisible and intangible, yet they are real and tangible.

If you have prestige, your subordinates won't make excuses.

Even with prestige and difficulties, it can be forcibly implemented.

Having prestige means that when you implement a policy, a bunch of people won't come up to you asking why.

At this moment, Ruan Hu needed something to prove his prestige.

Faced with various questions from his ministers, Ruan Hu did not get angry on the spot or resort to threats or coercion. He simply listened to everyone's opinions calmly and then hastily ended the meeting.

But when he stood up, Ruan Hu made up his mind.

"Those barbarians with the ring-headed heads must be wiped out."

Although the common people did not care much about what had happened in the imperial tomb, the powerful families, civil and military officials were still watching Ruan Hu.

Regardless of the reason, such a thing has happened at the mausoleum of the late Emperor Dasheng. Since you have said that it was all the work of the Huanshou Barbarian tribe, whether it is true or false, if you cannot show the emperor's thunderous wrath, where is the emperor's prestige?

If we can wipe out the Ring-Headed Barbarian tribe, many problems that seem difficult to implement will soon no longer be problems.

After visiting the training ground, Ruan Hu waited in front of the Heavenly Maiden Palace before dark.

The night is as deep as water.

A commotion came from the sky; what Ruan Hu had been waiting for had returned.

One by one, the heads that were strung together by something like "ropes" flew back and landed in the Heavenly Maiden Palace.

Then the priests and shamans of the Heavenly Maiden Palace immediately stepped forward and put the heads into jars.

This time, Ruan Hu did not kill these bandits to extract their souls and spirits.

Firstly, the chance of extracting a useful courier is relatively low; secondly, Ruan Hu wanted to see if he could find a way to control the Luotou people.

Although the strength of these rebels was weak, their actions were limited to being able to move around only at night.

However, the ability to fly alone outweighs the problem.

The last head was locked in a jar by Ruan Hu himself.

Looking at the former emperor's head, it glared fiercely at Ruan Hu. Ruan Hu shoved it back in and then sealed it up.

Ruan Hu imprisoned the Luotou people in Tiannv Palace. With the triple protection of the Heavenly Maiden Miaoxiang, Tiannv Palace, and the palace guards, there should be no problem.

Then, Ruan Hu looked at the flying head ghost hovering in mid-air.

"Come!"

The flying demon immediately fell and sank in front of Ruan Hu.

After resolving this hidden danger, Ruan Hu could then arrange for the Flying Head Ghost to do the next task, which would be the direction in which it could truly play a significant role.

"Go to Wu County."

Whatever you want to do, the first priority is to have enough information so that you can make accurate judgments and responses.

All calculations and strategies that do not rely on intelligence and information are nothing but castles in the air.

The flying demon laughed wildly and shot into the sky from in front of Ruan Hu, creating a wave of heat.

"So hot!"

Ruan Hu then noticed the peculiarity of this flying-headed ghost, or rather, the headless man; this thing seemed to be constantly spewing out a stream of hot air.

(End of this chapter)