I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 16

16: Lu Yuan’s Divine Might

Grand Hall – Dead Silence

Every face—whether from the Xiao family or Cloud Sword delegation—was etched with terror.

Only Lu Yuan remained unmoved, his gaze as cold as glacial depths.

To him, they were but insects beneath his heel.

Elder Liu Sheng knelt in disgrace, drenched in sweat, his face pressed to the floor.

How would he explain this humiliation to the Holy Master?

“Young Master, how shall we deal with them?”

The Demon Sect Grand Elder’s voice trembled with suppressed fury.

The Cloud Sword’s audacity insulted the entire demonic path.

Yet the elders watched Lu Yuan warily.

Their kind-hearted young master might yet show mercy—

Accept the treasures.

Spare the fools.

And tarnish the sect’s dignity forever.

“How thoughtful of the Cloud Sword to deliver such gifts.”

Lu Yuan’s smile was serene as a lotus pond.

“Let’s not waste their effort. Keep the treasures—”

“Kill the rest. Chop the corpses for dog food.”

“Except Liu Sheng. Send him back with a message: Hand over Xiao Yun’er within one day, or perish.”

His tone was casual, as if discussing the weather.

Yet the murderous intent suffocated the hall.

The elders shivered with delight.

Their young master had finally grown fangs!

“Remember—” Lu Yuan added, “Execute the loudmouth Xiao clansmen too. Record it with a Shadowstone for Liu Sheng to take back.”

As a transmigrator, Lu Yuan now grasped this world’s rules:

Power was the only truth.

And the Ten Thousand Bones Demon Sect?

Unrivaled.

“Yes, Young Master!”

The Grand Elder’s hands shook with excitement as he bowed.

At last—a worthy heir!

“Drag them outside,” Lu Yuan commanded. “Let the world witness the price of offending us.”

His smile then—

A nightmare carved in flesh.

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Execution Grounds – Tianfeng City

Spectators gasped as the Demon Sect procession emerged.

“Look! The Xiao family and Cloud Sword envoys… in chains?!”

“Hah! I told you—no one refuses the Demon Sect!”

“Are they really going to—”

The crowd trailed the group to the city’s execution square, their murmurs a tide of awe and fear.

Lu Yuan took his seat atop the platform, the elders flanking him like grim reapers.

“Young Master Lu!” Liu Sheng croaked. “Name your price! Spare my disciples!”

Desperation choked his voice.

But Lu Yuan’s gaze was already elsewhere—

Watching as the first blade rose.