I, the Son of the Demon Emperor, Had My Eyes Gouged Out by My Fiancée on Our Wedding Night - Chapter 37

37: So Many Spectators!

The Bait

“The Xiao Family alone isn’t enough. But with sufficient bait, they’ll take the hook.”

Lu Yuan’s tone was indifferent, as if discussing the weather.

Fang Lu frowned. He already understood what Lu Yuan intended.

This was a gamble—high risk, high reward.

But as Lu Yuan said:

With the right lure, Yun Conglong wouldn’t sit idle.

And if Yun Conglong moved, the other four Emperors would follow.

“Young Master, this is too dangerous!”

Fang Lu’s voice was thick with concern.

“No gain without risk. But I’m certain this won’t fail.”

“The Cloud Sword Holy Land won’t resist.”

“Even with five Emperors, with you elders protecting me, who can truly threaten me?”

Lu Yuan’s eyes glinted as strategies flashed through his mind.

If he appeared alongside the Xiao Family—

The Cloud Sword Holy Land would be forced to act.

And that would herd them straight into the formation’s killing zone.

If the Thunder Prison Heavenly Demon Formation lived up to its reputation…

Victory was assured.

After finalizing the details with Fang Lu, Lu Yuan retired for the night.

—

Dawn of Execution

The next morning…

Towering green mountains stood like jagged spears against the sky.

Before the Demon Sect’s forces even mobilized, the hills were already packed with cultivators.

Representatives from every major faction had gathered—

Some hoping to scavenge spoils, others merely to witness history.

If the Demon Sect truly defied the Righteous Alliance today, many would pledge allegiance on the spot.

At the very least, currying favor with the Cloud Sword Holy Land was prudent.

And nearly every spectator clutched Memory Stones—

Ready to record events that would quadruple in value by nightfall.

Streaks of light continued to arrive as the crowd swelled.

“Damn, you people really love a spectacle!”

“Says the guy with a hundred Memory Stones! Planning to open a shop?”

“The Demon Sect’s gone mad. I heard they dragged every last Xiao clansman from Tianfeng City.”

“Exactly! Anyone connected to Xiao Yun’er was captured. This is the Demon Sect’s true face.”

“I thought Lu Yuan was just a whipped dog who’d forgotten how to wield a blade. Seems I was wrong—he’s an inspiration.”

“You think the Cloud Sword Holy Land will just watch? Once the Righteous Alliance armies gather, the Demon Sect will weep.”

“Joke’s on you. Without the Alliance, Yun Conglong’s holy land would’ve been rubble. He’s pathetic.”

“Hmph! It’s because of fools like you that demonic sects thrive!”

Debates raged across the mountain peaks.

Yet none dared venture too close—

This was a clash of Emperors. A single misstep could be fatal.

“Look! The Demon Sect’s moving!”

A sharp-eyed cultivator pointed as figures surged from the encampment.

The Four Great Legions and their million soldiers stood ready.

Lu Yuan and the five elders advanced toward the execution site.

And in their midst—

The Xiao Family.

Gasps rippled through the crowd.

Lu Yuan actually dared to do this.

“He’s dead set on reclaiming his honor.”

“Honor? If he executes the Xiao Family today, no one will ever call him a simp again.”

“Tsk tsk. Annihilating an entire bloodline—that’s true terror.”

Many nodded in approval.

Lu Yuan’s ruthlessness commanded respect.

To love fiercely and hate fiercely—this was a real man.

Compared to the treacherous Tang Yun and Xiao Yun’er?

They were vermin.

One had brought calamity upon his sect.

The other had doomed her entire clan.

Now, under the crowd’s gaze, the Demon Sect’s forces reached the clearing—

Directly facing the Cloud Sword Holy Land’s gates.

“Now this is what I call psychological warfare.”

“Right at their doorstep! Brilliant!”

“Hah! Not even Yun Conglong can ignore this. And Xiao Yun’er? She’ll lose her mind.”

The spectators marveled at the cruelty.

This was calculated humiliation.

The Cloud Sword Holy Land was being roasted over hellfire.

—

The Execution Begins

As the Demon Sect took positions, Lu Yuan raised a hand.

“Bring them forward.”

Guards dragged the Xiao Family members into the clearing—

Shackled at wrists and ankles, their robes torn, bodies crisscrossed with wounds.

Every movement reopened scabs, fresh bl00d staining the earth.

“Please… spare me… I’m not from the Xiao family…”

“I’m just… just a friend…”

“Kill the Xiao’s, but let us go!”

Their wails filled the air.

Half the original Xiao bloodline had already been slaughtered.

These survivors were merely tangential—

Xiao Yun’er’s friends, distant relatives, even Tang Yun’s Tianfeng City allies.

The demonic guards showed no mercy.

“Young Master, all prisoners are present.”

Lu Yuan’s lips curled as he gazed toward the Cloud Sword Holy Land.

The trap was set.

Now—would they bite?

Riding forth on his imperial chariot, Lu Yuan’s voice boomed across the valley:

“Xiao Yun’er! Tang Yun!”

“Show yourselves, or watch these people die because of you!”

“Especially you, Xiao Yun’er. After all my devotion, you betrayed me—gouged out my Heavenly Demon Emperor Eyes!”

“Now… you’ll pay the price with bl00d!”