Chương 98: Long Live the Emperor

An hour later, the blizzard stopped.

Just as the Hidden Mist ninjas, who had been on the defensive, were preparing to launch a counterattack, many of them suddenly looked up at the sky.

In the void, Jie Luo sat high in the sky, legs crossed, surveying the battlefield below without uttering a word. Behind him, Yuki, her appearance pitiful and covered in wounds, hung in the air in a spread-eagle position. Jie Luo's scarlet eyes swept across the sky, and the killing intent of his Heart Sword was projected. The ninjas whose gazes were swept across all felt a chill run down their spines, their hair stood on end, and they instinctively looked up at the sky.

As the commotion and reminders from the battlefield grew, more and more ninjas noticed the situation in mid-air.

Gradually, the battlefield calmed down, and both sides retreated, looking up at the sky above the Jieluo. Only a few cold winds howled, and the battlefield was eerily silent for a moment.

The Yuki clan ninja stared blankly at the sky, speechless as he looked at the blood-stained Yukihime.

We've lost, Lady Yukihime, we've lost.

"How is that possible..."

As she murmured, the weapon in her hand fell to the ground. Once there was a first, there was a second. With Yukihime's defeat, the entire Yuki clan's will to fight was shattered.

Many people wanted to save Yukihime, but no one could fly, so they could only watch from afar, helpless and frustrated.

In contrast, there is the Mist Hidden Army, which is only a hair's breadth away.

The crowd of hidden figures stared at the pair of faintly visible crimson eyes high in the sky, and their breath caught in their throats, their eyes filled with barely concealed excitement.

A ninja from the Mist Village raised his hand with trembling hands, pointing his gleaming ninja sword at the sky. Veins bulged on his face and neck, and his excitement was palpable.

This was a great victory. Under the leadership of Lady Oni, everyone present is a hero and a beneficiary.

"Onihime-sama!!!"

A roaring male voice echoed throughout the venue.

Most of the people in the crowd didn't know who had made the sound. A Jonin looked down at his fellow Jonin beside him, his pupils slightly contracting.

"Yano, you brat..."

Yano, with veins bulging on his forehead, roared with all his might.

"Long live!!!"

He raised his ninja sword high.

The next second, one ninja sword after another was raised high, and the ninjas roared excitedly!

"Onihime-sama!"

"Long live--!!!"

The shouts of "Long live!" echoed like a mountain range and a tidal wave throughout the Snow Clan's headquarters. The unified shouts of "Long live!" caused the snowflakes to tremble. Many Snow Clan ninjas, filled with resentment, lost their composure and collapsed to their knees.

Lost!

We really lost!

Amidst the shouts of "Long live!", some Snow Clan ninjas burst into tears, their tears and snot freezing instantly into ice crystals, wailing and howling like fragile children.

Hanging in mid-air, Yukihime trembled all over, sobbing, biting her teeth and lips tightly, tears falling silently, freezing into ice crystals in the air, dripping down.

"I said..." Jieluo didn't turn around, listening to Yuki's cries, looking down at the diverse joys and sorrows of the humans below, and said, "Are you made of water?"

"You're the one made of water!" Yukihime sobbed, but retorted with great spirit.

She's a real man!

"Really? All this crying and wailing is so annoying." Jieluo said, "I'll give you half a day to get your clan organized, pack your belongings and luggage, and then come with me back to the village."

"Ha!" Yukihime responded, looking longingly at this territory where the Yuki clan had lived for so long. She had to say goodbye to this place. She didn't know when she would be able to return next time, or perhaps she would never be able to return again.

I felt a deep sorrow welling up inside me.

Jie Luo crossed his legs and gazed down. When the shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" ceased, he stood up and stood in mid-air.

Realizing that Yura was about to speak, the Hidden Mist ninjas all knelt down on one knee.

In the ninja world, there is a strict hierarchy and a system of rank and status, which is ingrained in the very bones of every ninja. At this moment, Yura is at the top of this hierarchy.

Jieluo didn't care about such things.

Jieluo's gaze swept across the Snow Clan, looking down upon them.

Facing those crimson eyes high in the sky, filled with resentment, humiliation, and deep grief, the Snow Clan ninjas knelt down one after another, bowing their heads to Yura.

Jieluo chuckled and said, "Your people are very worried about you."

Xenophobic ninja clans generally signify extreme unity.

Yukihime lowered her head and said, "That's how the Yuki clan is. We have no interest in the conflicts of the ninja world; we just want to live a peaceful life."

"Naive," Jieluo chuckled, "This ninja world doesn't care about your thoughts."

Yukihime closed her eyes and said, "I know, I've done my best."

As Jieluo raised her hand, the vibration of her chakra amplified and spread her voice, carrying a condescending indifference, a chilling, demonic tone that was indistinguishable between male and female, resounding throughout the room.

Starting today!

"The Snow Clan has officially merged into Kirigakure!"

"Everyone, take your positions! Set up camp here! Return to the village in half a day!"

"above!"

In an instant...

"Ha!!!" The ninjas all shouted in unison, "Hah!!!"

The territory of the Yuki clan will be taken over by the daimyo of the Land of Water, while the Yuki clan will be taken back to Kirigakure.

Yukihime was released by Yukihime. Like a falling bird, Yukihime fell into the air. Several figures jumped up anxiously and caught the falling Yukihime.

Half a day later, the Snow Clan, led by Snow Princess, finished packing and the main force set off to march back to the village.

Lucy led the way, flapping her wings and pulling on Jieluo.

After the battle, Lucy was unharmed and flew happily, humming a song. If she had been injured and gone berserk, the ninja who injured her would have been the one to suffer. This girl has always been quite carefree, which is good. Jieluo's eyes fell on Akane, who was wrapped in bandages.

Zhu Yin's expression hardened, and she sat up straight, looking at Jie Luo expectantly.

Originally, the one who was most seriously injured was not her, but Tsukihime, but Tsukihime's injuries healed too quickly.

In terms of aptitude, Zhu Yin is the weakest of the four, but she is the one who works the hardest, whether it's training or missions.

Jieluo reached out and rubbed Zhuyin's little head. The four hairpins on Zhuyin's head swayed. Although she had no connection with her previous life, Zhuyin was a ninja with a strong Chinese style in the ninja world, much like Tenten.

"Not bad," Jieluo praised.

Zhu Yin squinted her eyes like a kitten and sat obediently.

Watching this scene, Terumiko felt that Ms. Yura was a little biased towards Akane, but she didn't dare to say anything and could only maintain an elegant smile.

Yueji looked at Zhuyin with envy, her cool little face expressionless.

"Hard work deserves a reward." Jieluo lowered her hand and said to the four, "What would you like to eat when we get back?"

"Crabs!" Lucy exclaimed first, pulling the cart without turning her head, "I want to eat king crab!"

King crabs are dirt cheap in Misty Village.

"Tuna!" Akane looked at Yura with sparkling eyes.

She knows how to order; these things aren't cheap. A top-quality one costs about the same as a knife sold by Jieluo, but you don't need to buy a whole one.

Mikoto gracefully tossed her hair, smiling sweetly as she said, "I'll listen to whatever you say, teacher."

Jieluo nodded and looked at Yueji.

Her cool, aloof face stiffened, and Yueji lowered her head, saying, "Little octopus~"

"Okay~" Jie Luo said with a light smile, "Let's go home~"

"Oh~ home~" Little Demon Gai exclaimed loudly.

In the wind, three little devils sat behind Jieluo, their eyes sparkling as they looked at Jieluo's not-so-tall but tall back.

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