After the "one hundred military rods" were finished, Prince Mu was soaked through. Sweat poured from him as if he had been immersed in water.
He twitched occasionally, seemingly still reliving the lingering pain.
At this moment, Prince Mu bore no resemblance to his usual high and mighty, dignified self.
He looked more like a dying dog, prostrate on the ground, barely clinging to life.
The large group of guards surrounding him didn't even dare to step forward and help him.
Not until Gao Chao, the "Number One Ace," spoke.
"Help him up and get him out!"
The guards, as if granted a great amnesty, rushed forward in a flurry. With clumsy hands, they pulled up Prince Mu's pants and prepared to carry him away.
The entire process was a mess. The guards were rough and unskillful, and they kept touching Prince Mu's bruised buttocks.
"Ahhhh..."
"It hurts so much..."
"No, no, no..."
Under the excruciating pain, Prince Mu let out uninhibited screams.
From this day on, Prince Mu was thoroughly "socially deceased" within the "Rebel Faction."
From then on, whenever he spoke, what authority, what authority could he possibly have? Everyone's mind was filled with images of his "bare buttocks," oh, and they were fair and tender too.
Heh, not to mention others, even this group of guards was now picturing his pale, fleshy "buttocks."
It was demonic, too demonic!
Prince Mu also felt too ashamed to remain there. He feigned death, pretending to have fainted, and had his guards quickly carry him away.
As they reached the doorway, Prince Mu suddenly came to his senses.
Wait, he hadn't come to the "Rebel Small City" this time to be abused. The "mysterious force" had an important mission for him; he had a "great responsibility" to fulfill!
With this thought, Prince Mu abandoned his pretense of being dead. He suddenly widened his eyes and shouted at "Liu Xiu'er."
"Your Highness, I have something to say! I have something to report to you!"
"Liu Xiu'er" frowned.
To be honest, he really didn't want to deal with Prince Mu.
This old fellow was not a good person.
However, considering they were both part of the "Rebel Faction," "Liu Xiu'er" spoke indifferently.
"What is it?"
This time, Prince Mu’s attitude was extremely respectful. He said with great deference.
"Your Highness, recently you have been too strong. You have defeated several waves of imperial armies consecutively, and even killed quite a few imperial Golden Core generals..."
By this point, Prince Mu was well aware that the previous rumors were true.
"Liu Xiu'er's" "rebel forces" were incredibly fierce. They not only annihilated several "imperial armies" but also slew numerous "imperial Golden Core generals." Well... alright, more "imperial Golden Core generals" had surrendered and defected to the rebels!
Prince Mu said tremblingly.
"...Uh, because you are too fierce, the imperial armies dare not retaliate against you, so they went to attack my Prince Mu City!"
Prince Mu City, as the name implied, was a city built by Prince Mu himself.
Its scale was much larger than "Rebel Small City."
Previously, "Prince Mu City" was the most prosperous stronghold of the "Rebel Faction," a place that all "rebels" scrambled to join.
In contrast, "Rebel Small City" was a desolate backwater.
The "rebels" living in "Rebel Small City" couldn't even get enough to eat, and the cultivators lacked basic cultivation resources, all of them as poor as beggars.
Now, the situation had completely reversed!
Since "Liu Xiu'er" took charge of "Rebel Small City," he, this "Destined Cheater," was constantly radiating his "cheating power," propelling the entire "Rebel Small City" to soar.
A large number of "imperial Golden Core generals" voluntarily surrendered.
The military strength of "Rebel Small City" grew stronger and stronger.
Moreover, the supply of various daily necessities and cultivation materials became increasingly abundant.
With the arrival of the "Azure-eyed Purple Gold Hou," a large number of "demonic beasts" gathered around the outskirts of "Rebel Small City," not only greatly enhancing security but also providing the "rebel cultivators" with a large number of "demonic beast mounts," which was incredibly satisfying!
Now, "Rebel Small City" was completely revitalized, bursting with vitality.
The faces of the "rebels" had smiles, and they exuded an aura of confidence.
On the other hand, the situation in "Prince Mu City" was dire.
According to Prince Mu himself, the "imperial armies," being bullies who preyed on the weak, could not defeat "Rebel Small City." So, they unleashed all their anger upon "Prince Mu City"!
Now, different "imperial armies" attacked and besieged "Prince Mu City" every few days.
As one bowed out, another entered.
It was quite lively!
What was even more infuriating was that these "imperial armies" did not aim to destroy "Prince Mu City."
Each time they besieged it, they would break through the city, carry out a massacre, and then leave.
The "imperial armies" never exterminated them completely, leaving "Prince Mu City" with a sliver of life to continue.
After a couple of days, another "imperial army" would come to besiege, break through the city again, and carry out another massacre...
Their actions were more like "venting their anger!"
That's right, venting their anger!
We were bullied by "Rebel Small City," so we'll bully you!
The big fish eat the small fish, the small fish eat the shrimp, and the shrimp... the shrimp eat dirt!
After these rounds of devastation, the "cultivators of Prince Mu City" were battered and bruised, wishing they were dead.
This was simply too much bullying, was there any justice left, any law and order?
Rather than being continuously ravaged by the "imperial armies" like this, it would be better to be annihilated by the "imperial armies" directly, putting an end to it all!
The "cultivators of Prince Mu City" thought this with a sense of backbone.
And then...
The "imperial armies" fulfilled their wish.
This time, the "imperial armies" were not playing games. They amassed their forces, intending to eradicate the entire "Prince Mu Residence" root and stem.
Fearing that "Liu Xiu'er" might not believe him, Prince Mu specifically provided detailed information about the "imperial armies."
"This time the imperial court is serious. Li Dian, the commander of the Heze Heavy Town, is personally leading a large army to conquer Prince Mu City... Li Dian himself is a Nascent Soul cultivator, and he has a large number of Golden Core generals under him. The small Prince Mu City cannot possibly resist!"
"Your Highness, please send troops to rescue Prince Mu City, I beg you!"
By the end, Prince Mu was actually in tears.
It was unclear if it was due to genuine concern for "Prince Mu City" or because he was still in pain from the earlier "one hundred military rods."
"Number One Ace" Gao Chao sneered dismissively.
"Stop pretending to be pitiful! Prince Mu City is being besieged by a Nascent Soul cultivator, what can we do? Do you expect my lord to risk his life against a Nascent Soul cultivator? Are you out of your mind!"
Upon hearing this, Prince Mu's heart sank. He cursed inwardly.
Damn it!
He had gone too far!
He was originally just following the instructions of the "mysterious force" to exaggerate the situation slightly. He had accidentally overdone it and made it too serious!