Chapter 210: The King of Chu at the End of His Road
The Palace of the King of Chu, the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

Every country has its own Taimiao, where all traceable ancestors are enshrined.

Hundreds of years ago, King Cheng of Zhou conferred the title of Viscount to Xiong Yi, the leader of the Chu people, and the Chu State was established. Successive kings of the Chu State worked hard and established the foundation of the Chu State for 800 years. The Taimiao enshrines the spirits of Xiong Yi, the founding king, King Zhuang of Chu, the king who revived the Chu State, and even King Kaolie of Chu, the father of Fu Chu and others.

"Kill!"

"Brothers, charge!"

"Hahaha, the Chu State is destroyed!"

……

The fragile defense of the Chu Palace did not even last an hour in the face of the powerful Qin Army, and was easily captured. After the 1,000 Qin soldiers entered the Chu Palace, 300 of them received Tianxuan's order to block the harem and not allow anyone to enter or leave. The others took control of the Chu Palace.

During this process, the remaining Chu army fought fiercely with the Qin army that had entered the palace. However, the Chu army was outnumbered and was struggling to survive under the fierce attack of the Qin army. The cheers from the Qin people echoed in the sky, showing the Qin people's arrogance and the end of the Chu State, a vassal state that had existed for 800 years.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

King Fuchu of Chu was awakened from his sleep and tried to flee the palace in a panic, but the palace had been controlled by the Qin army. In the eyes of the Chu people, Shouchun was just a secondary capital. The only capital recognized by the Chu people was Yingcheng. With no hope of escape, King Fuchu of Chu could only run around in the palace under the protection of dozens of personal guards, and finally ran into the Taimiao without a trace.

Thinking of the 800-year-old foundation of the Chu State, which would be destroyed in his own hands, Fuchu looked at the tablets of the kings of the past, and was overwhelmed with grief. He knelt down before the shrine and wept bitterly. The guards around him still stayed by his side, and were loyal to the Chu State and Fuchu. As Fuchu cried bitterly, the guards were also infected and wept bitterly.

For a while, the only sound in the Chu State's Taimiao was crying, as if Fu Chu and others were singing a elegy for the Chu State in this way.

tread!tread!tread!
After a long time, the sounds of fighting echoing in the palace stopped for a while. Then, hurried footsteps came from far away to this place. Although the sound was not loud, it seemed to ring directly in the ears of Fu Chu and others. They all showed panic expressions and their crying stopped immediately.

"King Chu, you are really here!"

The arrival of the uninvited guest startled Fuchu and others from the ground. Fuchu jumped up and turned his head to look behind him. He saw a young man wearing the armor of the Suanni Swallowing Heaven and a black cloak. Although he was about a head taller than his peers, his face was still childish. He was accompanied by a beautiful woman wearing a deep blue golden crow skirt, with a fairy-like appearance, far more beautiful than any of Fuchu's concubines. He led dozens of Qin soldiers in armor to the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

This person, of course, is the commander-in-chief of the Qin army: Tianxuan!
Thirty feet away, Tianxuan saw a pale-faced middle-aged man in his thirties, wearing a royal robe, kneeling and crying in the Chu State Temple. Given this scene and his attire, his identity was self-evident. Immediately, Tianxuan raised his lips and greeted Fuchu leisurely.

"You...you are Tianxuanzi?" Fu Chu looked at Tianxuan and his group coming towards him, his face as pale as a ghost, and spoke intermittently.

Tianxuan nodded slightly and strode forward. Every step he took fell into Fuchu's ears, and it was no different from the footsteps of the soul-catcher.

"Tianxuanzi, as long as... as long as you are willing to let me go," Fuchu's eyes were filled with unshakable fear, staring at Tianxuan, "I am willing to make you the supreme general of the Chu State, second only to the emperor and above all others!"

"Heh!" Hearing that Fu Chu was about to die and wanted to tempt him with high positions and generous salaries, Tian Xuan didn't know how to evaluate this person. He couldn't help laughing out loud, and continued to move forward with his subordinates and Yan Fei, intending to catch this trapped turtle.

Gulu!

Seeing that Tianxuan was not tempted by his high position and generous salary, Fuchu swallowed his saliva and added: "I will marry another daughter to you, give her the surname Mi, and integrate her into the royal family of Chu!" "Not interested!"

In just a few words, Tianxuan and his men had arrived at the stone steps of the Imperial Temple. Facing the conditions offered by Fuchu, Tianxuan was angry. Perhaps in the eyes of some people, being given a surname by the king is an honor in itself. But in Tianxuan's eyes, it was simply an insult. If a person loses his surname in this world, he is just a dog with a broken spine.

As he spoke coldly, Tianxuan stepped onto the stone steps and continued towards Fu Chu.

Mo Ya and others who were following Tian Xuan saw King Chu Fu Chu right in front of them. They held their weapons and looked at Fu Chu with eyes that reminded him of the way he looked at the beautiful concubines in the harem.

"I am willing to give you fifteen cities so that you can establish a country." With murder imminent, Fu Chu made up his mind and gave what he thought was his last bargaining chip.

"Establish a country and become king?" Tian Xuan sneered, "Fu Chu, the trend of my Great Qin unifying the world is complete. Don't say I don't have this ambition. Even if I do, I will only seek my own death if I listen to your nonsense!"

tread!
After he finished speaking, Tianxuan had already stepped into the Imperial Temple. The sound of his feet hitting the ground was so loud that it could be heard by the nearby King of Chu, Fuchu. Fuchu's legs went limp and he lay on the ground like a cartilaginous worm.

"Don't leave any of them alive!" Tian Xuan waved his hand fiercely and ordered Mo Ya and the others, "Let these people become the last blood food of the successive Chu monarchs!"

"Here."

The people following Tianxuan were all masters of Night Owl. After receiving this order, everyone, led by Mo Ya, obeyed in unison and turned into black shadows and rushed out. Clusters of blood splashed up and heads fell to the ground. In a flash, these guards who were the last to be loyal to Fu Chu were killed.

The boiling blood splashed on the terrified Fu Chu and dyed his royal robe red.

"King Chu, please choose!"

Tianxuan looked down at Fu Chu who was lying on the ground with the attitude of a victor, his eyes full of coldness.

"Now, you have two choices. First, I will take you back to Xianyang and make you the king's captive. Second, for the sake of your predecessors in the Chu Kingdom, I will make an exception and give you dignity!"

After saying this, Tianxuan didn't even look at Fuchu, who had become a prisoner, and took the three incense sticks from the shrine. With his power slightly activated, smoke came out from the top. Tianxuan held the long incense sticks, bowed three times to the tablets of the successive Chu monarchs on the shrine, and inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Respecting enemies who deserve respect is respecting yourself!

The kings of Chu in all dynasties, even those who became laughing stocks like King Ping of Chu and King Ling of Chu, had their glory days. Although he was a Qin in this life and had no good feelings towards the Chu people in his previous life, it did not prevent Tianxuan from respecting them.

"Can I die with dignity?" The desperate King of Chu, Fu Chu, murmured with despair on his face.

Tian Xuan finished burning incense and looked back at him, "That's right, you have the right to choose how to die!"

(End of this chapter)