Peerless Taoist

"Your Majesty, please make a decision!"    

Everyone present said in unison to Lu Yu.    

In an instant, those noble children seemed to have lost all their strength, and many of them collapsed onto the ground.    

These people usually flaunted their power in the Imperial Capital, bullying the weak and fearing the strong. However, they had encountered a real tough opponent, and they simply did not have the ability to resist.    

Lu Yu was very famous. Even the noble families behind them did not dare to provoke him.    

At this moment, Lu Yu was sitting on the dragon throne, his eyes cold.    

The others were shocked by Lu Yu's imposing manner. When they looked at Lu Yu again, it was as if they had seen a real dragon.    

"Today is my grandfather's birthday, I won't kill anyone."    

Lu Yu's voice was cold as he said, "All of you, cripple the cultivation level. You will never be able to step into the Imperial Capital again."    

Everyone couldn't help but shiver at the same time.    

Cripple the cultivation level!    

To cultivators, this was an even more terrifying torture than exile.    

If a person had never climbed up the clouds, perhaps he could live a muddle-headed life for the rest of his life.    

However, once he experienced the feeling of flying into the sky and escaping into the earth, the feeling of being omnipotent, once again letting him experience an ordinary life, this was something that was extremely difficult to accept.    

"Your Majesty! I have eyes but did not recognize Mount Tai. I deserve to die ten thousand times for my crimes. Please spare me! "    

Zheng Siming kept kowtowing to Lu Yu. His forehead had been forcefully smashed, revealing a patch of dark red blood.    

The other noble children also desperately begged.    

"Your Majesty, isn't this punishment a little too heavy?" An elder from an aristocratic family asked in a low voice.    

"Are you questioning my decision?" Lu Yu looked at him coldly.    

"I dare not!"    

That noble elder immediately shivered and did not dare to say anything. He quickly lowered his head.    

Such a person should not have provoked Wei Mengting and Zhen Yuqin.    

Even if it was a verbal provocation, it was still courting death.    

Lu Yu had given these people a chance to live. This was the greatest mercy he could show them.    

"If I don't have the cultivation level, I would rather die!" Zheng Siming suddenly shouted with a stern voice, turned around and left.    

He had fallen into madness. He would rather risk offending Lu Yu and escape from this place.    

When the other noble disciples saw this, they immediately turned around and fled frantically.    

"Humph!"    

Lu Yu coldly snorted and raised his hand to point.    

A white stream of air shot out like an arrow leaving the bow and instantly bounced onto the bodies of the few people.    

Kacha! Kacha!    

A crisp sound was heard. Zheng Siming and a few of the noble children suddenly hugged their stomachs and lay on the ground. They rolled on the ground in pain and wailed repeatedly.    

"My cultivation level is gone!" Zheng Siming's face was pale as he cried bitterly.    

All his pride had been crushed at this moment.    

A strong sense of regret swept through his heart. If the heavens gave Zheng Siming another chance, he would definitely keep a low profile.    

However, there was no medicine for regret in this world.    

"Lu Yu, I am the acting prince of the Zhao family, the royal family of the Zhao family. My family has the Immunity Medallion of the late emperor. I am willing to use the Immunity Medallion of the late emperor to exchange for this sin! "    

Zhao Yuanhao raised his head, and a proud smile flashed across his eyes.    

He was the substitute king. Back then, he and the Emperor of Taiqian, Zhao Tianyin, were brothers. Hence, he was given the Immunity Medallion.    

As long as he did not commit a serious crime of treason, he, Zheng Siming, would be able to absolve himself of all crimes.    

But in the next moment.    

Lu Yu suddenly struck out with his palm. The thick palm force sent Zhao Yuanhao flying more than ten meters away, crashing heavily onto the pillar of Absolute Beginning Hall.    

"Puff!"    

Zhao Yuanhao spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale. He had actually been crippled of his cultivation level with just a single palm strike.    

Immediately after that, Lu Yu's cold voice was transmitted into Zhao Yuanhao's ears.    

"What Gold Medallion of Immunity of the Deceased Emperor? Have I seen it before?"