Chapter 2247

Abdicate the throne

When Zhuo Xiaotian still wanted to get up, Feng Xiyao stretched out her jade hand and held Zhuo Xiaotian down.

"Xiaotian, calm down. If you continue to be so impulsive, then Dou Xuan will really kill you." Feng Xiyao quickly said.

Zhuo Xiaotian forced himself to calm down and looked at Lü Hantian, who was lying unconscious on the ground not far away, with a trace of guilt in his eyes.

If he hadn't been so impulsive just now, perhaps that divine pill wouldn't have been snatched away by Dou Xuan.

Although the level 8 god pill did not have much of an effect on Lü Hantian's recovery, it could at least stop the deterioration of Lü Hantian's injuries.

But now, because of his impulsiveness, the divine pill had been taken away by Dou Xuan. Zhuo Xiaotian was indeed regretting it.

"Uncle Zhuo, you don't have to feel guilty. I still have a Level 9 Healing Divine Pill. Although it can't heal Han Tian's injuries, it can at least prevent Han Tian's injuries from worsening."

Wu Die took out a pill covered with green patterns from her Spirit Ring and fed it to Lü Hantian.

After swallowing this pill, Lü Hantian's aura stabilized a lot, and his breathing was not as hurried as before. However, the injuries on his body were too serious, and if he wanted to recover, he would need a higher grade healing pill.

When Zhuo Xiaotian saw that Lü Hantian's aura had stabilized, he could not help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Xiaotian, the most important thing now is to think of a way to evacuate the Ryūka clansmen from the Celestial Pivot City. Although Dou Xuan seems to be letting us go on the surface, I'm afraid that he will secretly kill us. His character is extremely ruthless." Feng Xiyao said in a low voice.

Zhuo Xiaotian nodded and immediately lifted Lü Hantian and hurriedly left the square with Feng Xiyao and Wu Die.

After entering the hall, Zhuo Xiaotian took out his communication jade token and began to gather the Ryūka tribesmen.

Unfortunately, Zhuo Xiaotian waited in the hall for 9 hours, but no one came. His heart sank. He knew that something must have happened to the Ryūka, and they must have been held back by Dou Xuan.

"Xiaotian, this is bad. There's a trap array outside. We can't get out!"

Feng Xiyao stood by the window, her pretty face changed greatly as she said to Zhuo Xiaotian.

Zhuo Xiaotian suddenly slammed his palm on the table and said with a gloomy expression, "What a good Dou Xuan. He really didn't plan to let us go. Just now, it was just a stalling tactic. His goal was to make me give up the Dubhe City Lord's waist token."

"Then what should we do?" Feng Xiyao was also a little flustered.

Zhuo Xiaotian frowned, but he could only sit in his seat dejectedly. He really couldn't find a good way to leave this place.

Dou Xuan had already planned everything that he could think of.

Over the past decade, especially after the news of Zhuowen falling into the Starry Sky Fault had spread to the Far West, Dou Xuan had begun to stir.

With Dou Xuan's prestige and strength, he quickly took control of most of the military forces in Dubhe City. In this kind of place, strength and military force were everything. The City Lord was just a title.

If Dou Xuan wanted to usurp the throne, he only needed to say a word and he would successfully become the new City Lord.

However, Dou Xuan didn't do that. He wanted Zhuo Xiaotian to take the initiative to abdicate and give up the City Lord.

"Zhuo Xiaotian, in three days, I will hold the City Lord conferring ceremony in the square. You must be there. Otherwise, I can't guarantee the safety of your Ryūka people."

Suddenly, Dou Xuan's voice echoed in the hall. Zhuo Xiaotian raised his head, his eyes turning red, but he didn't lose his mind.

"If you dare to touch a hair of my people, I, Zhuo Xiaotian, will make you regret it." Zhuo Xiaotian said coldly.

Dou Xuan's voice sounded again, "Don't worry, if you cooperate in three days, I, Dou Xuan, will let your people leave Dubhe City safely. If you violate this oath, the Heavenly Dao will devour you."

Zhuo Xiaotian's eyes flashed. This Dou Xuan was swearing on the Heavenly Dao, it seemed that he really intended to let the Ryūka people go.

"If you really let the Ryūka people leave safely, I will participate in the City Lord conferring ceremony in three days," Zhuo Xiaotian said coldly.

"City Lord is indeed straightforward. This will be the last time I call you City Lord. In three days, the new City Lord of Dubhe City will be born, haha!"

Dou Xuan's voice was like thunder. It came and went quickly.

Three days later, in Dubhe City's largest square, Dubhe Square, people came and went. It was very lively.

In the center of the square stood a white jade platform. Dou Xuan sat on the throne in the center of the platform. On his left and right stood two black-armored cultivators with vast auras.

The square was surrounded by a dark mass. In addition to the soldiers, there were also the Star Lords of the planets in the Ziwei Galaxy around Dubhe City.

The so-called Star Lords were the lords of the planets. They ruled over the living beings of one of the planets in the Ziwei Galaxy. Most of them were in the Virtual Sky World, but of course, they were generally in the early stage of the Virtual Sky World.

At this moment, the Star Lords around the square were looking at Dou Xuan on the platform with awe.

Although many people knew that a new City Lord might be born today, no one came out to speak for justice. They knew that even if Zhuo Xiaotian was the rightful City Lord of Dubhe City, he was not strong enough.

As for Zhuo Wen, who was revered by everyone in Dubhe City, many cultivators in Dubhe City no longer feared the Long Family because of the news that Zhuo Wen had fallen into a fault in the starry sky.

It could be said that the cultivators of Dubhe City were not in awe of the Ryūka, but Zhuowen.

Since something happened to Zhuowen and the Ryūka did not have an extremely strong cultivator, they naturally did not have the support of the cultivators of Dubhe City.

At this moment, the dark mass of people on the east side of the square consciously parted to form a path. At the end of the path, three people slowly walked over.

They were Zhuo Xiaotian, Feng Xiyao, and Wu Die. Lü Hantian was seriously injured, so Zhuo Xiaotian had arranged for him to stay in the hall.

As for the trap formation outside the hall, it was removed by Dou Xuan on the third day.

Dou Xuan looked at Zhuo Xiaotian and the other two slowly walking over with a smile on his face. "You're finally here, my dear City Lord."

Zhuo Xiaotian was expressionless as he slowly walked to the bottom of the white jade platform. After telling Feng Xiyao and Wu Die to wait below, he stepped onto the white jade platform.

Zhuo Xiaotian came in front of Dou Xuan and said coldly, "Dou Xuan, remember the oath you made in front of me three days ago."

Dou Xuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Don't worry, I swore to the Heavenly Dao. Do you think I dare to go back on my words?"

Zhuo Xiaotian nodded and then ignored Dou Xuan. He turned his head and came to the edge of the platform. Facing the dark mass of people on the square below, he said loudly, "Today, I, Zhuo Xiaotian, announce that I resign from the position of City Lord. I intend to hand over the new City Lord to Dou Xuan. He is more qualified than me …"

Just as the City Lord conferring ceremony was in full swing, a stream of light swept over from the edge of the Myriad Magnet Sea. It was a flying ship.