Even the pleas of these noble children turned a deaf ear.
"Your Majesty, please make your 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 on the ground.
These people usually show off their power in the imperial capital, bullying the weak and fearing the strong, but when they encounter real difficulties, they have no ability to resist.
Lu Yu was so famous that even the wealthy nobles behind them did not dare to offend him easily.
At this moment, Lu Yu was sitting on the dragon chair with cold eyes.
The others were shocked by Lu Yu's awe-inspiring aura. When they looked at Lu Yu again, they seemed to see a real dragon.
"Today is my grandfather's birthday. I don't kill anyone."
Lu Yu's voice was cold as he said: "Everyone will abandon their cultivation and will not be allowed to step into the Imperial Capital again in this life."
Everyone couldn't help but shudder.
Abolish your cultivation!
For the monks, this was a torture even more terrifying than exile.
If a person has never climbed into the clouds, he may live a lifetime of confusion.
But once he tasted the feeling of flying in the sky and being omnipotent, it was difficult for him to accept an ordinary life again.
"Your Majesty! I can't see the mountains. I deserve death. Please spare me!"
Zheng Siming kowtowed to Lu Yu repeatedly, and his forehead was smashed into pieces, revealing patches of bright red blood.
The other noble children also begged desperately.
"Your Majesty, is this punishment a bit too severe?" an elder from a wealthy family asked in a low voice.
"Are you questioning my decision?" Lu Yu looked at him coldly.
"I don't dare!"
The noble elder immediately shuddered, did not dare to say anything at all, and quickly lowered his head.
Such a person should never provoke Wei Mengting and Zhen Yuqin.
Even verbal provocation is seeking death.
And he, Lu Yu, gave these people a way out, which was the greatest kindness.
"If I lose my cultivation, I would rather die!" Zheng Siming suddenly shouted sharply, turned around and left.
He has fallen into madness and would rather risk offending Lu Yu to escape from here.
When the other nobles saw this, they immediately turned around and began to escape frantically.
"snort!"
Lu Yu snorted coldly and raised his hand a little.
I saw a stream of white air, like a sharp arrow from the string, suddenly rushing out and hitting several people in an instant.
Click! Click!
There were crisp sounds, and Zheng Siming and several noble disciples suddenly lay on the ground holding their stomachs, rolling on the ground in pain, wailing again and again.
"My cultivation is gone!" Zheng Siming's face turned pale and he cried bitterly.
All his pride was completely crushed at this moment.
A strong regret swept through his heart. If God gave Zheng Siming another chance, he would definitely keep a low profile.
However, there is no regret medicine in this world.
"Lu Yu, I am the heir to the throne, and I belong to the royal family of the Zhao family. I have the late emperor's gold medal for immunity from death at home. I am willing to use the late emperor's gold medal for immunity from death in exchange for this sin!"
Zhao Yuanhao raised his head, a proud smile flashed in his eyes.
Dai Wang, in the past, and Taiqian Emperor Zhao Tianyin were brothers, so they were given a gold medal to avoid death.
As long as he did not commit the serious crime of rebellion, Zheng Siming can be exempted from all crimes.
But at the next moment.
Lu Yu suddenly slapped Zhao Yuanhao with his palm, and the strong palm force knocked Zhao Yuanhao more than ten meters away, and he hit the pillar of Taichu Hall hard.
"puff!"
Zhao Yuanhao vomited blood and turned pale. His cultivation was actually destroyed by a palm.
Immediately afterwards, Lu Yu's cold voice reached Zhao Yuanhao's ears.
"What is the late emperor's death-free gold medal? Have I seen it before?"