Chapter 08: #8 - Section 8
“Oh?”
“Tell me, what is he hiding?”
“Extraordinary talent, or is there a powerful family from the Divine Mystic Dynasty supporting him from behind?” The Heavenly Sword Elder and the Red Yuan Saint exchanged glances, intrigued.
In their view.
The 'hidden' that Marquis Tianwu spoke of was nothing more than that.
A mere Third Prince, not even twenty years old, might be comparable to a celestial being in the eyes of ordinary people, but to a Saint, the Third Prince's so-called foundation was meaningless.
“Neither!”
Unexpectedly, Marquis Tianwu slowly shook his head, shockingly saying:
“What the Third Prince is hiding is his own cultivation!”
“At the age of less than twenty, he has cultivated to the Perfected Half-Saint Realm!”
Perfected Half-Saint!
? ? ? Huh?
The Heavenly Sword Elder's eyes slightly narrowed.
“Impossible!”
Before the Heavenly Sword Elder could speak.
The Red Yuan Saint directly waved his hand, exclaiming.
“Absolutely impossible!”
“Even for a prodigy!”
“Twenty years would at most allow one to cultivate to the Perfected Acquired Realm! Even reaching the Innate Realm is extremely difficult.”
“The Third Prince's mid-grade talent was witnessed by the world during the assessment, so it cannot be fake. At most, he can only cultivate to the mid-stage of the Acquired Realm!”
“Breaking through to the Perfected Half-Saint Realm is nothing short of wishful thinking!”
The Red Yuan Saint's face was filled with doubt.
Even the Heavenly Sword Elder slightly shook his head, completely disbelieving.
The Third Prince's cultivation is the Perfected Half-Saint Realm?
That's simply a fantasy!
“It's true! Everything my disciple said is true!”
“Moreover, at the moment my disciple left the palace, he also encountered two unknown Saint Realm experts meeting with the Third Prince!”
Marquis Tianwu did not feel uncomfortable with the doubts of his master and the Red Yuan Saint.
In fact, even he was unwilling to believe it.
In the past, if someone told him that the Third Prince was a Perfected Half-Saint Realm existence, whose realm was even higher than his after cultivating for more than a hundred years, Marquis Tianwu would have slapped him into meat paste without hesitation.
But seeing it with his own eyes was more real than any hearsay.
The Third Prince's cultivation indeed shocked him to the extreme.
“Also encountered two unknown Saint Realm experts meeting with the Third Prince?”
Hearing this, the Heavenly Sword Elder and the Red Yuan Saint suddenly frowned.
“Indeed, your disciple would never lie!” Marquis Tianwu confirmed.
Seeing that he didn't seem to be lying, the expressions of the Heavenly Sword Elder and the Red Yuan Saint immediately became serious.
“Saints are actually involved with the Third Prince.”
“Could it be that Saints really intend to act against the rules, as I said?” The Red Yuan Saint suddenly stood up from the futon.
“Don't panic!”
“Let's wait and see what happens!” The Heavenly Sword Elder took a deep breath and comforted.
“Disciple, you may return first. Your teacher and the Red Yuan Saint have important matters to discuss!” The Heavenly Sword Elder looked at Marquis Tianwu.
“Yes, disciple obeys.” Marquis Tianwu knew that this was not something he could interfere with, and immediately left the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land.
“An eventful autumn is coming!”
Sensing the solemn atmosphere between his master and the Red Yuan Saint.
Marquis Tianwu, who left the main hall of the Heavenly Sword Holy Land, immediately felt a sinking feeling in his heart.
The involvement of Saints would undoubtedly cause the situation in the Divine Mystic Dynasty to completely spiral out of control.
“Next, this Marquis must contact the other three Martial Marquises!” Thinking of the promise Xuanhuangdian made to Xuan Ming, Marquis Tianwu immediately calmed down and headed in another direction.
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Chapter 7: The Imperial Capital Shakes
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While Xuan Ming was receiving the two Gods and Demons.
And Marquis Tianwu was meeting with the Heavenly Sword Elder and the Red Yuan Saint.
The entire Imperial Capital, after experiencing the initial silence.
Completely boiled over due to the sudden abdication after the late Emperor's sudden death.
From the important officials in the court to the common people, their faces were filled with shock after hearing this news.
“The throne is passed to the Third Prince, Xuan Ming!?”
“How is that possible! Even passing the throne to the Sixth Princess or Seventh Princess would be better than passing it to the Third Prince!”
“What does His Majesty mean by this?”
“Could it be that he wants the princes to be in complete chaos?”
“And His Majesty is a Saint, how could he suddenly pass away!?”
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Important officials' residences, rural taverns, were all places where people were discussing this matter.
Some people who understood the stakes involved felt icy cold all over and chilled in their hearts.
They didn't know why the late Emperor suddenly died or why he passed the throne to the Third Prince.
But they knew that the sky of the Divine Mystic Dynasty was definitely going to change.
The late Emperor's Saint Realm cultivation was undoubtedly the sea-stabilizing needle of the Divine Mystic Dynasty.
Now that this sea-stabilizing needle has fallen.
Those forces under heaven who were afraid of the late Emperor were likely to disrupt the world because of this.
This was an external change!
Passing the throne to the Third Prince, who had the weakest foundation among the princes!
This was an internal change!
With the Third Prince's foundation, there was no way he could suppress the other princes.
Just imagine, facing someone who was not as strong as oneself ascending the throne.
How could those other princes who had the qualifications to compete for the throne give up!
At that time, the royal family would be in complete chaos.
Wars would break out in various parts of the dynasty and even in the Southern Continent.
The thousand-year history of the Divine Mystic Dynasty was likely to be destroyed because of this!
“With the late Emperor's cultivation, he was invincible throughout the Southern Continent!”
“It is impossible for him to suddenly die from cultivation errors after only one night!”
“There must be something fishy about this!”
“But what exactly was the late Emperor thinking?”
“He would actually pass the throne to the Third Prince!”
In the Shangshu Residence, the Shangshu, Li Yuanfang, paced back and forth in the residence with his hands behind his back, looking anxious.
These two pieces of news were like thunder from the nine heavens, blasting him so that he couldn't find his direction for a while.
“Shangshu, what should we do now?”
In the Shangshu Residence, in addition to the Shangshu, there were also gathered officials of various sizes from the court.
Like Li Yuanfang, these officials were also shocked by the news, like headless flies. At this moment, they gathered in the Shangshu Residence, hoping that Li Yuanfang could point out a way out.
Hearing this, Li Yuanfang took a deep breath.
“The only plan now is to wait.”
“Wait for the morning court session three days later!”
“Wait for them princes to completely decide who the throne belongs to. Three days later, whoever is on the throne, we will handle the affairs of the dynasty as usual according to the rules of the late Emperor!”
Li Yuanfang glanced at the officials and pondered slightly.
“The princes will also know the importance of the morning court session three days later.”
“All disputes will end within these three days.”
“Remember, during this period, do not meet anyone who comes to the door. Before truly confirming the new Emperor, do not take sides with any forces.”
Li Yuanfang thought for a while and instructed.
“We thank Shangshu for pointing out a way to survive!”
A group of officials trembled and immediately bowed in thanks.
After they had completely left.