The Eternal Night Dynasty.
now,
It was a huge arena.
The stands of the arena were bustling with noise.
The grand competition for the throne among the nine princes is about to begin!
The eight princes stood in distinct formations, with a noticeable empty seat at the end.
The Eighth Prince, Mo Ming, sneered, "It seems my Ninth Brother is not coming back."
The other princes were secretly delighted.
After all, one less person means one less competitor.
Although,
This good-for-nothing ninth brother poses the least threat to them.
But even a tiny mosquito is still meat, isn't it?
The Sixth Prince, Mo Wu, looked up at the high seat and said in a deep voice, "Prime Minister, since the competition has already begun, but the Ninth Prince has not returned, then he has lost the qualification to participate in the competition, right?"
"this……"
The old prime minister, who was temporarily in charge of government affairs, hesitated.
After all, the Ninth Prince Mo Xie's family held a significant position within the dynasty.
"Heh, who said the competition starts in the morning?" A man in white stood on a high place, his hands behind his back.
It was none other than Sima Tian, the King of Persuasion.
As Mo Xie's maternal family, the Sima family was completely tied to the Ninth Prince Mo Xie; their fates were intertwined, one for the glory and the other for the ruin!
Therefore, the other members of the Sima clan all had unfriendly expressions.
The expressions of the eight young masters all turned somber.
After all, the Sima family was a renowned first-class family within the dynasty, and they also controlled most of the dynasty's military power, making them a formidable force.
Unfortunately, he got on Mo Xie's 'pirate ship'.
With the ship already sunk, what could they possibly do?
Could it be that they could just rebel outright?
Therefore, the eight people remained calm despite their alarm.
The Second Prince said coldly, "Sima Tian, do you really expect us to wait all day?"
Sima Tian looked up at the sky, not even glancing at him, and said indifferently, "Why not?"
“You…” Mo Yin was furious.
The eldest prince, Mo Yang, waved his hand and looked at the old prime minister, saying, "By noon at the latest, if the ninth prince has not returned by noon, then no matter what, his qualification must be revoked!"
The other seven princes also exerted pressure by glancing sideways.
The forces behind them also turned their attention to them.
The auras of countless powerful figures surged forth, and the atmosphere on the scene became as heavy as still water.
The old prime minister wiped his sweat, shook his head and sighed, "Very well! If the Ninth Prince has not returned by noon, then he will be disqualified from participating in this year's 'Nine Princes' Contest for the Throne'!"
"Oh……"
The eight people got the answer they wanted, and they all secretly sneered.
"Alright, then we'll wait for him a little longer!"
The eight people then turned around and discussed with the forces behind them how to deal with the upcoming competition.
...
Within the Sima family.
"How could the Ninth Young Master... sigh!" Clan Chief Sima Xiong's eyes widened, somewhat disappointed.
Sima Tian's voice drifted softly from above, "Father, you can rest assured. Under my guidance, Mo Xie has already achieved great things..."
"You wretched creature, get down here!" Sima Xiong was furious and had nowhere to vent his anger.
With a flick of his robe.
A scream rang out, "Ah..."
Sima Tian got up from the ground and said indignantly, "Old man, there are so many people here, can't you give me a little face?"
"You bastard, why should I give you any face, you little brat?" Sima Xiong retorted angrily.
"Holding the sun and moon in my hands and plucking stars from the sky, there is no one like me in this world... If it weren't for the fact that you are my father."
What do you intend to do?
The father and son immediately glared at each other angrily.
Sima Qing shook her head and sighed, "Brother, it's my fault for dragging you down."
Sima Xiong's anger immediately dissipated, and he hurriedly said, "Sister, please don't say that. No matter what, Young Master Jiu is still your son and my own nephew. If I don't protect him, who will?"
Clearly, this burly guy is a siscon.
Sima Qing said, "If Xie'er really can't come back then... then brother, you should take the Sima family to seek refuge with the fifth brother. After all, he and my Xie'er have a decent relationship."
"this……"
Sima Xiong wanted to refuse, but he couldn't, because he was the head of the clan and couldn't act impulsively as before.
"Aunt Qing, don't worry, Brother Mo Xie is the champion of the Demonic Path Competition!"
A pretty young girl walked over.
Her name is An Ling'er, and she is the granddaughter of the old Prime Minister An Tai.
He and Moye were betrothed as children, which is a so-called arranged marriage.
Sima Xiong sighed, "Ling'er, you don't understand. How can a competition be won by a person's bravery alone? Besides, Xie'er has been silent for two years since the Demonic Path Competition."
"Even the Demon God's Temple doesn't know where he is... Sigh!"
"Actually, Moye wasn't without help..." Sima Tian said weakly.
Before he could finish speaking, Sima Xiong stopped him.
Time passed second by second.
"Time's up!" someone shouted.
His gaze returned to the old prime minister, putting pressure on him.
The old prime minister sighed inwardly, rose, and said, "The Nine Princes' Struggle for the Emperor competition has officially begun. The Ninth Prince, Mo Xie, has not returned on time; therefore, it is cancelled..."
"Phew, I finally made it!"
With a soft exclamation, ripples appeared in the air, and a handsome man in black and gold robes stood tall.
"Is it the Ninth Young Master who has returned?"
The entire audience gasped in surprise.
The old prime minister breathed a sigh of relief and sat back down.
The Sima clan was relieved.
All eight princes looked disgusted, but said nothing.
Let him come back, he's just a guy destined to never have the throne anyway.
"Is the Ninth Prince all alone?" the Eighth Prince sneered.
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