281 The Rise and Fall of the Royal City
He silently recalled the information about He Fengzi. He was also a master of external martial arts. If he had truly gone mad and stormed the royal city, although the city was suppressed by dragon energy, making it difficult for cultivators to mobilize their true energy and replenish it, making it unsustainable, this man's external martial arts were extraordinary, and he would ultimately be a problem!
At this moment, he smiled, but his heart was filled with worry and a sense of indecision. This matter was no small thing. Although He Fengzi was a bit crazy and ruthless, he was a worthwhile investor and the son-in-law of an elder statesman.
If the Holy Emperor were here, he would naturally have no other thoughts, but the army has always admired the strong, and there are some who have high hopes for the Second Prince.
Moreover, He Fengzi, who has already demonstrated his strength, was not very concerned before, but now it seems that he is somewhat passive. If we suddenly arrange an assassination, unless we take action ourselves, we suddenly feel that our subordinates and the people who are carrying out the operation are difficult to control.
He sighed inwardly, 'Indeed, without absolute strength, no matter how well you plan or how comprehensive your schemes, it's impossible to be completely foolproof! If I fail, I'll likely be a sinner.'
For a moment, I was filled with emotion. Among the people around me and my subordinates, there were quite a few with great strength and many who were loyal. When the Holy Emperor was around, I didn't even realize it. I was never afraid of betrayal, and one or two betrayals would not harm the overall situation.
Now, there is indeed a reason. What should be done if all the subordinates betray us?
The number of soldiers at his disposal has never been small; it's the power of the Martial Emperor. Otherwise, how could he dare to educate the First Prince? In his youth, he was full of vigor and ambition, possessing the arrogant spirit of "standing atop the highest peak, looking down upon all the mountains below." It's not that I look down on the world, but that none of you are up to the task!
There is also the arrogance of imagining the sea reaching the horizon and the sky becoming the shore, and the arrogance of thinking that one will soon have the ability to kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace for a thousand miles, and to leave without doing anything and hide one's name and identity.
Fortunately, reality gave me a harsh lesson. What I saw was unimaginable, unpredictable, and shocking!
The poor man, clad only in thin clothes, worries that charcoal is cheap and wishes for colder weather. The people have no millet to eat, why not eat meat porridge? The rich own vast tracts of land, while the poor have nowhere to stand. The previous dynasty was in chaos, the people suffered terribly, and evil spirits and monsters took advantage of the situation to devour the defenseless!
Then there were cultivators who sacrificed their blood to all living beings. Countless small villages vanished, and countless small towns were filled with mourning. No trace of corpses remained, only crows and extremely cold trees.
With the human and mortal realms clearly defined, how can one rage for the sake of all living beings? Having grown accustomed to the faces of immortals, one can only laugh at the flowers vying for the bright sun, letting them bloom and wither as they please. The heavens and earth shine infinitely brightly; how can one rage for the sake of all living beings?
Until the demons, having sacrificed themselves, were no longer satisfied with mortal beings, or perhaps ordinary mortals, could no longer satisfy their desire to increase their strength, they turned their attention to cultivators and immortals.
Helplessly disturbed from his dream of immortality, he had no choice but to enter the mortal world. Once, the immortal realm was ethereal and ethereal, with golden light shining on the immortal mountains and pavilions. His immortal demeanor was lofty and pure. Now, he is just like an ordinary mortal.
The chaos continues. The power of evil has become even more greedy since the sacrifice of the first cultivator. Immortals with their refined and dignified appearance are truly the best food for evil.
The same was true of demonic beasts; a single bite was as if they had devoured a hundred mortals. From then on, even if they traversed the nine heavens and ten earths, searching through the three realms and five domains, demons still sought to devour all cultivators.
However, cultivators and immortals often seek out materials, meat, spiritual treasures, and other valuable resources in places frequented by demons and monsters, making this place unpredictable and difficult to fathom.
As for those from prestigious families, those who are capable are often those who have achieved success in cultivation or have connections with immortals. They believe that they can protect their own little territory and are fearless against evil spirits and monsters.
Those who lack talent and are well-off are mostly living a life of debauchery, never truly awakening. There is no one to whom they might unleash a furious rage, even amidst the ever-changing world, with warm breezes and nightly songs, but where is their beloved tonight?
Therefore, we know that the birth of the Holy Emperor was truly marked by ruthless killing and decisive action!
Truly, they slay all demons and monsters, their blood flowing freely, yet their hearts still yearn for spears and halberds. The vast deserts and desolate plains are filled with the constant weeping of wandering souls in the wind and rain. The gates of the underworld are tightly shut, refusing entry, for fear they hide in unknown places. Even the strange and monstrous flee in terror, their whereabouts unknown. The immortal sects have all retreated from the world, their great formations concealed.
He truly swept across the entire universe, drawing the world's attention and causing all mountains to submit. Even distant empires dared not invade in the slightest, much less take advantage of the chaos.
But now, the Holy Emperor has left without reason, and a sense of unease is creeping into my heart. The Holy Emperor’s hasty departure makes me wonder if he is confident that he will win and return, or if he has made a mistake, or if he is scheming, which has ultimately attracted constant attention!
The royal guards he once trusted, carefully selected talents from among hundreds, mostly from wealthy families with no worries about food or drink, are now a source of hesitation and potential trouble!
With various forces intertwined, and the fate of the nation at stake, who should come first? It's a difficult question!
Although they have many capable people at their disposal, they lack the support of the Holy Emperor, and a sense of distrust is creeping in!
For a moment, my mind was filled with countless thoughts!
The second prince is fearless and has a personality like the Holy Emperor. He is decisive in killing and has personally gone to the southwest to fight against the sea monsters and hone his skills. Even though he was born into a noble family, he has never had any scruples before!
It didn't matter before, but now that the Holy Emperor is not in court, I'm really afraid that powerful families behind the scenes will take the opportunity to control the dynasty, and then it will be another repeat of the mistakes of the previous dynasty.
The eldest prince, however, is the best maintainer of the prosperous era. He is mature, steady, tenacious, tolerant, magnanimous, easy-going, and open-minded. Although he is still not mature enough and has some concerns, alas!
With exceptional talent and being the eldest prince, he possesses numerous advantages. In such a prosperous era, he is truly an exceptional candidate for the throne. If the Holy Emperor were still in power, things would likely have progressed to this point: the eldest son would be Cheng Huan, the second son Cheng Jun, the third son Cheng Jian, the fourth son Cheng Shi, and the fifth son Cheng Xian!
In this way, it is perfect, ensuring the smooth succession of the dynasty in every aspect, so that the country can enjoy long-term stability and continue the glorious dynasty for thousands of years without dying or dying.
Such a perfect design has been passed down from ancient times to the present. Except for dynasties that lasted only a few days, it has generally followed such rules and followed the cycle of history.
However, this is only possible when the dynasty is stable, both externally and internally, and free from evil spirits, demons, and strange occurrences. Otherwise, it would be a castle in the air, beautiful but illusory, and its destruction could happen in the next instant.
The Second Prince is a skilled warrior, and now that the Holy Emperor is not around, some generals in the army are even more optimistic about him. The concerns of the aristocratic families in the past seem to have disappeared at this moment.
Then there's the Third Prince, who is also exceptionally talented, knows how to be patient, has a good reputation, cultivates connections, and raises good songstresses, but he was born a little too late.
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