Our Discord Server: .gg/PazjBDkTmW In these years, Yan Shenji didn’t involve himself in politics, instead, he stayed in the palace practicing martial arts. Although he heard about the current decadent situation in Great Yan, he still couldn’t fully understand it as deeply as the Emperor. "The rulers of the land are all royal officials, and all the heroes of the world are the subjects of the Great Yan Emperor…" Emperor Yonghe murmured these words to himself, feeling deeply moved: "No matter how strong the Martial Saint and Wuji Association are, the ancestors still see them as subjects of Great Yan." Yan Shenji is the grandson of the founding emperor. From Yan Shenji’s words, Emperor Yonghe could catch a glimpse of the past glory of Great Yan. Naturally, this made him somewhat yearn for those times. However, Emperor Yonghe knew deep down that the Martial Saint and Wuji Association were incompatible with the Great Yan Imperial Court, and could never coexist. The Martial Saint harbored hatred towards the inhumanity and the court. The Wuji Association left behind by the Martial Saint remains a major threat to the Great Yan Imperial Court. With these thoughts in mind, he saw Flying Fish Guard Chu Xing, who had been standing guard from afar, approaching quickly with a solemn expression: Upon hearing this, Emperor Yonghe was shaken to the core, his face turning pale as he took a step back. "But state affairs? If there are state affairs to attend to, then you should go." Yan Shenji continued practicing his martial arts slowly, his expression calm and undisturbed. "Yes…" Emperor Yonghe stood in a daze for a while, about to take a step away, but then suddenly remembered something and turned to Yan Shenji: "Let’s not discuss national affairs." Yan Shenji replied without looking back. "But this matter is of great importance, as you are the guiding needle of the royal family…" Emperor Yonghe spoke slowly. Yan Shenji glanced back at Emperor Yonghe, shaking his head silently. "Do you know why I left the royal palace more than two hundred years ago and wandered the world as a royal prince?" Yan Shenji asked. "The founding emperor of our dynasty, that is, the ancestor…" Yan Shenji’s face showed a touch of sadness. "He was an unparalleled fierce warrior who built the country through martial arts, considered the best in the world at that time. He had so much energy and always liked to meddle in everything." "The other royal family members said I, Yan Shenji, was the most favored because I was the most talented warrior among the princes and grandsons. The ancestor arranged my martial arts training schedule from the age of ten to thirty, planning to personally cultivate a new generation that surpassed him…" The ancestor was a very controlling patriarch, and the royal grandson Yan Shenji had a stubborn and bad temper, particularly disliking being controlled by elders. Therefore, as a young man, he left the royal palace in anger. The ancestor was very controlling, but Yan Shenji was just the opposite. For two hundred years, he sat idle in the palace watching generations of emperors rise and fall, never involving himself in political matters, never stepping beyond his boundaries, and had no interest in political affairs. ṛ "The children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Within the Great Yan royal palace, only one person can make decisions, naturally the emperor, not an old man like me who refuses to die." "You say I am like a needle in the sea… haha, if the needle in the sea were used easily, it would have caused chaos in this world of ocean long ago," Yan Shenji self-deprecatingly remarked. He has lived for too long. With his status and power, there are plenty of opportunities to seize the throne. Without Emperor Yonghe in play… in the two hundred years he has lived, there have been several occasions of the old emperor’s passing and the new emperor being young and weak. If he wants to seize the opportunity to control the emperor and be a regent, it shouldn’t be a problem. That’s why he doesn’t interfere in politics and never steps out of line. If this matter arises, who will have the final say in the political affairs within the palace, the emperor or Yan Shenji? With the Human Emperor Sword by his side, he felt a bit more secure, having something to rely on. The Human Emperor Sword and Yan Shenji in the deep palace were his secret weapons. "Evidence? Are you here to discuss the laws of Great Yan with me at Immortal Gate?" Dao Ke couldn’t help but chuckle at the mention of evidence. The Spirit Refining martial artist from Wuji Association had perished along with his soul, rendering him unable to serve as a witness to identify Hai Wuya. But what does that matter? When it comes to Immortal Gate’s affairs, are you here to talk to me about earthly laws? "Hai Wuya’s identity has been confirmed through our immortal methods, it cannot be false, it’s just that there are no living witnesses." Dao Ke said solemnly. "Will the Emperor of Great Yan protect this man? He is a remnant of Wuji Association and thus an enemy of the Great Yan Imperial Court." Dao Ke’s gaze narrowed, exerting pressure. Bound by the presence of the Human Emperor Sword, he wouldn’t act excessively, but representing the Great Dao Sect, he couldn’t be weak. "Wuji Association is a disorderly group that should be eradicated to prevent future troubles. Moreover, Hai Wuya is no ordinary person; he is one of the seventy-two wise men within Wuji Association." "Emperor of Great Yan, you have yet to comprehend the true nature of this man. I advise you to consider the bigger picture and think carefully before acting," Dao Ke asked in a serious tone. Think carefully before acting. Emperor Yonghe fell silent. It was time to make a choice and weigh the pros and cons. To guarantee the safety of an Hai Wuya, one must withstand the pressure from the Immortal Gate. However, Emperor Yonghe was not fully prepared to break ties with the Immortal Gate and felt he needed more time. If he were to give up on Hai Wuya… Emperor Yonghe instinctively looked up while holding the Human Emperor Sword in his hand, gazing at the wall of the Imperial Study. On the wall hung a painting of the founding emperor of the dynasty, above the figure stood the founding emperor who exuded an imposing presence in his dragon robe, holding up the Human Emperor Sword with authority, possessing the regal air of a monarch overlooking the world. Perhaps due to Yan Shenji’s words today, he felt a sense of nostalgia for the era of the founding emperor. As he looked at the painting, a thought suddenly crossed his mind: Join the discussion! Login to share your thoughts and connect with other readers. 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