Chapter 324: Tang San Reveals He Is a Reincarnator
"The Pope Qian Xunji is dead. Next comes the coronation of the Holy Son of Spirit Hall as the new Pope. As long as our Star Luo Empire forms a marriage alliance with Spirit Hall, we demonstrate that we are on the same side. Even if we were once deceived by Bibi Dong into doing some inexplicable things, Spirit Hall could then step in and dispel any lingering influence Bibi Dong might have on us."
The Star Luo Emperor was deeply displeased that his empire now relied on Spirit Hall for salvation. But he had no choice and could only agree to the Right Prime Minister's proposal.
"Who among the princesses do you suggest we send for the alliance?"
In the Star Luo Empire, every generation of emperors rose through brutal sibling conflict, with only one survivor claiming the throne. Officially, the Dai family always appeared to continue as a single line of descent, but in truth, only the legitimate sons of the empress qualified. There were also concubine-born branches. To avoid sudden deaths among crown princes, the most talented illegitimate sons were often adopted by the empress to become her sons, turning from illegitimate to legitimate. As for the princesses, they were often married off to powerful generals or ministers to strengthen the throne.
"By age, the Holy Son of Spirit Hall should be just over twenty now. The most suitable match would be Princess Miaoyi."
As soon as this was said, a burly, imposing general with an aura of death immediately stepped forward and protested, "That won't do. His Majesty has already promised Princess Miaoyi to my son. His Majesty is the sovereign of a nation—his word is law. How can such a promise be broken?"
The Star Luo Emperor was left speechless. Indeed, as emperor, how could he take back his word? Even if he canceled the engagement and sent Miaoyi to Spirit Hall, word would spread, and his reputation would suffer.
"Your Majesty, I have a suitable candidate," another voice offered.
The emperor's gaze softened as he saw who spoke. "Speak, Duke of Nether."
"My fourth daughter, Zhuqing, is of similar age to the Holy Son of Spirit Hall and is still a virgin. The third prince has been missing for years and is presumed dead. Why not have Zhuqing marry into Spirit Hall?"
As soon as the Duke of Nether spoke, several ministers voiced their support: "That's an excellent idea."
The Dai family and the Nether Zhu family had been intermarrying for generations, practicing the Nether White Tiger fusion technique together for over a thousand years. In many ways, their interests were already deeply intertwined. Members of the Zhu family were considered practically part of the Dai family.
The Star Luo Emperor looked deeply at the Duke of Nether, then turned his gaze to Prince Davis, who stood in full princely garb.
"Davis, what do you think?"
The emperor knew well that in recent years, as Davis rose in prestige and power at court, he had been frequenting the Duke of Nether's residence. His target was clear: Zhu Zhuqing, a stunning beauty.
In terms of appearance, Zhu Zhuqing was breathtaking. Her figure was alluring, her charm irresistible, and she looked nearly identical to Zhu Zhuyun—they were true twin beauties. One exuded seductive warmth, the other icy aloofness. Zhu Zhuqing was still a virgin. What man, what future emperor, wouldn't dream of adding both of these goddesses to his harem and sharing his bed with them?
If Davis had to choose between himself and someone like Dai Mubai—who had twice fled the battlefield and failed to even claim his fiancée after two years—he'd clearly be the better candidate. Even if Zhu Zhuqing weren't a virgin, he'd still want her as a concubine to add offspring to the Dai line. Her being a virgin made it even better.
"Your son naturally obeys the decisions of His Majesty and the Duke of Nether," Davis replied without hesitation or regret.
To him, Zhu Zhuqing was just a pretty face. No matter how beautiful or curvaceous she was, the Zhu family could always produce more like her. This was about the empire's survival. He, Davis, the Crown Prince of Star Luo and its future emperor, would never sacrifice the empire for a mere woman.
On Sea God Island
Tang San, holding a red-level permit, could enter and leave Sea God Island freely. After days of exhausting travel, he finally arrived at the Sea God Temple.
"Senior Bo Saixi! Senior Bo Saixi!"
"Tang San, what happened? What's wrong with your face? With your great-grandfather around, surely he's already avenged your family?"
Bo Saixi looked puzzled at Tang San's swollen, deformed face. She had been waiting for Tang Chen. In her heart, Tang Chen was the strongest man on the continent—a heroic figure who had cultivated to level 99 on his own. Who could possibly hurt him?
So many days had passed, and Tang Chen still hadn't come to Sea God Island. In her heart, she secretly grumbled: Was that fool Tang Chen still clueless about her feelings? Should she go to the mainland and find him herself?
Tang San suddenly knelt to the ground, tears streaming down his face as he recalled the bitter injustice he'd suffered at the Clear Sky Sect.
"Senior Bo Saixi… My great-grandfather was killed!"
Bo Saixi panicked for the first time. "What!? What happened to Tang Chen? Who could hurt him? Was it those two god-level power fluctuations that shook the continent recently?"
"Senior Bo Saixi, my great-grandfather, in order to fulfill his promise to you, embarked on the path to godhood. In Slaughter City, he found the inheritance of the Asura God. Just as he was about to complete his god trials, he was ambushed by the Rakshasa God and fell into a coma. His body was possessed by the 100,000-year soul beast, the Blood-Red Nine-Headed Bat King, and his consciousness was trapped in Slaughter City."
Bo Saixi immediately replied, "Impossible! Even if his body was possessed, how could Tang Chen be killed by a mere 100,000-year soul beast?"
"Senior, you're right. A 100,000-year soul beast alone couldn't kill him."
Tang San then explained everything: how Qian Renchuan had poisoned Tang Chen in Slaughter City, triggering the toxins in his body a hundredfold, how Slaughter City retaliated against the Clear Sky Sect, and how Spirit Hall blamed him for everything.
As he spoke, Tang San's voice grew increasingly resentful, increasingly aggrieved. Tears streamed from his eyes—he had been wronged beyond belief.
"Senior Bo Saixi, later, Bibi Dong went to the Clear Sky Mountains and fought Qian Xunji. I couldn't sense my great-grandfather's aura. He was likely killed by Spirit Hall."
"Tang San, are you lying to me? Did Spirit Hall really do all this? Qian Xunji… he didn't seem like the type. He was known to be kind and just."
Bo Saixi, upon hearing Tang Chen was gone, was shaken but didn't lose her rationality. Because of the Bibi Dong incident, she had a very positive impression of Qian Xunji. He had always seemed like a benevolent Pope, not the sort to commit such acts.
Tang San felt like coughing blood. What had Qian Xunji done to fool even Bo Saixi? Thankfully, he still had one final trump card.
"Senior Bo Saixi, I'll make you believe me—I'm actually a reincarnator."
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