289: No good banquet

As the dragon carriage pulled by dragon-horses arrived in front of Weiwu Hall, the pupils of everyone present, except for the Martial Saint Emperor, constricted.

Using the Saint Emperor's dragon carriage, and driving it directly to the entrance of Weiwu Hall?

Who among those present had ever received such an honor? Let alone them, even the Martial Saint Emperor himself had never driven a carriage here before.

For a moment, the eyes of the many princes and princesses were filled with jealousy and resentment.

They hated that Lin Ye could receive such importance from their own Imperial Father.

Only a few who wanted to contend for power had a deep look in their eyes; they did not know what the Martial Saint Emperor's purpose was in doing this.

But it was definitely not with good intentions!

After all, their Imperial Father had learned schemes and tricks before his time limit approached.

He used to rely on a pair of iron fists to dominate in all directions, never needing any schemes.

Now, however, his heart had become increasingly unfathomable; even those top strategists could not guess the Martial Saint Emperor's thoughts.

As the dragon carriage stopped, Lin Ye and Wu Mingyue slowly stepped down.

The two walked side by side, heading straight into Weiwu Hall, and for a moment, everyone turned their eyes toward them.

There was curiosity, jealousy, murderous intent, and anger...

All sorts of gazes fell upon them, but whether it was Lin Ye or Wu Mingyue, they seemed completely indifferent to these looks.

The two walked into the main hall on their own, and Wu Mingyue bowed to the Martial Saint Emperor high above.

"Imperial Father!"

"Saint Emperor."

"We are all our own people; there is no need for such courtesy!"

A stream of spiritual power directly helped Wu Mingyue up. As for Lin Ye, he just greeted him without any intention of bowing, so naturally, there was no need for assistance.

The Martial Saint Emperor looked delighted, stood up directly from the dragon chair, and appeared in front of Lin Ye in an instant.

"Hahahaha, Lin Ye, it's great that you could come!"

He then turned his head and introduced to the crowd: "This is the Saint of the Righteous Qi Sect, and also Mingyue's future Dao Companion. He is an honored guest of my Wu Dynasty. If anyone offends him, don't blame me for being merciless!"

After the introduction, the Martial Saint Emperor made a gesture of invitation.

"Come, come, Lin Ye, don't be polite; just treat it like your own home and take a seat."

After speaking, the Martial Saint Emperor led Lin Ye to his seat.

As the Princess, she naturally had the position closest to the Saint Emperor.

Precious spiritual food and wine were laid out on the table. After Lin Ye took his seat, the Martial Saint Emperor returned to the dragon chair and announced loudly: "The reason for holding the banquet in Weiwu Hall today, besides honoring our distinguished guest Lin Ye, is that there is another matter I wish to announce."

"That is, the future Saint Emperor! Which is the current Crown Prince!"

"Hm?!"

Hearing the Martial Saint Emperor's words, everyone was stunned.

What was going on?

Announcing the position of the Crown Prince today? They hadn't received any news beforehand; nothing was prepared, so how could it be decided today!

What about the competition? What about the struggle?

The Martial Saint Emperor was acting unilaterally? Not giving others a chance to compete?

"Imperial Father!"

The First Prince was the first to be unable to sit still. If the Saint Emperor announced the position of the Crown Prince, he would lose his chance to compete!

Within this Immortal Dynasty, it was naturally not like the dynasties in the secular world. In secular dynasties, even if someone ascended to the throne, they could still choose to rebel.

But rebelling within an Immortal Dynasty?

That would be courting death!

Once the Crown Prince ascended and became the Saint Emperor, the entire Immortal Dynasty would obey his commands alone.

Unless he committed some grave error, in which case the Ancestors from the ancestral grounds would naturally appear to depose him from the position of Saint Emperor.

But basically, as long as that person wasn't brain-dead, he wouldn't commit any grave errors.

Therefore, if the Martial Saint Emperor truly established the Crown Prince position in public, everyone would lose their chance!

"Hm?"

The Martial Saint Emperor narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at his eldest son.

A powerful Aura swept out; it was a combination of Imperial Qi and the majesty of an emperor.

Crack, crack, crack...

Cracking sounds appeared all over the First Prince's body, but even so, he gritted his teeth and held on, not letting himself sit down.

A moment later, the Martial Saint Emperor withdrew his Aura and slowly said: "Imperial Son, do you have something you wish to say?"

"Imperial Father! I feel that the position of the Crown Prince cannot be treated as child's play. It represents the future of our Wu Dynasty. It should still be done according to tradition and let..."

"Shut up!"

The Martial Saint Emperor's expression grew colder and colder, directly interrupting the First Prince's speech.

"Do you think my words don't count? Tradition? What tradition? Letting you all fight for this position?"

Now the arrow was on the bowstring and had to be fired.

The First Prince naturally would not back down at this moment.

"Yes! This is the tradition of my Wu Dynasty! Even you, Imperial Father, must follow it! Otherwise..."

Boom!!!

This time, the Martial Saint Emperor did not give the First Prince another chance to speak. A powerful Aura erupted, and everyone was enveloped by this Aura.

There were only a few people in the main hall who could remain calm.

Among them was Lin Ye.

Bearing both the Son of Destiny and villain Auras, afraid of your Aura? What a joke! Not to mention he also possessed the bronze coffin and the blood-colored rosary, including the three-piece set of the Human Emperor Sword, Human Emperor Seal, and Human Emperor Banner.

Now, even if a Great Emperor were present, it would be impossible to suppress Lin Ye with Aura alone.

Many princes and princesses were trembling, as if they would kneel to the ground in the next moment.

The Martial Saint Emperor looked at the crowd and said coldly: "All of you want this position, don't you?"

"..."

Although no one answered, silence was also a form of answer.

"I am the Saint Emperor; who succeeds me is my decision. As for that so-called tradition, it is fine to ignore it! When have I ever followed any tradition!"

Hearing the firm tone of the Martial Saint Emperor, it wasn't just the First Prince; the other princes and princesses could no longer sit still.

Only the Ninth Prince was beaming, clearly determined to obtain that position.

"Imperial Father, I am not convinced! If you are like this, I can only go to the ancestral grounds to invite the Ancestors!"

"That's right! Although you are the Saint Emperor, you cannot ignore the ancestral teachings!"

"Whoever you choose, everyone will be unconvinced! If one's virtue does not match their position, disaster will surely follow!"

"Imperial Father, we do not agree with your decision; please retract your order!"

"..."

When facing their own interests, the so-called cultivation world was no different from the secular world. Fatherly kindness and filial piety? Non-existent. It was no secret that the Martial Saint Emperor wanted to live another life.

If he really succeeded, everyone else would be destined to have no connection with that position.

To become the Saint Emperor, one could only fight for it!

The Wu Dynasty had always done this throughout the generations; the position of the Crown Prince depended on whether the fists of the princes and princesses were hard enough!