290: The battle for the crown prince

Most of the princes and princesses stood up. Some intended to fight for the position themselves, while others were there to assist in the struggle.

But regardless of the reason, the Martial Saint Emperor had now become their common enemy.

Once his decree took effect, it would be troublesome.

So, rather than letting him issue the decree directly, it was better to put up a fight!

"Hehe..."

Looking at the determined expressions on his children's Faces, the Martial Saint Emperor sneered, "Truly my good children. I am not dead yet, and you are already coveting this position?"

"But after all, I am still the Martial Saint Emperor. I shall issue the decree!!!"

Hum...

With those last three words, golden light surged within Weiwu Hall, and a golden scroll appeared before the Martial Saint Emperor.

As long as he wrote his command on this decree, the entire Immortal Dynasty would soon know the news.

The position of heir would then have a definitive successor.

The Eldest Prince's pupils constricted, his expression fraught with hesitation, but the Martial Saint Emperor was already using his finger as a pen and Dao Rhyme as ink, writing upon the decree.

"Fight for it!"

The Eldest Prince roared in his heart. Immediately, a brilliant light surged from his body. The faint Dragon Qi on him began to gather and intertwine with the Dragon Qi within Weiwu Hall.

"I ask the Old Ancestor to make a decision!!!"

The Eldest Prince roared. A golden flood dragon phantom erupted from his body, roamed the great hall, and then surged directly toward the sky.

Boom!!!

The entire Weiwu Hall seemed to tremble.

The next moment, an ancient aura was awakening within the ancestral lands of the Wu Dynasty.

"Hmm?"

Seeing this, the Ninth Prince's eyes sharpened.

He had thought only his mother and consort had a connection with the Old Ancestor in the ancestral lands; it turned out the Eldest Prince did too?!

Rumble...

Above the sky, dark clouds gathered. Five-colored auspicious light erupted from the ancestral lands of the Wu Dynasty, and a stream of light sped out from within that radiance.

It arrived directly in Weiwu Hall.

"The Old Ancestor is here!"

The eyes of the many princes and princesses were filled with excitement. Now, only the Old Ancestor could stop their father.

That radiance gradually condensed into an old man.

Although he was an old man, the Imperial aura on him was extremely dense, and his brow was filled with the majesty of an emperor.

"Wu Zhen, I already know about the matter. Although you are the Martial Saint Emperor, the ancestral teachings cannot be abandoned. Otherwise, even if you issue a decree to establish a successor, I will render it invalid."

"..."

The Martial Saint Emperor looked at this Old Ancestor with a hint of coldness.

If it were not for the fact that his Lifespan was nearing its end, he would not give the Old Ancestor any Face, even if he came.

However, to live another life, he still had to retreat into the ancestral lands. Therefore, he absolutely could not have a conflict with the Old Ancestor at this time, or he would be the one suffering.

He could only helplessly say, "I will respectfully follow the Old Ancestor's command."

"Hmm."

The Old Ancestor nodded, then looked at the Eldest Prince with an approving gaze, "Wu Yuan, you have done well. I hope you will not disappoint me."

The Old Ancestor's partiality was already obvious.

He wanted the Eldest Prince to become the Martial Saint Emperor.

Hearing the Old Ancestor publicly take his side, the Eldest Prince's Face held a touch of excitement as he said excitedly, "Rest assured, Old Ancestor, Wu Yuan will certainly not disappoint you."

"Good."

Hum...

The Old Ancestor nodded, and the radiance dissipated once more. They were all in deep slumber within the ancestral lands; unless there was a major event, they only needed to descend via a Dharma manifestation.

Otherwise, if they truly woke up from their slumber, it would surely consume their Lifespan.

For these powerhouses, nothing was more important than Lifespan.

After the Old Ancestor left, just as a look of triumph appeared on the Eldest Prince's Face, he saw his father's playful gaze.

He did it on purpose?!

The Eldest Prince's pupils constricted.

The Martial Saint Emperor must have known he was in contact with the Old Ancestor, so he directly wasted his only chance to summon the Old Ancestor.

From the very beginning, the Martial Saint Emperor had never intended to abolish the ancestral teachings.

He was cutting off everyone's connection with the Old Ancestor!

Then what was he going to do next? Thinking of this, the Eldest Prince suddenly became panicked.

The Martial Saint Emperor's goal had been achieved. He slowly sat back on the dragon throne with a smile on his Face, "Since you all disagree, that is fine. I will give you a chance for a fair competition. If you want this position, rely on your own abilities to seize it."

"Father!"

Just at this moment, Wu Mingyue, who had not spoken until now, opened her mouth.

Seeing Wu Mingyue stand up, a flash of profound meaning crossed the Martial Saint Emperor's eyes, but it vanished without a trace in an instant.

"Mingyue, what do you want to say?"

"Replying to Father, according to the Imperial Dynasty's ancestral teachings, I no longer have the qualifications to participate in this competition. However, I can have someone close to me participate on my behalf, so I would like to let Lin Ye compete for this position of heir in my stead."

Now, the Martial Saint Emperor had already agreed to a fair competition among everyone.

Therefore, everyone became hostile again. Hearing Wu Mingyue's words, everyone stood up to object.

"No!!!"

"Absolutely not! Lin Ye is just an outsider!"

"Imperial Sister, since you have already lost your qualifications, can't you just be a good Princess? Regardless of which one of us becomes the Martial Saint Emperor, you will still be the Princess!"

"If Lin Ye participates, can I also find an outsider to participate?!"

"..."

Upon hearing Wu Mingyue say she wanted Lin Ye to take her place, everyone lost their composure. Not to mention what Lin Ye had done at the Princess's residence after arriving in Martial Dao City.

Just his performance in the Lingxu Battlefield was enough to shock people!

The Eldest Prince spoke to Wu Mingyue, "Imperial Sister, letting an outsider participate in the struggle for the heir position on your behalf, I'm afraid that is somewhat inappropriate, right?"

"Who is an outsider?"

Wu Mingyue's beautiful eyes looked coldly at the Eldest Prince, "He is my future Dao Companion, so naturally he has the qualifications to participate on my behalf. If you can find a Prodigy related to you, you can also let someone else participate on your behalf."

"Since the ancestral teachings state that help from those close to us is allowed, my doing this naturally does not violate the ancestral teachings."

"No! Absolutely not!"

The Eldest Prince refused to let Lin Ye help, no matter what.

If it were only Wu Mingyue, he would not need to care at all. After all, how talented Wu Mingyue was or how strong her cultivation was had nothing to do with him.

Wu Mingyue had already lost the qualifications to compete.

"This is naturally allowed!"

The Martial Saint Emperor smiled "kindly" at Lin Ye, then spoke to the crowd, "Just as the Old Ancestor said when he appeared, everyone should compete for the position of heir based on their own abilities, and one must not forget to follow the ancestral teachings. Letting Lin Ye help falls within what is permitted by the ancestral teachings."

"Therefore, Lin Ye helping Mingyue compete is naturally allowed."

Something is wrong! Something is wrong!

The more the Martial Saint Emperor acted like this, the more uneasy everyone felt.