14: Chapter 14 The Coronation Ceremony

Time passed quickly.

In the blink of an eye, three days had passed.

During these three days, Wang Chen had not been idle; he had gained a detailed understanding of the entire Tianxuan Dynasty.

Since the end of the last Court Session.

Wang Chen had ordered the Embroidered Uniform Guard to focus their investigations on the Civil and Military Officials, as well as several super-powers.

With over two hundred thousand members, the Embroidered Uniform Guard were no joke.

When they were summoned by the System, they had quietly infiltrated every corner of the continent under various identities.

Especially within the four major Holy Lands and the Regional Lords of the Four Directions, many members of the Embroidered Uniform Guard had even climbed to quite important positions through their own abilities.

It could be said that one wouldn't know without checking, and checking would lead to a shock!

Although Wang Chen had long been mentally prepared.

However.

After truly understanding the current state of the entire Tianxuan Dynasty, he couldn't help but sigh.

It was truly terrible...

If he hadn't appeared, it was estimated that within ten years at most, the Tianxuan Dynasty would have disintegrated, falling into a chaotic era of warring regional lords and numerous Sects.

Because according to the investigation of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Among the Civil and Military Officials in the Imperial Court, those clearly or suspiciously infiltrated, bribed, or secretly loyal to external forces actually reached a staggering one-third!

And these were only those with conclusive evidence or high suspicion; the number of fence-sitters and those playing both sides was even more countless.

After the last Court Session ended.

The reason the news spread so quickly was precisely because it leaked from the mouths of these infiltrated ministers.

Furthermore.

They all transmitted the information to the powers behind them at the first opportunity.

What they didn't know, however, was that every single one of their moves was under the surveillance of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, and even the messages they sent were delivered to Wang Chen without a single word missing.

The entire Tianxuan Dynasty.

It consisted of a total of one hundred and eight cities, along with countless villages and towns.

However.

Currently, the number of cities that could still barely ensure smooth execution of government orders, full tax payments, and where local officials maintained a basic level of awe for the Imperial City's commands was less than half!

More than sixty cities were either effectively controlled by local powerhouses and Sect forces, with officials being mere figureheads.

Or they were secretly influenced by the Regional Lords of the Four Directions, only following the lords' orders.

It could be said that the entire Imperial Dynasty was in its twilight years, and it was only one fuse away from complete collapse.

If it were anyone else, the situation might have been beyond salvation.

But for Wang Chen.

This was nothing...

Absolute force could crush all conspiracies and break all established power structures.

And the Embroidered Uniform Guard spread across the world were his sharpest eyes!

"Ji Gang!"

"I am here."

"How are the preparations for the Coronation Ceremony coming along?"

"Replying to Your Majesty, everything is ready. All the Civil and Military Officials are already waiting in the Golden Throne Hall!"

Hearing Ji Gang's words, Wang Chen nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, he had shed his prince's Python Robe and changed into a specially made Imperial Robe with a deep black base, embroidered with gilded nine-dragon patterns.

On his head, he wore a Twelve-Tassel Flat Heaven Crown; the hanging jade beads swayed slightly, partially obscuring his face but adding a touch of mystery and majesty.

At his waist hung the Son of Heaven's Sword, symbolizing imperial power, and his entire being radiated an imperial aura of one who rules over the eight desolations.

"Good! Then let us go. It is time to open a new era for this world..."

As Wang Chen and Ji Gang stepped into the Golden Throne Hall.

The Civil and Military Officials were already waiting respectfully, but unlike usual.

Inside the Golden Throne Hall at this time.

It was terrifyingly silent; everyone stood with their hands at their sides, and not a single person dared to whisper.

Wang Chen ignored them and led Ji Gang straight up the Imperial Steps leading to the highest point.

Then, under the complex gazes of everyone, he calmly sat upon the Dragon Chair that symbolized the "Supreme of Nine and Five."

The moment he truly sat down, an indescribable feeling arose spontaneously.

It was as if the Luck of heaven and earth was converging upon him, and the four seas and eight desolations were within his grasp. A majestic notion of "Receiving the Mandate from Heaven, May he have Longevity and Eternal Prosperity" seemed to be faintly connected to his mind.

This was no illusion.

Rather, it was his cultivation at the Peak of the Celestial Realm creating a mysterious resonance with the Luck of this world's Imperial Dynasty.

This feeling of controlling the universe and looking down upon all living beings was indeed mesmerizing; even Wang Chen felt a sense of trance.

"Is this the position that everyone dreams of?"

"It truly is extraordinary..."

Even with Wang Chen's Peak Celestial Realm state of mind, he could not remain calm at this moment.

It could be said.

In any world, no one could resist the temptation of the throne, and Wang Chen was no exception.

As a transmigrator, striving to be the emperor was etched into his bones; otherwise, one wouldn't be worthy of calling themselves a transmigrator.

Which person from Blue Star wouldn't want to be an emperor?

But what exactly does it feel like to be an emperor?

Wang Chen didn't know before, but now he did!

Thrilling!

Extremely thrilling!

However, with his educational background of not even getting into high school, he really didn't know how to describe it.

To describe this feeling, Wang Chen estimated that one would at least need to be an undergraduate to be qualified...

When the people in the Golden Throne Hall saw that Wang Chen had taken the Dragon Chair, they began to kowtow in unison.

"We pay our respects to Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live for ten thousand years!!!"

Seeing this scene of the officials worshipping him, Wang Chen's heart, which had calmed slightly, began to race again.

One must know.

The area of the Tianxuan Dynasty was vast, not at all smaller than the world Wang Chen was from before his Transmigration. Moreover, the people participating in the Court Session were not only personally powerful but also numbered as many as four or five hundred.

One can imagine that kind of scene.

A scene where four or five hundred powerful officials at the Peak of their careers kowtow to you collectively.

If you didn't faint from excitement on the spot, it would be considered that you had good psychological fortitude...

Even with Wang Chen's strength, it was only after a dozen seconds of silence that he spoke to the crowd.

"Rise!"

And after saying that.

Wang Chen immediately looked at Ji Gang beside him and continued.

"Ji Gang, begin!"

"As you command!"

Having received the order, Ji Gang first took a step forward and then took out an Imperial Decree that had been prepared long ago!

Then he began to read it aloud, his voice clearly reaching every corner of the hall.

"By the Grace of Heaven, the Emperor decrees: We, having received Heaven's mandate, succeeding the foundation of our ancestors, and responding to the support of our subjects, formally ascend the throne as Emperor today to rule over Tianxuan!"

"Furthermore, from this day forth, the Era Name shall be changed to 'Kaiyuan,' to be proclaimed to the world! We hope that you, the Civil and Military Officials, will assist with all your hearts, and that the subjects of the world will be of one mind and one heart, to jointly forge the immortal and eternal great work of the Imperial Dynasty! Respect this!!"

The content of the decree was concise and powerful, directly skipping the tedious and lengthy rituals of a traditional Coronation Ceremony.

If anyone else had dared to do so.

It was likely that those veteran officials who valued etiquette and law would have already sought to advise against it with their lives.

But at this moment.

Facing the new emperor on the Dragon Chair, who possessed a terrifying aura and dared to kill at the flick of a finger, no one dared to raise even the slightest objection.

From this point, it could also be seen.

As long as your strength is sufficient, you can crush all rules and traditions.

After the Imperial Decree was read.

All the ministers once again kowtowed to Wang Chen.

This time.

For them, it was truly the act of worshipping the new emperor!

"Greetings, Your Majesty! Long live Your Majesty! Long live! Long live for ten thousand years!!"

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