178: He relinquished the position of the Great Emperor's Dao Fruit, and the might of Crimson Ridge.
Lin Yue was naturally referring to Jiang Yuan's feat of breaking through from the 12th realm to the 13th realm in a single day, an achievement that could make Cangwu history.
"Bah!"
Han Yueyi cursed.
Lin Yue's expression returned to normal, becoming serious.
"I'm here to give you a choice."
With a wave of her hand, a new light screen unfolded between the two of them.
The light screen displayed the earth-shattering scene outside.
The entire Cangwu trembled violently, the sky covered by an endless sea of thunder and dark Heart Demon rifts, as if the apocalypse had arrived.
"Do you see it?"
Lin Yue pointed to the light screen, "The Jiang Family is pulling the entire Cangwu back to their homeland. The Heavenly Dao is resisting, but it's useless. In the face of absolute power, its resistance will only accelerate its own collapse."
"It won't be long before the Spiritual Qi of this Cangwu begins to decline, the Laws will become chaotic, countless living beings will die as a result, and our former home will become a silent ruin."
Han Yueyi stared blankly at the light screen, watching the familiar mountains and rivers wail, watching the innocent citizens cry out in despair amidst the natural disaster.
Her heart ached, making it hard to breathe.
"Why... are you telling me this?"
"Because His Highness the Emperor's Son is benevolent, he doesn't want to see a complete Cangwu wither away. Therefore, he has given you, and this Cangwu, a chance."
Lin Yue met her gaze, speaking word by word:
"Actively offer your great emperor dao fruit. As long as you, the former Empress, willingly let go, the Heavenly Dao's resistance will be minimized. The Jiang Family can smoothly complete the Cangwu migration, and the Origin of this Cangwu can be preserved to the greatest extent."
"Haha... Hahahaha!"
Han Yueyi suddenly burst into frantic laughter, her laughter shrill and despairing,
"Let me voluntarily give up the emperorship? Lin Yue, who do you think you are? Who do you think that man is? How dare..."
Swish.
The red whip shadow cut through the silent, pure white space. It made no sound and wasn't aimed, yet it precisely struck Han Yueyi.
"Uh-oh!"
Han Yueyi let out a painful groan, her body twitching violently.
The shattered imperial robe was undamaged, and Han Yueyi's Physical Body showed no marks.
But her entire body was instantly struck by lightning, arching sharply.
"Is His Highness the Emperor's Son someone you, Elder Sister, can address so casually?"
"How dare you!"
Han Yueyi roared, her voice outwardly fierce but inwardly weak.
Lin Yue said no more.
Swish!
"Oh—"
She didn't use any power.
It was purely relying on the inherent power of the chiling whip as an Ultimate Imperial Weapon.
Even so.
Han Yueyi felt a chill in her heart.
There was shame, anger, and a hint of unwillingness.
"Roar... roar, little, little man getting his way!"
Han Yueyi endured the pain, golden beads of sweat rolling down her forehead. She held her head high, wanting to express her dignity as an empress.
However, Lin Yue knew her too well.
Her sister was just a paper tiger.
The more she wanted to express something, the more she craved it.
Lin Yue also knew that too much of anything was bad.
After giving the whip, a candy should be given.
Otherwise, what was the difference between this and His Highness the Emperor's Son directly sending a Great Emperor Senior to seize the dao fruit?
"Elder Sister, do you see?"
"You are guarding that dao fruit, but now you are just a suppressed waste, unable to withstand even two whips from the chiling whip bestowed upon me by His Highness the Emperor's Son."
She shook her head as she spoke.
This level of endurance was far inferior to hers.
With such willpower, how did she become a Great Emperor?
"Let go. At least as the former master of this Cangwu, you can still do one last thing for it."
"Elder Sister, once the Jiang Family Great Emperor arrives, you will truly have no chance to turn things around."
Han Yueyi's eyes flickered, but she was still unwilling.
Especially seeing Lin Yue, who was getting her way.
Her empress dignity would not allow her to surrender like this.
She had to make Lin Yue pay!
"Stubborn."
Lin Yue was helpless.
His Highness the Emperor's Son didn't give her much time, so she could only use force.
However, just as Lin Yue's raised right hand was about to fall again, Han Yueyi suddenly looked up, her body trembling, and used her last shred of strength to say, "If... if I let go, can you... can you guarantee that he will treat the Cangwu's people well?"
This made Lin Yue stop her movement, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes, along with a touch of regret.
Her sister, she gave in too quickly.
How could she... find an excuse to get back the three thousand six hundred and seventy-five times she had been disciplined by her?
However, between satisfying her own desires and the important matter of His Highness the Emperor's Son.
Lin Yue still chose the latter.
As long as she pleased the Emperor's Son, she would have plenty of opportunities to discipline Han Yueyi.
"I swear on my imperial heart." Lin Yue's expression was solemn, "Cangwu is my home, I will not let it be destroyed."
"Good..."
Han Yueyi slowly closed her eyes, her body trembling, whether from the pain of ceding her dao fruit or from being beaten, two lines of clear tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.
"I... agree."
Lin Yue looked at her collapsed appearance, but felt no great joy in her heart, only a sense of dullness.
She had thought that it would take longer and more cruel methods to make this proud Phoenix bow its head.
Unexpectedly, she was more fragile than she had imagined.
Perhaps, that pride that had supported her for a thousand years was originally built on the shifting sands of sacrificing others' futures, collapsing with a single push.
She turned and walked towards the Emperor Suppressing Pavilion's door.
"Elder Sister, just watch. Watch how I possess everything you've ever dreamed of, watch how I will do better than you, I will lead Cangwu to a height you can never reach."
"Simply because I made the right choice once."
...dragon head warship, Main Hall.
Jiang Yuan leaned lazily on the emperors throne, listening to Lin Yue's report.
"Your Highness the Emperor's Son, she... agreed."
Lin Yue bowed and stood before His Highness, her voice calm, but her slightly trembling fingertips still revealed her inner turmoil.
"Mm." Jiang Yuan nodded, not surprised by the result, "You've worked hard."
For him.
Success or failure didn't matter.
If it failed, it would just be a forceful seizure of the Origin.
The Old Ancestors had done such things before.
He stepped down from the emperors throne, came before Lin Yue, and gently brushed a stray strand of hair from her forehead.
"Is this chiling whip easy to use?"
Lin Yue's delicate body trembled, a blush appearing on her face, and she whispered, "Very... very easy to use, thank you, Your Highness the Emperor's Son, for bestowing this treasure."
"That's good. Then this item is bestowed upon you. When I want to use it later, you can give it back to me."
Upon hearing this, Lin Yue was overjoyed.
To casually bestow an Ultimate Imperial Weapon!
One must know that even Han Yueyi didn't have an Ultimate Imperial Weapon!
She got it so easily?
This Jiang Family... their foundation was too terrifying!
As for the words, 'when I want to use it, you can give it back to me,' Lin Yue didn't care.
Could a family with the resources to casually give away an Ultimate Imperial Weapon lack such a thing?
"Your Highness the Emperor's Son, if you wish to use it, please do so to your heart's content."
Jiang Yuan nodded, turned to look outside the hall, and said loudly, "Second Grandfather, Sixth Grandfather, Fifth Grandfather, you may begin."