Chapter 45: Thoughts on Abdication
Inside the Xingluo Palace,
after the guard finished his announcement,
the ministers who had been clamoring to put Spirit Hall in a bad light fell silent.
Crown Prince Dai Ying also retreated behind the Xingluo Emperor.
Seeing this, the Xingluo Emperor sneered inwardly.
After ruling for over twenty years, he had only just begun to truly understand his subjects.
With a silent sigh, the Xingluo Emperor turned his gaze to the guard and said,
"Quickly, invite His Majesty the Lion and his disciples into the palace."
"As you command,"
the guard replied, hurried out.
A moment later,
Lion Douluo entered the palace with Qin Ming.
After taking their seats, Lion Douluo looked at the Xingluo Emperor and spoke directly.
"Xingluo Emperor, I have come to your Xingluo Empire for only two things."
Hearing that Lion Douluo didn't use a honorific title, the Xingluo Emperor frowned, but he maintained his composure.
"Your Majesty, please speak."
"First, our Spirit Hall will hold a ceremony in four months to re-rank the seven great sects. I've come to your Xingluo Imperial City to inform you.
Don't forget to send someone from the Xingluo Empire to observe the ceremony.
Second, my disciple Qin Ming needs a spirit ring.
The spirit beast I've chosen for him is currently in the Soul Hunting Forest, specially prepared by your Xingluo Imperial Family for royal disciples."
As soon as Lion Douluo finished speaking, the hall erupted in commotion.
The prime minister who had previously advised the Xingluo Emperor to appoint a crown prince spoke out bluntly.
"Your Majesty, do you, the Spirit Hall, not understand etiquette?
How dare you speak to our Emperor in such a tone?"
Hearing this, Lion Douluo glanced at the prime minister.
Noting the prime minister's age, he averted his gaze, not bothering to pay any more attention.
Seeing that Lion Douluo hadn't taken action, the others also grew restless.
The eldest prince, Dai Ying, standing behind the Xingluo Emperor, also stepped forward and spoke.
"Lion Douluo, your Spirit Hall is merely a loose organization.
Your attitude in communicating with our Star Luo Empire is disrespectful, and we will absolutely not accept your request."
Dai Ying finished speaking, and the other ministers echoed him.
"Indeed, how could the Spirit Hall send such a person as an envoy?"
"You truly lack manners."
Looking at the clamoring crowd, Lion Douluo frowned.
He clearly understood their subtle intentions.
"Just because I don't take action against that old man? You all jumped out, trying to use me to boost your reputation?"
With a cold snort, Lion Douluo turned his gaze to the ministers, unleashing the undisguised pressure of his title.
"What's wrong with my attitude?
Your Emperor hasn't spoken, so why are you arguing?"
As soon as Lion Douluo finished speaking, the ministers in the room knelt one after another.
The previously noisy hall fell silent again, punctuated only by the occasional crackling of bones.
Although Crown Prince Dai Ying and Star Luo Emperor, both on the high platform, were not affected, they were also startled by Lion Douluo's sudden action.
The Star Luo Emperor's expression was grim.
Although the Lion Douluo's spirit power wasn't directed at them, they could still vaguely sense it.
Seeing Lion Douluo attack everyone in the hall without restraint,
he felt like being poured with a bucket of cold water in the middle of winter, and he immediately sobered up.
At this moment, the Star Luo Emperor's anger at his son and the ministers' attempt to seize power subsided.
Looking at the Lion Douluo before him, the Star Luo Emperor began to consider abdicating.
"Who knows how many Titled Douluos like this there are in the Spirit Hall?" Since Dai Ying wants this seat, let him take it.
The Spirit Hall people are full of ruthless ambitions, and this Lion Douluo has no respect for rules.
Even if the empire is to fall, it must not fall at my hands…"
As the Star Luo Emperor pondered this, Dai Ying had quietly retreated behind him, becoming as quiet as a shadow.
Glancing at Dai Ying, the Star Luo Emperor once again looked down at the audience.
Seeing that several of his veteran ministers seemed to be straining, the Star Luo Emperor quickly spoke up.
"Your Majesty, please cease. We in the Star Luo Empire accept your Spirit Hall's demands."
Hearing this, Lion Douluo finally withdrew his pressure.
Seeing this, the Star Luo Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.
Putting on a smile once more, he looked at Lion Douluo and said,
"Your Majesty, why don't you rest in my Star Luo Imperial City?
I'll immediately arrange for someone to take your disciple to hunt that spirit beast."
Lion Douluo waved his hand.
"Forget it, that soul beast is difficult to deal with.
Although according to our Spirit Hall's current intelligence, it has only cultivated for around twelve to fifteen thousand years, its bloodline is not low.
In terms of strength alone, even an ordinary Soul Douluo may not be able to defeat it."
"Ten-thousand-year soul ring?"
Xingluo Emperor's eyes widened. He stood up suddenly and pointed at Qin Ming beside Lion Douluo in surprise.
"Your Majesty the Lion, your disciple looks only about eleven or twelve years old.
Has he reached the Soul King realm now?"
Hearing this, Lion Douluo turned his head to glance at Qin Ming.
After casually pushing Qin Ming in front of him, Lion Douluo spread his hands towards Xingluo Emperor on the stage.
"Not yet. My disciple's talent isn't great.
He can't compare to that prince of yours...
Qin Ming has cultivated for so long, and he's only reached level 40 in spirit power.
He still needs to work harder."
"Your Majesty, you're not kidding.
Your disciple looks no more than eleven or twelve. Has he truly reached level 40 in spirit power?
And he's even trying to absorb the ultimate, ten thousand year fourth ring?"
Hearing this, the Lion Douluo patted Qin Ming's shoulder and gave him a look.
Seeing this, Qin Ming reluctantly stepped forward and clasped his fists towards the Star Luo Emperor on the stage.
"I am Qin Ming, twelve years old, a level 40 Strong Attack-type Battle Spirit Master, with the Martial Spirit of Fiery Wolf.
Greetings, Your Majesty."
With this, three spirit rings, two yellow and one purple, rose from Qin Ming's feet.
Star Luo Emperor's eyes shifted slightly as he looked at Qin Ming's third spirit ring, which was noticeably darker in color.
Hidden behind him, the eldest prince, Dai Ying, couldn't help but mutter.
"A 12-year-old Soul Master? How is that even possible?
My talent isn't bad, but I was only at the Grand Soul Master level at 12.
Father wasn't much better either; he probably wasn't even as strong as me at 12.
Even if Qin Ming had full innate Soul Power, there's no way he could have reached Level 40!"
Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qin Ming.
He shrugged casually, unconcerned.
"Your Majesty, hunting for Soul Rings is our Spirit Hall's business. You don't need to worry about it..."
(End of Chapter)
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