Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!-Chapter 639 - 613: Enthronement_1
The next day! The court meeting was convened!
Qin Wudao, dressed in an emperor's robe with an outer layer of mourning clothes over it, sat upright on the throne. He overlooked the court officials in the hall, his gaze as majestic as ever, yet exuding a strong sense of sorrow.
Previously, every post had its occupant. During court meetings, the hall used to be packed with officials, and when they paid their respects, the sound was like a roaring tide. However, now, it had become sparse, with many empty seats, especially in the front row where only a handful of people stood.
They were Cao Cao, Lv Bu, Zhao Yun, Li Yuanba, Yuan Tiangang, Nie Zheng, Song Jiang, Zhou Yu, Jiang Ziwen, Xuanzang, Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, and Shen Wansan.
After a simple bow of respect, the court meeting officially began!
"Minister Cao, how far has the relief work for the fallen heroes progressed?" Qin Wudao asked in a calm voice, not getting straight to the point.
Whether they were deceased officials or sacrificed soldiers, they were all heroes of the Qin Dynasty, who should be highly valued and eternally remembered.
"Your Majesty, according to the standards you set, the condolence payments are already being distributed, and all descendants of the heroes will receive preferential treatment!" Cao Cao stepped forward, bowing respectfully as he spoke.
"Very good!" Qin Wudao nodded and issued a stern command, his voice laced with a murderous aura that sent a chill through the ministers, who quickly offered their assurances. "The heroes of the Qin Dynasty must not be treated unfairly in any way!"
"Next, I have something to announce!" Seeing this, Qin Wudao, with a somber expression, said loudly, "The previous war has inflicted great damage on the continent's Origin, and Spiritual Energy is rapidly dissipating. In at most three years, the Primitive Continent will enter the Last Dharma Era!"
These words struck like thunderbolts from the blue, reverberating in the hall.
The Last Dharma Era!
Doesn't this mean that the martial arts civilization of the Primitive Continent is about to disappear? 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺
At this moment, even ministers like Cao Cao, Lv Bu, and Zhao Yun wore grave expressions, their eyebrows tightly knitted.
"Heaven and Earth Bagua, reveal!"
Yuan Tiangang, who mastered the great Dao of divination, couldn't stay still. Regardless of the occasion, he immediately sat cross-legged and pulled out several copper coins. They emanated an intense power of destiny, forming a long river of destiny—vast and ethereal—flowing into the future.
This vast river was the River of Destiny.
Everyone, including Qin Wudao, fixed their gaze on Yuan Tiangang.
SPURT!
Suddenly, Yuan Tiangang's face turned pale as he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood. The River of Destiny before him was severed mid-stream by a mysterious force.
"What's the result?" Cao Cao swiftly stepped forward, supporting the collapsing Yuan Tiangang, and hastily asked.
"The situation is not good!" Yuan Tiangang quickly took a medicinal pill, stabilizing the injuries caused by the backlash from the divination. He then said weakly, "Your Majesty, according to the divination, if we don't find a solution, the continent will enter the Dark Era in three years!"
When he spoke the words "Dark Era," his voice contained a trace of panic.
That is endless darkness.
The Saint's Court would crumble.
The order built by civilization will completely collapse!
The ugly side of human nature will then burst forth, leading to an era of cannibalism!
Despair!
No light to be seen!
"Is there a divined solution?" Qin Wudao asked. He already knew the result of the divination from Universal Heaven, so it was no surprise. What he truly cared about was the solution.
"Your Majesty, the divination shows that the only glimmer of hope points to the deepest part of the imperial palace!" Yuan Tiangang said respectfully, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The deepest part of the palace! Qin Wudao turned his head to look, thoughtful. He was familiar with everything in the palace, and the most important thing there was probably the mustard seed world. All the large mustard seed world spatial nodes in the Qin Dynasty were located in the inner depths of the palace, and the most crucial mustard seed world was the Immortal Realm fragment.
"Minister Yuan, are you suggesting we use the Immortal Realm fragment to replace the Primitive Continent?" Qin Wudao inferred.
Yuan Tiangang nodded and said, "The Origin Power of the Primitive Continent has been severely damaged. Ordinary methods can no longer restore it; we must use higher-level immortal power. But let's not even discuss whether we possess higher-level immortal power. Even if we did, using it to restore the battle-scarred Primitive Continent wouldn't be worth it. We should rather use the Origin Power of the Primitive Continent to nurture a new world!"
This was a bold plan, and those who heard it were aghast. Many ministers even looked at Yuan Tiangang as if he were a madman.
However, no one voiced an objection. Since they had no better solutions, it seemed they could only take a risk and try.
"Your Majesty, the decision is yours!" Cao Cao, Zhao Yun, and the others said, clasping their hands.
On the imperial throne, Qin Wudao drummed his fingers on the armrest, deep in thought. The mustard seed world is an attachment to the main world, with the highest being only a level-nine mustard seed world. But whether a level-nine mustard seed world could be nurtured into a main world, there was no precedent. However, it was not impossible. The Immortal Realm fragment is a world capable of growth! And after his cultivation, it has already reached the level of a nine-star mustard seed world, and it hasn't even reached its limit yet... Theoretically, this method is feasible!
"Issue the command! Ten days from now, open up the Immortal Realm fragment and have it devour the Origin of the Primitive Continent!" After a moment of contemplation, Qin Wudao decided to adopt Yuan Tiangang's suggestion and commanded authoritatively.
The situation was now critical. Every minute and every second, vast amounts of Spiritual Energy were slipping away. There was not much time left.
"Yes, Your Majesty!" The ministers bowed.
"Minister Cao, the next task will be demanding for you," Qin Wudao said softly, looking at Cao Cao. The Origin of the Primitive Continent was located deep within the world, and only Immortal Realm Martial Artists could approach it.
"Rest assured, Your Majesty!" Cao Cao nodded.
For the next two days, the monarch and his ministers did not leave the grand hall. They discussed the precautions for using the Immortal Realm fragment to replace the Primitive Continent, as well as potential problems that might arise.
It was not until the third day that the court meeting finally ended.
...
"Dian Wei, prepare my chariot for the Imperial Study!" Returning to the rear hall of the court, Qin Wudao called out habitually.
In the past, Dian Wei would certainly have run over cheerfully, a smile on his face as he prepared the chariot, ready to exchange a few words. But this time, Qin Wudao waited for a while and noticed no movement. It was then he realized that Dian Wei and Xu Chu had perished.
"Your... Your Majesty, please!" a young eunuch said, trembling.
"Never mind, I won't go," Qin Wudao said with a wave of his hand, feeling somewhat dejected. Suddenly recalling the Jade Monarch's final instructions, he left the palace alone.
「An hour later, he arrived at a courtyard.」
The main gate was hung with white silk. The sound of sobbing could be heard from inside the house.
Clearly, a funeral was taking place.
Luo Hou! At this moment, the killing intent in Qin Wudao's heart once again spiraled out of control, exploding completely. It took a long time for him to calm himself before he strode inside.
Following the corridor, he arrived at the main hall. The space before him suddenly opened up. It was a dim room, arranged with a spatial formation that made it appear several miles in size, and it was filled with coffins.
A few dim candles flickered, casting a faint glow. Under the flickering candlelight, thousands of members of the Immortality Mountain clan knelt, refusing to rise.
"Elder, may your journey be peaceful," Qin Wudao said, stepping forward and bowing respectfully to the coffins. Then, he turned to Jade Snow Gentleman and said softly, "Please accept my condolences."
"Actually, before the war broke out, Father had already prepared himself for death," Jade Snow Gentleman, dressed in mourning clothes, said, her voice somewhat hoarse. Tears still clung to the corners of her eyes, her pain immense.
"Rest assured, I will avenge you," Qin Wudao said, clenching his fist, then slowly unclenching it.
Jade Snow Gentleman nodded, saying nothing more.
And so, Qin Wudao stood by the side for a whole day, holding a vigil for the Jade Monarch. It was not until the early morning of the next day that he finally turned and left.
However, he left behind an imperial decree.
"The Emperor's decree: Jade Snow Gentleman, daughter of the Jade Monarch—gentle, virtuous, elegant, and dignified—is hereby crowned Empress, a motherly model for the nation..."
「Instantly.」
A phoenix's ethereal shadow spread its wings and soared, flying around the firmament of the Qin Dynasty's Saint's Court. Wherever it passed, prosperity followed.
