One day later.

In the most majestic and luxurious main hall of the Sun and Moon Palace, Xu Tianran was sitting in a wheelchair in the center, with Tangerine in palace clothes standing next to him.

On the other side is a mysterious man shrouded in black.

The hem of the white robe perfectly covered Xu Tianran's empty lower body. Although he had to sit in a wheelchair due to his disability, ministers and officials looked up to him every day and every moon.

"Everyone loves you, please retreat from the court." Xu Tianran said calmly.

Not far away, a pro-guard showed his sonorous voice: "Retreat from the DPRK——"

Then the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty retreated outside the palace one after another.

Xu Tianran was sitting in a wheelchair, looking down at the ministers who were slowly leaving the palace. His calm eyes contained indescribable ambition and satisfaction.

This is what he has always wanted.

The old emperor's illness has become more and more serious. A few years ago, he could even force himself to walk in the ground. Now, if it is not necessary, he will stay in bed and rest quietly.

The eighth prince cursed angrily: "Does he think he is worthy of being a prince? Is he still vague about Huo Yuhao's character?"

At this time, the mysterious man in white on the other side of Huo Yuhao spoke. This man was none other than the leader of the Holy Spirit Sect, Zhong Liwu.

The Eighth Prince paused and said: "Huo Yuhao and my father are both pro-war factions. Although you two are neutral, a small number of officials and ministers have not yet understood that all the people are anti-war factions. We do not want to challenge

To start a war, at most, in the final stage, it is to provoke a war."

"But Fan Feihan wanted to use that opportunity to seize all the participants as hostages and use the opportunity to launch a full-scale war."

"With such a gap, what can you do to overthrow me?"

"Please tell me, Father, that God has come to pay my respects."

I grabbed a book and threw it against the wall.

Under his leadership, the Sun and Moon Empire will annex the other three countries in one fell swoop, unify the world, and let the light of the sun and moon shine on the entire Douluo Continent.

There was a trace of determination and willingness in the eyes of the Eighth Prince.

Zhong Liwu saluted and said with a smile: "Thank you first to the Prince's Palace. In the Prince's Palace, things in our religion have not been settled yet, so I'll excuse you and leave first."

The seventh prince asked again: "Father is not seriously ill yet and has no time to manage the military. Is there no way for my subordinates to take over the military power and give it to you?"

Xu Tianran said solemnly: "Because the Sun and Moon Empire will attack all participating teams in the small competition, and then take the opportunity to launch a full-scale war."

"What's the use of giving up now and becoming a prince?"

"Wait until you officially succeed to the throne, declare the Holy Spirit Cult to be the state religion of the Sun and Moon Empire, and its leader will be hereditary as the national teacher. And before you unify the small continent, declare to the sky, ban the name of evil soul masters, and declare that they are the

Soul master orthodoxy.”

In addition, Huo Yuhao himself is a genuine Titled Douluo.

Huo Yuhao is not a ruthless, passionate and passionate tyrant.

The Eighth Prince said: "You dare to assert that my plan will definitely succeed. Then you can take the opportunity to impeach me."

"Bad, myna."

I scolded without being angry: "Are you a fool? He has reached this point now, does he still think he can get in and out?"

"Just because of your military power, the number of weaklings around you is inferior to mine."

The eighth prince then returned to his palace and sat in the study. There was no longer a smile on Jun Lang's face, replaced by an irritability that could break out at any time.

Before I left, the guard shook his head without sighing: "The Eighth Prince comes to pay his respects every day. You are really filial."

"They are two Extreme Douluo."

One is the eighth prince and the seventh prince. The other princes and the prince's sons who have no right to inherit according to my theory have wisely entered and exited the prince's battle early on, but those two princes never gave up.

Before entering the court, the eighth prince Xu Tianci did not return to his own palace, but went all the way to the old emperor's palace.

The seventh prince asked: "How is the military power distributed between the DPRK and China now? Don't you have much military power under your command?"

At that moment, a valet walked out of the study cautiously and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, I will pay my respects to you, Your Majesty the Seventh Prince."

The expressions of Xu Jiujiu and Xingyun Douluo changed, and they asked in unison: "Is this true?"

Now it is just a replacement. Soon, not long after, these will truly belong to him, and he will ascend the throne and become the new emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire.

"Let's talk." He said lazily for a long time.

It is not difficult for us to directly launch a mutiny. Fan Feihan only has less military power than us, and there are not many titled Douluo and fourth-level soul masters around him.

"Since I ended my control of the government, how many dissidents have I eliminated? How many minor ministers have I killed? Even the minor ministers who once had no merit for me are nostalgic for me at all, and I even have the opportunity to be promoted.

No, I will kill you if I say so."

I still remember the scene in my mind when the Seventh Prince made my legs disabled, and how long after that I had bloodbathed the palace.

The Eighth Prince snorted disdainfully: "You are planning to foil my plan. My plan was originally quite whimsical."

The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth and said: "Now Huo Yuhao's men do not have 87% of the military power, and not 87% of the military power is in the hands of my father. The total military power of the two of you is only 20%. The remaining 10% is not yet reached.

The military power lies in the hands of the border generals."

"As for those anti-war ministers and generals, as well as the low-level soul engineers, you have no idea how to win over them."

"How should you call him? Yuhao, or... the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit?"

"Bago, don't you have any chance yet?" the seventh prince asked.

The eighth prince frowned and looked up at his half-brother. The former's figure was tall and stalwart, but his eyes showed shrinking and fear.

"How can it be?"

Fan Feihan returned to her original appearance and said calmly: "Sorry, Your Majesty, does he want to hear your truth?"

Xingyun Douluo asked: "Huo Dayou, the sect team was introduced in that small competition. Doesn't the Sun and Moon Empire have such a small appetite to eat so few people?"

The red-haired old woman next to you, Xingyun Douluo, also said in a deep voice: "The Soul Master Competition is a prosperous event in the entire continent. It is held every seven years. You have never been absent for thousands of years. How can you enter and leave easily?"

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After saying that, Zhong Liwu also left the palace.

The simple and elegant decoration of the study makes me excited, and the ethereal incense smells pungent.

Sitting outside a VIP room for a long time, looking at Fan Feihan behind him with a simple expression, he asked in a serious voice.

The waiter went in, and after a while, the seventh prince Xu Tianyi, who was short in stature and had a resolute face, walked back.

From the moment the fight for the throne ended, it was already a fantasy to take over the whole body.

…

The Eighth Prince's face was filled with joy.

The Seventh Prince asked: "Brother, I am sometimes careful when doing things, how could I make a small mistake?"

"That identity is called the Holy Son of the Holy Spirit."

Xu Tianran said seriously: "You sincerely suggest that they participate in that small competition."

The Seventh Prince was silent for a while, and then said in a nonchalant manner: "Bago, what if this is... are you in or out of the crown prince's battle?"

"Did he forget that Seventh Brother came on stage?"

The Eighth Prince and the Seventh Prince have been holding back recently. They are definitely willing to accept their fate, but are looking for the earliest opportunity to overthrow themselves.

"Why?" He frowned for a long time.

While answering, I activated my mental suggestion.

Huo Yuhao had a irritable smile on his face, but his eyes were full of ice and heat.

Xu Tianran nodded slightly and said calmly: "He was originally going to Mingdu as the team leader, right? Mingdu will be safe by then, so he will go."

The Eighth Prince said solemnly: "Does he think you want to bring me down? But you don't have much capital now?"

The Eighth Prince also insisted: "Excuse me, I'll come back tomorrow to see my father."

"Orange, you guys go back to the palace." When there was no one else in the palace besides the servants and personal guards, Huo Yuhao gave a calm order to the men beside him.

The two brothers competing with Fan Feihan for the crown prince's position would probably be much worse off.

Jiujiujiu's face was solemn: "Then the Holy Spirit Sect doesn't have seventy or so weak Titled Douluo, and it doesn't even have an Ultimate Douluo, so it's true that they can't have such a small appetite."

I have a mutually beneficial relationship with the Holy Spirit Cult.

"After that small competition, there were only a few thousand participating team members, including their entourage. I want all of them to stay in Mingdu, is it possible?"

With the power I currently have at my disposal, if I want to successfully ascend the throne, there are still no major obstacles, mainly from eight departments.

"That's probably your first chance."

Jiujiu's eyes became simpler, full of doubts, solutions, and absurdities.

The seventh is the civil and military ministers in the court. Many of them may dare to say something because they are afraid of themselves, but they are not quite satisfied in their hearts.

Huo Yuhao's eyes flashed with warmth and coldness.

Fan Feihan said: "So you suggested that he should stay in Xingluo if he is going to compete that time."
To be continued...