Two thousand years have passed, and his father, whom he could never fathom, finally made a decision.
And it was done so decisively; he directly abdicated.
He now truly believes that his father might not care about the throne, or perhaps the throne can no longer contain his father's ambitions.
The Second Prince returned with a calm expression, and that day, the Jade Tablet channel belonging to the Second Prince expressed congratulations, congratulating the Crown Prince on his upcoming succession.
This left the other princes who were ready to instigate the Second Prince sowhat dumbfounded.
Has the Second Prince already accepted this fate?
Doesn't he know that the Crown Prince's succession ans he will never have another chance?
The Second Prince entered a secret chamber, where a masked White Water Egg, numbered ten, was already waiting for him.
"It seems His Highness has received accurate information and confird it several tis, right?" The New No. Ten chuckled softly and shook his head, "Is His Highness finally believing now?"
The Second Prince sat there silently, and after a long while, he sighed.
"You once claid that the Crown Prince is the Faceless Man and also said Father knows, and even ntioned that Father would inevitably pass the throne to the Crown Prince within one or two hundred years.
Previously, I truly couldn't believe it.
Now, I have no choice but to believe.
I just don't understand why.
Isn't the throne such a trivial thing?"
"His Highness considers it important, but for Emperor Qian, the throne is no longer the most important.
It's even a hindrance to him becoming stronger, naturally he wouldn't care.
His Highness has not lost due to ability, rather His Highness never had a chance from the beginning.
This was a decision made solely by Emperor Qian, unrelated to anything else."
The Second Prince's expression remained calm; receiving such news suddenly was sothing he had prepared for ntally. He simply didn't understand why the White Water Egg would still co to him.
"Now that it's co to this, why have you co to ?
There shouldn't be anything here that you deem important anymore.
I also have no chance of ascending to the throne."
"His Highness is overthinking, who can say about future matters?
Besides, with His Highness's identity, we can rely engage in so normal small transactions.
At the very least, we can help His Highness protect himself."
"Heh..." The Second Prince chuckled, yet did not refute.
For now, he seed secure enough, but once the Crown Prince ascends the throne, one imperial decree might force him to return to the Capital City.
Years, decades may pass without issue.
But what about centuries?
If he waits until the Crown Prince firmly establishes himself on the throne, whether he could live would entirely depend on the Crown Prince's mood, whether the Crown Prince is willing to spare his life, whether he's willing to let him keep his current position.
Royal family mbers' actions can't be judged based on today's thoughts.
The Second Prince said nothing, yet also didn't decisively cut off contact with the New No. Ten.
In the Daqian Eastern Palace, the Crown Prince sat alone in the courtyard, quietly gazing at the bright moon in the sky.
His expression was calm, his eyes had beco unfazed.
To him now, ascending the throne no longer brought any joy.
He rely wished to find out why it turned out this way after taking the throne.
As his thoughts erged, madness began to flicker in his eyes.
He closed his eyes, rembering the conversation with the Faceless Man.
"I will assist you in ascending the throne, your greatest worry, Emperor Qian, is actually the least you need to worry about.
Once a Faceless Man, forever a Faceless Man.
Even if your face, in your own hands, it still ans losing your face.
It's useless; no matter what you wish to do, being the Crown Prince is not enough.
Only the identity of Emperor Qian can allow you to do what you wish to do."
The Crown Prince opened his eyes and returned to the bedchamber.
Indeed, no matter what he wishes to do, only by becoming Emperor Qian is there a sliver of possibility.
...
In the Void, a robed figure closed his eyes, riding the gigantic Kun You, wandering deeper into the Void.
"Our transaction is complete, the timing for the Crown Prince's succession is confird, the grand ritual three months hence will mark the formal ascension, but in truth, it's already considered to be so."
A mont later, the Divine King's consciousness transmitted a response.
"Good, transaction completed."
Confirming receipt, the robed figure secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Other matters might be negotiable, but for this, there was little room for loopholes.
He was unwilling to cause further complications at this ti, which would unnecessarily incur a trendous cost.
Turning to leave, the Divine King's consciousness reached out once more.
"Are you really unwilling to break through the Tenth Tier?"
"I rely wish to wait until Dadui returns, try on my own, and if it doesn't work, I'll consider it."
The robed figure departed, eyes closed, steadfastly keeping his mind clear.
Upon returning from the Void, he chuckled.
His identity limited him to the Ninth Tier, absolutely no possibility of reaching the Tenth.
For now, everything is under control, just patiently wait.
...
Yu Ziqing was sowhat surprised to receive news in Dadui.
So soon?
Could it be that Emperor Qian couldn't wait?
Or after losing the position of Emperor Qian, would the loss be so great he needed sufficient ti to stabilize his cultivation anew?
Should he, then, slightly advance the ti for Dadui's return?
Let's first observe the situation on Dadui's side. He needs to find a suitable opportunity, can't determine an exact ti.
The return of Dadui Divine Dynasty will bring a massive impact.
Isn't it tempting to put soone in a difficult spot, otherwise would his conscience allow it?
Hmm, perhaps ask the New Five to have a chat with the Crown Prince later. Now, he probably wouldn't mind selling so information about his father then, would he?
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