Chapter 735 - - 547 I Will Complete the Setting of This World_1

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To deal with greedy people, promise them benefits; to handle the prideful, provoke their sense of responsibility; for the weak and timid, simply intimidate them…

Find their weaknesses, and your tasks will be accomplished with ease.

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Take a gamble?

Xu Jinghui felt a moment of dizzying disorientation.

There was a time when he too was bewitched by the words ’take a gamble for yourself,’ which led him blindly aboard the Old Ancestor’s treacherous ship!

No, that’s not right.

He was different then; he had been driven to a dead end—if he hadn’t agreed to the Old Ancestor, he would have died…

Xu Jinghui frantically tried to justify himself, unwilling to admit he had been fooled, but when he thought about the possibility of an outcome worse than death, he was on the verge of tears. How had things come to this?

The Seed Plan, the Human Emperor plan, Literary Heart and Martial Gall…

Which was the real one?

Xu Jinghui’s mind was in a haze. Gazing at Duge standing before him, a strange idea emerged almost supernaturally: perhaps there never was a Seed Plan; everything might just be the Old Ancestor stirring up trouble!

This thought, once it surfaced, could no longer be suppressed.

He even felt an impulse to rush back to Dragon Tiger Mountain to confront Xu Jinkui, Qing Luan, and everyone else, to see for himself what was true and what was false.

If it really was Duge alone creating chaos, there might still be a chance for remediation…

Daoist Rhyme is all well and good, but it’s not as important as staying alive!

The madmen were dancing on the edge of a knife following Duge…

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The imperial court was eerily quiet!

The secrets unveiled by Duge were so shocking that everyone felt tingles down their scalp and their souls trembled, and yet they were also somewhat wildly eager.

So the Human Emperor of ancient times was esteemed alongside the Immortal Emperor?

So literary and martial officials do have Literary Heart and Martial Gall, capable of contending with Immortals…

So the downfall of the Human Race was a trap set by the Immortal Emperor, and this exalted Immortal Emperor turned out to be a despicable villain…

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“I don’t believe it,” said Chancellor Chi Muzhi, his eyes red, “Empty words, no proof, how can we know if what you say is true or false?”

“This is the proof…” Summoning Divine Power, Duge once again levitated the old emperor He Yan into the air. Watching the struggling He Yan, he said, “In the ancient times, the Dragon Vein depended on the Human Emperor for its existence. How did it come to this, that without the Dragon Vein, the so-called emperor is but a lamb awaiting slaughter? Such a wretch has no right to rule over the Mortal Realm’s dynasties…”

Whimper!

He Yan continued to struggle.

Previously, He Yan’s blood had boiled with the inspiring words of Duge, but now that Duge was trampling on his dignity, the resentment in his heart flared up once more.

What did the splendor of the Human Race have to do with him?

Even if glorious, his reign had come to an end!

Only by maintaining the current situation could he continue to enjoy this ultimate power…

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Chancellor Chi Muzhi and the others, watching He Yan being held hostage by Duge, no longer felt the anger they had before, but instead fell into silence.

That’s right!

For all this time, the imperial family had relied on the protection of the Dragon Vein, and everyone believed this was the divine safeguard of the Mortal Realm’s dynasties.

But having lost this shield, the emperor at the mercy of others, they suddenly realized that in the face of Cultivators, even an emperor who ruled over countless fates was nothing more than a lamb awaiting slaughter.

If even one’s own life cannot be protected, how can one govern the Mortal Realm?

Bang!

He Yan was dropped by Duge, tumbling awkwardly at Duge’s feet.

Duge stood there, suave and graceful, in stark contrast to the disgraced He Yan.

His gaze swept over the assembly of officials below: “Are you now willing to accept the abdication of power?”

No one in the Jinluan Hall answered.

Many looked towards Chancellor Chi Muzhi, waiting for his decision.

“Chancellor Chi, your thoughts?” Duge turned to look at Chi Muzhi, asking.

“Why choose New Moon Country?” Chi Muzhi’s voice was hoarse as he asked.

All arguments of justice had been blocked.

After much thought, he could only come up with such a question, looking for a reason to refute the other party.

He was already old, and even if he ignored the great justice of the Human Race, he could still live peacefully and joyfully. Being entangled in this so-called Human Emperor plan and the struggles of the great figures might lead to an unpleasant end.

For him, an old man, to abandon wealth and honor for the struggle of future generations was something he could not do…

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“New Moon Country is just the pilot. Once successful, it will be extended outward, gradually expanding to the entire Eastern Polar Continent, the entire Mortal Realm,” Duge said.

“Can we master the so-called method of Literary Heart and Martial Gall?” Chi Muzhi asked again.

“You can,” Duge glanced at him and nodded.

“How do we practice?” Chi Muzhi asked, his voice trembling.

“Cultivate literary qi and establish a Literary Heart,” Duge said. “Write books and govern the nation to connect with the Mortal Realm’s fortunes, and you can condense a Literary Heart.

The Literary Heart has grades from one to nine, with first-grade being the strongest and ninth-grade the weakest.

First-grade corresponds to a Daluo Golden Immortal, ninth-grade to a Qi Refiner. If one’s cultivation of the Literary Heart reaches the ultimate level and is recognized by the Human Emperor, then one can become a Literature Saint, renowned for generations, enjoying the highest of temples, on par with the Mixed Yuan Holy Man of the Immortal Realm.”

As Duge provided the correspondences between the Literary Heart and cultivation realms, the civil officials present were immediately excited.

Their opposition to the Human Emperor plan stemmed from the fear of Cultivators taking power and casting them to the dust, didn’t it?

Now, since they had the qualifications to contend with Cultivators, perhaps supporting the Human Emperor wasn’t such a bad idea?

Chi Muzhi trembled slightly and asked, “Can one achieve longevity through the Literary Heart?”

All civil officials’ eyes involuntarily focused on Duge.

“Breakthrough the realm and it is possible,” Duge said with confidence. “In ancient times, Literary Saints could live as long as heaven and earth.”

Gu Dong!

A chorus of swallowing sounds echoed throughout the imperial court.

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