Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 223 The mantis stalks the cicada, but the oriole follows behind
Seeing that Zhongliwu rejected this excellent suggestion, a hint of disappointment flashed across Lin Po's face.

If his teacher had hesitated even slightly, he would have dared to pull Yan Shaozhe out of the spirit world on the spot and create a scene that would become a legend.

Unfortunately, Zhongli Wu was too cowardly and rejected him so quickly that he didn't give Lin Po a chance at all.

The disciple's change in expression naturally did not escape Zhongli Wu's eyes, and he was immediately so angry that even his soul power barrier fluctuated for a moment.

"You unfilial disciple, that's enough! Do you really want to see your master make a fool of himself?! Wait a minute... the gift you mentioned yesterday wouldn't happen to be Yan Shaozhe, would it?!"

Lin Po was immediately displeased upon hearing this. How could someone like Yan Shaozhe be worthy of being a teacher? So he immediately retorted:

"No way! What kind of brain hole would a disciple have to give you this thing to the Supreme Master?"

"That's good. Hmm? A gift for Mother?! You wicked disciple, if you want to court death, don't drag your master down with you! Your master hasn't lived enough yet!"

Upon hearing such outrageous words, Zhong Liwu, who had been relatively normal, seemed to have heard something terrifying. His eyes suddenly revealed an extremely horrified look, and he took several steps back, leaving Lin Po's side.

Seeing this, Lin Po chuckled and wasn't annoyed by Zhong Liwu's overly intense reaction. Instead, he continued to seduce him in a devilish tone.

"It's alright, it's alright. Teacher, aren't you curious about who Yan Shaozhe's grandfather or great-grandfather is?"

"As a teacher, I don't want to know."

Zhongli Wu instinctively wanted to deny it, but the burning gossip in his heart forced him to stop talking.

A few seconds passed, and Zhongli Wu ultimately didn't utter the last word, his expression becoming extremely conflicted.

In a fleeting moment, he noticed his wicked disciple looking at him with amusement, which caused the last nerve in Zhongli Wu's mind to snap completely, and he began to give up on himself.

"Alright, alright, you unfilial disciple, stop staring at your master like that, hurry up and tell me!"

Having experienced the joy of being a fun-loving person, Lin Po finally uttered a single word with satisfaction.

"dragon."

"Dragon? Hmm? Hiss! Uncle Dragon?!"

"I'm failing, you unfilial disciple, you stay here for a while! I need to find a place to sort out my head!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhongli Wu fled the Crown Prince's residence as if he were running away, disappearing from Lin Po's perception in an instant.

Seeing this, Lin Po shook his head, barely suppressing the urge to burst out laughing, and made a sarcastic remark.

"Sigh, older people are still too poor at accepting new things."

He then gathered his thoughts, looked expressionlessly at Xu Tianran below who was making arrangements, and murmured softly:

"Go a little crazier, this is your last bit of value."

. . .

The destruction of the Imperial Dragon Soul Master Legion has not yet attracted the attention of any forces in the Sun Moon Empire, not even Xu Tianran.

Initially, Lin Po had prepared some methods to mislead Xu Tianran, making it seem as if Xu Tianyuan was still waiting outside the Ming capital.

However, Xu Tianran seemed to have sensed his cousin's thoughts and was very wary of him.

However, he desperately needed the power of the Soul Master Corps, so the two sides always maintained one-way communication and did not engage in activities such as daily reporting.

Perhaps they were both afraid that the other would find out their secrets and betray them at a crucial moment.

However, this saved Lin Po some energy.

Time flew by, and soon it was evening on the last day. The undercurrents within Mingdu were also nearing their peak.

At this moment, Xu Tianran had already taken off his usual prince's robes and, with the help of four burly men, put on the dragon robe that represented supreme power.

Unfortunately, his physical disability, coupled with three months of unrestrained indulgence, not only made his face increasingly sinister and terrifying, but also completely eroded the little imperial aura he possessed to begin with.

Looking at him now, even when he wears a dragon robe, he no longer has any regal bearing.

No wonder Xu Tianran was in such a hurry to take action against his own father. If it had dragged on for a few more months, the throne would probably have been out of his reach.

This scene was also witnessed by Lin Po, who had been monitoring the area all day, but it did not stir any emotion in him; he remained expressionless.

As darkness fell, Xu Tianran, who had been sitting quietly in his room for a long time, finally made a move. However, to Lin Po's surprise, Xu Tianran did not lead any of the Crown Prince's private troops or secret guards to the palace.

After merely arranging for a titled Douluo named Xue Chen to secretly guard him, he alone, holding the imperial edict, maneuvered his wheelchair and slowly drove towards the palace.

"Does he think he has the victory in his grasp? Or does he want to avoid alerting the enemy? Oh well, the outcome won't change anyway."

Lin Po muttered something with a hint of doubt as he took out Kong Deming's specially made soul-transmitting device and issued a very simple command.

"let's start."

The next moment, Kong Deming and the others, who had been waiting for a long time, went to their respective areas to await the final moment.

To ensure everything went smoothly, Lin Po, for the first time, extended his vigilance to the maximum extent he could manage. Only after confirming that everyone was in place did he feel at ease enough to catch up with Xu Tianran and enter the palace with him.

Even with all the preparations, Lin Po couldn't help but feel nervous along the way, constantly worrying about any unexpected events that might happen.

Completely unaware that she had followed Xu Tianran into the palace where there were no guards.

In contrast, Xu Tianran's initially agitated emotions suddenly calmed down after entering the palace, as if he had no intention of rebelling.

As the sound of wheels grinding disappeared, the palace fell into a long silence once again.

Xu Tianran stared at the emperor without saying a word, while the emperor sat on the dragon throne with his eyes closed, completely ignoring Xu Tianran.

After an unknown amount of time, a gloomy, hoarse voice suddenly broke the silence, waking Lin Po and forcing the emperor to open his eyes, which were filled with deathly aura.

"Father, how have you been lately?"

The emperor stared intently at his once most favored son, enduring the pain coursing through his body, and said in a resentful voice:
"Hmph! Cough cough... With a 'filial' crown prince like you, how can I possibly be at peace?!"

In an instant, Xu Tianran's gaze, which had just been calm for a short while, revealed a sinister ruthlessness far exceeding that of the past, causing even Lin Po to feel a chill run down his spine.

"If it weren't for Father Emperor's desire to seize my position as Crown Prince, how could I have committed the heir apparent and patricide?!"

The tone was so fierce that even the emperor, who was prepared, was taken aback, and a deep sorrow welled up in his heart.

He couldn't understand why Xu Tianran was so eager to seize this position.

"Is the throne... really that important to you?!"

"Ha, when Father Emperor seized the throne by slaughtering the former royal family, why didn't he ask himself this question?!"

One sentence left the emperor speechless, unable to come up with a single rebuttal.

Yes, he also rose to become emperor by treading on mountains of corpses and seas of blood. If he hadn't been quite capable, the Hall of Worship might not have allowed him to live to this day.

A sacrificial hall?! Confucius?!

At this moment, the emperor, as if grasping at his last straw, hastily took his last breath and shouted:
"Isn't the Crown Prince afraid of being punished by Confucius later for doing this?!"

Seeing that even now, this old codger was still threatening him, Xu Tianran immediately hardened his heart and secretly signaled Xue Chen to release the last ingredient, detonating all the poison in the emperor's body.

"Father, you are getting old, it's time for you to abdicate and rest! This vast empire is now in your son's hands!"

Then, under Lin Po's slightly amused gaze, the emperor began to tremble violently, trying to call out to the guards but unable to utter a sound.

All they could do was stare intently at Xu Tianran, as if to say, "You unfilial son, you'll never have a good end."

When the emperor stared with his old eyes and fell completely silent, Xue Chen appeared behind Xu Tianran and pushed him closer to the jade seal that symbolized power.

Without the sorrow and regret of killing his father with his own hands, Xu Tianran now only feels unbridled joy and shouts wildly with a mad expression.

"Soon, I will become the emperor of the Sun and Moon Empire and accomplish an unprecedented feat!"

"That's not necessarily the case."

"who?!"

For the first time since entering the palace, Xu Tianran felt flustered.

(End of this chapter)