Douluo Dalu: The Eyes That Defy Fate

Chapter 228 Empress
Lin Po, who was hidden in mid-air, stretched and then let out a long sigh.

Since leaving the pass, he has never stopped. He has been running around Mingdu, and he even took the time to wipe out a Soul Master Corps.

Now that things are about to settle down, Lin Po feels a significant reduction in pressure, but the fatigue that has accumulated over the past few days also begins to surface, causing him to ache all over.

After quickly stretching his stiff limbs, Lin Po immediately began planning what he would do in the coming months.

"After today, Sister Lexuan will become the first empress in ten thousand years, and the New Holy Spirit Church will become the state religion of the Sun and Moon, giving those born with evil martial souls a chance to stand in the sunlight again."

"The next step is to fully promote the 'Soul Ring Condensation Method,' seize control of all Soul Masters' lifelines, and deal with evil Soul Masters and hunt down sea Soul Beasts."

"Speaking of which, I wonder what's been going on with Wu San these past three months. I haven't even looked at the monthly reports he sent over the past three months since I came out of seclusion."

As he spoke, Lin Po casually took out the latest report from his soul tool, his eyes twitching slightly.

"Wu San is as serious as ever."

. . .

While Lin Po was busy reading the monthly report, the arguments in the court were escalating, and even seemed to be shifting towards the Jingwu Hall.

The vacant throne eventually caused those high-ranking ministers to lose their minds, completely forgetting the warnings Kong Deming had given them not long ago.

They were having a great time using various tactics such as forming cliques, threatening each other, and offering huge rewards.

Hidden in the shadows of the palace, Jing Hongchen and the others watched the farcical scene unfold before them with cold eyes, inwardly chuckling.

These guys who have offended a jinx without realizing it—after tomorrow, how many of them will be able to stand here safely?

"How can such a noisy place be allowed in the imperial court?!"

A stern voice, filled with anger, suddenly resounded throughout the palace, silencing everyone present instantly.

The next moment, Kong Deming, with a cold and old face, slowly walked into the hall, looked around at everything in the hall, and then angrily rebuked.

"The emperor has passed away, the crown prince has lost his virtue, and you so-called pillars of the nation are not thinking about the future of the empire, but instead have been contemplating seizing the throne..."

"What?! Do you think I'm incapable of using a soul tool?! Or do you think I'm dead?!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the overwhelming pressure emanating from him, enough to destroy the minds of ordinary people, landed precisely on the few ministers who were jumping around the most, forcing them to prostrate themselves on the spot.

The sudden turn of events was like a bucket of cold water being poured over them, forcing those who were still standing to immediately come to their senses.

Only then did everyone remember Kong Deming's presence, and they immediately broke out in a cold sweat, lowering their heads and not daring to look up.

"Hmph! The emperor has been ill for many years, and I have been indifferent to worldly affairs, allowing you petty villains to wreak havoc on my Sun Moon Empire for so long!"

"If it weren't for a series of coincidences, I really wouldn't know where this vast empire would end up in your hands!"

"Very well, since you have caused the Empire to lose face, I will help the Empire regain that face!"

"Now, none of you scum can take this throne away! That's what I said! Who agrees? Who disagrees?!"

Kong Deming's all-out attack startled everyone, and even Jing Hongchen, who was hiding in the shadows, was completely taken aback.

Having known him since childhood, this was the first time he had ever seen Confucius so angry.

For a moment, even Jing Hongchen couldn't tell whether it was acting or a genuine expression of emotion.

As for the officials and ministers, they were trembling with fear and almost wanted to flee, and dared not respond to Kong Deming's righteous questioning.

The few high-ranking officials who were still pinned to the ground did want to object, and their reasons were quite simple.

Even if you, Kong Deming, are a royal retainer and have half royal blood, this is not a reason for you to interfere in court affairs at will.

But how could they, who had been indulging in comfort for so long, resist the oppressive aura of a Super Douluo?

Forget about moving, even a whimper turned into a 'woo-woo' sound as if it were kissing the bricks.

In the end, he could only lie there silently, accepting Kong Deming's arrangement.

But deep down they made a decision: no matter who this old codger put up as the new emperor, they would all put their methods to good use.

Even if we can't force the new emperor to abdicate, we should still take a piece of his flesh to greatly diminish the prestige of the royal family!

Kong Deming, who had lived for over 150 years, could easily understand the tacit attitude of these people, but he simply chose not to pay attention to it.

His great-grandson-in-law is no pushover; he must have already made arrangements for these people's funerals.

Seeing that the time was almost right, and adhering to the principle of acting expediently in times of crisis, Kong Deming continued walking towards the dragon throne at the highest point.

At this moment, everyone in the hall noticed the black-haired woman in a golden dragon robe behind him. Then, everyone simultaneously had the same thought: she must be the new emperor that Kong Deming wanted to recommend!

Before long, Kong Deming stood solemnly to the left of the dragon throne and led the woman in the dragon robe to everyone.

"This one is my great-granddaughter, Kong Lingxuan, who is also the new emperor I want to recommend."

"Due to certain accidents in the past, I not only lost my granddaughter, but also Lingxuan, who was still an infant. Please forgive me for not being able to say more about the details."

But thanks to that Marquis of a Hundred Victories, I was able to find my only blood relative in this world during my lifetime, so there's no need to discuss the issue of blood ties.

"Of course, to prevent you from saying in private that I have abused my power for personal gain, it wouldn't hurt to show you some evidence!"
Lingxuan, come here.

After saying that, Kong Deming stepped back slightly, giving Zhang Lexuan ample space to showcase herself.

Seeing this, everyone was inevitably a little confused.

You yourself said this person has your bloodline, and our lives are still in your hands. Is it really necessary to show us this evidence?

Moreover, what evidence could a mere girl like her possibly have to prove that she can rightfully inherit the throne?

Martial soul?

Stop joking. Even if she really is your great-granddaughter, so what?

You yourself only have half royal blood, and who knows how much is left by the time it gets to your great-granddaughter? What a coincidence!
Immediately afterward, amidst the doubts, mockery, and fear in everyone's eyes, Zhang Lexuan unleashed her Moon Martial Soul with a 100,000-year soul ring, instantly slapping everyone in the face.

It also made them scream wildly in their hearts.

Holy crap! It really is a Moon Martial Soul! And it's an unprecedented Moon Martial Soul with an eighth-ring, 100,000-year spirit ring!

However, the hall fell silent immediately, and even the ministers who wanted to take the opportunity to oppose it were completely silent.

There was no way around it; once the Moon Martial Soul, possessing a 100,000-year soul ring, appeared, everyone who came had to admit that Kong Deming's great-granddaughter was qualified to inherit the throne, not to mention that the eighth ring alone was 100,000 years old.

If, in the future, the entire nation were to use its resources to add a 100,000-year ninth ring to her, it would be no exaggeration to say that even if she were not a Super Douluo at that time, she would be enough to succeed Kong Deming and become the new pillar of the Sun Moon Empire.

In this light, among all the current imperial relatives, none is more suitable for that position than Zhang Lexuan.

This only considers her own talent, not including the offerings from the Hall of Worship led by Kong Deming.

The ministers suddenly remembered the information they had subconsciously ignored last night: apart from the ninth-level soul masters of the Crown Prince's lineage, the rest seemed to be led by Kong Deming.

Now they were even more speechless.

Three-quarters of the level nine soul masters in the empire have sided with the new emperor. How are those of them who are skilled in political maneuvering supposed to play their part?
If you really provoke someone to the point of anger, they might actually flip the table, which would be a real problem.

At the same time, Zhang Lexuan stood next to the dragon throne within easy reach, easily taking in the entire hall.

However, on what should have been a joyous day, Zhang Lexuan felt a sense of loneliness.

It was simply because she did not find the figure she had been longing for day and night in this seemingly spacious but actually cage-like hall.

'Little Po, you really didn't come. Hmm? No, Little Po must have come!'

As if sensing something, Zhang Lexuan suddenly looked up at the void not far away.

Even though there was nothing there, Zhang Lexuan revealed a smile that could eclipse the heavens and earth.

She was absolutely certain that her brother was there watching her!
'Little Po, your sister will definitely not let you down!'

Putting aside her worries, Zhang Lexuan's demeanor suddenly changed, and she now truly possessed a lot of the majesty and domineering aura unique to emperors.

The unique aura of the Moon Martial Soul began to emanate continuously, and then it produced a rather wondrous fusion reaction with the Emperor's Aura.

When all of this reached its climax, Zhang Lexuan's spirited and high-spirited voice rang out proudly at the highest point.

"From this day forward, I, the Emperor, shall be the first Empress of the Sun and Moon Empire! Era name: Moon Soul!"

Before the sound could be heard throughout the palace and before the ministers could react, all the retainers, led by Ye Yulin, suddenly appeared out of thin air from various corners of the main hall.

Then, with the utmost respect, they offered their absolute loyalty to the new empress!
"We pay homage to Empress Moon Soul! From now on, the Hall of Worship will revere you!"

Seeing the reverent expressions of the many offerings, all the ministers trembled and, forgetting their own calculations, immediately knelt down and bowed their heads.

"Your subjects pay homage to Empress Yuehun! May Your Majesty reign forever!"

(End of this chapter)