Douluo: Dominating Douluo begins with summoning Kong Deming

Chapter 333 Brothers and sisters, subjects and rulers

As night deepened, the Heavenly Dou Imperial Palace, shrouded in the thick darkness, resembled a gaping maw of an abyss, ready to devour anyone who might seek it out.

Outside the Emperor's palace on a snowy night, everything seemed to be as heavily guarded as ever.

Upon closer inspection, one could see a strange glint in the eyes of the guards outside the palace as they handed over their duties.

"We were still a bit too hasty."

Tang Yuehua sighed softly as she gazed at the magnificent Tian Dou Imperial Palace.

"If you're in such a hurry, why don't you wait a little longer?"

Standing next to Tang Yuehua was a tall and robust man who bore a slight resemblance to her and exuded a calm and composed aura.

"Wait, until the young master of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion returns?"

Tang Yuehua gave a bitter smile.

“My dear brother, if we don’t act now, once the Heaven-Mending Pavilion has fully integrated, the Heaven Dou Empire will become its possession.”

Tang Xiao, being the sect leader of the Haotian Sect, naturally knew that his sister was right.

In terms of time, the Butian Pavilion, with its three Limit Douluos, has an absolute advantage.

The longer the time drags on, the greater the gap will become between the Butian Pavilion and other forces in the Tiandou Empire.

To some extent, these anti-Heaven-Mending Pavilion forces were also forced into a corner.

"How sure are you?"

Tang Xiao asked softly.

"I have absolutely no confidence."

Tang Yuehua shook her head, a helpless expression on her face.

"Does my brother really think that the three peerless Douluo of the Heaven-Mending Pavilion and a large group of Title Douluo with 100,000-year soul rings are fake?"

"Even though that Heavenly Phoenix Douluo was injured in the battle with the High Priest of Seagod Island in Spirit City, the Heaven-Mending Pavilion still has two Limit Douluos."

After a pause, the bitterness on Tang Yuehua's face deepened.

"Didn't you see it with your own eyes, Brother? The Peerless Douluo's power is capable of destroying the world."

Tang Xiao immediately fell silent.

He witnessed the great battle in front of the Papal Palace in Wuhun City.

The power unleashed by Poseidon and Leng Yaozhu was almost comparable to the gods he had imagined.

"Why are you so concerned about things you're not sure about, and why are you going around trying to win over and persuade these forces?"

Tang Xiao looked at his younger sister with some confusion.

"Brother, the reason I stirred up trouble in the Heaven Dou Empire was never to eliminate the Heaven Patching Pavilion."

"It seems that we can only do this if Grandfather comes back."

Only the Peerless Douluo can stand against the Peerless Douluo.

Only forces like the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, which have produced peerless Douluo, know the truth about this.

"My goal is simply to muddy the waters of the Heaven Dou Empire and create more trouble for the Heaven Patching Pavilion."

The evening breeze stirred a few strands of hair on Tang Yuehua's forehead.

"Incidentally, let these forces become mortal enemies with the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, isolate the Heaven-Mending Pavilion, and divert their attention."

"As for avenging my second brother, that can only be left to his son."

Tang Xiao turned to look at Tang Yuehua, whose elegant and beautiful face appeared somewhat ferocious in the moonlight.

Even Tang Xiao hadn't expected that these renowned forces across the continent were merely pawns in his sister's eyes.

Although the royal palace was brightly lit, it was difficult to dispel the pervasive sense of illness within.

Emperor Xueye lay on his bed, his face ashen, his breathing weak and rapid.

The imperial majesty he once possessed has now been almost entirely consumed by illness.

Xuexing stood beside the bed, the light in her eyes flickering with the lamplight.

He refused to be crowned emperor when he was assassinated on a snowy night because he felt he was not capable of ruling the Heavenly Dou Empire.

But it is different now.

He has the support of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile School, the Spirit Hall, the Clear Sky School, as well as a group of nobles and armies. As long as he becomes the emperor of the Heaven Dou Empire, he can rely on these people to completely control the Heaven Dou Empire.

They might even be able to use the Heaven-Mending Pavilion to counter the forces that support them, thereby achieving some kind of balance.

As he thought about it, a flush of fervor suddenly appeared on his face.

Just as the Emperor was lost in thought on a snowy night, a eunuch with trembling hands carefully walked into the bedchamber.

"Your Highness, this is...this is today's medicine."

Like his movements, the eunuch's voice trembled slightly.

Although he didn't know what had happened, having lived in the deep palace for a long time, he keenly sensed that something was amiss in the atmosphere tonight.

"You've served your elder brother for so long, how come you're still so rough around the edges?"

After glaring at the eunuch, Xuexing took the wobbly little bowl from his hand.

"get out."

Upon hearing this, the young eunuch trembled and hurriedly fled the palace as if escaping.

"Brother, it's time to take your medicine."

Xuexing took two deep breaths, and her voice trembled slightly.

Emperor Xueye's cloudy eyes twitched, and he opened them a crack with great difficulty.

"younger brother."

Xueye's lips moved slightly, her voice not loud, but it rang out clearly in the palace.

"Thanks a lot."

Xueye was still relatively lucid, and he managed to get up and lean against the bed.

Even such a simple action made him gasp for breath with great difficulty.

"Brother, let's take our medicine first."

Seeing Xueye get up, Xuexing quickly handed her the bowl.

"After you finish taking your medicine, brother, rest well. You will recover gradually."

Xuexing's attitude was extremely sincere, but Xueye stared at the medicine bowl and gave a bitter smile.

"I don't know my own body well; I'm just putting up with it."

"Put the medicine aside for now. It's been a long time since my brother and I had a proper chat."

Upon hearing this, Xue Xing panicked, but still obediently put the medicine bowl aside.

"You've had a tough time all these years."

Xueye seemed to be in much better spirits, and her voice was calmer.

"I had four sons and one daughter in my life, but when I was about to die, I didn't have a single child by my side."

Upon hearing this, Xue Xing's face immediately turned pale, and she immediately stood up.

"Brother, please take your medicine first, then get some sleep. I'll have Xueke come to see you tomorrow."

He had already cut off Xue Ke's access to the palace, and upon hearing Emperor Xue Ye's words, his heart pounded wildly.

"No hurries."

Xueye gave a wry smile and waved to Xuexing.

"Please sit down first."

Xuexing then slowly sat down.

Although Xueye was about to die, the accumulated prestige he had instilled in Xuexing over the years had almost created a conditioned reflex in him.

"Xue Xing, if I were to pass the throne to you, would you accept it?"

Without any probing, Xueye directly asked Xuexing.

The soft sound exploded in Xue Xing's ears like a thunderclap.

Inheriting the throne?

Willing or not?
Xuexing felt her mind go blank for a moment, and she stood there stunned.

(End of this chapter)