Douluo: The Holy Radiance of the Dragon King

Chapter 340 The Emperor's Abdication is in Progress, Junior Sister's Thoughts, Is This Arrangement Good?

"Senior brother, I heard that the Federation has drafted a letter of surrender to the Star Luo Empire's royal family. Would you like to take a look?"

Under the clear night sky, two young figures leaned against a telescope, observing the celestial phenomena and star colors. The girl's voice, as melodious as a nightingale's song, spoke to the young man beside her.

The young man, dressed in black, exuded a profound and mysterious aura. A subtle smile played on his lips as he said, "I've read it. The writing is excellent; however, the content is meaningless. It's more like a collection of empty rhetoric. Phrases like 'warning the Tang Clan against colluding with the evil Holy Spirit Cult' and 'actively severing ties to ensure national security' abound, are everywhere. But that's simply impossible."

Unlike the Tang Sect, which was constrained by the Spirit Pagoda and the War God Hall in the Douluo Continent, the Tang Sect held a status equivalent to a state religion in the Star Luo Empire.

Almost everyone in the Star Luo Empire knows that the Tang Sect manages all the soul tool businesses on the Star Luo Continent, including both civilian and military products. Therefore, they hold the Tang Sect in high esteem and regard it as the guardian deity protecting the Star Luo Empire.

The Star Luo royal family and many old nobles are heavily dependent on the Tang Sect and value maintaining their relationship through arms deals. They are extremely supportive of the Tang Sect, and even the common people share this sentiment, genuinely supporting the Tang Sect from the bottom of their hearts.

Therefore, Feng Zaixing had no intention of sowing discord between the two. Perhaps in the eyes of many in the Star Luo Empire, even if the Tang Sect and the Holy Spirit Cult cooperated, it would be irrelevant as long as they attacked the Federation.

They were eager for the Federation Navy to sink completely, because that would prove that the Star Luo Empire could also face the Federation Navy without fear thanks to Tang Sect technology.

Na'er smiled gently, and a few strands of silver hair that had been covering her earlobes brushed against her cheeks, revealing her beautiful and delicate face. She said, "It seems that you are very confident, Senior Brother. It's rare that you've taken the time to come with me to see the stars."

"Does Senior Brother think that he already has a way to deal with those people from the Star Luo Empire? Or does Senior Brother think that he can suppress them all by himself?"

Feng Zaixing smiled and said, "Now that we have the answer, why ask again? If it weren't for the fact that I alone cannot control the entire Star Luo Empire, the Federal Navy would also need a victory to avenge its defeat. Dealing with them is no big deal at all."

"I'm afraid it's not that simple, is it?"

Na'er's eyebrows curved into a smile, her pupils reflecting a strikingly handsome face. She said, "Why do I feel that Senior Brother is waiting for the Star Luo Empire to react, waiting for all the opponents like the Holy Spirit Sect and the Tang Sect to gather together, so that he can wipe them all out at once?"

Feng Zaixing smiled but remained silent.

Seeing this, Na'er knew she had at least guessed part of it correctly, and said happily, "Not only does Senior Brother have his own plans, but I also have some important news. Are you interested, Senior Brother?"

"Oh? What did Di Tian and the others discover in the Star Luo Empire?"

Feng Zaixing glanced sideways. A year ago, during the Demon Plane War, Di Tian had appeared, leading the experts of the Star Dou Ferocious Beast Group to charge into the demon army.

Afterwards, he left his people behind to survey the relocation environment. He was quite optimistic about the prospects of the Demon Realm, and thus reached an agreement with Feng Zaixing.

For a deeper level of cooperation, she agreed to help him with some "small things".

Such as spying on top-secret information from the Star Luo Empire and the Holy Spirit Cult.

"This matter is important, but it also seems unimportant."

Na'er racked her brains but couldn't come up with a more fitting answer. She felt that these things were too complicated and far less wonderful than the stars in the sky and the person in front of her.

"How could such a strange thing happen in the world?" Feng Zaixing smiled, looking at Na'er with doting eyes.

"Perhaps it was because that emperor didn't want to be the ruler of a fallen kingdom."

Na'er chuckled, leaned close to Feng Zaixing's ear, and whispered, "Di Tian monitored the palace and discovered that Dai Tianling secretly summoned four important officials to discuss choosing an auspicious day for the enthronement ceremony and passing the throne to the crown prince ahead of schedule. He wants to become the retired emperor."

Upon hearing this, Feng Zaixing twitched his noodles.

When a country is about to perish, even the emperor is afraid. Could it be that the Dai family is also going to produce a pair of ancestral spirits and relatives similar to those of the Song Dynasty?

"Even when the country is on the verge of collapse, they still want their son to take the blame. What a display of royal fatherly love and filial piety!"

Feng Zaixing sighed in this way.

"Hehe, who can disagree? I was quite surprised when I received this news from Di Tian."

Na'er's face turned serious, and she agreed wholeheartedly. She then continued, "In addition, Dai Yun'er submitted an application to our academy to study as an exchange student, and the dean has already approved it. It's quite obvious, senior brother, that the Dai family is going to cower like cowards."

"Isn't this a good thing? After all, I'm not some warmonger. It's best to solve problems through peaceful means."

Feng Zaixing pondered these two matters. Dai Tianling made arrangements for his children, appearing as if he were entrusting his affairs to the Federation. This was probably an unspoken sign of weakness, a plea for the Federation to spare the lives of his descendants.

"It must have been tough for you. You were a wise ruler, but you were born at the wrong time."

Shaking his head slightly, Feng Zaixing sentenced this Xingluo Emperor, who was probably the last of the second generation, to a political death sentence.

Dignity is always earned with a sword, and strength is the only true measure of success. If reason is not in one's hands, no matter how clever one is, there is no chance.

In this situation, all the emperor can think about is how to exit the stage.

The thought of "whether this is a trap" did flash through Feng Zaixing's mind, but he dismissed it in an instant.

Firstly, there are no powerful figures in the Star Luo Imperial Palace who can trick Di Tianxia. Secondly, even if there is a trap, so what?

Last time, he easily drove away Cao Dezhi, suppressing the three quasi-gods Shi and Tang, who dared not make any rash moves. Dai Tianling, being a smart person with insight, would know how to choose.

It's just a pity for Dai Yueyan, who is now in such a miserable state. Back then, he had his companions taken hostage by himself at the Ice and Fire Yin-Yang Well. Before he could even settle into his position as Crown Prince, his father couldn't wait to give him more responsibilities.

Normally, Dai Yueyan, or any crown prince, would be overjoyed to accept the position, even knowing that it would be fraught with danger, just to experience what it's like to be emperor; but now that the Star Luo Empire is on the verge of collapse, Dai Yueyan's feelings are hard to fathom.

"Hey, senior, what are you thinking about? You're daydreaming again."

Two delicate hands waved before him. Feng Zaixing looked down and saw Na'er's slightly puffed-out cheeks. He couldn't help but smile gently: "I thought of something interesting. It's nothing."

"Ugh~ You're always like this, always keeping people in suspense, but never quite satisfied, leaving them itching with curiosity."

Na'er rolled her eyes at him silently, her words dripping with sarcasm.

Feng Zaixing felt that his junior sister was using this as an excuse to criticize him indirectly, so he straightened his expression and pointed to the night sky, saying, "Today is a good day for moon viewing. Na'er, your bloodline is a pure Silver Dragon lineage, which can absorb the power of the moon to improve your cultivation. Do you still remember what you looked like when your martial soul first awakened?"

Na'er gently pursed her lips, gazing at the moon, her eyes gradually becoming hazy: "Of course I remember, how could I not remember? We were both young then, we grew up together since we were little, I remember you were very happy that I could cultivate."

After thinking for a moment, Na'er wrinkled her nose slightly and said, "However, if possible, I actually don't want to awaken on that day. A few days earlier or later would be better—"

Feng Zaixing's eyes suddenly flashed: "Because the next day, when we went to the Spirit Pagoda, we met a lot of people?"

"Um."

Na'er responded softly, lowering her beautiful, delicate cheeks, and said, "Sister Yu is cold and aloof to others, and has a proud and assertive personality, but she is different to you and me. I like her very much, but now I am also a little annoyed, and sometimes I don't even want to see her."

"Senior brother, why is love such a complicated thing?"

Feng Zaixing frowned and listened quietly to Na'er's story.

"That year we had no worries, but then, I was taken away by Di Tian and didn't return until two years later; I was no longer a naive child who would only hide behind you and the teachers, and you were stronger than before, already famous throughout the continent."

Na'er sighed softly, tilted her head, and said in a low voice, "The One Heart Society that we founded together also grew stronger at that time. It was originally called the Six Star Society. Gradually, more and more people joined, but the people were still the same as before. It's really good that we didn't fall apart. But as we grew up, we all had our own things and our own worlds."

Feng Zaixing glanced at the night sky, then fixed his gaze on Na'er's shimmering purple eyes, and said slowly, "At our level, spatial distance is no longer so great. It's just that the journey of our minds may be different, perhaps closer, or perhaps farther."

"yes."

Na'er smiled sweetly, opened her fair arms, stepped forward, and hugged Feng Zaixing, her expression gradually hardening.

"But the path in my heart has never been closed to you, senior brother, and I've never wanted to distance myself from you. What about you, senior brother?"

"You've made arrangements for so many things, and you remain calm no matter what happens; but what about me? How are you going to arrange things for me?"

Feng Zaixing hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Na'er, have you—made up your mind?"

Na'er remained silent, simply staring quietly at the young man before her with her amethyst-like eyes, the reflection in her pupils becoming increasingly clear.

"Then————"

Feng Zaixing gently exerted force with his shoulders, shaking off Na'er's arms that were embracing him.

Na'er's face suddenly paled, her eyes widening in surprise. Could it be that even her childhood sweetheart couldn't defeat the newcomer?

But then I saw this.

The young man gently raised his familiar hand, then turned and grasped the hand that had held a gun for years, bringing it to his chest.

The girl was stunned for a moment, not understanding what the other person wanted to do.

Feng Zaixing smiled gently, lowered his head slightly, and controlled his height to decrease. He lightly touched the corner of his lips downwards, leaving a mark on the girl's luscious red lips.

"Is this arrangement acceptable?" Feng Zaixing finished his sentence.

Na'er's face flushed crimson, and she instinctively tried to fall backward, causing ripples to appear in the space around her.

But they couldn't escape.

My hands became "hostages," constantly being held captive.

"Well, actually I was going to correct you earlier. Junior sister, you seem bold and meticulous all these years, but you've always been a little shy. But there's no need for us to be like this."

Feng Zaixing said with a smile, and then with a little force, he completely pulled the silver-haired, purple-eyed girl into his arms.

The bright moon is adorned with stars, white hair hangs like a waterfall, two shadows flicker, the reflection is like a painting.

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