Eastern: I love doing good things-Chapter 210 - 211 : Martial Saint position

"Truly, the more daring a person is, the greater the rewards." Qin Hai held his old face and laughed foolishly: "I've been following Lord Fang for such a long time, so I guess I can be considered as having contributed to his rise, right?"

Lin Jing also showed a joyful expression. Whether Fang Yuan was the emperor or not didn't matter much to her; as long as she knew he was safe, that was the best news for her.

"Heh, the Yanwen Emperor is dead, and my youth is over..." Marquis Chongwu sighed deeply, feeling a mixture of excitement and a hint of melancholy.

He had been controlled by the Yanwen Emperor for most of his life, always harboring thoughts of rebellion and regicide. However, his cultivation was suppressed, and all his carefully laid long-term plans were easily thwarted by the emperor, leaving him to become a pawn in the emperor's hand.

And now, his disciple had so easily helped him achieve his lifelong wish, without any complex long-term plans or elaborate schemes.

It was all so simple—charging straight into the imperial city and killing the Yanwen Emperor in a rough, straightforward manner.

This not only gave Chongwu Marquis a sense of absurdity and unreality.

Why wasn't Fang Yuan controlled by spiritual energy?

A question popped up in his heart, but he soon smiled and let it go. It no longer mattered. The young man was full of mysteries. One more mystery didn't seem to matter.

What he knew was that the Yan country under Fang Yuan's rule would definitely be much brighter than before.

...

Meanwhile, in the South Town Protector's Office in the capital, the largest meeting hall had fifteen prominent figures, all wearing dark armor, sitting face-to-face.

They were the commanders of the various provinces of the Yan Kingdom.

The Yan Kingdom had seventeen provinces, so there were naturally seventeen commanders. However, since Jiang Tao had gone to Jianghai Province and the commander of Hanhai Province had died in battle, only fifteen of them had arrived.

The commander of Xining Province, an elderly man with graying hair, blew his beard and glared: "You've called me here for a meeting, and the first thing you tell me is that the emperor is dead, and the Yan Kingdom has a new emperor? This is not even a joke!"

Upon hearing this, more commanders echoed:

"That Fang Yuan you're talking about, I've never even heard of him. Who does he think he is, acting all high and mighty?"

"This is ridiculous! I've carried the banner of the Ji family for eighty years, and now you want me to listen to some young boy talk about changing the dynasty? Absurd!!"

Though demons ran rampant within the Yan Kingdom and the situation was chaotic, not all provinces were suffering as much as Yongnan and Jingchuan.

The newly arrived seven commanders governed relatively peaceful provinces where demons did not stir trouble. As such, they had never heard of Fang Yuan.

This sudden and inexplicable news had taken them by surprise. They were living their lives as commanders, and now, suddenly, everything was changing.

"Why should we listen to this?" Zhong Chunhua snorted: "The emperor's strength is unrivaled under heaven. Now, with enemy nations surrounding us, only the emperor can lead us to victory."

"And so what?"

Xiao Jun sneered: "The Yan Kingdom has always been the Ji family's, and Fang Yuan's act of regicide and rebellion makes him a traitor. And you, as commanders, actually support him!"

He slapped the table, stood up, and bowed to Ji Tianqi, who was sitting in the main seat: "I say, the Ji family's rule should not end here. Your Highness, the Crown Prince, we are willing to support you as the new emperor!"

When Ji Tianqi heard this, he immediately trembled and stood up, angrily rebuking: "Scram! The new dynasty has just been established; how can there be a Crown Prince now?!"

"If any of you dare question the legitimacy of the emperor, the Protector's Office will punish you severely for treason, and we will uphold the integrity of the court!"

Crazy! He had barely managed to keep his life, and now these people were trying to push him into the fire!

Xiao Jun was stunned by this sudden rebuke, unable to process what had just happened. What was going on? How had he become the one suspected of treason?

The others were about to fight to the death for the emperor, so why had the emperor already yielded?

"The entire Protector's Office is in chaos, making all this noise. What's the point?"

At that moment, a deep and powerful voice suddenly sounded, overpowering the noise of the commanders.

Everyone turned to look, and saw the man walking in with a steady pace and powerful presence—It was the Great Master of the Yan Kingdom, Lin Lie.

"Master Lin..."

Seeing Lin Lie arrive, all the commanders respectfully stood up and cupped their fists in greeting. frёeωebɳovel.com

Lin Lie slightly waved his hand. His face was pale as paper, showing signs of illness, clearly still recovering from heavy injuries. Despite this, he had forced himself to come to the capital.

"Master Lin, it's great that you're here!" Xiao Jun's face lit up with joy as if he had found a life-saving straw: "This matter today, we need you to make the final decision!"

Lin Lie didn't acknowledge Xiao Jun and slowly spoke: "The Fang Yuan you mentioned, I've never met him."

"But I know that it was this Fang Yuan who stepped forward and recaptured Hanhai Province, which I had lost in battle."

"He killed the invaders and avenged the soldiers of Hanhai Province. With just that, I have no objections to him being emperor."

"As for you all..." Lin Lie's gaze swept over Xiao Jun and the others, his tone cold and stern, "If any of you dare harbor thoughts of rebellion, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Hearing these words, Xiao Jun and the others froze. Only then did they realize how highly esteemed Fang Yuan already was...

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In the heart of the imperial city, Fang Yuan sat cross-legged amid a pile of ruins. Around him, three extraordinary treasures, each embodying the ultimate principles of heaven and earth, slowly floated and circled, emitting dazzling light.

Before beginning his cultivation, Fang Yuan first learned several concealment formations to hide any spiritual disturbances caused by his cultivation.

After all, he was in the capital and no longer needed to bait people into making mistakes. To avoid unnecessary trouble, it was best to minimize any commotion.

At this moment, the "Book of Goodness" in Fang Yuan's mind was wildly writing:

"You, ever so eager, made a bold and unprecedented decision in order to speed up your cultivation progress—simultaneously cultivating three Daoist body techniques!"

"If any other grandmaster tried this, they'd be labeled a fool, but with your awakened 'Fourth Calamity,' all we can say is: impressive!"

Tsk, the Book of Goodness is certainly becoming more and more like a person.

Indeed, Fang Yuan was attempting to cultivate three Daoist body techniques at once. He had already mastered the Gold and Wood techniques, and now he was cultivating Water: the "Sea of Illusions," Fire: the "Golden Crow Blazing Sky," and Earth: the "Solid Earth Root Technique."

Fang Yuan planned to complete all five elements before moving forward.

The Book of Goodness continued writing fluidly:

"Just as you were fully immersed in your cultivation, you suddenly felt your mind open, as if a mysterious force had unlocked a hidden passage, and a feeling of profound insight surged within you. The grand principles of the Dao unfolded like a dazzling light in your mind."

This was the moment: "By merging wind, thunder, yin, yang, and the five elements, you will forge the path to the Martial Saint position!"

This phrase not only appeared in the Book of Goodness, but it also imprinted itself deeply into Fang Yuan's mind.

It felt like when solving a complex math problem, suddenly a moment of inspiration hits and the solution becomes clear.