MTLNOVEL Chapter 347: Holy Emperor of Junyan
Chapter 347: Holy Emperor of Junyan
Jun Yunshang looked at the man she deeply loved, her smile tinged with sorrow as she said, “You can kill me or dismember me as you wish.”
“After all, I’m no longer of any use to you, am I?”
Her heart was filled with unbearable pain because she had caused the downfall of Junlin City and the death of her own father, the Emperor.
Even though her father had been a broad-minded and magnanimous man, Jun Yunshang couldn’t shake off the guilt that weighed on her mind. She felt responsible for the tragedy and was consumed with self-reproach.
All she could hope for now was that the man in front of her would show no mercy and end her life with a single sword strike, giving her a swift and painless death and allowing her to atone for her guilt.
Luo Xue’s expression was complex as she walked over to Jun Yunshang and said in a cold tone, “Stand up!”
Jun Yunshang stood up mechanically, her eyes blank and unresponsive, like a puppet without a soul.
Luo Xue held out the Flame Emperor’s Sword, presented it to Jun Yunshang, and said in a solemn voice, “From now on, you will be the Holy Emperor of Junyan!”
Since she had already changed the course of history by killing Jun Lingtian, she might as well go one step further.
Having promised to protect the Junyan Empire, Luo Xue hoped that the empire would remain stable and peaceful, with its people living in happiness and contentment.
For Luo Xue, a stable Junyan Empire where the people could live without worries was preferable.
Jun Chengye, on the other hand, was too indecisive and had an air of superiority that Luo Xue didn’t appreciate, so she had dismissed him outright.
Jun Fengya was ambitious and eager to expand the empire’s borders, which would inevitably lead to wars and conquests. As a member of the righteous path, Luo Xue couldn’t possibly engage in endless battles and wars on behalf of the Junyan Empire.
Luo Xue had observed Jun Yunshang’s character during their journey together and knew that she was soft-hearted and kind.
If Jun Yunshang became the emperor, the people of Junyan would probably live in peace and prosperity, and the empire would have a chance to recover and grow.
The onlookers were stunned, their eyes fixed on the scene in shock and disbelief, unable to process what was happening.
The Holy Emperor of Junyan?
The little princess?
Jun Chengye jumped to his feet, losing his composure, and exclaimed, “How can this be?”
Even if it was Jun Fengya, he wouldn’t have reacted so strongly.
But Jun Yunshang? What qualifications did she have?
“She’s just a decoration, is she worthy?”
Her expression turned cold as she replied, “She’s one of the three candidates for the throne, doesn’t she have the qualifications?”
The crowd was instantly stunned, and some people remembered that Young Master Ye seemed to have a liking for Princess Yunshang.
Could it be that he wanted to marry her and control her from behind the scenes?
When they thought about it, many people felt that they had guessed the truth, and they didn’t mind too much.
As long as they could stabilize the Saint of the Great Ascension Realm, it didn’t matter if he controlled them from behind the scenes or not.
“I obey the Saint’s decree,” Zhao Ban said, being the first to pay his respects, “I greet the new Holy Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor for ten thousand years!”
More and more people knelt down and shouted “Long Live the Emperor” in unison, their voices like a tsunami.
Jun Fengya sighed in disappointment, thinking that it would have been better if she had been chosen instead.
She also knelt down and said, “I have met the new Holy Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor for ten thousand years!”
Jun Chengye looked at the increasing number of people kneeling, and stood alone until he was pulled down by Ding Fuxia.
Realizing that the situation was beyond his control, he reluctantly knelt down and said, “I have met the new Holy Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor, long live the Emperor for ten thousand years!”
At least his little sister was not as difficult to deal with as his ninth sister, and he still had a chance.
Now that everyone had knelt down to pay their respects, Luo Xue and Jun Yunshang stood out in the crowd.
Jun Yunshang looked at Luo Xue in confusion and asked, “What are you doing?”
Was he trying to make up for his past mistakes?
Or did he think that Jun Yunshang was easy to control?
Luo Xue’s voice was deep and calm as she said, “I have my own reasons, just take it.”
Jun Yunshang looked at her steadily and slowly reached out to take the Flame Emperor Sword.
As she took the sword, the Golden Dragon of Destiny let out a roar, leaving Jun Lingtian’s body and wrapping itself around Jun Yunshang.
Her aura became stronger and a sense of majesty appeared around her, as if the entire Imperial Palace was connected to her.
For now, it was just an initial recognition, and a coronation ceremony was still needed to officially establish her position and pay respect to heaven and the previous emperors.
Only then could she fully merge with the throne.
Jun Yunshang looked at Luo Xue with a stubborn expression, refusing to show any weakness.
“If you think I’m easy to control, you’re wrong,” she said.
Luo Xue calmly replied, “That’s my business. Find me a place to cultivate in seclusion, I need to recover from my injuries.”
Jun Yunshang said in a low voice, “There’s a place in the palace called the Red Wutong Garden, it’s my residence. There’s a Wutong Tree there, and it is easy to recognize. You can stay there for now.”
Luo Xue’s divine consciousness swept through the area, and she transformed into a stream of light that flew toward the Red Wutong Garden.
Some officials wanted to speak up, pointing out that it was inappropriate for a man to stay in the inner palace, which was reserved for the emperor’s consorts.
But they thought better of it, considering that Luo Xue had already killed the ruler of Junyan, what was sleeping with a few consorts compared to that?
After Luo Xue left, the remaining people stood in stunned silence, looking at the little princess who had suddenly become the Empress of Junyan.
Before today, they had thought of every possible scenario, but none of them had expected Jun Yunshang to become the empress.
This kind of thing, you probably wouldn’t even dream of it, right?
After Luo Xue left, Jun Yunshang seemed to have lost all her strength, and she crouched down and stared at Jun Lingtian’s corpse, tears streaming down her face.
“Father…”
Jun Aoshi looked at Jun Lingtian’s corpse, his eyes filled with a mixture of emotions, from sadness to joy.
Finally, he composed himself and spoke to Jun Yunshang, “Yunshang, Your Majesty, please restrain your grief. The emperor has passed away, and we should focus on dealing with the aftermath and making arrangements for the future.”
Jun Yunshang looked at him blankly, “Uncle, what should I do?”
Jun Aoshi thought for a moment before answering, “First, we should collect the Emperor’s body and follow the traditional rituals to ensure his proper burial. Then we should gather the officials to discuss and decide on a course of action.”
Jun Yunshang nodded, “I will follow your advice, uncle.”
A short time later, Jun Yunshang sat in a makeshift seat next to the throne and watched as the officials argued and debated below her.
Her coronation ceremony had not yet taken place, and she could not sit on the throne.
Looking at her, who was silent and grief-stricken, many officials felt a sense of helplessness.
How could they support such an empress?
“Why don’t you just take it back?”
Jun Chengye looked at Jun Yunshang, who was lost in thought, and a hint of jealousy and resentment flashed in his eyes.
“You are not worthy of this position, little sister! This throne is not for you to sit on!”
Meanwhile, in the Northern Abyss, in the Heavenly Fiend Palace…
On the massive Dutian Peak, a perpetual mist of dark fog and surging blood energy enveloped the area.
This was the place where one of the Nine Heavenly Sages, the Heavenly Fiend Sage, was in seclusion, and none of the disciples of the Heavenly Fiend Palace dared to approach it.
Inside the peak, a huge blood pool was filled with the corpses of countless giant demonic beasts, and blood bubbles were constantly rising to the surface.
At that moment, a starlight descended from the sky, illuminating the blood pool and ignoring the dark rocks.
The starlight gradually merged into a slender figure bathed in starlight, and a melodious female voice spoke.
“Pavilion of the Immortals’ Yiyun requests an audience with the Heavenly Fiend Sage. Please, Sage, reveal yourself!”
The pool of blood churned and bubbled, and soon a muscular, shirtless man emerged from the pool, lying flat on its surface.
The man’s body was covered in cracks, like shattered porcelain, making him look quite intimidating.
He slowly opened his eyes and said in a deep voice, “A person from the Pavilion of Immortals? What brings you to seek out this sage?”