Chapter 56 Tiandou changes owner
The light of dawn fell, illuminating the white palace with brilliant light.

Outside the Imperial Palace, countless soldiers and soul masters knelt on the ground.

Today, the royal family of Tiandou Empire lost its two most important men. The two emperor brothers Xue Ye and Xue Xing died one after another.

Under the witness of hundreds of officials, an old and respected minister took out the box from where the will was kept.

He walked to the front of the hall and opened the parchment. Although the handwriting was very new, he could smell the ink evaporating and drying.

But the old minister who had been bribed long ago began to read out without hesitation the last words left by Emperor Xue Ye.

No one doubted the authenticity of this thing. After all, as the only living prince in the royal family with the right of inheritance, there was no need to forge it.

"Brother!" A young girl cried and shouted, pushing away the crowd and rushing towards Qian Renxue who was standing with her hands behind her back.

No one stopped her because her name was Xue Ke, and she was the princess of the Tiandou Empire and the sister of Crown Prince Xue Qinghe.

She threw herself into Qian Renxue's arms like a swallow returning to its nest.

Qian Renxue gently patted the sobbing girl's smooth back and comforted her.

"Don't cry, I'm here. You are our Tiandou princess, look at your tearful face, you should be elegant, this is what our royal family should look like."

Xue Ke choked up and said, "Yes, brother."

The two of them seemed as harmonious as siblings, and all the officials looked at them with satisfaction.

However, Feng Xuan in the corner understood that these two should be called sisters.

After a moment, Xue Ke stepped aside with red eyes and elegantly folded her hands on her lower abdomen.

Qian Renxue took two steps forward, using her soul power to amplify her voice, and spoke loudly.

"Today, I, Xue Qinghe, shall take the throne according to my father's last wish. Do you have any objections?"

"no!"

"Long live Emperor Xue Qinghe!"

I don't know who started it, but one after another officials and soldiers and soul masters followed suit and shouted.

Enjoying the feeling of being admired by the people, Qian Renxue smiled, narrowed her eyes, and opened her arms to welcome the falling light, which was as dazzling as the rising sun.

According to the rules of the Tiandou royal family, the state funeral ceremony took seven days to hold.

During the final burial ceremony, all distinguished guests were present to pay their respects.

Ning Fengzhi frowned, feeling something was very wrong.

Xue Ye was apparently in very good health when we met some time ago. How could he suddenly pass away in just a few days?

And he also took Prince Xuexing with him.

"No, how can it be so fair that all the rivals for the throne are dead?"

"What a coincidence." He murmured and turned to look at his disciple Xue Qinghe.

The other person's face showed no emotion or joy, and he was like a statue, kneeling quietly in front of the coffin.

Ning Fengzhi felt that this behavior was not like the style of his disciples, but he was the only immediate beneficiary after all, so he had to doubt it.

Looking back at history over the years, there are many cases of people killing their fathers for status.

He is a thoughtful and careful person, so it may not be impossible.

When the ceremony was over, Qian Renxue began the coronation ceremony, and his teacher Ning Fengzhi personally took the crown and scepter and handed them to him.

After putting everything on, she looked serious and shouted solemnly.

"I, Xue Qinghe, will spend the rest of my life making my Tiandou Empire invincible in the world!"

"Let's encourage each other!"

Countless people guarded the young man as he walked toward the throne, and he walked slowly and steadily across the red carpet.

When she arrived at her seat, Qian Renxue's eyes looked a little dazed.

After so many years, he has become the Lord of Tiandou. It doesn't seem real.

Thinking about the process carefully, it is surprisingly easy~
She turned around, facing the countless ministers and guests, and sat down with a smile. With the final step, the Tiandou Empire officially changed its owner.

Next day -
Qian Renxue summoned Ning Fengzhi.

"Why did Qinghe summon me now? Are you trying to give me a promotion?"

Ning Fengzhi looked sideways at Sword Douluo Chen Xin behind him and spoke jokingly.

"Otherwise, you are the teacher of the current emperor, so it's not surprising that you are given any official title."

"Then I'll go in by myself."

Out of trust in his disciple, he left Jian Douluo outside the hall and walked into the Imperial Palace alone.

What caught my eye was Qian Renxue sitting casually on a wooden chair.

He bowed respectfully and said, "Your Majesty."

Qian Renxue waved her hand to indicate that it was not necessary, "Teacher, you are too polite. Why didn't you bring Jian Douluo with you?"

"This is for your safety, Your Majesty."

The two of them feigned politeness for a while, neither of them wanting to get to the point.

Qian Renxue took the lead and said, "Teacher, with your wisdom, I think it shouldn't be difficult for you to guess why I came to you, right?"

"It's nothing more than choosing sides. Don't worry, my Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect will firmly stand behind you."

"It seems you know something about my father."

"What does it matter if you know? They are already dead."

"Oh, teacher, you really are worthy of being a businessman." She laughed softly.

Ning Fengzhi is very pure in this respect. As long as the benefits are sufficient, he doesn't care who he cooperates with.

If Xue Ye was here before, then stand behind him.

Is the purpose of accepting me as a disciple really because of Xue Ye’s request?
No, this is for the benefit of the future. With the death of two favorable competitors, my identity is the best use and can also be used to express my stance.

"Compared to his death, what I care more about is how you, Your Highness, got past Poison Douluo. If I remember correctly, Qinghe, there shouldn't be any Titled Douluo around you, right?"

"It's just a cheap trick. He was in need of a soul bone, so I gave him a 50,000-year-old one to keep him out of the way. It's that simple."

"Qinghe, you really bleed a lot." Ning Fengzhi couldn't help but smack his lips.

You are really willing to give up a fifty thousand year old soul bone.

If it were thrown into the market, it would be enough to cause a war between the two countries.

If you give it to me, I can send Uncle Jian to help you. It’s easy for him to defeat Dugu Bo.

"It's okay. Actually, the purpose of inviting you here is to introduce a friend to me. I wonder if you can do me the honor of meeting him?"

"Who?" Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly. Who could be recommended to him by Xue Qinghe, who had become an emperor?

"You'll know when you meet him. He said he saw the Bone Douluo next to you some time ago."

Hearing the voice, Ning Fengzhi's face changed instantly, and he turned around without hesitation and ran towards the door.

Uncle Gu came out once during this period and met the legendary worshiper. This guy actually saw him before, so he must be from the Spirit Hall.

I'm afraid it was those people who forced Dugu Bo to retreat.

"Master Ning, I recommend that you don't move." The young man's playful voice sounded.

A young man with a long ice crystal arrow in his hand walked out. The ice crystal arrow was in front of him in an instant, pointing quietly at his forehead.

A bone-chilling chill spread throughout his body, and Ning Fengzhi didn't dare to move at all.

Chen Xin, who was outside the door, also rushed into the palace after hearing it, but was stopped by Qingluan before he could go forward.

Ning Fengzhi forced a smile and said, "I didn't expect that Qinghe, you would actually cooperate with the Spirit Hall!"

"It's just a little trick. It's far inferior to you, teacher."

(End of this chapter)