Demon Slaying, Gaining 60 Years of Cultivation From the Start Chapter 1130 - 1130 152 Yuan Qian's Fate2

1130: Chapter 152 Yuan Qian’s Fate_2 1130: Chapter 152 Yuan Qian’s Fate_2 Yan Ming’s heart trembled, as he had already anticipated what would happen when the news was announced the next morning.

With the abolishnt of hereditary succession, this ant that Yuan Qian, without having to do anything, would have beco the next King Zhenan, enjoying endless glory and riches, even if he was completely incompetent.

But now, that idea was shattered, and it was even very possible that if the current King Zhenan t with an accident, the Yuan family could decline from then on, which was unpredictable.

After all, “when the wall falls, everybody pushes,” a truth confird by history ti and again.

However, violating the laws of the Holy Brilliance Dynasty by committing violence on the streets and bribing court officials were capital offenses.

Using hereditary succession as a bargaining chip to offset the death penalty was sothing even King Zhenan could not complain about.

After all, it was Yuan Qian’s own fault to begin with.

“This Yuan Qian, this ti, has truly shot himself in the foot,” Yan Ming shook his head inwardly.

Originally, he had a high opinion of Yuan Qian, but now it seems this young man truly needed more experience.

As expected, the next day, when the incident was spread and Yan Ming announced the royal decree abolishing the hereditary succession of the title of King Zhenan, the entire court was in an uproar!

Not only that, but the entire realm was destabilized because of the news, but King Zhenan himself, knowing he was in the wrong, could only helplessly kneel down and accept the decision.

After all, as Yan Ming thought, to spare Yuan Qian’s life was already a stroke of great fortune.

This was also due to the sovereign’s consideration of King Zhenan’s ritorious services for the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, otherwise, if it were soone else, the strong-willed sovereign would have ordered Yuan Qian’s execution that very night.

…

In Saint Hua City, at the King Zhenan’s residence.

The mansion covered an extensive area and was extravagantly decorated, with shimring spiritual energy and abundant vitality, making it an exceptional place for cultivation.

At this mont, inside a grand hall of King Zhenan’s mansion, Yuan Qian sat anxiously awaiting news.

Gone was his previous night’s arrogance and conceit, indulged in debauchery; today he was on tenterhooks, with a sense of suffocation and extre panic in his heart.

Violating the laws of the Holy Brilliance Dynasty by committing violence on the streets was a capital offense, and this was well known to Yuan Qian.

What he had not expected was that Gu Chen could withstand the attack of four assassins in the early stages of the Huanxu Realm wielding spiritual treasures.

“Damn it, damn it all, it’s all Gu Bai’s fault, all because of that Gu Bai!”

Even now, Yuan Qian failed to recognize his own issues, putting all the bla on Gu Chen.

Clearly, he believed that if Gu Chen had simply agreed to Lu Xin’s demands, none of this would have happened.

“I won’t have any trouble, I won’t have any trouble…” Yuan Qian muttered to himself in the hall, “Father has rendered great service to the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, the sovereign won’t kill , he can’t possibly kill , I won’t have any trouble, at worst it will be a minor punishnt…”

He comforted himself over and over, panicking so much that even his extraordinary talent and strong power among the younger generation couldn’t dictate the outco of this matter.

He was left to his fate.

Even his father, the current King Zhenan, had no good solution.

Soon, a servant rushed in, his face ashen, looking as if he had lost his soul, hesitating several tis before he could speak.

“What’s the situation now?” Yuan Qian sprang up anxiously.

The servant’s expression was extrely ugly; he hesitated for a long while before he finally began to speak, “The sovereign has announced your punishnt, the spot to enter the ancestral lands reserved for the second young master has been given to soone nad Gu Bai, and your punishnt…

your punishnt…”

At this point, being deprived of the spot to the ancestral lands didn’t matter to Yuan Qian—it wasn’t his spot to begin with.

What he was most worried about was the punishnt for himself.

“What did the sovereign say?” he asked through gritted teeth, cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

The servant, with a face of mourning, trembled as he spoke, “His Majesty…

His Majesty…

has stripped you of the right to succeed King Zhenan!”

Boom!

As these words were uttered, they struck like thunder, leaving Yuan Qian dizzy and almost fainting on the spot.

Despite being a monstrous genius who dominated dozens or nearly a hundred realms and at the early stages of Huanxu Realm cultivation, he felt the world spinning around him.

Even hearing this news turned Yuan Qian’s face deathly pale, his body trembling uncontrollably.

This was even worse than killing him!

“Big Brother, Big Brother, my spot is gone!”

At that mont, a wailing cry rang out.

A chubby figure burst into the room, tears and snot streaming down his face as he ran toward Yuan Qian.

It was none other than King Zhenan’s second son, Yuan Qian’s own younger brother, Yuan Ru.

His place in the ancestral lands had been revoked and given to Gu Chen.

Upon learning this, Yuan Ru was inconsolable and had run back, crying and wailing.

“Big Brother, you must avenge , you must seek revenge for !” cried the overweight Yuan Ru, sobbing loudly as he spoke.

“Gu Bai…

Gu Bai, I, Yuan Qian, will never coexist with you!

I must kill you, kill you!” His eyes were bloodshot, almost spewing blood as his roar echoed throughout the entire King Zhenan’s residence.

…

While Yuan Qian’s punishnt was being decided, Yun Zishu also sought out Gu Chen at this ti to relay the events in detail.

“Thanks to Princess Xidie, otherwise, although Yuan Qian committed a grave offense, considering he is King Zhenan’s eldest son, his chances of being exempted were still high,” said Yun Zishu.

Gu Chen naturally understood this reasoning.

While it’s said that princes should be punished just like commoners for their cris, in reality, how many can truly enforce this principle?

Moreover, considering the vast power and influence of the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, and King Zhenan’s towering reputation, executing Yuan Qian would cause imnse waves, potentially throwing the entire Holy Brilliance Dynasty into turmoil.

The Sovereign of the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, naturally, would not let the dynasty fall into such a state over soone like Gu Chen.

Besides, Gu Chen himself felt no dissatisfaction, for the Sovereign’s handling of the situation seed impeccably fair.

An ancestral land entry slot was taken from King Zhenan’s residence and awarded to Gu Chen, in addition to stripping Yuan Qian of his hereditary title.

Either of these actions represented an enormous price for King Zhenan’s residence.

Especially the latter, which could be considered an unbearable pain!

After all, though King Zhenan was a towering figure with great power and longevity, he was not immortal.

In a powerhouse like the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, the offerings brought by a titled king with hereditary rights were beyond many people’s imagination.

With such a title, even if Yuan Qian were as useless as his brother, the resources that co with the King Zhenan title alone could enable him to break through to the heavenly realm and beco a weakest among the Great Powers.

Not to ntion, Yuan Qian’s talent was extraordinary, exceptional across dozens or hundreds of realms.

Such talent, combined with a hereditary title, afforded him unimaginable benefits.

“Now, if King Zhenan were to fall, and if Yuan Qian is not yet grown, the Yuan family could well decline,” sighed Yun Zishu.

The Yun family, being an ancient household in the Ling Realm, had seen everything over countless years, and such examples were not few.

“Such punishnt, honestly, Brother Gu, is even worse for Yuan Qian than death itself,” he said.

Upon hearing this, Gu Chen remained calm and said nothing more.

After all, this punishnt was ted out by the Sovereign of the Holy Brilliance Dynasty, not by Gu Chen himself.

His own form of retribution for Yuan Qian was but one word—kill!

Otherwise, Gu Chen’s heart would not be at ease.

At this point, Yun Zishu said, “By the way, Brother Gu, I assu you have no other matters today.

If possible, I’d like to take you to et soone, soone very important.”