Chapter 890: 890 Your Highness, it’s ti to ascend the throne [Chapter 2]
Without a doubt, the Supre Wisdom is regarded as a guardian deity by the Chongming people, but it is also revered by the Cangyuan people.
The seven ssengers, who have only acquired one percent of the Supre Wisdom’s power, are powerful enough to crush any Alpha Level Divine Bloodline. How can that not be terrifying?
The Supre Wisdom has never shown its true form, just its Dharma can awe the four directions.
No one knows its true origins or how strong it truly is. Its gender, age, and even whether it is a living being cannot be confird.
Many, including the Chongming Royal Family, speculate that the Supre Wisdom is actually a highly advanced AI, a virtual program with life.
Lancelot asked himself if he went all out, he might be able to take down one or two ssengers in the final battle, but against multiple ssengers and the Supre Wisdom, he had no chance.
But Ye Wanlan said she injured the Supre Wisdom?!
“How… how did you do it?” Lancelot clutched his hair, “Impossible, how can you be such a monster?”
Silvia was also shocked into silence. After a long ti, she murmured, “Sister YN, you’re too strong.”
Anyone else, upon hearing the na of the Supre Wisdom, would feel terror, much less face it directly.
“It was just the Dharma, not its true form.” Ye Wanlan shook her head slightly, “I don’t know how strong its true form is. Now that Chongming is closed off, I can’t gather more information about it.”
“Let be quiet… quiet.” Lancelot pressed hard against his chest, “My… my healthy body, without a heart condition, you’re going to scare into one.”
Silvia was younger than Lancelot, but she cald down first: “What does Sister YN plan to do next?”
“Since less than two months remain until the date predicted by the Cangyuan Great Priest, then—” Ye Wanlan paused, then smiled slightly, “It’s ti to dethrone Beirut.”
“No problem, I support you!” Lancelot patted his chest, “Little Xi has money, I have soldiers, isn’t this minor issue a piece of cake? You ascend the throne directly!”
“A frontal attack is unwise. To beco a king, one needs the right timing, geography, and harmony among people.” Ye Wanlan said calmly, “And timing is not as good as geography, geography is not as good as harmony among people. I still need the support of the Cangyuan people.”
She wants to ascend to that position with dignity and honor.
In her previous life, she was just a step away from touching it, so how could she give up in this life?
“This is indeed a bit difficult.” Lancelot hesitated for a mont, “Although Beirut is very cruel, on the surface, he is very rciful, and with ivis as this good luck charm, the Flanders Royal Family is still the people’s choice.”
Ye Wanlan acknowledged: “I already have a plan, and grandmother, grandmother will help us.”
“Sister YN has a plan, so I will just follow and execute it.” Silvia said, “But Beirut has been in this position for so long, and with the High Priest protecting him, Sister YN must be extra careful.”
After this, she suddenly seed to rember sothing and coldly turned to Lancelot: “Is Little Xi sothing you can call?”
“Isn’t it just a title?” Lancelot shrugged, “You can also call Xiao Lan.”
Silvia: “…”
She really wished she had never known this lunatic from beginning to end.
**
The next morning, at the Royal Palace.
King Beirut had been very anxious these days. He sent people to kidnap Ye Wanlan’s family on the land to force her to appear, but half a month had passed with no news.
The quota for entering and exiting the passage was too precious, and he didn’t want to waste them all.
But the prophesied day was getting closer every day, and he could not sleep well.
The royal and noble mbers were cautiously observing King Beirut’s expression, not daring to speak lest they provoke him.
King Beirut rubbed his temples and waved his hand: “Since there’s nothing today, then—”
“Report!” A voice rang out, and two guards ca in, kneeling on one knee, “Your Majesty, the person you wanted has been found!”
King Beirut naturally recognized these were the n he sent to the land. He frowned, “Is there sothing, talk about it later.”
But the two guards seed to ignore his words and continued, “Her Royal Highness the Princess has been brought back by us, Your Majesty can rest assured.”
As these words fell, the entire hall fell silent.
“…”
The royal and noble mbers glanced at each other, sensing sothing unusual.
“When did I ask you to bring back Her Royal Highness the Princess?” King Beirut held back his anger, “Little i is right here, what other princess?”
One of the guards was extrely puzzled, “Your Majesty, wasn’t it you who said you have a granddaughter lost outside, lost to the land, and ordered the two of us to bring her back?”
The crowd was in an uproar.
“Which granddaughter of His Majesty ended up in the Mortal World? How did she grow up?”
“Hiss… The Mortal World is very barren. Even if this princess returns, her power won’t match.”
“Could she be an imposter?”
King Beirut couldn’t believe it: “What nonsense are you talking about, are you crazy?!”
Ye Wanlan was indeed his granddaughter, but he asked them to quietly bring her back and then have him personally execute her, not to reveal the matter publicly.
More importantly, he never disclosed this secret to these two, how did they know?
It was impossible for King Beirut to think further, as a tall figure already appeared at the entrance of the hall.
She was bare-faced, dressed very simply, forming a stark contrast with the royal and noble mbers in the hall.
Yet her face was so stunning, even without a touch of makeup, it already overshadowed the sun and the moon.
Her aura surpassed her features, and just those few steps she took made the people around feel a kind of grandeur vast as the ocean.
The royal and noble mbers on both sides stepped back unanimously.
Ye Wanlan did not disguise herself, with her pure Eastern face and a pair of blue eyes.
Even if King Beirut had seen her photo, upon seeing her in person, he was still speechless.
These eyes really looked so much like his late wife.
Their appearances didn’t resemble much, but seeing those eyes inexplicably reminded him of the forr queen Beitang Xinyi.
Many old ministers among the royal and noble mbers who had seen the forr queen were also speechless for a long ti.
After recovering, King Beirut was already drenched in cold sweat.
“Impertinent!” He was furious, “Where did this wild girl co from, daring to impersonate the Royal Family bloodline here! Drag her out and execute her on the spot!”
At this mont, a cold voice fell: “I see who dares!”
Outside the hall, the forr queen, whom everyone thought was dead, ca pacing in.
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