Vol 2 Chapter 5: Divine Martial Emperor
"Is that not the case? But from my perspective, ominous signs have already appeared, natural disasters are rampant everywhere, and various forces are stirring restlessly—this is clearly the end of a dynasty." Long Yunshui appeared quite perplexed.
Was this simply a difference in perspective between dragons and humans?
Mo Wen didn't think so.
He had several theories: First, the heavens and earth had changed. Even what should be a peaceful golden age was being viewed by the seemingly impartial "Heaven" as end-of-dynasty scenery. Second, external interference. The dynasty wouldn't destroy itself, but other outside forces would overthrow it. Third, soone was truly hiding so grand sche that was nearing completion, sothing that could shatter the dynasty's foundations once successful.
In any case, it definitely wasn't because of his appearance, since he had erged much later than these end-of-dynasty signs.
Ah, right—he had forgotten to consult history.
He sent a psychic communication: "How did the previous four dynasties fall?"
Long Yunshui replied candidly: "I don't know, but it definitely wasn't my doing."
You reclusive dragon, how could you not know such things! Though Long Yunshui's straightforward denial did eliminate one wrong answer.
Before the emperor of the Chenyao Dynasty, the heaven-sent divine being coldly demanded: "Why did the four dynasties fall?"
The emperor imdiately recalled history: "The Cangming Dynasty fell due to loss of virtue. Having lost the Mystical Bird's protection through moral failure, they were overthrown by righteous rebels. The Hundred Birds Dynasty perished because of bloodline issues, overthrown when they no longer had human-like rulers. The Ancestral Spirit Dynasty collapsed from greed—the immortal emperor dug his own grave, leaving the dynasty rootless and cut off. The Qilin Imperial Court... fell by the hand of our dynasty's founding emperor."
"So that's how it was!"
"The signs of a dynasty's end all stem from military decline!"
The Dao Marshal hesitated to speak, feeling this answer was incorrect.
Due to prolonged peace, all military talents lacked proper tempering, leaving the entire dynasty without peerless fierce generals. However, the Dao Institute's power was at its peak, and the Institute was firmly controlled by the "Heavenly Stars" worshipped by the Chenyao Dynasty. Though soldiers were few, their strength could hardly be called weak.
But this answer couldn't exactly be called wrong either.
The Cangming royal family, having lost the Mystical Bird's protection, was completely slaughtered. The Hundred Birds royalty, possessing divine blood, remained incredibly noble even after the emperor's death and dynasty's collapse, with the Phoenix temporarily dormant. Though the Immortal Emperor was buried with his dynasty, rumors persisted that he revived after death to seek another opportunity. The Qilin King's lineage had even established a blood oath with the founding emperor, living in seclusion and enjoying peaceful freedom.
Before the celestial phenona changed and the heaven-sent being descended, with the Dao Marshal's protection, the Chenyao royal family... at least the emperor remained untouchable.
However, the Dao Marshal was curious what thod his wise friend could devise to strengthen military power.
"I shall abdicate today, allowing Your Excellency to assu the throne. Would that be acceptable?"
Wait, what kind of earth-shattering wisdom produced this result?!
Facing Mo Wen, the emperor calmly stated: "A million-strong army cannot compare to you alone."
"Your Excellency possesses peerless martial prowess rarely seen in this world—likely capable of seizing imperial power single-handedly, while also bearing imperial destiny. Such an extraordinary hero, I admit I cannot control. Even if Your Excellency wishes to assist , it would leave the throne vacant and disrupt the connection between heaven and humanity."
"Our Chenyao Dynasty does not constrain itself by bloodline. Imperial succession prioritizes moral character."
"Our Chenyao Dynasty does not constrain itself by bloodline. Imperial succession prioritizes moral character."
The core requirent for Chenyao Dynasty's emperor is capability.
To ensure the emperor can maintain the dynasty, they use secret arts to consolidate earth vein and popular sentint power, connect with Heavenly Stars, elevate bloodlines, and produce true "imperial heirs." Simultaneously, they use divination and imperial examinations to thoroughly search the entire dynasty for governing talents, bringing them into the royal family as adopted sons.
These imperial candidates receive great authority and compete relatively fairly, using their own thods to gain support and achieve rits. The most suitable person for the dynasty ascends the throne, while others continue exercising their talents in positions most suited to them.
These imperial candidates receive great authority and compete relatively fairly, using their own thods to gain support and achieve rits. The most suitable person for the dynasty ascends the throne, while others continue exercising their talents in positions most suitable for them.
With such emperors setting examples, all major families also appoint based on capability rather than relations.
Now, with the dynasty approaching its end, chaos is about to erupt, "Heavenly Stars" are failing to respond, and suddenly passing the throne though unconventional seems quite appropriate to the current situation in the emperor's view.
Now, with the dynasty approaching its end, chaos is about to erupt, "Heavenly Stars" are failing to respond, and suddenly passing the throne though unconventional seems quite appropriate to the current situation in the emperor's view.
Mo Wen struggled to control his facial expression: "I'm not skilled at governance."
The emperor happily responded: "Your Excellency can establish new positions to mobilize talents from across the nation."
"The so-called emperor doesn't govern the world alone, but governs court officials who then administer the world."
"Your Excellency ca for the nation's sake, bearing great righteousness, facing imperial power without selfish thoughts, with virtue flowing like water. Great virtue and righteousness, peerless martial prowess—truly our Chenyao Dynasty's fortune. This could be called 'Divine Martial Governance.'"
Long Yunshui imdiately transmitted encouragent: "What are you waiting for? The throne is being handed to you, the previous emperor is willing to serve you—accept it already."
"Don't worry, although your fate is so terrible that normally becoming emperor would imdiately destroy the nation and extinguish your lineage, you now carry infinite rit."
"Though not as good as directly overthrowing the dynasty, your peerless power will force back the end-of-dynasty montum sowhat, possibly directly renewing the nation's fortune and sparing the people from turmoil."
"Though not as good as directly overthrowing the dynasty, your peerless power will force back the end-of-dynasty montum sowhat, possibly directly renewing the nation's fortune and sparing the people from turmoil."
"Then I'll try being emperor for a while?"
"I can continue the abdication tradition with this position later, right?"
The forr emperor confird: "Certainly possible. However, the throne's weight cannot be borne by ordinary people—only the virtuous and capable can shoulder this heavy responsibility. Abdication matters must be handled with extre caution, following tradition."
Having spoken, the forr emperor lightly tapped his heart, then suddenly pulled and flung sothing outward.
Mo Wen felt sothing ethereal yet tangible connecting with him, as if heaven, earth, and human hearts were all at his service—though upon careful sensing, it seed almost illusory.
The forr emperor added: "The remaining parts can only be fully transferred to Your Majesty after the coronation ceremony is completed."
"At that ti, Your Majesty will hold heaven's mandate in your words, able to decide a clan's life or death with a sentence, and alter a region's fortune with a thought."
Long Yunshui marveled: "Wow, the end-of-dynasty fortune has changed! Your martial prowess alone has swept away most of the previously declining montum. Though so shadows remain, they're no longer threatening. There won't be celestial warnings for now—it seems the external influence part has been scared off by you."
Little Li stared dumbfounded at this almost childish imperial transfer, completely unable to comprehend it.
The Dao Marshal's expression shifted several tis before finally reluctantly accepting this outco, though he used his eyes to ask the forr emperor what he planned to do next.
The forr emperor bowed to Mo Wen: "Your Majesty, after the coronation ceremony, if you don't require to handle court affairs, I hope you'll permit to return to the Ministry of Works."
So far, no emperor had abdicated before death or deciding to retire—he would be the first, and should set an example by continuing to contribute.
Trying to escape?
Mo Wen grabbed the forr emperor: "I've never been emperor before. I request your assistance, senior."
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