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Chapter 206: Seizing the Throne (Part One)
In a situation where Ye Huan could easily kill Durei IV in the blink of an eye, Durei IV still chose to rebel right under Ye Huan's nose. This could only mean he was either a fool or had some kind of backing. From Ye Huan's understanding, it was clear that Durei IV belonged to the latter category and must have some hidden cards that Ye Huan was unaware of. But what could those hidden cards be?
With numerous questions swirling in his mind, Ye Huan asked Zhao Ziyu for detailed information about the current strength of the Capital of Huaxia. The results were shocking; he learned that within the Huaxia Imperial Capital, Durei IV had somehow gathered dozens of Ninth-Level Practitioners, and there were countless Eighth-Level and Seventh-Level Practitioners. Even the army had grown to a terrifying number of one hundred fifty thousand.
“How did Durei IV accomplish this in such a short time?”
Confused and astonished, after the initial shock wore off, Ye Huan couldn't help but mutter to himself. Zhao Ziyu overheard him and explained, “As far as I know, many Professionals in the Huaxia Imperial Capital were recruited by Durei IV using the scarce gold and silver resources of Huaxia…”
“Is that so…”
Nodding to indicate he understood, Ye Huan compared their strengths and sadly realized that aside from Yang Guangyao and Lo Shaobin, he couldn't find anyone else on his side for help. After all, he had changed his appearance. Even if he returned to Tianyue City, the members of Dragon Hall would likely not believe that White Impermanence was actually Ye Huan.
Thinking it over, Ye Huan quickly made a decision: he would rely on himself to thwart Durei IV's conspiracy!
While it sounded simple, doing it alone would be incredibly difficult. Thus, Ye Huan looked at Zhao Ziyu with deep affection and asked her, “Zhao Ziyu, are you willing to help me take back the capital from Durei IV?”
“The capital? No need! As long as I’m with you, I’m already satisfied.”
To Ye Huan's surprise, Zhao Ziyu seemed to have given up on the throne long ago. She said this while tightly embracing Ye Huan, clearly expressing her true feelings. This left Ye Huan in a dilemma because in his view, if they wanted to reclaim the capital from Durei IV without Zhao Ziyu's assistance, it would be utterly unrealistic. After all, in this piece of land called Huaxia, no matter how others schemed, one undeniable fact remained: Zhao Ziyu was the rightful heir to the Huaxia Nation. Without her approval, even if they obtained the throne of Huaxia Nation, they would likely not gain the recognition of its people. If this weren't the case, why would Durei IV go to such lengths to force Zhao Ziyu into a Martial Arts Competition for Marriage? Wasn't it all about pushing her to abdicate?
Considering all this, Ye Huan decided not to hide anything from Zhao Ziyu and directly expressed his thoughts: “Zhao Ziyu, listen to me. Whether or not we take back the capital is secondary; after all, Huaxia Nation was established by your father. Can you really bear to hand it over to Durei IV?”
“What? Are you interested in the throne too? If you like it, I can help you…”
Wiping away her tears and breaking into a smile, Zhao Ziyu's face transformed from sorrowful to radiant in an instant. Her bright smile revealed her pearly white teeth, leaving Ye Huan feeling quite embarrassed.
Yes, Ye Huan once had the impulse to become the first person in Huaxia, but after a conversation with Wang Pengfei, that thought was long gone. He clearly understood that he was just a lucky Professional. Being a local lord might allow him some freedom, but to be an emperor, he really did not have the capability.
Unsure of how to speak to Zhao Ziyu, Ye Huan hesitated for a moment before choosing to downplay the topic. "Alright, let's not talk about the throne for now. You promised to help me, so here's what we can do: since Durei IV wants the throne, we can give it to him..." He gradually revealed his thoughts to Zhao Ziyu and added, "Also, while I can't guarantee that this will make Durei IV willingly give up the capital, reclaiming it from him shouldn't be a problem..."
"Okay, I'll follow your lead!"
Zhao Ziyu continued to rest her head against Ye Huan's chest, listening to his heartbeat. It was evident that now that she had confirmed her relationship with Ye Huan, she was no longer hesitant; they were just one step away from their wedding night.
With a smile, Ye Huan chose not to speak further. Instead, he embraced Zhao Ziyu as they quietly sat on the edge of the bed in the chamber, waiting for nightfall.
As Ye Huan expected, as the true organizer of the Martial Arts Competition for Marriage, Durei IV entered the chamber in the evening. Aside from being slightly taken aback by seeing Zhao Ziyu peacefully lying in Ye Huan's arms, he only had one thing to say: he wanted Ye Huan to follow him for a moment, as if there was something important he needed to discuss.
Leaving Zhao Ziyu with a reassuring glance, Ye Huan quickly followed Durei IV out of Zhao Ziyu's chamber and into a secluded corner of the palace.
"White Impermanence, I believe you understand why I wanted you to stay with Your Majesty this afternoon. What are your thoughts?"
Durei IV casually threw out a question without rushing for Ye Huan's response. In this corner, he clasped his hands behind his back. With his Nine Dragon Robe on, he indeed exuded an imperial aura that could easily intimidate ordinary people. However, if he thought he could intimidate Ye Huan...
With a chilling smile, Ye Huan spoke according to Durei IV's intent: "Well then, Durei IV, your intention is simply to seize the throne. But I think Your Majesty probably won't let us manipulate her unless she truly wishes to marry me."
"Marry you? Don't dream in broad daylight. As far as I know, Zhao Ziyu will only love one person—Ye Huan—and definitely not you, White Impermanence!"
Confidently, Durei IV's response was straightforward; it effectively crushed any hopes that Ye Huan had of being handed Zhao Ziyu. Clearly, he did not intend to truly give Zhao Ziyu over to Ye Huan. However, after saying this, Durei IV suddenly added another remark directed at Ye Huan: "White Impermanence, if you can persuade Zhao Ziyu to relinquish the throne, I will reward you handsomely and grant you the title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households!"
The title of Marquis of Ten Thousand Households is unique to Huaxia; similar to a Warlord in the military context, a Marquis of Ten Thousand Households holds power over thousands of ordinary citizens' lives and deaths. This would be quite an enticing offer for anyone. However, for Ye Huan, he did not regard this title highly at all and quickly responded directly to Durei IV:
"Durei IV, I am confident that I can make Your Majesty marry me and also convince her to relinquish the throne. But you must promise me that I can take Your Majesty away from the capital and live the life that ordinary people desire..."
"You are confident that you can make Zhao Ziyu relinquish the throne?"
Unlike Ye Huan, who bore the appearance of White Impermanence, Zhao Ziyu had to address him as "Your Majesty." However, as the actual ruler of the capital, Durei IV only ever spoke three words. It would not be an exaggeration to say he called Zhao Ziyu by name. This time, though, Durei IV's face was clearly filled with excitement, indicating that he truly intended to rebel against Huaxia, just as Ye Huan had suspected.
After observing Durei IV's expression closely for a while, Ye Huan finally spoke calmly, "Yes, I am confident. But as I mentioned before, the condition is that I must take Your Majesty away from the capital!"
"Alright! I agree! But have you considered what will happen if we really leave the palace? How will you survive afterward? Will you be wandering around all day?"
As Ye Huan lowered his head, a hint of gloom flashed in Durei IV's eyes. He had begun to harbor suspicions about this White Impermanence character because in the two months since he took control of the capital's government, it was the first time someone had immediately understood what he was trying to say and even discussed conditions! With this thought in mind, he slowly took out the Summoning Book. Just as he was about to act, it seemed he remembered something and suddenly put the Summoning Book away again. Ye Huan sensed every detail of this moment with his Divine Sense.
According to his prior discussion with Zhao Ziyu, Ye Huan did not rush to take action against Durei IV but instead spoke slowly, "My lord Durei IV, if you wish to obtain the throne, no one can stop you except for me. Therefore, after we leave the capital, I will take Your Majesty to a peaceful place to spend the rest of your life and will not involve myself in the disputes of Huaxia Nation."
"Really?"
Durei IV looked at Ye Huan with surprise, scanning him with his eyes. Upon realizing that Ye Huan did not seem to be lying, he expressed his doubts but still said so. Little did he know that at this moment, he had already fallen into Ye Huan's trap!
Who was Durei IV? He was Ye Huan's master. As Ye Huan would say regarding Zhao Ziyu, he understood Durei IV's mindset very well; he simply wanted the throne of the capital. Since he desired it, Ye Huan would give it to him. In exchange for this condition, Ye Huan must take Zhao Ziyu away from the capital and completely disappear from this world. However, Durei IV probably never imagined that White Impermanence was actually Ye Huan; Ye Huan was White Impermanence!
As long as they could leave the palace, wouldn't they be free as birds soaring high in the sky? By then, even if Ye Huan destroyed the capital, no one in the world would dare say a word against it. After all, in Jiuzhou, strength is paramount! If after all this time Ye Huan still did not understand this principle, then he truly would have lived in vain.
Filled with cold laughter inside, Ye Huan maintained a sunny smile on his face as he confidently nodded at Durei IV and said, "Really..."
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