Ji Qianling's heart was in turmoil. Could it really... be possible?
Haoyuan Sect was no ordinary sect. Its ambitions were without equal.
For them, controlling an immortal dynasty was no secret in itself.
Then would they want to go a step further and make the legitimate bloodline of their sect the heir to the immortal dynasty of this world? They dreamed of it.
What was more, there really was a chain of timing.
It could be done in practice.
"There is another point. Today, I went to the Eastern Palace to meet the Crown Prince. Although Crown Prince Your Highness was asleep, I still saw his face clearly. I was fortunate enough to see an image left behind by the Immortal Emperor, and I suddenly realized that this Crown Prince Your Highness does not resemble the Immortal Emperor at all..."
Ji Qianling abruptly raised her head. Her gaze, always threaded with countless fine strands of calculation, turned frenzied at this moment.
He had entered the Eastern Palace today. He had said it was to take a look at the Crown Prince. Yet there was such profound meaning behind that look...
Lin Su stared into her eyes over the rim of his teacup. "Senior Sister, do you believe this absurd matter I have described?"
Ji Qianling lightly closed her eyes. "I believe some of it. But you have no evidence."
"I do not need evidence. I only need you to believe!"
"What do you mean?"
"If you believe it, others will believe it even more!"
Ji Qianling opened her eyes again. "The others you speak of... do you mean His Majesty the Immortal Emperor?"
"No! The others I mean are everyone in the Immortal Capital. If, overnight, restaurants, streets, and even the sky were plastered with large-character posters, all stating with