Su Chen at the Nascent Soul Stage, the Succession Battle Begins

Lin Yimeng had wanted to turn around and leave at Su Chen's attitude.

He was infuriating!

Normally, whenever a man saw her, he would fawn over her, yet Su Chen alone seemed completely indifferent.

She took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in her heart before returning to the subject and asking again:

"Young Master Su, do you have confidence in the Battle for Succession?"

That was the fundamental reason she had come: to sound out Su Chen.

Although Su Chen was somewhat exasperating, Lin Yimeng still refused to believe that her father would bring back a good-for-nothing.

Others might see Lin Jin as weak and insignificant, but Lin Yimeng knew her father very well. He was an ambitious man with an excellent mind.

He would never do anything meaningless.

Su Chen said indifferently, "I'm only at the Nascent Soul Stage. Where would my confidence come from?"

Lin Yimeng's brows furrowed, and displeasure flashed in her eyes.

She could endure it, but the old man beside her could not.

"Presumptuous!"

Su Chen's appearance was truly infuriating. He was only at the Nascent Soul Stage, yet he was still this arrogant.

With a sharp reprimand, Mid Void Refinement Stage pressure burst from Gongsun Yang and instantly enveloped Su Chen.

If an ordinary Nascent Soul Stage cultivator encountered such a situation, they would probably collapse to the ground. Su Chen, however, remained completely unaffected.

What was going on?

Gongsun Yang's brows furrowed, and confusion flashed in his eyes.

But then Su Chen slowly opened his eyes, and an invisible pressure instantly descended upon Gongsun Yang.

In an instant, Gongsun Yang felt as though he had been thrown into the Nine Nether. All around him were murderous evil spirits, and his eyes filled with terror as his entire body turned ice-cold.

Despair and helplessness surged into his heart.

Gongsun Yang looked at Su Chen again. In his eyes, Su Chen was like a lofty god who could not be profaned.

Gongsun Yang swallowed hard. Driven by the fear in his heart, he instinctively took a step back.

Lin Yimeng glanced at Gongsun Yang's abnormal behavior, her eyes filled with confusion.

"Master?"

Gongsun Yang had become Lin Yimeng's master when she was young. Because of the crisis facing Prince Jin's Estate this time, he had chosen to risk his life to help his disciple.

Su Chen withdrew his gaze, and the pressure enveloping Gongsun Yang vanished abruptly.

Gongsun Yang suddenly felt as if he had come back to life. With a terrified expression, he hurried forward and bowed respectfully. "I was rude. Please forgive me, my lord."

Although he did not know Su Chen's exact cultivation level, that pressure alone meant Su Chen was at least a Half-step Integration Stage cultivator.

He had never expected Prince Jin to be able to invite such a person!

Seeing Gongsun Yang's respectful demeanor, Lin Yimeng could not help showing her astonishment. Her teacher was at the Mid Void Refinement Stage, yet even he had to treat Su Chen with such respect. That meant Su Chen was absolutely extraordinary.

As expected, she had guessed correctly!

But what had just happened?

Seeing Su Chen's utterly uninterested expression, Lin Yimeng immediately put on a charming smile.

"Young Master Su, then we won't disturb you any longer. Please continue resting."

At that moment, she suddenly felt that Su Chen looked quite handsome like this.

Su Chen nodded, then closed his eyes again and continued enjoying his time lying flat.

Only after they had left Su Chen's courtyard far behind did Lin Yimeng stop and ask solemnly:

"Teacher, what exactly is Su Chen's situation?"

Gongsun Yang swallowed hard. Fear and lingering dread still filled his eyes as he said in a low voice, "I don't know."

"You don't know?"

Lin Yimeng's eyes were filled with confusion. She could not understand.

Why didn't he know?

Gongsun Yang's expression grew extremely serious. "We absolutely cannot offend this person. His strength is terrifying. As for anything else, I don't know."

Hearing this, Lin Yimeng formed two rough conclusions about Su Chen.

But she was extremely curious. According to the information she had investigated, Su Chen merely possessed a Supreme Spirit Root. Two years ago, he had only been at the Core Formation stage. Why, then, had he become like a completely different person in these two years?

He had even grown to such a terrifying level.

Su Chen was probably not yet twenty-one. At such an age, combined with his Supreme Spirit Root, reaching the Nascent Soul Stage should already have been the limit, no matter how quickly he cultivated.

Lin Yimeng's eyes were filled with confusion. She did not know when it had begun, but even before she had met Su Chen, she had already been filled with curiosity about this mysterious man.

She turned her head to look at the courtyard where Su Chen was staying, worry flashing in her eyes.

"I hope she can help my father win the Battle for Succession. Otherwise..."

There could only be one victor in the struggle among the Nine Dragons. They had to emerge victorious. Taking even one step back would mean plunging into eternal ruin, so they could only grit their teeth and keep moving forward.

Time passed quickly, and before they knew it, the day of the Battle for Succession had arrived.

The Royal Martial Arena was the largest martial arena in Jinghong City and could accommodate several million people at once.

Many people from the Jinghong Empire had come to witness this grand event. The entire Royal Martial Arena was packed with people, and the noise of their voices soared into the sky.

The Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir!

They had never even heard of such a thing before.

Likewise, having the nine princes openly compete for the Imperial Throne was happening for the first time since the founding of the Jinghong Empire.

During the previous two struggles for the throne, the princes had secretly built up their strength before using all kinds of schemes and intrigues to frame one another and seize the Imperial Throne.

This time, however, things were completely different.

Of course, it was also possible that the Jinghong King was simply too powerful. He was at the Half-step Guiyuan Realm, which was truly terrifying.

So long as the Jinghong King did not die, it basically meant that the Jinghong Empire would never perish. No matter how fiercely these princes fought, it would not matter much.

Once someone became the Jinghong King, it meant that he would enjoy the resources of the entire empire. Breaking through to the Body Integration Realm would be effortless, and he would also wield supreme authority. Who could possibly not covet that?

The fundamental reason for the Battle for Succession was probably that the Jinghong King was eager to enter secluded cultivation and break through, leaving him no time to wait for the princes to compete on their own.

Having them compete directly was simple and straightforward.

"The Nine Dragons Seizing the Heir is way too exciting. My long journey here from Qingyang County was completely worth it."

"Who do you think will emerge victorious this time? I think the First Prince is guaranteed to win, right?"

"Not necessarily. I heard two days ago that something happened to the First Prince's subordinates. He originally had nine Void Refinement Stage experts, but now only seven remain. Apparently, one Early Void Refinement Stage expert and one Mid Void Refinement Stage expert died."

"So what? The First Prince still has three Void Refinement Perfection experts accompanying him. He can crush anyone else with ease. The Second Prince and Third Prince each have only one Void Refinement Perfection expert."

The Royal Martial Arena was filled with noise and excitement, and countless people were discussing who would seize the Imperial Throne today.

Most people favored the First Prince, after all, because his strength was the greatest.

"You're all discussing who will seize the Imperial Throne, but I think the Seventh Prince definitely has no chance."

"I second that!"

"I'm dying of laughter. I looked at the announced roster for the Battle for Succession, and the Seventh Prince actually has a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator participating under his command. Is he desperately grasping at straws?"

"The Battle for Succession is filled with Void Refinement Stage cultivators. The Seventh Prince alone brought a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator up here. It's truly hilarious. A fool like that wants to become the king of my Jinghong Empire? Give me a break."

There was no shortage of ridicule aimed at the Seventh Prince. No one thought he could win the championship.

Whenever they discussed the Seventh Prince, their tones were filled with mockery, as though they were jeering at a clown.

It could only be said that keyboard warriors existed everywhere.