"Stop talking about this. You should be thinking about how to stabilize the situation and build support for yourself. This isn't about me seizing the throne anymore. You have to claim it through your own strength, while I am merely the sword that clears a path through the thorns and sweeps away all injustice." Seeing Ancient Dragon Jun prattle on endlessly, I silenced him with a single sentence.
Ancient Dragon Xiu let out a sigh of relief. Every now and then, she secretly glanced at me, and I could only pretend not to notice. Along the way, I had merely treated her as a young girl and taken care of her. I had never imagined things would reach this point.
To prepare for the bloody battle and purge that were about to come, I brought the Infinite Soul Cloak with me and began pouring energy into the Earthfire Burning-Heaven Furnace, burning the entire furnace until smoke billowed from it. As a result, I had no choice but to switch to the Heaventrace Bell as our means of transportation.
Before long, the immortals in the Imperial City had discovered that we were returning. Countless immortal auras immediately converged upon the imperial palace!
After a month of repairs, the imperial palace—which had originally been smashed apart by Ancient Dragon Jun's father detonating himself—had been restored for the most part. Of course, some ancient buildings that were difficult to repair still remained, displaying the upheaval they had once endured.
I brought Ancient Dragon Jun and landed squarely in the imperial palace's plaza, staring frostily at all the immortals surrounding us.
At this point, Ancient Dragon Jun was dressed in a crown prince's robe that brimmed with heroic spirit. Its golden dragon carvings gleamed dazzlingly, making all the immortals temporarily afraid to act rashly.