Central Capital, Imperial City.
"Your Majesty, by the time this letter reaches you, General Chen will have awakened and will already be heading for the Tiger Domain front."
"By the time Your Majesty reads this, General Chen has surely already led the Demon Race allied army into the heart of the Tiger Domain, making straight for Mount Wei Hu!"
"By my calculations, the Tiger Domain will certainly fall within ten days!"
"By then, with General Chen's vast might capable of destroying a nation and the power of the Star Demon System, he will surely be able to pacify the Southern Wasteland and subdue the hundred clans. The Southern Wasteland will become another domain of Great Xuan!"
"This is an unprecedented arrangement, unseen in either this dynasty or the previous one. I offer my congratulations to Your Majesty first! To Great Xuan! To all under Heaven!"
Ye Heng read the memorial sent by Prince Jing dozens of times before finally setting it down, still reluctant to part with it.
"The Fengshan Ceremony can be arranged!" Ye Heng stroked his chin, feeling that his experiences had become somewhat too dreamlike.
He had ascended the throne at nine. Facing the mess left behind by Martial Emperor and Chancellor Huo, he had worked tirelessly alongside Yan Baichuan for decades, only barely managing to stabilize the dynasty. Yet in the past year, he seemed to have gained a cheat!
Not only had Great Xuan's strength soared at astonishing speed, but even the Southern Wasteland looked ready to fall into its grasp!
And that was not all. He had already secured several posthumous titles for himself.
As for himself, he ate and drank well, slept soundly, and had not suffered in the slightest!
Aside from stamping documents so often that his wrist frequently ached!
He had