[Ding! You have received a banquet invitation!]
Fang Xi was leafing through a Book of Concepts and felt he had gained quite a bit when the Intelligent Butler sent him a reminder.
"Three Hundred and Sixty-Seventh Princess? I've heard she's adept at moving smoothly among people, but I'm not going..."
He shook his head and rejected it outright.
After all, Fang Xi had come to increase his own foundations, not to become the Cosmic Emperor.
With the weakness of benevolence, and only at Satellite Level, no one sees me as a threat... As long as I stay farther away from the whirlpool of power struggles, I'll have at least ten thousand years of peace. Why bother scheming against one another?
Fang Xi's plans for himself were crystal clear.
As for the grand spectacle of more than ten thousand princes fighting for the throne, he had no interest!
Recently, though, he occasionally read the gossip tabloids of Entertainment Star during his leisure time and caught quite a few so-called "royal secrets."
"Three Hundred and Sixty-Seventh Princess... seems to be part of the 'Sixth Lord's faction,' supporting the Sixth Lord for Crown Prince... The Sixth Lord has already advanced to Neutron Star Immortal, and his support is surging..."
"Besides him, the Forty-Fourth Lord and Three Hundred and Sixty-Seventh Princess are also Neutron Star Immortals. Their chances are quite good as well..."
"As for the Fourth Lord and the Eighth Lord... they died in battle long ago. Otherwise, a contest among ninety-nine dragons for the throne would have been rather interesting."
Fang Xi merely thought about it. In the days that followed, he continued reading, cultivating, and researching with all his might... He did not even leave the house.
Although a few more banquet invitations arrived later, after he rejected them