Xue Xing panted heavily, his burning gaze sweeping over the glaring bright yellow robe on Xue Ye. Rather than showing any surprise or doubt, he became even more eager.
He leaned closer and hurriedly said in a voice nearly a whisper, yet unable to conceal his excitement:
"Just now... just now, the chief of the Imperial Healing Soul Master Corps personally revealed something to your brother!"
"Father Emperor... Father Emperor... only has these next two days left! He is beyond saving! No medicine can help him!"
"Even if the Angel God descended in person, he could not be saved!"
Every word was like a heavy hammer smashing into Xue Ye's heart—dull, earth-shaking, yet bringing incomparable ecstasy!
Xue Ye's Adam's apple bobbed violently. He forcibly swallowed the wild laughter that nearly burst from his throat, but the wildfire suppressed in the depths of his eyes for decades had already begun to blaze fiercely.
Xue Xing did not notice the raging turmoil in his elder brother's heart. He continued, as though claiming credit, his voice eager for a reward.
"And! elder brother, your younger brother has fulfilled his mission!"
"I have already held several deep discussions with Sect Master Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect!"
He straightened his back, his tone resolute. "The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect has made its position clear! They are willing to give their full support to your elder brother's succession to the throne and stabilize the Heaven Dou Empire!"
"With them standing on our side, the overall situation is settled!"
Having said that, Xue Xing abruptly stepped back, dropped to one knee, and cupped his fists in salute. His voice suddenly rose, filled with boundless respect and flattery.
"Your younger brother Xue Xing congratulates elder brother! No—your younger brother congratulates your majesty! Long