"..."
At that moment, Lin Daiyu felt a chill rise from deep within her, along with a sense of absurdity.
She had indeed never imagined that her seemingly grand and heroic effort to avenge her father, for which she had given everything, might be nothing more than something certain powerful figures in the Heavenly Court could exploit?
Could it really work like that?
For a while, her expression shifted as she sat in her chair, turning first pale, then red. No one knew what was going through her mind.
After a long silence, she suddenly thought of something else and asked softly:
"Then..."
"Uncle, who are the conservatives?"
"The radicals..."
"Who are they?"
Jia Zheng still stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the distant white clouds from beside the window. Only after hearing his niece's question did he come to his senses and sigh:
"At present, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor is firmly opposed to changes involving the allocation of spirit veins and spirit stones—that is, changes to the Heavenly Laws that would shake the foundations of immortal longevity and reincarnation."
"A great many ambitious, up-and-coming immortal officials and celestial immortals stand firmly with the Heavenly Emperor. They are the backbone of the 'conservatives.'"
He paused, then continued:
"But..."
"That former Heavenly Emperor, who has long since withdrawn from the affairs of state, and the vast ranks of celestial immortals, nobles, and veteran officials mostly take the opposite view."
"They... are the backers of the 'radicals.'"
Hearing this, Lin Daiyu felt something was off. She simply blurted out:
"The Heavenly Emperor is young and in his prime. Shouldn't he be eager to advance and reform the old ways?"
"How..."
"How is it that the Heavenly Emperor is the conservative?"
"And the former Heavenly Emperor is old. Shouldn't