The Holy Lord was still somewhat dissatisfied with Xu Tianran's Martial Soul. "Although it has Dragon Clan's Bloodline, it isn't a True Dragon after all."
Xiao Chenlong could not be bothered to complain. He said to the Holy Lord, "Wait for my orders. When the time comes, gather all those people from the Holy Spirit Cult."
"Fine, I understand. You may leave."
Xiao Chenlong turned and vanished from the room. The Holy Lord also closed his eyes as he examined Xu Tianran's memories.
The Holy Lord only wanted Xu Tianran's body for amusement; he would not occupy it for long.
However, even if he was merely playing around, the Holy Lord did not want to remain beneath anyone else. Although the Crown Prince stood above countless others and beneath only one man, the Old Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire was merely a sickly invalid incapable of handling state affairs.
Still, the Holy Lord was unhappy. He wanted to sit directly upon the throne of the Emperor of the Sun Moon Empire. Only that suited his status.
In truth, Xu Tianran had already taken control of the Sun Moon Empire's military and political power. Whether he Ascended the Throne or not made little difference.
If he truly killed the Old Emperor, others might use it to attack him, making the loss outweigh the gain.
Thus, Xu Tianran acted as regent in his capacity as Crown Prince, quietly waiting for the Old Emperor to die of old age.
The Holy Lord had no intention of waiting. Once he found time, he would kill the Old Emperor and ascend the throne himself.
If Xiao Chenlong learned of the Holy Lord's thoughts, he would definitely want to lock him back inside the Mental Space.
If Xu Tianran Ascended the Throne ahead of time,