"Nowadays, the Idle Prince Army's soldiers did three things every day: eat, sleep, and curse the emperor. Cursing was enough, though. He was still the emperor; we couldn't go too far. If all else failed, we could find a chance to beat him up later."
"What do you think, just how strong was that man?"
"With the wealth of the entire realm gathered around him, even a pig could be fattened into Beyond-Rank. There was no need to even think about it."
"He was skilled at schemes. Back then, Emperor Tiankang, the Worthy Crown Prince, the kings, even several of his own sons—which one of them had not died by his hand? If he truly cultivated, he would certainly succeed."
"What a pity. He clearly could have become a great ruler of his age..."
"Forget it. If he didn't play dirty tricks or bring the Demon Race into the city, he wouldn't even have ranked among the top three of the kings. From the very beginning, he had set out to do evil, so every step only led him further astray. After he ascended the throne, the Dead Devil Lands suddenly multiplied. He must have done it to raise his cultivation."
"Then what if we can't beat him? What if he takes another step forward and becomes Above Beyond-Rank? If the rumors are true, he wants to summon the Devil God into the world, establish a devil kingdom among men, then ascend to the Devil Realm himself and gain eternal life. What could we possibly do to him?"
"There was no way around it. We could only ask the heroes of the world for help. The prince had only just returned from clearing the Dead Devil Lands, yet he quietly left again. I guessed he was busy with this matter."