"We have no idea how strong Spirit Hall truly is. We have no idea whether they would launch an all-out war over the Heaven Dou Empire. So there can be no room for luck in this matter. It must be settled completely before everyone has time to react."
Ning Fengzhi paused, then said word by word, "If it comes to that, the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect will need the help of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect's Title Douluo. And the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Sect will gain sufficient benefits from the operation as well.
"Once Xue Qinghe dies, the throne will be vacant. Which of those old princes in the imperial clan does not want to put forward his own candidate? But if our two sects join forces, along with the support of several clear-headed members of the Heaven Dou imperial clan, we can establish a new ruler in the shortest possible time."
Yu Yuanzhen was silent for a moment before slowly asking, "And the candidate?"
Ning Fengzhi smiled.
The smile was faint, yet it carried the calm assurance of someone who had everything under control. He lifted his teacup and took an unhurried sip before speaking. "Sect Master Yu, the Heaven Dou Imperial Family has never lacked imperial descendants."
He set down his teacup and lightly tapped the tabletop with a finger.
"Xue Ye's branch has indeed withered. His sons are either ill or dead, leaving only the current Xue Qinghe. But the Heaven Dou royal line has endured for so many years. Its collateral branches are deeply intertwined, and among them... there are countless young children."
He said it lightly, but Yu Yuanzhen understood the weight behind those words.
He frowned.
There truly were many imperial descendants.
But most of them lived in luxury, spoiled from