The Crown Prince's Palace Suffers Again; the Holy Spirit Cult's Undercover Miss

The two women felt their scalps prickle under Ye Chenxing's gaze. Just as he had expected, both of them harbored ulterior motives.

Ju Zi couldn't help recalling the scene at the Crown Prince's Palace from a few days ago.

Ever since Ye Chenxing established the Star Tower, the priceless artifacts throughout the Crown Prince's Palace had once again become the primary victims. Xu Tianran's hoarse roar still echoed in her ears.

"Aaaahhh!"

"That Ye Chenxing! He's already started winning people over! Others might not see it, but do you think I can't? Those so-called convenient Soul Tools, the Soul Guide Communication, the Soul Guide Vehicles—they're all methods he's using to win people's hearts!"

Xu Tianran felt an unprecedented sense of unease. Sitting in that chair just one step away from the throne, he felt for the first time that the position beneath him was dangerously unstable.

He had never once considered that those Soul Tools might have been developed by Ye Chenxing himself. In his eyes, Elder Kong had to be paving the way for the successor he had chosen!

What made him vomit blood even more was that the money that guy had spent on all this came from the national treasury. It was his money!

His father's health worsened by the day and he could pass away at any moment. In Xu Tianran's heart, the entire Sun Moon Empire had long since become his private property.

The other party was using his money to buy the hearts of his future subjects. It was like carving flesh from his heart with a dull blade.

Yet once that frenzy of rage passed, he had no choice but to force himself to calm down, because he sorrowfully realized that there was nothing he could do right now.

"Ju Zi, I have