Ye Ningshuang sighed.
"Before I answer that question, you first need to understand what a sovereign is."
The phantom grew interested.
"Explain."
Ye Ningshuang pondered for a moment.
"A sovereign is someone who cares for the people, for all living beings under heaven, someone who saves them from disaster and props up a collapsing realm."
"Once you accomplish all that, even if you aren't a sovereign, the people will regard you as one."
"It has nothing to do with being a man or a woman. What matters is what you do, what you actually accomplish."
"As long as you accomplish those things, others will recognize you as a sovereign."
"If you cannot demonstrate the mettle a sovereign should possess during your reign, someone will naturally overthrow your dynasty."
"Those so-called empresses in storybooks dabble in petty political schemes and spend more time on romantic entanglements. That isn't a sovereign. There would be no such sovereign in the real world. If there were, she wouldn't qualify as one."
The phantom fell somewhat silent.
"I still feel like what you're saying is wrong."
Ye Ningshuang nodded. "I understand."
The phantom said, "Don't look at me like that. I feel like you have no respect for me."
Ye Ningshuang smiled.
"I'm curious. Forget the cultivation world. Just looking at mortal sovereigns, have you ever seen a country where all the sovereign's senior officials were idiots who let the sovereign act entirely unchecked?"
"Even if such a country existed, how many days could it last?"
"Do you seriously think the Three Commissions are just for show? Do you really think the chief minister and all those officials are trash?"
"Let's start with the simplest example. An empress orders nationwide celebrations for the person she loves, holding banquets for over a month... Please, do you