Son-in-law Heaven Emperor Xiao Yi-Chapter 459: Dare to Fight?

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The grand procession moved mightily, heading out of the imperial palace.

The Ancestral Worship Ceremony was a reflection of a flourishing era, and the royal family had made ample preparations for the event.

Just the vehicles carrying the offerings alone numbered up to nine hundred, followed by a retinue of ministers and powerful figures from all factions.

A procession tens of thousands strong, resembling a luxurious golden dragon, exited from the palace. Once they had left the palace, the commoners who had already been waiting on both sides of Vermilion Bird Avenue also followed closely behind.

The procession grew larger and larger, the majestic era more and more splendid.

This was an event that directly involved millions of people.

Yang Kun stood by Emperor Qian's side, his face adorned with a brilliant smile, "Father Emperor, under your rule the Great Qian Dynasty has grown even stronger. The scale of this Ancestral Worship Ceremony is indeed unprecedentedly grand!"

Emperor Qian laughed heartily.

The Great Qian Dynasty had indeed become more powerful under his rule.

There was peace and prosperity, and the people lived in happiness and contentment.

Emperor Qian felt proud in his heart, but he still said, "All this is the solid foundation laid by the previous emperors. I am merely reaping the benefits of their efforts!"

"Father Emperor, you are being too modest. Everyone knows that when you ascended the throne, the Great Qian Dynasty faced the covetous Sword Dynasty to the north and battled the Qinglong Dynasty across the sea to the east, with troubles both inside and out. It was only through your exhaustive efforts that the Great Qian Dynasty has achieved its present grandeur!" Yang Kun said with a beaming smile.

The ministers also said one after another, "Your Majesty is wise and martial. Continuing the legacy, you have created this prosperous era, truly a rare enlightened monarch throughout history!"

"His Majesty is wise!"

The crowd shouted in unison.

Emperor Qian laughed loudly, the smile on his face becoming even brighter.

Seeing this, Yang Kun's lips curled up slightly, feigning regret as he let out a light sigh.

Emperor Qian looked at him, "Kun'er, why do you sigh?"

"Father Emperor, I just feel that Xiao Yi is too arrogant and conceited. The Ancestral Worship Ceremony is a grand event for our royal family, and even if he is injured, escorting the ritual scepter is not like participating in a life-and-death battle, he..."

Yang Kun feigned hesitation, bitterly smiled, and said, "Let it be, let it be. Father Emperor should just consider that I said nothing, so as to avoid others thinking I have an ulterior motive!"

Emperor Qian did not speak.

However, his gaze flicked across the ritual scepter in his hand, and a hint of gloom emerged in the depths of his eyes, he muttered to himself, "Hmph! He's nothing but a dog raised by our royal family. Since he does not obey, then getting rid of him it is!"

Standing beside him, Yang Kun heard everything loud and clear, and his heart bloomed with joy, "Xiao Yi, oh Xiao Yi, this is the consequence of offending me!"

The entourage moved on mightily, reaching a place a hundred miles away from Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Qi, the eunuch, said, "Your Majesty, we've arrived at the point of seizing the incense!"

"Hmm?"

Emperor Qian opened his eyes, glanced at the incense-seizing point in front of him, and replied indifferently, "Then let us begin!"

This incense-seizing point was precisely one hundred miles away from the peak of Imperial Dragon Mountain.

Each Ancestral Worship Ceremony's competition for the first incense offering began here. All those participating in the competition would wait at the incense-seizing point. Once Emperor Qian raised the ritual scepter and gave the order, they would rush to Imperial Dragon Mountain as fast as they could.

Whoever reached the peak of Imperial Dragon Mountain first and lit the incense would receive the reward for the first offering!

Of course.

To provide ordinary commoners with a chance to seize the first incense, the competition did not allow participation from those who had surpassed the Golden Elixir Realm Cultivation.

"Yes!"

Qi the eunuch immediately stepped back, and moments later, hundreds of thousands vying for the first incense assembled before the incense-seizing point.

Upon the luxurious carriage.

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Yang Kun's eyes swiveled and with a smile that was not quite a smile, he looked at Yang Ling, his face brimming with provocation as he said, "Little Brother, I've heard that you've recruited quite a number of strong followers in recent years. Do you dare to compare with me and see who has more capable people under command?"

To become the Crown Prince, a prince must not only be outstanding on his own but also possess a foundation of sufficiently powerful followers.

Backed by the Tianjian Sect, Yang Kun naturally had countless strong allies.

He intended to use his advantage to bully Yang Ling and suppress his spirit fiercely.

Yang Kun clapped his hands, and immediately a long-haired young man stepped forward. His long hair floated gracefully, and he carried himself with poise. As he walked, his heels never touched the ground, a manifestation of his advanced mastery of movement technique.

Yang Kun said with a full face of pride, "Little Brother, let me introduce you, this is Zhao Yu of the Tianjian Sect, extremely skilled in the Light Body Skill. Who are you planning to send from your side?"

Zhao Yu said, "Your Highness, you should ask Yang Ling to send a few more people! Otherwise, they might accuse us of bullying through sheer power!"

"Nonsense!"

Yang Kun appeared to reprimand Zhao Yu, but there was a challenging look on his face as he spoke in a mocking tone, "Little Brother, don't take Zhao Yu's words to heart. If indeed no one can match him, we can just call off this competition to avoid the embarrassment of a loss. What do you think?"

"You..."

Yang Ling's face turned shades of green and white, looking extremely unsightly.

This was not consoling at all; it was a slap in the face!

Yang Kun's words carried no hint of concealment, and the surrounding ministers and various dignitaries all turned their attention to them.

The looks they gave Yang Ling were filled with mockery and schadenfreude.

Even though Emperor Qian favored Yang Ling more, in terms of personal strength or the power behind him, Yang Ling was at a clear disadvantage. Moreover, rumors had already spread that Emperor Qian would announce the candidate for Crown Prince at the upcoming ancestral worship ceremony.

Yang Kun was using this opportunity to start a fierce attack on Yang Ling, intending to crush his prestige severely.

Despite being aware of Yang Kun's schemes, Yang Ling truly had no such talents among his followers, his expression fluctuating. His eyes showed strong unwillingness, but more than that, helplessness...

Sigh!

Yang Ling let out a soft exhale, about to give up, when a sprightly voice suddenly came from the crowd, "I'll compete with you!"

"Hmm?"

All eyes followed the voice in unison.

They saw Jin Feiyan, dressed in splendid attire, striding forward with her head held high, her delicate face sporting an easy smile as she said, "Yang Ling, my master has already instructed that if Your Highness needs someone to compete for the first offering, I am to fight on your behalf!"

"You?"

Yang Ling was startled.

Jin Feiyan was only at the Third Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm, whereas Zhao Yu was at the Ninth Layer of the Golden Elixir Realm. The gap in their cultivation was huge, and Zhao Yu was an expert in movement technique.

To have Jin Feiyan compete with him in speed was surely a joke, wasn't it?

Uncertainty showed on Yang Ling's face.

Yang Kun, on the other hand, burst into a loud laugh and said, "Little Brother, everyone says that you and Xiao Yi are close friends, but now it seems otherwise! I've heard that he has Ye Heng, who possesses the Battle War Holy Body in his sect, yet he doesn't send him to aid you but lets such a milk-nosed girl come to her death. Isn't this insulting you? Hahaha..."

With the corners of his mouth turned up, Zhao Yu waved a finger at Jin Feiyan, "Little girl, you want to compete with me in speed? I could give you a five-mile head start and you still wouldn't be my match!"

"Five miles enough? I can give you ten miles for all it matters. The result will still be your loss," Jin Feiyan scoffed, eyeing Zhao Yu with contempt as she spoke dismissively.

"Give me ten miles? Little girl, that is an insult to me!" Zhao Yu's face turned dark enough to drip with anger as he coldly spoke.

"Your Highness, I was sent by my master!" Jin Feiyan winked at Yang Ling.

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Yang Ling blinked with a slight frown; then he clenched his fist decisively and said, "Alright, if Xiao has such confidence in you, what reason do I have to doubt? Fei Yan, the success of this competition is in your hands!"

"Don't worry, Your Highness, I will not disappoint you!"

Jin Feiyan smiled faintly and signaled Zhao Yu with a hooked finger, "Do you dare to compete?"