Transmigrating over ten thousand years late, I was forced to become a mighty presence-Chapter 761 - 347: Mortal Path’s Punishment

Ji Zhaoyang remained silent for a long time before a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do I even have a choice?"

He reached for the teacup on the stone table and drank the already cold Spiritual Tea in one gulp.

Taking a deep breath, Ji Zhaoyang seemed to finally let go of a great burden as he earnestly said to Shen Yuan:

"The hidden hand behind the scenes has been manipulating the Mortal Emperor and controlling the Imperial Court’s politics for many years, forming the most powerful force within all levels of society.

Now, even if the truth behind it all were to be fully exposed, those loyal old ministers and nobles have long since lost their influence, and they are simply unable to contend with this power in the short term.

Especially since the puppet Mortal Emperor still presides over the Mortal Path’s great momentum, no one in the Imperial Capital can match the Great Yin’s Mortal Emperor, and even if a Taoist possessed Heavenly Immortal Divine Skills, they could not break the binding force of humanity’s fate.

Without removing these two great mountains, it’s nearly impossible to change the current predicament."

Shen Yuan did not rush to reveal his own secrets to Ji Zhaoyang, but instead took the initiative to ask:

"Does His Highness have any contact with the many ministers, nobles, and noble families once associated with the Third Prince’s Faction?"

Ji Zhaoyang hesitated slightly but still explained to Shen Yuan in detail:

"After the puppet Mortal Emperor used my relationship with the Taoist to dispose of a large number of ministers and Regional Governors, there wasn’t much disturbance throughout the court and society.

After all, the downfall of a group of ministers signifies the rise of another group of elites to the stage of the Great Yin Imperial Court, something many would like to see."

"But not long after the whole affair began, it spiraled completely out of control, as merciless officials started taking advantage of the Taoist’s pretext to involve the elite of the great noble families.

From the demotion of officials who sided with me, to the banishment of the relatives and friends of my mother’s clan to the borderlands, and finally, even those who know me have been labeled as part of the Third Prince’s Faction and subject to purges.

Nearly two-thirds of the officials at all levels of society were embroiled in this turmoil."

The Great Yin Imperial Dynasty has endured for tens of thousands of years, with the capital’s notable elite families often having some connections.

It’s one thing to purge faction members, but once it extends to blood relations, close friends, and acquaintances, there are few who can escape unscathed.

At this, Ji Zhaoyang couldn’t help but sigh:

"I thought this was just an intensifying dispute within the Imperial Court, but now it seems that it’s a result of the puppet Mortal Emperor’s behind-the-scenes manipulation.

A great shuffle has taken place throughout the court and society, leaving every elite in the Imperial Capital feeling insecure.

Hereditary nobles who have served for generations risked their lives to remonstrate, only to be thrown into the dungeon by the puppet Mortal Emperor.

All these events have already stirred up widespread resentment, yet the puppet Mortal Emperor and the newly ascended elites have worked hard to suppress them, maintaining a facade of calm."

"The Crown Prince is afraid I’ll cause trouble in this situation, so he has bribed some of my personal attendants. There are people secretly monitoring me day and night from the houses surrounding the Prince’s Mansion.

And those elites, unwilling to lose their influence so easily, have already made secret overtures, hoping to support me in vying for the position of heir to the throne once again. Those leading figures and musicians in the Golden Wind and Jade Dew Pavilion, the House of Ballad Enjoyment, are all from the great elite families."

Shen Yuan stroked his palm and said, "It seems His Highness is quite favored by fortune!"

Ji Zhaoyang’s face was full of worry as he sighed:

"Please don’t tease me, Taoist Shen. I am well aware that those elite families only want to use me as a shield to test the Mortal Emperor’s attitude.

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If the Mortal Emperor tacitly allows me to compete for the position of heir, they can naturally take advantage of the situation to regain their power.

But if I am punished by the Mortal Emperor, they will cast me aside and immediately disassociate themselves from me.

Nowadays, I am surrounded by the people of the Crown Prince and the elite families, and I can only bite the bullet and deal with them."

Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, glancing at the probing eyes outside the Third Prince’s Mansion.

"It’s not only the Crown Prince and the elites who can’t stand the solitude."

"What do you mean by that, Taoist Shen?"

"Among those secretly monitoring from the surrounding mansions are indeed some cultivators, but within another layer of the incense offering magic domain, there sits a God Honor, comparable to Void Refining, overseeing His Highness.

Such a move is not something the Crown Prince could afford."

At Shen Yuan’s words, Ji Zhaoyang suddenly froze, his complexion becoming even grimmer: "Are you suggesting that the concealed God Honor is from the people behind the puppet Mortal Emperor?"

Shen Yuan nodded.

If the elite families can think to use the Third Prince to test the Mortal Emperor’s attitude, how could the Dusk Realm overlook this?

The Dusk Realm requires a controllable and stable Imperial Court. They must have insight into the covert actions of the restless elite families. If they have not acted, it must be for another reason.

Perhaps the people behind the Dusk Realm have long wished for Ji Zhaoyang to receive the support of the elite families and to take a stand publicly so that the Mortal Emperor can suppress him with thunderous methods as a warning to others.

Fortunately, Ji Zhaoyang is clever enough to delay, preventing the hidden forces from finding an opportunity to make an example of him.

After Shen Yuan’s reminder, Ji Zhaoyang fully understood the key point, his face instantly paling.

"May I ask, Taoist Shen, what should be done next?"

With a profound look, Shen Yuan gazed at the God Honor hidden within the incense offering magic domain, his voice leisurely:

"Since everyone wishes to see His Highness take a stand and compete for the position of heir once more, why not turn their scheme to your advantage?"

Above the Third Prince’s Mansion, all cause and effect threads silently deviated from their original path. Anyone prying into this place would be led to incorrect conclusions, with secrecy shrouding everything.