Destiny is ashes

Chapter 1183 No One to Enemy
"Yes."

Xuan Mingyu smiled amicably, looked at An Jing, and said sincerely, "You see, I can't control the civil and military officials, nor can I control the aristocratic families. They are causing trouble for the world, and I am very saddened by this."

"Of course, I have my own plans, but I can be honest with you, it's mainly for freedom."

“If you become emperor, I can simply never enter the Northern Profound Sacrifice Continent, or even the Ten Continents, and remain a lonely ghost in the Heavenly Sea.”

When Xuan Mingyu mentioned the words "wandering ghosts," he couldn't even suppress his joy and burst into laughter—as if wandering ghosts were not a price or punishment for him, but a wonderful reward.

It's so exhilarating, so joyful.

It's like shedding a heavy burden, a mess.

How could he possibly be an enemy of An Jing?

There are no enemies.

Although it sounds strange, in this now-destroyed capital city, where only the Xuantian Palace stands alone between heaven and earth, An Jing no longer has any targets he absolutely must oppose.

No.

Such a thing never existed in the first place.

No one ever wanted Anjing to be their enemy.

An Jing is so powerful and so gifted that, with everyone believing him to be a natural master, no one would want to oppose him.

Those who bought and developed puppets initially wanted to curry favor with him and flatter the founder of the Feathered Dao. In reality, they were the disseminators of the Feathered Dao.

If An Jing were to arrive in the capital normally and enter through the main gate, everyone from the guards to the four great families would do their utmost to win An Jing's favor, using the resources of their families and even the common people.

The Song family, with whom they had a past conflict, would apologize and send out several people, even the head of the family, to be at An Jing's mercy. Other aristocratic families would fawn over him. They were a great family that had existed for 30,000 years. When faced with an invincible powerhouse who could dominate the first half of the next era, their wisdom would tell them the only answer.

Kneel down.

Even if they kneel down, they will be trampled on and killed, so they will kneel down.

And what about the Wenwu Group? They would open the door wide for them, and they would do anything to please An Jing. As long as An Jing made a request, everyone would give up their interests to take care of the refugees, to revitalize the North, and to restore An Jing's hometown to its original state, or even make it better and more prosperous.

If An Jing is willing, the Han Hai An family will become a renowned and powerful force in this world, and may even become an independent entity outside of the Mingjing Sect.

That is the power, that is the authority.

The will of the strong sets the direction for the world.

Since An Jing emerged from the Zhaolin Realm and received the blessing of the Ancestral Dragon, proving himself to be the true master of the Subduing Evil Sword, he has become the most talented being since the creation of the Huaixu Realm. It has been difficult for An Jing to find an enemy.

Because on this land of Huaixu, the weak would kneel down upon seeing him, and the strong would yearn for him to become even stronger, hoping that Anjing, this unprecedented 'Nature Master,' could find a path to the highest heavens.

There will be no more Ling Xiao choosing to be an enemy of An Jing for some strange reason, and there will be no more illiterate young masters of noble families provoking him. An Jing's name, appearance, various portraits, data, and information have long been widely spread throughout the ten continents and across the world.

Ordinary people might not recognize him, but if even martial artists don't recognize him, then such a sin truly deserves death!

Even Yin Gujin and Xuan Mingyu are not enemies.

Grand Tutor Hong is different from Yin Gujin. He is a pure Heavenly Official, with no cultivation other than Dragon Qi Talismans. His lifespan is at most two hundred years. He is truly old and only wants order in this world, for someone to be an emperor and govern everyone. Who the emperor is is irrelevant. Yin Gujin, on the other hand, simply wants to find an opportunity to break free from the constraints of the Heavenly Official system. Gu Yunzhi's Second Empire, or even a sufficiently powerful enemy, could fulfill his wish. If An Jing were to come and wipe out the capital, the Heavenly Officials, and the aristocratic families, he would not only not be sad, but would applaud—because he is essentially a martial artist. Seeing such a momentous event would only make his blood boil, and even if he lost, he would accept the outcome and not dwell on it.

As for Xuan Mingyu at the end.

"If you wish, Sect Master An."

At this moment, the current emperor of Da Chen, who was also unsurprisingly the last emperor, smiled and said, "How about we hold the abdication ceremony now?"

"Of course, it's not easy to transfer the imperial bloodline authority to you, but you can let Mingjing come out and let her be the Xuan Tian Emperor first. What happens after that is a matter for your own people."

At this point, he seemed to realize that You Ruhui was in Anjing's cave, so he looked into the void and nodded slightly: "Little sister, although we have almost never met, I really regard you as my sister... After all, you are the child raised by Father and Mother."

Upon hearing this, An Jing's expression remained unchanged, but You Ruhui in An Jing Cave Heaven was taken aback, while Grand Tutor Hong and Yin Gujin, after a brief moment of surprise, widened their eyes: [Could it be... I see!]

[No wonder Xuan Mingjing's imperial bloodline authority is so high, so that's why...]

"Yes."

Xuan Mingyu lowered his eyes and smiled: "Although the late emperor and Prince Jing trusted each other, sometimes, simple trust is meaningless. And with their level of expertise, how could they not have discovered the Heavenly Demon Restriction in the Imperial Blood?"

"The Second Empire is an act of splitting power, which cannot be allowed by the Imperial Court. But what if the successor to the Second Empire is the child of the First Empire's emperor? The power of blood will continue, and at least before they die, the restrictions can be bypassed."

“Mingjing.” Xuan Mingyu looked into the void, met You Ruhui’s gaze in the cave, and smiled. “After the late emperor passed away, Prince Jing rushed to the capital immediately, putting himself in danger, all to support me to the throne. Thinking about it carefully, isn’t that a bit too foolish? It doesn’t seem like Prince Jing’s wisdom.”

"But this is out of necessity, because the late emperor is dead and the power of blood is no longer unified. He must take control of the core of the second empire himself, which is the Heaven and Earth Heart that you have now refined, and then support his true bloodline... that is, me, to ascend to the throne and ensure that the imperial court does not split."

“From the moment you were born, you were surrounded and cared for by many of Prince Jing’s friends. Prince Jing had no need to lie, and you were indeed regarded as his own daughter. Who would have thought that you were actually the late emperor’s orphan?”

"And I am hidden deep within the palace; apart from the Emperor, who else could know who I truly am?"

Turning his head to look at An Jing, Xuan Mingyu spread his hands: "You see, this throne was never mine to begin with. As soon as Ming Jing comes out, I will give the throne to her."

"Is this satisfactory?"

How could such a good thing happen in this world?

A Heavenly Sect, an Imperial Dynasty, a ready-made administrative system, a source of order, and a supreme authority—the source that can elevate a person to the highest heavens and instantly make a strong person even stronger.

No one is his enemy; everyone hopes that he can become their leader.

He can have it as long as An Jing asks.

No one will refuse.

But at this moment, An Jing sighed in disappointment.

"that's it?"

He said softly, "Is this all the boring stuff you want to say?"

(End of this chapter)