He has been reincarnated through countless worlds, adorned with billions of mythological terms!

"Tenth Brother".

The emperor's voice was somewhat hoarse.

He looked at the thirteen-year-old boy in front of him, at his clean eyes and calm expression, and suddenly felt a little dazed.

Three years ago, this child stood in front of him and said earnestly:

"Protect the Great Yan, protect Father Emperor."

Three years later, the child stood in front of him, said nothing, but had already settled into the chair.

"Father."

Yun Yi bowed slightly, displaying impeccable manners, "Your Majesty, I have arrived late to rescue you, and I have caused you distress."

Startled?

The emperor gave a wry smile.

He was indeed alarmed—but not because of the second prince's rebellion, but because of the son's methods.

The 30,000 Imperial Guards were disciplined and obeyed orders without question.

Of the entire court, seventy percent of the officials defected.

A ten-year-old child spent three years seizing control of the entire power network in Kyoto.

And he, as the father, was completely unaware of it.

"you……"

The emperor paused, carefully choosing his words, "You knew all along that the second son had a problem?"

Yun Yi did not hide anything.

"I knew about it two years ago."

"Then why didn't you tell me?"

"Because there is no evidence."

Yun Yi raised his head, his gaze calm. "Moreover, I want to see what he really wants to do."

The emperor remained silent.

He suddenly recalled everything that had happened over the past three years—

Those old ministers whom he regarded as "fence-sitters" had unknowingly become his men.

Those generals he thought were "loyal" had actually been bribed by the second son long ago.

The emperor, sitting in his study, reviewing memorials and worrying about state affairs, was unaware that a power struggle was unfolding right before his eyes.

"Tenth Brother".

The emperor's voice was soft, "Do you hate me?"

Yun Yi was stunned for a moment.

"Why do you say that, Father?"

"You are my son, a prince, a descendant of the dragon and the phoenix."

The emperor stood up, walked to the window, and turned his back to him. "But the path you've walked from childhood to adulthood is one you've forged yourself."

"What have I ever given you?"

There's nothing there.

Yun Yi remained silent for a moment.

Then he spoke, his voice as calm as ever:

"Father Emperor gave me a life."

That's enough.

The emperor's shoulders trembled slightly.

He turned around, looked at his son, at that youthful yet composed face, at those clean yet deep eyes.

Then he laughed.

That smile contained relief, a sense of accomplishment, pride, and also a hint of indescribable guilt.

"it is good."

He said, "Okay."

"Someone come here."

"Your subject is here."

The head eunuch bowed and responded.

"Draft an imperial edict."

……

Half an hour later.

In the imperial court, the officials stood solemnly.

The bloodstains in the center of the hall had been cleaned up, as if the rebellion had never happened.

But everyone knows that things have changed.

From this day forward, the Great Yan Dynasty is about to undergo a major change.

The emperor sat on the dragon throne, his gaze sweeping over the assembled civil and military officials.

Those who had been bribed by the second-in-command kept their heads down and dared not utter a sound.

Those who were watching from the sidelines held their breath, awaiting the final verdict.

Those who had long since pledged allegiance to the Tenth Prince now stood tall, their eyes filled with anticipation.

The emperor's gaze finally settled on the boy at the very end of the procession.

At thirteen years old, dressed in a moon-white robe, she stood among a group of adults without looking out of place.

He just stood there, neither humble nor arrogant, neither proud nor impatient.

It was as if everything that happened next had nothing to do with him.

"Proclaim the imperial decree."

The chief eunuch unfolded the imperial edict in his hand, his shrill voice echoing through the hall:

"By the mandate of Heaven, the Emperor decrees:"

For twenty-three years since I ascended the throne, I have been filled with anxiety and fear, lest I fail the trust of the late emperor and the hopes of the people.

The nation is currently facing difficulties, with powerful enemies surrounding us from the outside and treacherous officials causing trouble from within. I am old and frail, and my energy is waning, making it truly difficult for me to shoulder the heavy responsibility of governing the country alone.

The tenth prince, Yun Yi, is intelligent, resolute, and devoted to the country, enjoying widespread respect.

Over the past three years, the Imperial Guards have been disciplined and the court has been restored, all thanks to his efforts.

If it weren't for the Tenth Prince's strategic planning, I would have met with certain death today.

I have decided that, effective immediately, the throne shall be passed to my tenth son, Yunyi.

It is hoped that he will inherit the great legacy, uphold the nation, and protect the people.

So be it.

The main hall was deathly silent.

All eyes were on the boy.

Yun Yi stood there, motionless.

He had already guessed it.

From the moment he stepped into the imperial study, from the moment his father asked, "Do you hate me?", he had already guessed it.

But he didn't expect his father to be so quick.

It was so fast, it was like...making his final arrangements.

"Tenth Brother".

The emperor's voice came from the dragon throne, "Come up."

Yun Yi raised his head and met those aged yet gentle eyes.

He strode forward, step by step, toward the imperial steps.

Yun Yi walked to the steps and stopped.

He raised his head and looked at the man on the dragon throne.

Three years have passed, and Father has aged so much.

Half of his hair had turned white, his eyes were sunken, and his face was full of fatigue.

"Tenth Brother".

The emperor stood up, descended the imperial steps, and stood before him.

"I have sat in this chair for twenty-three years."

"For twenty-three years, I have not had a single day of restful sleep."

He reached out and gently patted Yun Yi's shoulder.

"But you are different."

"You can sleep soundly."

Yun Yi opened his mouth, as if to say something, but was interrupted by the emperor.

"Don't speak."

The emperor took something out of his sleeve and put it into his hand.

It is a jade pendant.

It is entirely emerald green, warm and smooth like jade—no, it is jade.

The jade pendant has a single character engraved on its front:

"inflammation".

Four small characters are engraved on the back:

"To protect all people."

"This was passed down from the founding emperor."

The emperor's voice was soft, "It has been passed down for four generations, and now it is passed on to you."

Yun Yi looked down at the jade pendant in his hand and remained silent for a long time.

Then he raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him.

"Father."

The emperor withdrew his hand, took two steps back, and looked at his son.

"Go."

"That chair is yours to sit in."

Yun Yi took a deep breath, turned around, and walked step by step up the imperial steps.

He stopped in front of the dragon throne.

He did not sit down immediately.

Instead, he turned around and looked at the entire court of civil and military officials.

He looked at Yue Dan, who was standing at the entrance of the palace.

He looked at the guards dressed in black armor.

I looked out the window at the sky.

Sunlight streamed in through the window and fell on him.

A thirteen-year-old boy stood before the dragon throne, his hands behind his back.

His face showed no pride, no excitement, only calmness.

It was as calm as a bottomless pool of water.

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

The courtiers knelt in worship.

The sound was deafening.

Yun Yi looked at all this and slowly sat down.

The moment he sat down, that familiar voice echoed in his mind—

【Ding--】

[Host's ascension to the throne detected, triggering hidden conditions.]

[All privileges for the god-level entry "Heavenly Emperor" are now officially available.]

[Current national index: 182347 points]

[Daily fixed increase: 50,000 points (Imperial status + Court + Imperial Guard + Initial popular support)]

[Advanced "Imperial Star Blessing": After becoming emperor, the physical body transforms into the "Heavenly Mandate Imperial Body," and the divine soul transforms into the "Heavenly Emperor Divine Soul."]

[Heavenly Mandate Imperial Body: Automatically synchronizes with attributes of 100% loyal followers.]

[Heavenly Emperor's Divine Soul: Immune to all negative effects.]

[Gain new effects]

[Effect 7 - Heaven's Mandate Returns to the Heart: The people, officials, and all living beings will spontaneously develop awe and loyalty, automatically gathering faith and giving back to the nation's destiny and themselves.]

[Effect 8 - Dragon Court Domain: The Imperial Palace deploys an absolute domain. Within this domain, "I am the Mandate of Heaven," and the rules of heaven and earth favor you. Enemy power is suppressed, and all of your attributes surge.]

【Effect 9 - Imperial Palace Awakening: Activates the imperial palace/city with the nation's fortune, transforming it into a living battle form, with palaces as its bones, dragon energy as its blood, and city walls as its armor.】

[Effect 10 - Palace Rebirth: The palace can be quickly repaired by consuming national resources after it is destroyed, becoming stronger with each battle, and is virtually indestructible.]

[Effect 11 - Heavenly Decree: With the power of Heaven's will, a single word can determine life and death, strength and weakness, and alter destiny; those of lower realms cannot disobey.]

[Effect 12 - Undying Imperial Soul: As long as the nation's fortune continues and faith endures, the divine soul will not truly perish and can be reborn with the help of dragon energy.]