Chapter 370: The Anomaly of the Divine Incarnation

The Third Prince walked over, followed by a large group of gorgeously dressed young noble men and women behind him.

Seeing Lin Chao, these people all revealed playful smiles in their eyes.

That the Third Prince and the Nine Prince are at odds is no secret within Wangcheng.

Lin Chao looked at the Third Prince, his gaze calm.

With such a person, there is simply nothing to say.

In his eyes, the Third Prince was already as good as dead.

On the contrary, those nobles behind the Third Prince who were loyal to him were being aggressive.

"The Nine Prince might believe in other gods."

"Don't say that; I think the Nine Prince is a non-believer.

If he had been born in the Arcane Empire, he might be a Great Arcanist by now."

The others exchanged a few words, their speech unable to hide their mockery.

To a prince of the Shaya Kingdom, these words of theirs were a powerful attack.

As a prince, not believing in the Song God is, in itself, a mistake.

Believing in other gods is an even greater mistake.

Having ties to the Arcane Empire is an even more serious matter.

Facing these attacks, Lin Chao's gaze did not change; after all, these attacks would only affect the favor he held among the humans in Wangcheng and the Song Church.

And he was not lacking in either of those things.

However, facing the Third Prince, Lin Chao still spoke: "Third Brother, have you become a Priest of the Church and started judging me now?

Or perhaps, you have become a Priest of the Flame Church."

Facing the Third Prince's provocation, Lin Chao did not take it to heart.

To him, once he stepped into the Legendary realm, the Third Prince would not be far from death.

Moreover, the Third Prince had colluded with the Koya City City Lord to secretly deal with Lin Chao; this grudge, Lin Chao naturally remembered.

"Hmph! Ninth Brother, you are still as annoying as ever.

However, today is Father King's birthday, so I will not haggle with you." The Third Prince flicked his sleeves, his eyes carrying a look of disdain.

Beside the Third Prince, a middle-aged man dressed in red looked at Lin Chao with gloomy eyes and made a throat-slitting threatening gesture with his hand.

This middle-aged man was from the Flame Temple and was currently following the Third Prince.

Nearby, the First Prince, who had been silent, spoke up: "Third Brother, how can there be any reason in this world to join forces with outsiders to bully one's own brother?

Apologize to the Nine Prince."

Although the First Prince was obsessed with music, he was the eldest among all the princes and possessed his own dignity.

Hearing the First Prince's words, the Third Prince's expression changed slightly.

The First Prince still held authority among all the princes, and the Third Prince dared not offend him proactively.

However, he ignored him and left directly.

But before leaving, he still threw out a harsh threat, looking at Lin Chao with icy eyes: "I hope that in three years, you will be able to see into whose hands the scepter falls."

In three years, the King of Shaya will determine the candidate for the throne based on the performance of each prince in their fiefs.

The Third Prince was determined to win this candidacy for the throne.

He appeared to be speaking to Lin Chao, but in reality, he was also declaring war on the First Prince.

Lin Chao's gaze was calm, and he did not speak.

A trace of helplessness flashed in the First Prince's eyes: "Ninth Brother... sigh, Third Brother is being a bit excessive."

"Eldest Brother, it is nothing." Lin Chao did not say more.

Beside him, Ye Di's eyes were filled with anger, and he transmitted his voice: "When I become a Legendary, I will definitely grind this arrogant Third Prince to dust."

Lin Chao smiled.

On the other side, the Third Prince sat to one side in anger, with the red-clothed man standing beside him.

"Your Highness, shall we?" The red-clothed man's eyes flashed with killing intent.

"Yes! Originally, I was thinking of waiting until he returned to Koya City to kill him.

Since he is so tactless, then... after the grand ceremony ends, send people to Slay him.

Right, do not let his aunt or his cousin go either.

Hmph, offending me, they all deserve to die!"

For the Third Prince, there was simply no family affection within the Royal Family.

Older brothers, older sisters, and younger sisters were nothing more than his competitors.

Time passed minute by minute.

After about half an hour, King Diya appeared in everyone's field of vision.

Diya was in fine robes; even though his face was aged, he looked quite robust, showing that he must have been an exceptional beauty in his youth.

"Greetings, Your Majesty."

"Greetings, High Priest!"

The princes, nobles, and members of the Church present bowed one after another.

King Diya's gaze was sharp, sweeping across everyone present, and he nodded with satisfaction.

After everyone finished bowing, they straightened their bodies.

Diya looked at the crowd and spoke slowly: "Today is a day of great joy, and it is also a grand ceremony for the entire Shaya Kingdom.

That you all could come to immerse yourselves in the wonderful musical atmosphere with me, I... am very happy."

King Diya said some polite words, and the grand ceremony officially began under Diya's proclamation.

This grand ceremony is both the birthday of King Diya and a time for the nation's great nobles to gather together and build connections.

Of course, it is also the time to hold the nation's largest musical feast to please the Song God and promote the teachings of the Song Church.

As the ceremony began, a group of gorgeously dressed young men and women entered the great hall.

These young men and women all had handsome or beautiful faces; they could all be considered beauties.

These were the people from the Sacred Singer Troupe of the Song Church.

These people came from all over the Shaya Kingdom, and every one of them possessed a beautiful singing voice and an extraordinary appearance.

They must devoutly believe in the Song God and view the Song God as their father.

This Sacred Singer Troupe had a total of one hundred and twenty people, with ages concentrated between sixteen and Twenty-two.

Joining the Sacred Singer Troupe is an incomparable honor for the believers of the Song Church.

This represents status, and it also represents position.

But wanting to join is not that simple.

Among the rules, one is worth pondering: regardless of gender, one must first be a virgin.

As the Sacred Singer Troupe appeared, beautiful singing voices immediately spread throughout the entire great hall, and everyone was immersed in the atmosphere of the music.

The singing of the Sacred Singer Troupe had the wonderful effect of soothing the soul and healing psychological trauma.

Even someone as violent as the Third Prince calmed down at this moment, enjoying this sound of nature.

"This singing... is too moving.

Does this song have a copyright?

If I were to take it out, I could definitely sell it for one million."

Ye Di listened to the song; he was not immersed in it, but instead was calculating how to plagiarize the song.

Lin Chao heard this and smiled.

Ye Di continued to speak to himself: "As expected, Wangcheng is still better; there are so many handsome men and beautiful women.

This Sacred Singer Troupe is full of beauties and handsome men."

Lin Chao thought of something and said softly: "The Sacred Singer Troupe is also known as the Song God's Pleasure Garden. It is rumored that every once in a while, the Song God will descend with an avatar..."

"Holy shit, being a god is too happy!" Ye Di's face was full of envy. "If I become a god, I will learn from him and build a... beauty dancer troupe. No men, I don't like men!"

"Haha." Lin Chao smiled.

He spoke softly, but in reality, he was waiting for the upcoming God Descent.

When the singing of the Sacred Singer Troupe reached its climax, the Song God would perform a God Descent.

At that time, he would observe the avatar of the god at close range.

For him, this was the most important thing.

As for the noble social interactions that followed, they were not important to him at all.

Sure enough, the tide of music surged wave after wave, reaching the Ultimate after ten minutes.

All the singers of the Sacred Singer Troupe knelt on the ground at this moment, their eyes revealing expressions of longing and devotion.

"Song, the origin of art."

"Song, the voice of the soul."

"Song, the revival of all things."

All the nobles present revealed expressions of devotion.

Just then, above the Heavenly Vault, a light appeared, and a figure with a handsome face appeared in everyone's line of sight.

His appearance was very androgynous, making it impossible for people to tell if he was a man or a woman.

His eyes opened, and they seemed to carry an expression of joy.

"Song God!"

"Oh God!"

All the humans devoutly lowered their heads to show their respect for the Song God.

Except for two people, and those were Lin Chao and Ye Di.

Lin Chao looked at the Song God, countless complex expressions flashing in his eyes.

"Divine Power... Godhood."

He was observing this avatar of the Song God.

This avatar of the God Descent had no consciousness and was just a tool; that was why Lin Chao dared to be so bold.

This was the moment he was closest to a god.

He saw that the god's avatar possessed countless threads, and these threads were connected to the vast majority of the people present.

Some were thick, and some were thin.

This scene could not be seen by others, but Lin Chao could see it.

Lin Chao quickly memorized these threads and analyzed the characteristics contained within them.

"Divine Power... originates from the singing.

Godhood is song."

Lin Chao muttered, and suddenly, he was slightly stunned.

He was shocked to discover that one thread connected to the Song God's avatar was abnormally thick.

For example, while other threads might only be as thick as an enoki mushroom, that one was as thick as a golden cudgel.

"This is not right." Lin Chao felt shocked inside.

That thread... it was reversed!

The threads between humans and gods have a pattern, connected according to a certain rule and logic.

It was as if people were transmitting their faith to the Song God through those threads, through that kind of pattern.

And the thread in reverse... what did this mean?

Was someone... stealing the authority of the gods?

He immediately followed that thick thread with his gaze and instantly saw a pair of kind eyes.

That pair of eyes also took a look at him.

It was his father... Diya!

Lin Chao felt a slight shock in his heart; he quickly withdrew his gaze, his heart unable to calm down for a long time.

The God Descent ended, and the endless divine light vanished.

The singing of the Sacred Singer Troupe continued, sounding like music from heaven.

Accompanied by the Sacred Singer Troupe, several more singers from the Church went on stage to begin singing.

The entire royal palace was enveloped in an atmosphere of music.

Lin Chao was not interested in any of this.

The singing stopped, and the grand ceremony entered its next stage, which was... the ball.

Song and dance have always been linked.

The ball is the best way for every noble to build connections, and it is also the most common means for family marriages.

Young men and women would invite each other to be dance partners and perform dances.

Every prince had people inviting them, and they soon entered the dance floor to dance.

Only around Lin Chao could it be said that there was no one.

"These nobles are truly blind; the Manager and I are so handsome, yet they don't come to invite us to dance, instead going to find that group..." Ye Di said casually.

Lin Chao smiled.

He had seen such things many times.

Just then, a tall figure appeared; the Eldest Princess walked over wearing a blue court dress. The Eldest Princess had a free-spirited personality and had even trimmed the court dress, boldly revealing her slender waist and fair, flat, smooth abdomen.

This made the court dress lose its sense of dignity and added a touch of charm.

"Ninth Brother, the grand ceremony will end in one hour.

If you do not wish to attend the ball, you had better leave as soon as possible and return to Koya City." The Eldest Princess spoke, her eyes carrying a hint of charm. She was different from the last time Lin Chao saw her; there was now a tongue stud on her tongue.

"Many thanks for the information, Royal Sister." Lin Chao naturally knew that the Eldest Princess was hinting for him to leave quickly.

After all, it could be said that the Third Prince making a move against Lin Chao was inevitable.

"However, today is Father's birthday after all; as a son, how could I leave first?" Lin Chao added.

The Eldest Princess gave Lin Chao a complicated look, finally left helplessly, and let out a sigh.

Beside him, Ye Di looked at Lin Chao and suddenly said, "Manager, I have something to say, but I don't know if I should say it."

"Since you don't know if you should say it, then don't." Lin Chao knew what Ye Di wanted to say.

"Haha, this game is getting more and more interesting, really." Ye Di thought of something and laughed heartily.

For an hour, Lin Chao and Ye Di sat in the corner; apart from the Eldest Princess and the Eldest Prince coming by once, no one paid them any attention.

Lin Chao was happy to be left in peace.

In fact, what he was thinking about was still the avatar of the God of Song and that reversed thread.

Father... was even more deeply hidden than he had imagined.

However, what did that have to do with him?

Doing his own part and strengthening himself was his most important task at present.

The grand ceremony ended, and Lin Chao discovered that the Eldest Prince's figure had disappeared.

He also began to leave the venue.

Before leaving, the Third Prince glared at him viciously, but Lin Chao's eyes were filled with a playful smile.

He did not care.

"Third Prince, rest assured, the Ninth Prince won't be able to jump around for much longer." On the way, that expert from the Flame Temple said in a low voice, "This time, we have prepared five High-level Professionals; we will surely be able to Slay him in one stroke. Even if he manages to escape to Koya City, he will definitely die."

"Hmph!" The Third Prince snorted coldly, "Too good for him."

"However, Third Prince, the most important thing right now is not the Ninth Prince.

At today's grand event, did you see that someone came out and called the Eldest Prince away?

Could it be one of His Majesty's people?"

The expert from the Flame Temple had a worried look in his eyes.

They invested in the Third Prince because the Third Prince had a chance to become the King of Saya.

The Third Prince sat in the carriage, his eyes filled with disdain: "The Eldest Prince is very much like my uncle; no matter who Father chooses as his successor, it won't be him. What are you worried about?

With the support of your Flame Temple, my fief will definitely be the best managed.

How can others compare to me?"

The Third Prince's eyes were full of confidence.

"Make the carriage go faster; I still have to go back to the dance pool to enjoy myself and wait for the news of Old Nine's demise."

The Third Prince's eyes were full of joy, and he was full of anticipation for the future.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped.

The Third Prince's eyes blazed with fire: "What's going on?"

"Third Prince, a commoner has fallen in front of us."

"Just kick them away, can't you do that?" The Third Prince had always had a very irritable temper.

"As you command." The coachman got off the carriage, preparing to kick the person on the ground away with one foot.

Suddenly, an unforeseen event occurred.

(End of chapter)