Chapter 289: Assuming the Position of Dayan

In the various nations of the Martial Realm, several minutes had already passed since the battle ended.

Yet the aftermath of this battle spread like a rising tide, unceasing and ever-expanding.

On the streets of the Dayan capital, every passerby now set aside whatever they had been busy with.

One by one they leaned against walls or in alleyways, snacks in hand, staring intently at the battle unfolding before them.

In the blink of an eye, the street corners were packed solid with onlookers, just like watching an outdoor movie, eyes wide as they stared at the scenes before them in a daze.

A Martial Entry Second Layer warrior gazed at the battle footage playing before him and exclaimed in awe:

"So strong! Is this what a fight between Fourth Rotation cultivators looks like? Every inheritance is absurdly overpowered — why waste such great imagination!"

"Holy shit!" A Martial Entry Fifth Layer warrior suddenly widened his eyes, watching Baixiaosheng's livestream, and said:

"Xiang Hongtu's ability is actually reversing time! That's way too broken! Isn't that just invincible? I can't even imagine how Fang Can's side is supposed to fight!"

At those words, nearby warriors and commoners who couldn't keep up with his viewing pace all widened their eyes:

"What did you say? Xiang Hongtu's ability is reversing time?"

"Holy shit, I was watching the Fourth Rotation guy with the Mixed Heaven Bracelet get his heart ripped out by Ji Donglai's teleportation."

"Dammit, if you're gonna watch then just watch, don't say it out loud — why you gotta spoil it!"

……

As the cursing rose and fell along the street, Fu Yuxiang's eyes held a trace of dawning realization.

Just yesterday, Fang Can had only just claimed first place in the Grand Tournament of the Nations.

From their first meeting to his defeat, it hadn't even been two months — how could it be that in the blink of an eye the other man was already leading a team to fight Fourth Rotation cultivators, while he himself still lingered at First Rotation?

In his eyes now, the gap between the two of them had grown to a point of utter despair!

Sharing his thoughts were those elite youngsters who had faced Fang Can in a duel at Fangcun Mountain just days ago! Watching helplessly as Fang Can joined this battle worthy of being recorded in the annals of history.

And while the streets and alleys were lost in thought, a warrior whose cultivation had reached First Rotation was striding forward, step by step, into the street.

He was about to do something utterly despicable.

He stopped at the street entrance, looked at the commoners on both sides earnestly watching the livestream, and drew in a deep, vicious breath.

The next instant, an earth-shattering roar burst from his mouth:

"Fang Can won in the end! Not a single person on their side died!"

"Yi Tianxing died playing chess — lost all seven games to Fang Can!"

"Xiang Hongtu had two lives! One was taken by a replication-ability user who fought to the death, and the other was severed by the Sect Master of Jiejian Mountain!"

……

After bellowing out every spoiler at the top of his lungs, the entire street fell silent.

Once the meaning sank in, a mountain-tsunami wave of cursing came surging from every direction:

"Holy shit!"

"You son of a bitch!"

"Did I ask you to tell me?!"

……

Then, thoroughly satisfied as he listened to the cursing pouring in from nearly half the city because of his spoilers, that First Rotation cultivator happily slipped away on light feet.

And now, leaving aside those little amusements on the streets and in the alleys.

In the imperial capital of Dayan, the Qing King and others were all standing inside the Yongle Dadian at this moment, tension evident in their expressions.

Inside the Golden Throne Hall now, compared to the lively discussions earlier, there was an air of utter stillness and desolation — even the number of people present had dropped by more than half.

Most of them had been scooped up by Li Huowang and his group to be used as material.

Of the entire court, only the Qing King and Elder Yang were at the Third Rotation level — it was yet another great purge.

As the livestream ended, after witnessing Fang Can and his party defeat those Fourth Rotation cultivators, they had long since been waiting inside the hall.

Waiting for the darkest hour that would decide their fate.

The next moment, two figures abruptly teleported into the hall.

The instant they appeared, most of the court officials present dropped to their knees with the deference owed to the Emperor.

"The handling of affairs here from now on is left to you. If there's danger, contact us directly — we're withdrawing first," Ji Donglai said.

Right now, in Fang Can's identity, he was the most suitable candidate to represent the superpowered cultivators in taking over Dayan.

After all, he had ties to both the imperial family and Jiejian Mountain, and all the other Dayan Fourth Rotation cultivators had been killed by them.

Moreover, Fang Can's intuition could detect danger, so he wouldn't be caught off guard and killed by Fourth Rotation cultivators from enemy nations.

And there was also Baixiaosheng, who might successfully break through to Fifth Rotation — no one knew what moves that fellow would make next.

Under these circumstances, Ji Donglai lying low and holding back would maximize the effect.

After all, no one wants to face a hidden potential enemy — that was a truth both for Ji Donglai and for the other Fourth Rotation cultivators.

"No problem," Fang Can agreed.

Although he didn't want to handle this post-battle cleanup work — it was far less peaceful than quiet cultivation — with manpower so tight right now, he was the only one suited for the job.

After a few brief instructions, Ji Donglai turned his head, his scarred face twisting as he warned harshly:

"You lot — if you don't want to die, then from now on obey Fang Can in everything. Serve him with the same devotion you'd show your ancestors!"

"Otherwise, I'll dig up your ancestral graves and send you down to meet them!"

"We humbly obey Lord Ji Donglai's instructions!" the civil and military officials present chorused softly, not a trace of displeasure in their tone.

After all, their attitude toward Fourth Rotation cultivators had always been like this — only the person above them had changed.

The court had always been dogs for others; now it was just a different batch of masters — no big difference.

Looking at this group of officials who didn't even possess superpowers, Ji Donglai gave a cold snort and vanished.

If he weren't worried that killing too harshly might trigger the Dayan founding Emperor's contingency measures, he wouldn't have left so many eyesores alive at all.

After Ji Donglai left, Fang Can waved his hand with a calm smile on his face and said, "Alright, get up. I'm actually pretty easy to talk to."

Following Fang Can's words, the court officials present breathed a sigh of relief—at least they knew Fang Can's temperament, and it wouldn't be as violent and tyrannical as Ji Donglai's.

Several old ministers had just been about to rise when they heard a murmur from the side: "Eh, wait, what? You're really getting up?"

The moment those words fell, the bodies of the many court officials present stiffened sharply, striking an awkward pose where they were neither quite standing nor quite kneeling.

"Alright, I was just joking." Fang Can sat down on the cold, icy dragon throne and said in a leisurely tone, "Get up quickly now. Whoever doesn't get up is not giving me face."

At these words, the court officials felt as though they had been granted a great reprieve, and one after another straightened up from the ground, only to see the youth on the dragon throne say: "Um... the Wan family—what's the situation with them?"

'The Wan family? Which Wan family?'

Fang Can's words made every court official's mind go blank for a moment, and for a time they couldn't react.

It was the Prince of Qing who reacted immediately and said: "You mean the Wan family of Wan Chenyu from before entering the capital, right? Their family head of three rotations was already taken away by you people three days ago."

(End of this chapter)