Chapter 80 Ascension to the Throne
Chapter 80 Ascension to the Throne
"I knew there was a reason why he let Lu Yu off so easily; it turns out this was his plan all along." As soon as Ksitigarbha heard this, he understood the ins and outs of the situation, realizing that the old ancestor was not content to sit quietly by.
"The monk speaks without consideration. If you hadn't kept an eye on him, the old ancestor probably wouldn't have thought of this method. Now, who in the three realms doesn't know that a great change is imminent? Naturally, he also needs to make good plans for himself." Di Ting did not spare Ksitigarbha any face.
However, Ksitigarbha just laughed and chanted a Buddha's name, saying, "If that is the case, I shall go and let the old ancestor know, lest his anger harm his body." Having said this, he flew towards the Sea of Blood, and soon enough, the winds and clouds over the Sea of Blood transformed, and Buddha Light shone forth.
Di Ting glanced at the battlefield and yawned, bored. He had seen such scenes countless times over the years and was tired of them. Regardless of the two people turning the world upside down outside, Di Ting closed his eyes and slowly drifted into a dream.
As time gradually passed, Lu Yu finally managed to suppress the blood qi seed in his mind after a period of refinement, and he silently let out a sigh of relief. Even with the suppression of the Spirit Root, the stubbornness of this blood qi seed was astonishing to Lu Yu. However, it also allowed him to make up for the insufficiencies in his character caused by the recent improvements in his realm.
"The rest is a matter of perseverance and gradual improvement," Lu Yu told himself.
At the same time, his gaze turned to Zhongzhou. Under Lu Zhang's diligent governance, Zhongzhou had finally regained some vitality. Human potential is boundless, and once away from the ravages of war, the surviving people burst forth with indescribable enthusiasm, appreciating peace all the more after facing war.
Those who had suffered grieved silently, choosing to bury their sorrows deep within their hearts as they stepped back onto their paths in life. However, unlike before, they now saw a glimmer of hope.
Under Lu Zhang's directive, Zhongzhou began a massive movement to allocate farmland. After the massacre by the White Lotus Sect and the ravages of the Black Armored Army, the influence of Zhongzhou's noble families had been swept away, leaving a vast amount of idle land, which provided Lu Zhang the opportunity to implement such policies.
Land is life, and nothing could bring more comfort to the refugees than land. When those who had withstood hardships finally reclaimed land of their own, tears slid down their cheeks. They didn't know how to express their gratitude, so they kowtowed in the most simple and sincere way to thank the officials of Yuzhou.
The Heng River is the mother river of Great Chen, and it was here that Lu Zhang performed a ritual to heaven and earth, proclaiming his ascension to the throne.
The river roared, and the riverbank was already abuzz with noise, with soldiers clad in iron armor scattered along the bank. On a high platform by the river, an altar had been set up, with a wooden table covered in red silk and offerings placed atop it.
Your journey continues with empire
Following the announcement by the Ritual Officer, Lu Zhang, dressed in the Imperial Robe, approached the altar with solid steps, followed by the civil and military officials of Yuzhou, as well as his own family.
In this moment, Lu Zhang felt a surge of emotions. He had never imagined he would have such a day. Born into poverty, he had known peace as well as hardship and had tumbled through life and death situations. Fate had pushed him here and he had seized the opportunity. Now he was about to ascend the throne and become the celestial sovereign in the mouths of the people.
A profound aura emanated from his body, and those around felt that the soon-to-be Emperor possessed an extraordinary presence that compelled them to submit at a single glance.
This was a manifestation of the Dragon Qi rising within Lu Zhang. Before this moment, his Dragon Qi was merely that of a Serpent, but with his successful ascension, he was to ascend to the next level and fully transform into a True Dragon.
Following the instructions of the Ritual Officer, Lu Zhang ascended the altar, burned incense, and knelt to proclaim his presence to heaven and earth.
Just then, an unexpected twist occurred. The previously turbulent Heng River suddenly formed a vortex, and a gigantic white Serpent raised its head from the river. Water gently flowed down its body, its silvery scales shining brightly under the sun, and its eyes, as large as lanterns, filled with a crazed expression.
"Could this be the Heng River Dragon King enfeoffed by Great Chen? Judging by the scene, it looks as though it has gone mad," Chang Chunzi watched the chaos-causing Serpent and speculated in his heart.
While thinking so, he deftly prepared the Talismans; after all, it was his lord's coronation ceremony, and it wouldn't do for it to be disrupted by the Serpent.
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