Chapter 162: Riot
Just as everyone was wondering, Changtian coughed and then said, "I have finished my discussion with Young Master Wang Yufan. Now, my Jidao Imperial Court announces Li Meng’er as the Saintess of my Jidao Imperial Court."
When Changtian finished speaking, the few people in the main hall were stunned. What exactly happened to cause such a drastic change in the attitude of the Lord of the Jidao Imperial Court?
After Changtian announced the matter, he immediately sent out a message.
Before long, everyone in the Jidao Imperial Court knew about the news.
"What? Can someone tell me what exactly happened?"
In a separate courtyard of the Jidao Imperial Court, a handsome black-haired youth also heard the voice, his eyes sharp as he murmured, "This is really something. Where did Li Meng’er come from? She just came and directly snatched away my position as the Saint Son. I think there must be something fishy about this, I need to go find Father Lord of the Imperial Court to reason with him."
However, such a thing was not only happening with him, but also in several other courtyards where there were similar thoughts. Everyone transformed into streaks of light and headed directly towards the Lord of the Imperial Court’s Main Hall.
At this moment, in the Lord of the Imperial Court’s Main Hall, five Imperial clan elders had already arrived and stood on both sides below the dais.
An elder with white hair, whose strength was in the True Immortal Realm, stepped forward and said, "Lord of the Imperial Court, is the news you just announced true? If it is true, please give us, your Imperial uncles, a reason. Wasn’t it already agreed that the position of Saint Son would be chosen from among the nine Imperial princes? Is it not a bit inappropriate to change the person at the last minute?
Moreover, such matters should be discussed with us old fellows. So please, Lord of the Imperial Court, give us an explanation."
Hearing the elder’s words, Changtian did not get angry, because the person in front of him was their Imperial Court’s most senior Imperial uncle.
"Imperial uncle, don’t be anxious, I will give you a reason, but let’s wait a little longer. Those little fellows will probably come immediately after hearing my decision. I will explain it to all of you then," Changtian said.
Hearing Changtian’s words, the five elders nodded and waited quietly.
After only less than ten breaths, streaks of light directly shot into the main hall.
"Chang Heng, you’ve all arrived," Changtian said to the nine youths who had just arrived.
The youth dressed in yellow robes stepped forward and said to Changtian, "Father Lord of the Imperial Court, since we brothers have come here, I presume Father Lord of the Imperial Court knows the reason. Please explain to us, we were all already preparing for this Imperial Clan Competition. We didn’t expect Father Lord of the Imperial Court to make another announcement. Forgive your children’s impoliteness, but we cannot accept such a decision."
The speaker was Changtian’s eldest Imperial prince, Chang Heng.
Changtian smiled slightly when he heard Chang Heng’s words; he certainly knew how they felt.
"Alright, since you are so eager to know, then I will tell you a story, a story about the founding ancestor of my Jidao Imperial Court."
In the time that followed, Changtian recounted the Rakshasa Body of the Jidao Imperial Court’s ancestor and the cultivation method he practiced.
"This is how the story goes. Although our Jidao Imperial Court has a forbidden land, almost no one has entered it for ten thousand years. It’s not that they couldn’t enter, but rather it was sealed, and only someone with the Rakshasa Body can open it. This is probably also the reason why the ancestor didn’t want his cultivation method to be passed down in the world like this."
Hearing Changtian’s words, everyone seemed to be lost in thought.
The elder who had spoken earlier spoke again, "What the Lord of the Imperial Court just said, I have also heard some rumors about it. However, I couldn’t confirm their authenticity. Now that the Lord of the Imperial Court has said it, then there’s no problem."
Wang Yufan smiled and said, "Imperial uncle, this is a secret that only each Lord of the Imperial Court can know, and it is not spread to the outside world. Since Imperial uncle has heard of it, then he also knows the importance of the Rakshasa Body to my Jidao Imperial Court."
"Lord of the Imperial Court, then according to what you said, is that Li Meng’er perhaps the Rakshasa Body, a physique that has been missing for tens of thousands of years? Is that why you announced her as the Saintess of my Jidao Imperial Court?"
Upon hearing this, everyone’s eyes turned to Changtian.
Changtian smiled, raised his hand, and pointed to Li Meng’er among Wang Yufan and the others, saying, "The person you speak of is her. She is Li Meng’er."
As he finished speaking, everyone’s eyes fixed on Li Meng’er’s location.
When everyone saw Li Meng’er, they were somewhat confused because Li Meng’er was wearing a ghost mask, so they could only see that it was a female figure.
Among the Imperial princes, when they saw Li Meng’er, aside from the ghost mask, her figure was one of the best. In their perception, it might be because Li Meng’er was too ugly, so she used a mask to cover it.
At this moment, Chang Heng said to Li Meng’er, "Presumably, you are the Rakshasa Body. Why do you cover yourself with a mask? Do you not dare to show your true face?"
Li Meng’er heard the Imperial prince say this and also spoke, "This is my hobby. Imperial prince, you don’t need to provoke me with such words. I can only take off my mask if I meet someone I like, otherwise, I won’t."
"Oh, is that so? Then, young lady, have you met someone you like, or have you not? If you are like this, even if someone likes you, what if you are an ugly monster? Then who would still want you? However, this Imperial prince can tell from your voice that you shouldn’t be too bad," Chang Heng said.
Hearing Chang Heng’s words, Li Meng’er stopped speaking. However, she didn’t notice that Wang Yufan’s expression beside her was a bit strange.
"Alright, I have said everything I needed to say, so this is also the ancestor’s will, not just mine alone. I am merely upholding the ancestor’s dying wish," Changtian said.
"Father Lord of the Imperial Court, please forgive your son’s impoliteness. Although she is that Rakshasa Body, your son does not believe her strength is enough to be our Saintess. I am currently in the early Earth Immortal stage, and I just checked her cultivation, and it is only at the Tribulation Transcending stage.
If Father Lord of the Imperial Court just lets a person of unknown origin become the Saintess of my Jidao Imperial Court like this, it will definitely cause more dissatisfaction," Chang Heng said.
Li Meng’er heard this and muttered to herself, "What dissatisfaction? It should be you who is dissatisfied, right?"
Changtian also hesitated slightly after hearing this. At this moment, Wang Yufan’s voice transmission directly entered Changtian’s mind.
"You can let Li Meng’er open your Jidao Imperial Court’s forbidden land. Inside, there is your ancestor’s inheritance for the Rakshasa Body. Of course, at that time, you can also see what your ancestor left in that forbidden land."
After hearing Wang Yufan’s voice transmission, Changtian was suddenly startled.
"That’s right, how could I not have thought of that? If Li Meng’er accepts the inheritance, then no one can predict the situation afterward. Moreover, the forbidden land has not been opened for ten thousand years, and he is also very curious about what is inside when it is opened in his hands."