I Can Strengthen Everything

"Later, after the Holy Emperor personally mediated, the matter was dropped for the time being. However, the Ninth Prince has never given up in private."

"Do you know why that girl rarely returns to the capital? That's the very reason."

"..."

'Holy hell, this is... quite the drama!'

'This Ninth Prince's love runs so deep!'

'Wait, no. It's probably not just about deep love. If he managed to win over Hong Miaojin, that would be the same as gaining Hong Xuanji's support. His target is...'

The throne!

A thought flashed through Fang Xing's mind, and he felt the possibility was extremely high.

Hong Miaojin's father was the Director of the Observatory, in charge of the entire department—a man of absolute power and influence.

Furthermore, the Director's power was Heaven-Reaching, profound and unfathomable!

He was, at the very least, far stronger than the Commander of a province.

As for what exact realm he was in, Fang Xing had no idea.

One thing was certain: he was at the very least at the Celestial Martial Saint Level.

With the support of the Director of the Observatory, a bid for the throne wouldn't be impossible.

The emperors of Great Jing could only reign for one hundred years.

This was a rule established by Great Jing's founding emperor, Great Emperor Hong Wu.

A new emperor every century.

For a thousand years, through all its trials and tribulations, this had always been the case for Great Jing.

Not a single emperor had ever exceeded the one-hundred-year term.

Whether there was some other Profound Secret behind this, no one could say.

The current Emperor Longjing had been on the throne for nearly a century. And while a Crown Prince had been appointed, his succession wasn't guaranteed.

The Crown Prince was not guaranteed to ascend the throne.

It wasn't without precedent.

Every past Crown Prince had relied on the assistance of the Observatory.

It could be said that gaining the assistance of the Observatory's Director increased one's chances of success by a significant margin.

After all, the Observatory's foundation was simply too profound.

Its network spanned all of Great Jing, making it more important than even the command of a million troops.

If the Director issued a single command, the entire Great Jing Observatory would assemble. To say nothing of its other resources, there was one Celestial Martial Saint in every single province alone.

Great Jing had two capitals and thirteen provinces!

The Observatories in Jinling and Jade Capital were independent institutions.

Each administrative province encompassed the territory of several provinces.

The Celestial South Nine Provinces alone thus had nine Celestial Martial Saints!

And that was just a single major administrative province.

Across all of Great Jing, the Observatory possessed the strength of over one hundred Celestial Martial Saint Level experts.

Combined with the Observatories of the two capitals, this force was enough to overturn everything!

It was a power one absolutely had to control to ascend the throne.

Although Great Jing showed signs of entering a chaotic era, it could be said that as long as the Observatory did not fall, Great Jing would not completely collapse.

In a time of chaos, they could still sweep away the filth and restore order to the realm!

'This Ninth Prince probably isn't just in love. He's fucking aiming for Great Jing's supreme imperial throne!'

'He refused to believe a dignified Prince was some lovesick fool. Even a ghost wouldn't believe that story.'

'The struggles of the Royal Family were the greatest of all internal conflicts!'

At last, Fang Xing understood the meaning behind Yuan Tiangang's warning.

'They might just decide to make an example of him!'

'Sticking with Hong Miaojin meant he could easily be caught in the crossfire!'

'Not good. This was very, very not good!'

'The schemes here ran too deep!'

'He had no damn interest in getting caught up in some power struggle.'

'In this world, there was only one thing he believed in!'

'The pinnacle of raw power!'

'All schemes and struggles could be smashed to pieces in the face of raw power.'

'He was confident he could get there, but that was in the future, not right fucking now!'

Fang Xing held his cup in one hand, his expression turning pale, then darkening.

'Not going... didn't seem to be an option!'

Hong Miaojin had helped him a great deal.

'I'll just have to play it by ear. If they really push me into a corner... I'll just leave the Observatory. The world is a vast place; where can't I go!'

As the thought crossed his mind, the color gradually returned to Fang Xing's face.

'When the time comes, he would just flee to distant lands.'

'If he couldn't stay in Great Jing, there was still Great Wei!'

'His future wasn't meant to be confined to some remote corner; his ambitions were aimed at the entire Mortal World.'

'He had to see all the sights the world had to offer. Otherwise, what was the point of this whole damn transmigration?'

'Heaven and Earth are vast, but I am my own master. My fate is mine to control, not for the Heavens to decide!'