The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor's Corpse-Chapter 161: A Kind Father and a Filial Son!

The royal family is heartless!

The Primordial Emperor had never thought of relinquishing any power from the start, nor had he ever considered it.

Letting Tang Zhenyuan, the Eighth Prince, control the position of Crown Prince Candidate!

"I went all out risking offending the Third, trying to win people over.

But in the end, it only turned out to be a superficial position, established just to provoke disputes among the princes, to see our true colors.

Father Emperor, truly worthy of being Father Emperor!

So cunning and calculating, he even figured his sons into the plan," Tang Zhenyuan remarked.

He sighed.

"Compared to Father Emperor, I’m still far behind."

There was something else he left unsaid in his heart.

*"Father Emperor, do you really think so little of me, with no intention at all of letting me succeed?"*

Tang Qingqing lowered her head.

"We all forgot that Father Emperor is the Emperor!

Your Majesty, can you tell us about the conversation between Father Emperor and you?"

Even knowing that the Primordial Emperor, as the Emperor, was cold and heartless,

she was, after all, a woman, kind-hearted and soft, seeking some comfort!

For in her eyes, the Primordial Emperor was a benevolent father who had never been harsh to her.

"Alright!"

When Yang Yan spoke of how the Primordial Emperor wanted the Eighth Prince Tang Zhenyuan to withdraw for the good of Tang Zhenyuan, hoping he would become a dragon among men,

Tang Zhenyuan’s expression was particularly colorful!

All present, whether Tang Zhenyuan or Tang Qingqing,

understood clearly!

To become an emperor meant having immense power and resources.

Becoming an emperor couldn’t possibly be the end!

The Immortal Dao Emperor, the founding Emperor of the Daqin Immortal Country,

they all started building their dynasties and setting their path.

Becoming an emperor was just the beginning!

*"Father Emperor, you are truly unbelievable!"* thought Tang Zhenyuan.

If he could achieve the emperor’s throne, directly acquiring the resources of an Emperor Dynasty,

Tang Zhenyuan imagined how high he could go with his talents.

"Your Majesty, please wait in my sister’s palace.

I will go to the national treasury, fetch some elixirs and treasures, to help you break through as soon as possible!" Tang Zhenyuan stood up and bowed.

Yang Yan pressed his hand on his shoulder.

"Wait, the Primordial Emperor is still watching over me.

First, go write a memorial to request the Primordial Emperor decree you to stop contending for the position of Crown Prince Candidate, then proceed with what you intended!"

At this moment, Yang Yan could clearly feel the Primordial Emperor’s attention on him.

His identity being exposed was also something the Primordial Emperor had been keeping an eye on for a long time.

Yang Yan speculated that the Primordial Emperor might also be somewhere in the Royal Capital like him.

If the Primordial Emperor wanted to know who was doing what, it would be effortlessly easy.

So whatever Tang Zhenyuan wished to do, he needed to wait for the Primordial Emperor’s attention to shift elsewhere.

If the Primordial Emperor watched Tang Zhenyuan, and Tang Zhenyuan was pilfering the national treasury’s treasures,

once discovered!

Not only Tang Zhenyuan would be in trouble, but Yang Yan would also get implicated.

"At that time, he would definitely inform all the Major Sect, the Holy Land of *my* presence.

He might even take action against *me*!" Yang Yan pondered.

Currently not acting against him, the Primordial Emperor saw him closely connected with Tang Zhenyuan.

Plus, Yang Yan’s high talents might prove useful in the future, so he concealed it.

"Wait until the Wentian Daoist School opens!"

He wasn’t fearful of the Primordial Emperor, but his goal wasn’t the Primordial Emperor.

It was the Zuowang Divine Stele, to open the Divine Dao Emperor’s tomb.

If because of a few treasures, he quarreled with the Primordial Emperor, prompting the Wendao Academy to put away or destroy the Zuowang Divine Stele,

it would be a loss not worth incurring!

*"Understood, I will follow Your Majesty’s instructions."* Tang Zhenyuan replied.

"Mhm."

The sedan chair returned to the Princess Mansion, while Tang Zhenyuan went to write the memorial and Tang Qingqing continued washing clothes for Yang Yan.

Half an hour later, the observing princes and Empress,

upon learning that the Primordial Emperor issued an imperial edict conferring the title of King Qin upon the Eighth Prince Tang Zhenyuan, entrusting him with the Ministry of Revenue, were all dumbfounded.

At Ningyang Prince Mansion, the Third Prince Tang Ning was initially deep in worry.

Upon hearing the news, he froze for a moment, then burst into laughter!

"Old Eighth, oh Old Eighth, how did you manage to anger Father Emperor?

So miserable that you’ve directly lost any opportunity to fight for the Crown Prince Candidate’s position!"

He laughed as he stood up.

"I still have a chance, I’m going to find Mother to ask for her help!"

Tang Ning’s figure vanished.

At the Prince Wen Mansion, the Fifth Prince Tang Feng and his supporters received the news.

They exchanged glances and then burst into laughter as well.

"Haha, Old Eighth, who once had the support of a dynasty, has been kicked out of the competition for the position.

Next, we have a great opportunity!"

Tang Feng smiled.

"Indeed, but I wonder why Old Eighth was kicked out."*

He showed a look of doubt.*

"It must be because his supporters were too arrogant and offending in front of Father Emperor, offending the Emperor.

Have you seen how overbearing he is!

Directly nullified the Sword Dao Sword Realm of the Ninth Prince and Twelfth Princess.

Such a person, seeing him, would Father Emperor be happy?" a strong and robust man commented.

He was the Primordial Emperor’s Eleventh Prince!

"Yes, that’s possible.

Otherwise, it can’t be explained, the strong supporters of Old Eighth.

Right after meeting Father Emperor, he was kicked out." Tang Feng said.

"Alright, now that Old Eighth is kicked out, we don’t have to worry.

Come, let’s drink!

When Ask the Dao Academy opens, we still need to deduce the secrets of the Zuowang Divine Stele."

Outside, Tang Zhenyuan didn’t have a clue because he now had other plans.

He approached Yang Yan and bowed down.

"Your Majesty, is Father Emperor still watching you?"

Yang Yan shook his head slightly.

"No more, I guess it’s because I persuaded you, that’s why he’s not watching.

Now you can head to the Ministry of Revenue, open the treasury.

Don’t take everything in one go, go slowly."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I’ll go right away."

At that moment, Li Wan Hua waved his hand, and a ring-like thing flew toward Tang Zhenyuan.

Tang Zhenyuan caught it with one hand and held it in his palm.

"This is a Storage Ring that can seal off the aura, making it more discreet for storing treasures," Li Wan Hua said.

Tang Zhenyuan bowed.

"Alright."

Two days later!

In the Princess Palace of Tang Qingqing, a large cauldron was overturned.

Tang Zhenyuan, Tang Qingqing, Leng Bi Yue, Li Wan Hua, and Ming Yue all arrived.

"Your Majesty, Wentian Daoist School has opened!"

Inside the cauldron, Yang Yan opened his eyes.

In front of him lay three pieces of Divine Origin.

Each was the size of a human head, all stealthily stolen from the national treasury by Tang Zhenyuan.

Yang Yan’s aura fluctuated, and the Profound Qi enveloping the three pieces of Divine Origin was entering the Secret Realm.

He had now reached the peak of the Four Extremes Secret Realm, with his Profound Qi surging within.

Above the Sea of Suffering, the Divine Bridge hung high.

Now he had six Divine Bridges, with an incomparably solid foundation.

The only step left for breaking through to the Other Shore Realm was a final step.

He raised his hand, flipped the large cauldron, and received it into the Secret Realm.

"Finally, today’s the day, wait for me outside the city.

Once I’ve emerged from the Emperor’s Tomb, I will come to find you," Yang Yan said.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Tang Zhenyuan had been pilfering the national treasury for two days already, not suitable to stay here any longer.

In these past two days, if what was taken were discovered by the Primordial Emperor, even with ten lives, Tang Zhenyuan would be doomed.

"Your Majesty, I wish to enter the treasury one last time to take away one more treasure before leaving," Tang Zhenyuan said at this moment.

He wanted to go once more!

"Alright, be careful."*

*Tang Zhenyuan nodded.

"I will, Your Majesty, be careful yourself.

Your journey is a thousand times more perilous than ours."

"Alright."*