Song Xuan shook his head and said with a smile: "There are too many trivial matters, which are delaying my practice."
"Husband, can you just appoint a prince to handle government affairs as you did before?"
"I don't even have a son, how can I appoint a prince to supervise the country?"
"Then adopt the adopted son."
Song Xuan blinked and looked at Zhou Zhiruo, "Why do you want me to be the emperor so much?"
"Because in Zhiruo's heart, your husband is the emperor who is truly good to the people in this world. If you were the king of the world when I was young, my father would not have died tragically, and I would not have been left without a father, mother, or support.
No hope!
I know, husband, you have always thought that I am very scheming, but my scheming is just to enable myself to survive. If only my parents were alive, I would rather not have this scheming!
I heard from Qinglian that the world here is now at the end of the Sui Dynasty, and the chaos has begun, and all living beings are in ruins. Since my husband has been through this world, why not end the chaos as soon as possible and give the people of the world a hope of survival? "
Song Xuan began to think deeply.
His mission in this world is actually almost completed.
After Ning Daoqi and the other three great masters are trampled under his feet, no one in the entire world will be his opponent.
After collecting all kinds of secrets in the world, he can get an opportunity to fuse the techniques from Bronze Mirror. After doing this, he plans to return to the main world.
He has never forgotten the fact that the Americans in the main world used nuclear bombs to bomb him.
"I'll consider your suggestion!"
With his strength, it is not difficult to end the troubled times.
Once all the strongest martial arts masters in the world are dealt with, the rest will be much simpler, and unifying the world probably won't take too much time.
With that said, he stood up and said: "Let's go, take you to meet the legendary Emperor Yang of Sui!"
Taiyuan, Li clan, meeting hall.
The head of the clan, Li Yuan, was sitting on the main seat with a calm expression, talking solemnly with his two sons, Li Jiancheng and Li Shimin.
"My father just received the news that Jing Nian Temple, the holy land of martial arts, has been destroyed!"
"What?" Li Jiancheng stood up in horror and asked, "Did the Demon Gate move it?"
Li Yuan shook his head and said: "I don't know yet whether he is a demon sect, but there is a person who you must be familiar with!"
As he spoke, he looked at Li Shimin and said, "Devil Emperor, Song Xuan, this name should be familiar to you, right?"
Li Shimin nodded and said: "Back in Slender West Lake, I had some conversations with the Demon Emperor. He even asked me if I wanted to be the emperor, and said he would come to my Li family as a guest when he had time!"
Li Yuan tapped his fingers lightly on the seat and said, "How credible do you think the Devil Emperor's words are?"
Li Shimin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "For those who stand at the pinnacle of martial arts, the throne is easily accessible to them. Maybe it was just a casual joke, but maybe, that senior Song really chose our Li family!"
As he spoke, Li Shimin carefully described the situation of his initial contact with Song Xuan, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that Senior Song was so powerful that the Jing Nian Temple, which had been intimidating the world for hundreds of years, was defeated by him alone.
Power is destroyed.
If I had known that Senior Song was already nearly invincible, I should not have hesitated and answered directly when he asked. If so, maybe our Li family would have occupied the Luoyang Palace by now!"
Li Yuan sighed, feeling a little pity, but Li Jiancheng comforted him: "Second brother, you don't need to blame yourself. What you did when the information was unclear was not wrong. After all, we, the Li family, are all in charge.
There is no grandmaster. Many martial arts situations cannot be accurately judged.
Besides, even if we had a martial arts master in charge, we probably wouldn’t have expected that the Demon Emperor would really have the strength to destroy a martial arts holy land!”
Li Yuan nodded and said: "What your elder brother said makes sense. Nowadays, the general situation is unpredictable and no one can predict what will happen in the future. You were not wrong in choosing a safe approach at that time.
The emperor seems to be the supreme one in the world, but in the final analysis, it is decided by those who are at the top of martial arts.
For example, Fu Cailin of Goguryeo and Bi Xuan, the grassland warrior god, the heirs to the throne of these two places need their approval before they can ascend the throne.
In the Central Plains, Sanren Ning Daoqi didn't care about this, but who would sit on the throne of emperor was actually chosen after consultation between the two holy places Cihang Jingzhai and Jingnian Chanyuan.
We aristocratic families may seem to have deep foundations and great strength, but in essence we still have to act based on the looks of those top powerhouses.
Now that the Jing Nian Temple has been destroyed, Demon Emperor Song Xuan must face off against Cihang Jingzhai and Grand Master Ning Daoqi. In the end, the ownership of this world will have to be decided between them.
Decide who will sit on the throne!"
Li Shimin pondered and said: "What does father mean, wait first? We can wait until the winner is determined between them before we take sides?"
"Yes!" Li Yuan nodded.
Li Shimin frowned and said: "Father, the situation has reached this point. If we just want to settle down and become a member of a noble family, we can wait and see. But if we aspire to the great position of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, we must make a choice!
Father, it’s time to take sides!”
Li Yuan hesitated and looked at Li Jiancheng, "Boss, what's your opinion?"
Li Jiancheng stood up and said: "Father, no one likes the wallflower!"
Li Yuan's palms were trembling a little, and he didn't know whether it was caused by excitement or uneasiness, "Do you mean to support the Demon Emperor Song Xuan?"
"Yes!" Li Shimin nodded heavily, "Because he is so cruel! If I don't support him, he really dares to come and destroy my entire Li family!"
Li Jiancheng also said: "Father, please show the attitude of our Li family to the outside world. Jing Nian Temple is a place where evil spirits hide evil and evil practices. Senior Song Xuan destroyed the evil cave, which is a blessing to God and the will of the people. It is really beneficial.
Great merit for the people of the world!"
Over in Taiyuan, the Li family began to express their support for the Demon Emperor Song Xuan's feat of annihilating Jing Nian Zen Monastery. This incident caused an uproar among the major forces in the world.
Even the Yuwen family, Yuwen Shang, Yu Wenhuaji and others felt incredible at this moment.
"Li Yuan, this old guy, has always been a coward. He has always been timid and afraid of things and unwilling to express his attitude easily. Why is he so uncharacteristic of himself this time?"
Yu Wenhuaji said angrily: "Could it be that the Demon Emperor gave them some promise to the Li family that cannot be fulfilled?"
Yu Wenshang waved his hand and said: "That's not necessarily the case. It should be that this old boy is cruel and wants to take sides!"
As he spoke, he said with some annoyance: "We still lack some courage and failed to take the advantage, allowing the Li family to take the lead. There must be a battle between Song Xuan and Ning Daoqi.
If Song Xuanruo loses, that's fine. If he wins, the fate of the world will most likely fall on the Li family!"