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Chapter 692: Regicide

"Prime Minister, we just received news from the front lines. Our army has suffered a crushing defeat. When will this end?"

"Prime Minister, it\'s been over two months. We\'ve lost too much. We can\'t go on like this any longer, we simply can\'t!" one official exclaimed angrily.

The Prime Minister remained silent for a moment before speaking sternly, "Are spirit stones such a small matter that it makes you panic like this? Have you forgotten you are officials of the Eastern Lin Dynasty?"

"Small matter? Prime Minister, think about it. Is it really a small matter? Not just for me, but for you as well. You\'re a level seven member, making nearly a million high-grade spirit stones daily before the war. That\'s equivalent to ten million low-grade spirit stones a day. In these seventy-plus days, if there had been no war, let\'s not talk about the extra high-grade spirit stones you could have earned. You would have made over seven hundred million low-grade spirit stones in just over two months. Seven hundred million, Prime Minister, is that a small matter?" the official retorted.

"Yes, and considering the potential for even greater development and accumulation over these days, Prime Minister, you\'ve probably lost at least a billion low-grade spirit stones. A billion! Think about how much you could do with that amount," the official added sincerely.

"But as ministers of the Eastern Lin Dynasty, we must be loyal to our country," the Prime Minister\'s tone softened slightly.

"Loyalty? You treat the emperor like a father, but how does he treat you? Like grass? Like dog shit?" The official, now frantic, blurted out obscenities.

"Bold words!" the Prime Minister glared.

However, the other officials had already lost their loyalty to the emperor. Whoever blocked their path to wealth was their enemy.

As the Prime Minister and the officials were in heated discussion, a loud voice suddenly came from outside, "Master!"

"What is it?" The Prime Minister, already enraged, shouted back.

"Mr. Tie and a friend of his seek an audience!" the servant called out.

"Mr. Tie?" The officials\' expressions changed.

"Quick, invite them in!" one of the officials interrupted the Prime Minister.

"Bring them in!" the Prime Minister commanded.

"Yes, sir!"

Soon, a servant led two people into the hall. If Zhong Shan were present, he would immediately recognize one of them as Tie Xue, a subordinate of Yi Yan, and the other as King Fenghuang, Wu Luo, who had recently taken Zhong Shan to the Da Li Dynasty.

"Mr. Tie, please take the main seat!" the officials quickly ushered them in.

"Please," the Prime Minister also said promptly.

"Sorry to trouble you all. This is my friend; you can call him Mr. Wu," Tie Xue said as he took the main seat without hesitation.

"A friend of Mr. Tie is our friend as well. From now on, Mr. Wu is our friend too!" the officials quickly agreed.

A trace of a knowing smile flashed in Tie Xue\'s eyes.

"May I ask what brings Mr. Tie here today?" the Prime Minister inquired.

"Hmm, I\'ve come with good news for all of you today!" Tie Xue smiled.

"Oh?"

"The merchant guild has decided to promote you, Prime Minister, to an eighth-level member starting today. As for the rest of you, if each of you can bring in three hundred new second-level members, you will be promoted to seventh-level members!" Tie Xue announced.

Upon hearing Tie Xue\'s words, a surge of excitement rushed through the officials, making their eyes turn red with enthusiasm.

"Is it true?" one official asked excitedly.

Advancing by one level would bring immense profits—at least double the current amount.

"Of course it\'s true! However, it\'s been over two months without any progress. We can\'t cultivate new downlines, and our goods can\'t be transported. Can\'t you think of a solution?" Tie Xue asked.

"A solution? We\'ve tried, but what can we do?" one official sighed.

"You must understand, every day the war continues, we lose a mountain of spirit stones. With spirit stones, we can do anything. Such an amount, forgive me for being blunt, but don\'t be offended," Tie Xue paused.

"Please speak, Mr. Tie. Whatever you say will remain between us," an official assured.

"In six months, with such an accumulation of spirit stones, you\'ll have enough to live in luxury for generations. You could even establish your own dynasty," Tie Xue said, his tone enticing.

"Establish our own dynasty?" The officials\' eyes widened.

"You\'ve all reached your current positions due to your talents. Being ministers is only because you lacked the opportunity and resources. With enough spirit stones, starting your own dynasty isn\'t difficult. At the very least, you could establish a kingdom. The fortune of a king isn\'t less than what you currently have. If you aim higher, establishing an empire is within reach. You\'ve been in government for years; you know all the intricacies. Who wouldn\'t want to achieve great things? As a ruler, even if you can\'t become immortal, your name will be etched in history," Tie Xue continued to entice.

Listening to Tie Xue, the officials\' faces grew more flushed, their eyes filled with excitement and greed.

"But..." the Prime Minister hesitated.

"But you can\'t leave now because all your downlines are here. If the war continues, how can you gather spirit stones? How can you establish a dynasty? You need to stabilize your source of income. But staying here means the Eastern Lin Emperor will cut off your financial path. What will you do?" Tie Xue asked.

"What should we do?"

The beautiful future was being strangled by the Eastern Lin Emperor, trapping them in an inescapable situation.

"If the Eastern Lin Emperor were gone, who could stop you? Without the Eastern Lin Dynasty, couldn\'t you establish your dynasties? You could become emperors and continue amassing wealth from the world," Tie Xue tempted.

As he spoke, the officials fell silent, their faces turning pale as they stared at Tie Xue, understanding dawning on them.

Tie Xue waited quietly, giving them time to think.

Finally, one official, having figured it out, said with a glint in his eye, "Regicide?"

Everyone looked at him. Then their expressions shifted, and they all turned to the Prime Minister.

The Prime Minister\'s face alternated between red and white, clearly tempted but unwilling to act.

"Prime Minister, you will be an eighth-level member, earning countless spirit stones daily. If you agree, I will honor you as emperor!" an official declared.

"We will also honor you as emperor," the other officials said, bowing.

Seeing the officials\' eagerness, the Prime Minister\'s eyes flickered. After a moment of hesitation, he finally asked, "Who can kill him?"

With that question, he severed his last shred of loyalty to the emperor.

"My friend here, Mr. Wu, is actually an imperial-level powerhouse. While assassinating the Eastern Lin Emperor alone would be impossible due to the protection of the empire\'s fortune, with your assistance, we could overthrow the regime tomorrow!" Tie Xue added fuel to the fire at the opportune moment.

Three days later, in the Eastern Lin Dynasty, the Prime Minister celebrated his birthday with a banquet in a tranquil valley outside the city, inviting all the officials and the Eastern Lin Emperor. During the banquet, the Prime Minister first poisoned the Eastern Lin Emperor and then activated a grand formation to trap the officials. Finally, the ministers collectively rebelled against the emperor. Caught off guard, the Eastern Lin Emperor struggled for two hours, killing half of the officials before being slain in the Prime Minister\'s residence!

The Eastern Lin Dynasty fell into chaos and collapsed on the same day!

Outside the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, countless powerful individuals looked up at the sky.

Over two months had passed, and the experts from the Longevity Realm still hadn\'t defeated the Da Qin Empire? Just how strong was the Da Qin Empire?

As people speculated, someone suddenly flew out from the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

"Someone\'s coming out!"

"That\'s Guishou! The supreme leader of the Xuanwu Clan, Guishou!"

"I saw him come with Shen Ya Daojun and a giant toad. Why is he out here?"

"Heavenly tribulation? Is he undergoing a tribulation?"

"The Longevity Realm sent seven experts, and now there are only six left?"

People discussed fervently. Despite the two-month wait, their anticipation had only grown. As soon as Guishou emerged, he quickly fled. Only a few followed him, while most continued watching the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

Inside the formation, the toad, still affected by the heavenly demon, was awakened by a palm strike from Shen Ya Daojun but looked more weakened than before, showing the severe damage caused by the heavenly demon.

"Shen Ya Daojun, what should we do?" The toad asked, panic flashing in his eyes.

"This kind of low-level heavenly demon doesn\'t dare enter the Zhu Xian Sword Formation. The other three directions are secure, so the demon can only break through from the south!" Shen Ya Daojun said solemnly.

The toad quickly hid behind Shen Ya Daojun, the memory of the heavenly demon\'s invasion still fresh.

At that moment, the sea of fortune above Zhong Shan suddenly expanded, accumulating more and more powerful fortune.

"Impossible! In just over two months, the four imperial dynasties have fallen? Impossible!" Shen Ya Daojun exclaimed in shock.

For the first time, Shen Ya Daojun showed such an expression of surprise. The massive increase in the sea of fortune indicated that a calamity had befallen the four imperial dynasties, causing a convergence of fortune. The terrifying golden light shot up to the sky—how could this be? Despite having trapped Zhong Shan, why was the Da Qin Empire still so strong? Two and a half months, and the four imperial dynasties were defeated?

It was no wonder Shen Ya Daojun was shocked. Anyone witnessing this scene would be astonished. The immense increase in fortune, the nineteen-clawed fortune golden dragon becoming thicker and stronger, showed the rising power of the Da Qin Empire!

Looking up, Zhong Shan saw the endless fortune converging and smiled with satisfaction.

"Their destruction came just in time, hahaha～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～"

Shen Ya Daojun\'s face turned ashen. Nü Qinghui\'s beautiful eyes shimmered with determination.

Zhong Shan stopped laughing and suddenly looked coldly at Shen Ya Daojun. "It\'s been over two months. Now, it\'s my turn to counterattack!"

"Roar～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～～" The fortune golden dragon roared in agreement.