Chu Feng was shaken to the core as he read this.
Indeed, just as he had thought, Minister Wu harbored grand ambitions, seeking to alter his fate with Fengshui and usurp the Emperor’s Throne.
The art of Fengshui is profound and enigmatic. To some, it’s a charlatan’s empty boasts, yet there are undeniable truths within. While it is often proclaimed as miraculous, most of the time, it’s the frauds of worldly society that engage in such deceitful bluffs and random trickery.
Only a few exceptionally skilled Fengshui Masters, with true expertise and a deep grasp of Fengshui’s essence, can achieve genuine results.
Such was the Fengshui Master sought by Chu Feng’s father before his death, truly a formidable one.
What he predicted almost always came true, earning unwavering belief and trust.
The Fengshui Master hired by Minister Wu could identify meridians and read the land, finding new Dragon Veins, clearly not a mediocrity. Far more formidable than those half-baked impostors who merely stick to their luopans and run amok around hills.
Twin Dragons Battle for the Pearl, two dragons contend, and one must be defeated.
The dragon that seizes the Dragon Ball can become a True Dragon, soaring through the heavens. The losing dragon might suffer a colossal decline in fortune, ultimately falling into obscurity, or at the very least, be defeated and forced into hiding.
"Elder brother is like a father, both he and my sister-in-law have always treated me as close kin. Minister Wu wants to use my senior brother as a pawn, to strive for the Emperor’s Throne on his behalf. His heart deserves condemnation; his intentions are truly malevolent."
Chu Feng’s eyes twinkled; he had lived for thousands of years and could see through Minister Wu’s plots with absolute clarity.
The Sword King Mansion holds tremendous influence and appeal within the military.
In the border regions, and even within the heartlands, they’ve won the love and support of the common people. In those years, the invaders from beyond thrice brought violence within the borders of the Jianyun Dynasty, leading to countless hardships, with families torn apart.
Many commoners suffered greatly.
The outsiders, barbaric and beast-like in nature, drank blood and consumed raw flesh, displaying a brutal temperament.
Once they breached the borders, not only did they loot the common people’s wealth, but they also wrought havoc upon their wives and daughters with actions more atrocious than the soldiers of the Japanese Imperial Army.
If not for Prince Jian’s timely rise, standing up against the invaders, the Jianyun Dynasty would have long ceased to exist.
It was the Emperor himself, that ungrateful thief, who seeing the threat from the invaders suppressed and unlikely to resurface, betrayed Prince Jian, the one to whom the dynasty owed so much, by putting him to death.
Moreover, a treasonous crime was fabricated against Prince Jian.
After his death, even his spiritual tablet could only be placed in a hidden underground chamber, and to this day, his remains are still buried in foreign lands.
"Minister Wu, you aim to use the prestige of the Sword King Mansion in the military to aid your rebellion. If I’m not wrong, once you’ve won over the military’s heart, you’ll send my elder brother to his death, to be killed by that old dog of an Emperor."
"Later, you’ll wave the banner of avenging Prince Jian’s son, sway the hearts of the people and the military, amassing momentum for yourself. Thus, in one fell swoop, you aim to defeat the legitimate Imperial Family and ascend to the throne."
"Your chess move is not bad. However, it’s a pity for you that the Sword King Mansion has produced a devil like me, destined to thwart your cunning plans."
Chu Feng’s eyes sparkled, and a preliminary plan formed in his mind.
He planned to turn the tables and use Minister Wu’s scheme to elevate his elder brother’s status.
Afterward, with him, the younger brother lurking in the shadows, he could either turn Minister Wu into a puppet or eliminate him outright. By then, with his elder brother having won the hearts of the people and military, coupled with the forces secretly controlled by Chu Feng...
With internal and external support, they would ensure the Emperor could do nothing but meet his end obediently.
As for the relocation of Minister Wu’s ancestral grave—well, that’s even easier to handle.
There’s no need to disturb the Imperial Family’s remains; let them rest within the central mound. As for the remains of the Wu family’s ancestors, Chu Feng would simply switch them with those of the Chu Family’s.
He would bury the bones of the Chu ancestors there while discreetly relocating those of the Wu family.
This matter must be carried out with utmost secrecy, not to be detected by Minister Wu.
Otherwise, all previous efforts will be in vain.
Chu Feng discovered that Li Shishi was indeed a considerate person, adept at guessing the superior’s intentions. She even drew a fengshui topographical map on the back of the secret letter.
Two mountain ranges appeared like a pair of divine dragons spanning heaven and earth, with a circular mound in between, representing the Dragon Ball.
The fengshui nodes of the two mountain ranges had been located by her, marked with red dots.
"Having this woman serve me is indeed beneficial. Once I advance to the Sword Master Realm, I must reward her handsomely," Chu Feng was thoroughly satisfied with his new subordinate.
Li Shishi, Han Qianren, Bloody Beard, and Mo Shang, each with their own strengths, served Chu Feng well, perfectly aiding him in his grand ambitions.
As long as these four are sufficiently loyal, Chu Feng will undoubtedly cultivate them vigorously, and they may even aid him in seeking revenge on the Panlong Crown Prince in the future.
Not only is the Panlong Crown Prince’s cultivation profound, but his influence is immense as well.
In his heyday, Chu Feng was no match for him, let alone now, reborn as the wasteful Third Prince, the disparity is even more pronounced.
Seeking vengeance for grievances as deep as the Blood Sea is no easy task.
One must plan and gather strength slowly.
However, Chu Feng held great confidence in avenging his blood feud. This life, his Abnormal Fire, Nine Yang Sword Veins, and his alchemy skills accumulated from the previous life were all his assets.
It could be said that he was not only a genius but a genius who stood on the shoulders of giants.
The most pressing issue at the moment was to reclaim the Nine Yang Sword Veins.
Chu Feng copied the fengshui map from the secret letter and handed it over to Han Qianren to take care of this matter.
Exhuming the ancestral remains of the Chu Family must be kept secret.
Even the senior brother and second sister must be kept in the dark.
Deep within the Imperial Palace stood the towering Jade Pavilion, entirely constructed of Treasured Jade, with six angular eaves carved with six lifelike divine dragons. The Pavilion’s six corners were supported by six golden pillars, crafted in pure gold, shining brightly with golden light.
Above the main entrance of the Pavilion hung a huge Purple Gold plaque inscribed with the words ’Flying Dragon Pavilion’.
Each character was as sharp as a knife, exuding a robust and imperious aura.
A little further down, a smaller line of text read, "When the dragon soars, gracious rain falls upon all!" These eight characters signified the emperor’s benevolence, reaching every citizen under the sky.
Just from its exterior, it was clear how extravagant the Pavilion was. Inside, it must be even more golden and bright, reaching the peak of worldly luxury.
At this moment, on the Second Level of the Pavilion, the Jianyun Emperor, donned in an Imperial Robe, was frowning and seated on the Dragon Chair.
In terms of age, the Jianyun Emperor appeared to be in his thirties or forties, seeming very young.
This was due to his knowledge in health preservation, anti-aging secrets, and profound cultivation, allowing him to maintain a youthful appearance. In fact, the Jianyun Emperor had long passed a hundred years of age.
An elderly eunuch was meticulously grinding ink for him.
"Shi Hun, what’s your take on that Third Prince of the Sword King Mansion?" The Jianyun Emperor’s desk was piled with several secret letters he had just reviewed, all mentioning one name—Chu Feng.
It goes without saying about the Imperial Family’s intelligence system.
The Imperial Secret Agents are pervasive. Not to mention the Royal Capital, even other places in the Jianyun Dynasty rarely have affairs that the Imperial Secret Agents can’t unearth.