Don’t Mess with that Turtle
Chapter 458 - 458 96 Savage King_1

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Unlike the Mystery Huang World, with its independent and thriving Sects, the Sealed Emperor Great World is governed by the presence of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace.

In the whole realm, domains, states, counties, and districts are clearly delineated.

Regardless of how the Sealed Emperor’s Palace is perceived across the All Heavens and Myriad Realms, it is at least the true orthodox power within the Sealed Emperor Great World.

It is also considered clear and bright.

However, it hasn’t always been this way.

Before One Yuan, the Sealed Emperor’s Palace was tyrannical and overbearing, the court was corrupt and choked with foul smoke.

Disputes among the feudal lords were incessant.

It was then that the Heavy Mountain King rose up, overthrew the royal court with a collateral branch, and ascended to the throne, becoming the Emperor Luan we know today.

This was the first time in history that the Sealed Emperor’s Palace changed hands in the true sense.

Previously, it had been a matter of sons inheriting from fathers, and younger brothers succeeding elder brothers.

But this time, a collateral branch suppressed the entire main branch.

The Mystery Huang World must have been involved in that chaotic battle, leading to deepening blood feuds with the Sealed Emperor Great World today.

Even after a hiatus of one hundred and ten thousand years, the Sealed Emperor Great World has not fully recovered since Emperor Luan’s ascension to the throne.

The Sealed Emperor Great World has been a protagonist from ancient times to the present, with its own profound heritage.

But such heritage has only ever been wielded against outsiders, never within the family struggling for the throne—such heritage has never appeared in these internal conflicts.

Sealed Emperor Great World, Imperial Study Room.

Before the Emperor Luan, an Illusion Realm unfolded, depicting the fierce battle between two factions within the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, shattering both heaven and earth.

It was the final battlefield scene before his ascension to the throne one hundred and ten thousand years ago.

On the screen, not only were there old and new forces of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace, but occasionally, the tail of a Dragon sneaked in for a stealth attack, while the Mountain Divine God Seal and the Phoenix True Fire also appeared.

A bunch of clowns taking advantage of a crisis to rob!

While the scene was playing out, the Emperor Luan was not watching.

Instead, his eyes were closed as he let his spirit wander beyond the heavens, his consciousness reaching out towards the Mystery Huang World.

At this moment, the Sealed Emperor’s Palace had not eradicated its own ills, and its heritage was inconspicuous; it was certainly not the time to enrage Mystery Huang unduly.

The heritage of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace was cut off at the moment he seized the throne!

He didn’t care about bloodline succession.

The lineage of the Sealed Emperor was unique, and simply by sitting in this position, his line became the main branch.

All sorts of Divine Skills had long been awakened.

However, the previous emperor was narrow-minded and destroyed much of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace’s inherited information.

He even nearly shattered the Sealed Emperor Palace Seal.

Inside the Seal lay information vital to the Imperial Clan, which after one hundred and ten thousand years, still couldn’t be accessed.

Without that information, he dared not lay out his strategies in the All Heavens and Myriad Realms.

Even with all his efforts in these one hundred thousand years, he couldn’t repair the Seal.

Inside the Imperial Study Room, as the scene finished playing, Emperor Luan’s closed eyes opened, inadvertently glancing at the Seal on the desk.

The Seal of the Sealed Emperor’s Palace was not a Big Seal, but a three-legged small tripod, with two legs missing.

At the moment, it was propped up by the solidified form of two mountains.

But these two mountains clearly couldn’t withstand the power of the Seal, and were on the brink of collapse at any time.

Gazing past the small tripod, Emperor Luan cradled his daughter in his arms, looking down toward the lower area where the Third Emperor’s Son stood with a bowed head.

“Having seen it, you may leave now,” said Emperor Luan.

“Yes!

Your son takes his leave!” He bowed and withdrew.

Before leaving, he slyly curled his fingers, and Princess Qinghe, eyes shifty, carefully floated up from her father’s embrace and sneakily drifted out of the Imperial Study Room.

“Third Brother, Third Brother, are you looking for me?” the little girl asked, her round eyes wide with curiosity.

The Third Emperor’s Son placed a finger to his lips and shushed her.

From his waist pouch, he took out a food box and passed it to his younger sister like a thief in the night.

“I sneaked this back from Mystery Huang World.

Don’t let anyone else find out!”

Princess Qinghe immediately nodded like a woodpecker, her eyes sparkling as she secretly took the food box and tucked it into her bosom, then slipped back into the Imperial Study Room.

Noticing her father engrossed in a book, sitting quietly, she quietly snuck to the side and opened the food box.

Inside was a top-quality meat pie.

She took a bite, and her face immediately lit up with satisfaction.

Seeing her father looking over, she quickly handed the meat pie to him, “Father, eat!”

Emperor Luan shook his head, “Drake meat?

That’s nothing.

Next time, I’ll get you a piece of True Dragon meat.”

“Eh?” Princess Qinghe looked up.

“Father, have you eaten True Dragon meat?”

Emperor Luan laughed heartily, “I once fought with an Azure Dragon in Mystery Yellow Cave Sky.

He lost, and I bit him twice.

Not tasty!”

Princess Qinghe pouted, snatched the meat pie back, and grumbled.

Her father had eaten dragon meat without her!

Now, he wouldn’t get any of her meat pie either.

Emperor Luan laughed even louder now, fondly stroking her head, “You weren’t born yet then!”

Princess Qinghe became even more sullen, “Father should have had Mother give birth to me earlier, so I could have recognized Father sooner.”

Emperor Luan’s laughter grew even louder, pinching his daughter’s cheek with utter indulgence.

“Eat up, then go back to your mother.

No running around today; you must do your lessons properly!”

Princess Qinghe instantly frowned, humphed, and stopped eating.

She put the meat pie back in the food box and floated out of the Imperial Study Room, “I’m going to find Mother now and give her the meat pie.

Father doesn’t get any!”

Emperor Luan was more cheerful than ever.

Outside the Imperial Study Room, palace servants waited with a wheelchair, catching the floating princess and carefully pushing her toward the back palace.

The Third Emperor’s Son boarded a phoenix-drawn carriage and descended from the imperial palace.

The imperial palace sits atop the nine layers of heaven in the Sealed Emperor Great World.

But looking up from below, nothing can be seen.

Only during the annual grand sacrifice can the beings of the Sealed Emperor Great World behold the Nine Heavens Palace.

The Third Emperor’s Son’s carriage landed, and he traveled mid-air toward his mansion.

On the way, a Zhu Yan sat cross-legged in the sky.

Its body covered in monkey fur, fluttering in the wind.

Upon seeing the approach of the Third Emperor’s Son’s carriage, it opened its eyes.

The Third Emperor’s Son parted the carriage curtains and chuckled, “Brother Mahao, won’t you board the carriage?

When are you planning to wait?”