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Chapter 656: 434: The Execution of Chen Yuan (Must Read)

Chapter 656: Chapter 434: The Execution of Chen Yuan (Must Read)

Sima Ke was already pondering how to deal with Chen Yuan, to wash away the disgrace he bore and step on Chen Yuan to gain fame within the Divine Capital City.

But he wasn’t particularly interested in joining hands with these Japan Martial Artists. As a prince of the Heavenly Dynasty, Sima Ke naturally had his own pride. However, the letter he just received from his imperial sister suggested, “to cease hostilities for now, Chen Yuan is not someone you can contend with!”

Ridiculous!

He, a prince, was expected to yield in front of Chen Yuan.

Impossible.

It was even more unbearable than killing him. The humiliation he suffered, and the disrespect his mother received from Chen Yuan’s insolent rebuttal, had all become his obsession.

If Princess Pingyang was here, Sima Ke really wanted to ask her if she was still the daughter of their mother.

To actually speak in favor of an outsider.

“What are you planning to do?”

Sima Ke wanted to hear how these Japan Martial Artists were planning to deal with Chen Yuan. If possible, he wouldn’t mind lending a helping hand to knock Chen Yuan off his pedestal.

He even wanted to step on Chen Yuan’s face, look down on him, and tell him just what he amounts to.

To actually dare to pull a face at him!

Whenever he remembered the indifferent look on Chen Yuan’s face that night, Sima Ke felt very uncomfortable. He really wanted to know what Chen Yuan would look like in a panic!

Whether he could remain indifferent from the beginning to the end.

Hearing Sima Ke’s interested tone, a hint of smugness flickered imperceptibly in the corners of Ito Ikeda’s eyes. He spoke in a deep voice, “The feud between Chen Yuan and our three great families of Japan has reached a point of life and death. This time, Ikeda came not only to witness the splendor of the Heavenly Dynasty’s Capital but also to experience the skills of the Central Plains Martial Artists.”

“Hmm?”

Sima Ke frowned and patiently continued to listen.

“Of course, the main goal is Chen Yuan. This time, Ikeda has brought my Ito Family’s sacred treasure, the Sumeru Illusion Realm. It’s a treasured object my family has refined for a century, mysterious and unfathomable.

As long as Chen Yuan enters the Illusion Realm, Ikeda dares to assert that his Dao Heart will be completely destroyed. From then on, he will no longer have the thought of defying Your Highness.”

“Is it really so miraculous?”

Sima Ke was somewhat skeptical.

Despite his desire to kill Chen Yuan to vent the hatred in his heart, he had to admit that Chen Yuan was a rare hidden dragon of the century, with a steadfast Dao Heart,

and exceptional talent.

Otherwise, how could he defeat all the heroes and top the Hidden Dragon List? If it weren’t for the serendipitous enmity with Chen Yuan, Sima Ke would also have wanted to befriend such a person. Moreover, he had some disdain for Japan Martial Artists in his heart,

so naturally, he was somewhat incredulous about their seemingly fantastical claims.

“Your Highness, rest assured, the miraculous nature of the Sumeru Illusion Realm has been verified by us Japan Martial Artists. Once the Illusion Realm is fully activated, not a single person can reach the end,

regardless of their Cultivation. It solely depends on their Dao Heart!”

“This year, the Central Plains are hosting the Immortal Battle, and our Japan is opening up the Sumeru Illusion Realm for warriors to temper their hearts. If anyone can reach the final stage, they will be fully nurtured by our three great families. Alas, no one has managed to break through. Ikeda wouldn’t dare come to the Central Plains without such means, would he?”

Sima Ke’s fingers tapped continuously on the tabletop as he spoke in a grave voice:

“How do you plan to get Chen Yuan into the Illusion Realm?”

“That’s where we’ll need Your Highness’s assistance. If we simply invite Chen Yuan, he will naturally not agree, given his cautious nature.

Wouldn’t it arouse his suspicion if we openly targeted him?”

“Then what?”

“Therefore, Ikeda’s plan is to set up a challenge in the Capital, inviting the Capital’s experts to attempt the trials one by one. When everyone else has failed, Your Highness could naturally and justifiably request the Emperor to decree that Chen Yuan give it a try.”

Ito Ikeda’s lips curved into a smile.

“You intend to set up a challenge?”

Sima Ke’s brow furrowed, sensing some discomfort with the idea.

The Divine Capital is the heartland of the Central Plains, the capital of a nation. Allowing these Japan dwarfs to hold a challenge was somewhat hard to accept. If he got involved…

What if his father, the Emperor, became enraged?

“Indeed, if Chen Yuan fails in the Sumeru Illusion Realm, his Dao Heart will definitely be damaged, and thereafter he’ll no longer make progress, which aligns with Your Highness’s desires.”

“If Chen Yuan fails, won’t the Central Plains suffer great loss of face?”

The Central Plains valued their reputation, and if he truly shamed the Imperial Family, Sima Ke felt that Emperor Jingtai would never easily forgive him. Moreover, setting up a challenge was no trifling matter.

It required Emperor Jingtai’s consent and the supervision of the Ministry of Rites.

“Your Highness can rest assured. Actually, Ikeda’s father can manipulate part of the Sumeru Illusion Realm. At that time, Your Highness can select a champion, or even personally enter the trials.

With our help, you can trample on Chen Yuan and become renowned throughout the Central Plains,” Ikeda spoke respectfully.

“What if you go back on your word?”

If they betrayed him, that would truly be the end of him.

“In the Divine Capital, there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers, countless experts. Would Ikeda dare to deceive Your Highness? I’m afraid it wouldn’t even require Your Highness to take action; some of the strong ones from the Central Plains would be enough to annihilate Ikeda. Your Highness can rest assured on this matter!”

Sima Ke still harbored some doubts in his eyes, always feeling as though the other party harbored ill intentions.

But upon reflection, he realized there was some truth in what they said. Central Plains Martial Artists had always looked down upon Japan dwarfs, and they truly dared to turn the tables. Even if they didn’t move against them openly,

behind the scenes, his father, the Emperor, would not let these people off.

“How do you want me to help you?” Sima Ke asked in a focused tone.

“I heard that Your Highness has many loyal officials in the court, especially within the Ministry of Rites. We plan to attend the court meeting in three days, to meet with the Emperor,”