Chapter 280: The Opportunity Has Arrived!

The arrival of Hua Yunfei and Dantai Xuan elevated Li Feihuang’s coronation ceremony to new heights of grandeur, drawing the awe of all present.

When the auspicious hour arrived, Li Feihuang made her entrance. Clad in imperial robes that accentuated her graceful figure, she exuded an air of unparalleled dignity. Her vibrant red hair was elegantly styled, and her stunning face carried a trace of regal authority.

With an indifferent gaze, Li Feihuang walked along the red carpet, each step bringing her closer to the throne. As the first female emperor in the history of the Great Chu Dynasty, this moment was profoundly historic.

The atmosphere was solemn and reverent.

Only Ye Chen, seated in the front row, seemed detached, his thoughts wandering. From time to time, his eyes flicked toward Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s Holy Maiden, Dantai Xuan.

It wasn’t lust.

Her eyes were cold, devoid of emotion or desire, as if she were a towering iceberg. No matter how beautiful, she inspired no profane thoughts.

No, Ye Chen’s obsession was purely practical—a 2,000x feedback multiplier. Even a standard reward at that level would be phenomenal. And if it triggered a critical hit? It would be an outright explosion of fortune!

The problem was her cultivation. She wasn’t just Nascent Soul—she was at the Deity Transformation stage. With such a vast gap in their cultivation, how could he possibly cozy up to her?

Besides, Hua Yunfei had arrived alongside Dantai Xuan. Though they showed no overt intimacy, who knew if they were Dao companions?

Ye Chen was confident, but he wasn’t suicidal. Hua Yunfei was a mere step away from the Unity realm and had single-handedly subdued an entire sea of demon clans. Provoking someone like that was a death wish.

For now, Ye Chen was content knowing the true caliber of the Holy Land. His plan was simple: offer Li Feihuang a congratulatory gift, trigger a reward, and then return to the Divine Will Sect to prepare for his Nascent Soul breakthrough.

At last, under the watchful eyes of countless onlookers, Li Feihuang ascended the throne and donned the imperial crown. Gems cascaded from the crown, shimmering with the concentrated fortune of the Great Chu Dynasty, lending her an air of mystical transformation.

Moments later, she rose and spoke in a clear, resonant voice: “I, Li Feihuang, blessed by the favor of my ancestors, ascend the throne today. I vow to ensure the eternal prosperity of our Great Chu Dynasty…”

After delivering a series of ceremonial blessings, she bowed toward the direction of the Ancestor’s seclusion, then to the ancestral shrines, and finally to the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land.

“Your presence, esteemed Holy Son and Holy Maiden, brings immense honor to our Great Chu Dynasty,” she said. “We are deeply grateful. Regrettably, our Ancestor is in seclusion and cannot personally welcome such distinguished guests.”

Ye Chen, listening, couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly. Since becoming empress, Li Feihuang’s overconfidence seemed to have tempered somewhat. At least she showed proper respect to the Holy Son and Holy Maiden of Heavenly Evolution Holy Land. Seeing her attitude improve brought Ye Chen a touch of satisfaction.

On the viewing platform, Dantai Xuan gave a slight bow to Li Feihuang, her expression as cold and impassive as ever.

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Hua Yunfei, however, rose with a warm smile, his golden halo flashing with divine light. “No need for such formality, Fellow Daoist Li,” he said. “When I was in the Eastern Sea, I slew a Unity-realm demon beast with a trace of phoenix blood in its veins. It may be of some benefit to you. Let this be Heavenly Evolution Holy Land’s congratulatory gift.”

Despite being on the cusp of the Deity Transformation realm, Hua Yunfei’s demeanor was as gentle as a spring breeze. His gracious attitude left countless cultivators in awe of his peerless charm. With a wave of his hand, a massive shadow loomed over the palace.

It was the corpse of an enormous avian demon beast, stretching over a thousand meters, casting the grand plaza in darkness. Though merely a corpse, it radiated an intimidating aura.

Golden Core cultivators paled instantly under its pressure, while Foundation Establishment cultivators trembled uncontrollably. Some even dropped to their knees.