Chapter 12648

Chapter 12648

"Confucius said he needed to recuperate, so he couldn't come, which I can understand."

“Zhang Baiyu chose to end the meeting a long time ago, and I can understand why he’s on the other side.”

Emperor Zhao slammed his fist on the table, laughing in exasperation: "But what is this 'Food Saint'? He's just a dog I helped up, yet he runs off to fawn over the old monster of the End. What a treacherous scoundrel!"

He had imagined countless times what it would be like if he came to power.

But he never imagined that he would be all alone right from the start!
Di Qingfan kept his eyes down, seemingly lost in thought, and didn't respond.

Although his identity is merely that of a direct disciple of the Emperor Saint, his status within the Emperor Saint lineage is far greater than that.

He deserves great credit for the smooth succession of the throne in this imperial decree.

Conversely, without his support, the emperor probably wouldn't even have the right to sit here all alone.

"Cattle and sheep go in herds, but wild beasts always roam alone."

Mei Zhixue smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to get upset. Being able to see the true intentions of all parties through this opportunity is not a bad thing. In the long run, it is actually a good thing."

The emperor's expression softened slightly: "That's true, but if we don't teach this kind of scoundrel a lesson, he'll definitely take advantage of us!"

What he was most worried about was that other parties would follow suit.

As the head of the Five Saints, the entire Heavenly Palace and even the entire Heavenly Prefecture are within the sphere of influence of his Emperor Saint lineage. If it were just a Food Saint who escaped, that would be fine.

The problem is that the departure of the Food Saint could very well trigger a domino effect.

If other prominent families also change their allegiance, then when that happens, everyone will kick them while they're down.

Once it develops to that point, the downfall of his Emperor Saint lineage will be just a matter of minutes.

Mei Zhixue smiled slightly and said, "If we only deal with one Food Saint, it's only treating the symptoms, not the root cause. Not to mention whether we'll be bitten back, even if we manage to succeed, it won't change the overall situation."

"Brother Mei means..."

The Emperor's eyes flashed: "Let me deal directly with the End-of-the-World Monster?"

Mei Zhixue smiled and looked at him: "Is Your Majesty afraid?"

Are you trying to provoke me?

Emperor Zhao snorted coldly, his heroic spirit soaring: "The old monster must die! Even if you hadn't said anything, I would have done it anyway!"

Di Qingfan suddenly spoke up: "Your Majesty, please be careful with your words. The Old Monster of Ending is no ordinary person. Even my master was extremely wary of him when he was alive. It would be better to be cautious."

Emperor Zhao frowned and said, "My father had to cripple his own strength in order to suppress the curse of the hundred-year limit. Otherwise, what right would a mere final monster like him have to jump around like this?"

Di Qingfan remained silent.

"But Third Senior Brother, you don't need to worry. I do have to deal with the End Monster, which is also Father's last wish before his death, but I won't act recklessly."

The emperor's tone softened slightly, and he turned to look at Mei Zhixue: "I just want to know when the Great Emperor of Ultimate Intent is going to make his move?"

Mei Zhixue's presence here today as a direct disciple of the Supreme Emperor is already of extraordinary significance.

Previously, the Emperor Saint lineage was very powerful, and he secretly supported Lin Yi.

Now that Lin Yi is powerful, he stands on the side of the imperial edict.

The intention is obvious.

His goal is to maintain a balance, causing both sides to suffer heavy losses, so that he can reap the benefits.

The imperial edict was naturally clear to everyone.

Mei Zhixue said frankly, "My master is still in seclusion and will not interfere in the Tianjun conflict. However, from my personal point of view, I still hope that the Emperor Saint can take control of the situation."

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly: "Why?"

Mei Zhixue sighed and said, "For so many years, Tianjun has been dominated by the Five Saints of the aristocratic families. If this structure is overturned, it will inevitably lead to widespread suffering. I really can't bear to see that scene."

Emperor Zhao and Emperor Qingfan exchanged a glance.

Mei Zhixue's compassionate demeanor might fool the rest of Tianjun, but it certainly wouldn't fool these two.

They had seen clearly what Mei Zhixue had done in secret before.

This guy has done his fair share of sowing discord.

The emperor said somewhat impatiently, "Brother Mei, you might as well speak frankly. If I were to go to war with the End of the Monster, how could you help me?"

"We cannot go to war."

Mei Zhixue's reaction surprised him: "Brother Qingfan is right. The defeat of the old monster is no small matter. Emperor Saint is not his match yet. If we rashly start a war, the chances of winning are extremely low."

The emperor clicked his tongue: "The odds of winning are extremely low? You might as well just say I have no chance of winning at all."

He certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to start a war with Lin Yi directly.

Even if he didn't feel deep down that he had absolutely no chance of winning, he still had at least that much self-awareness about his odds.

Mei Zhixue smiled and said, "Strictly speaking, even if there is a difference in strength between Emperor Saint and the Ending Monster, it is by no means a qualitative difference, and it can be made up for by external means."

"It won't be too late for Emperor Saint to make a move when the gap is closed or even surpassed."

The emperor's interest was immediately piqued: "How can we compensate with external means?"

Mei Zhixue stated bluntly, "Divine equipment."

The emperor's eyelids twitched.

With the inherited foundation of the Emperor Saint lineage, they naturally possess hidden divine equipment, and the level of this equipment is quite high.

The reason it wasn't brought out before was simply because Emperor Sheng's situation was special.

Once it's brought out, it won't have a decisive effect; instead, it will attract unnecessary covetousness.

Before the Emperor could speak, Di Qingfan preemptively retorted, "We have divine equipment, but the other side also has divine equipment. The gap is still insurmountable."

Putting everything else aside, Lin Yiguang's divine equipment, obtained through the race track, was enough to crush the vast majority of forces in Tianjun.

Moreover, no one can be sure whether he has any other lineage.

As the number one power in Tianjun, the Emperor Saint lineage's foundation is naturally far superior to that of other forces.

Even if they could outmaneuver Lin Yi, their advantage would certainly not be as great as they imagined.

To think that this could completely mask the difference in strength is somewhat wishful thinking.

Mei Zhixue nodded: "That's true, but since we can clearly identify our advantages, we don't necessarily have to fight to the death with others. After all, divine equipment isn't only used in this one way."

"What other uses are there?"

The emperor issued an edict asking questions.

Mei Zhixue said in a low voice, "How about we just have a treasure competition?"

"The Treasure Competition..."

The emperor's first reaction was to scoff, but his expression immediately froze as he fell into deep thought.

As the successor chosen by Emperor Sheng, although he has an arrogant side, he is still a very pragmatic person at heart.

I instinctively feel a bit repulsed by such flamboyant things as Saibao.

After a pause, the emperor stroked his chin and said, "That's not a bad approach."

Compared to the other options, this was, at least for him, the one he was most confident about.

Di Qingfan frowned and objected, "I don't think that's appropriate."

"What's wrong?"

Mei Zhixue asked indifferently.