Daily Intelligence System: Don't Kill Me, Honey! Chapter 1656 - 382: Du Zundao, Where Is the Qiankun Great Method You Promised? (3)

Han Lin’er pondered a certain idea and remarked, "Are you suggesting he employed the Ruins Token?"

The elder gave a faint nod.

"Back when the Old Sect Leader lived, he employed his profound Qiankun Method to forge a set of Ruins Tokens—three altogether—handing them out to the Master, the Laughing Buddha, and the Dharma Kings’ leader, Sea Dragon King Fang Guozhen."

"With this Ruins Token, one can roam the Ruins freely, spotting marking points whenever desired to leave the Ruins."

"Du Zundao emerging two hours ahead defies all logic, and nothing else could make it happen except the Ruins Token."

The elder’s breakdown hit the mark perfectly.

At these words, Han Lin’er creased his brow faintly, his expression brimming with confusion as he spoke, "Hold on, that doesn’t add up. If the Ruins Token belongs solely to the Two Venerables and the Dragon King as you claim, how on earth did Du Zundao obtain it?"

The elder’s features darkened at the question, and he replied, "The Master hasn’t appeared in over ten days."

"You’re implying Du Zundao... he..."

Han Lin’er’s eyes bulged wide, while the elder shook his head subtly and murmured, "Sigh, things have reached this point—what choice is there?"

"So, what course of action do you recommend for me?"

Shaking off his surprise, Han Lin’er sought advice on handling the dilemma. After a brief hesitation, the elder responded, "The solution is straightforward. With everyone set to appoint Du Zundao as Sect Hierarch, why not have the Ming King offer his congratulations?"

"Congratulate him?"

Han Lin’er appeared utterly baffled.

The old man let out a chuckle, "Absolutely, extend your congratulations—and while at it, casually request a glimpse of the Qiankun Great Method..."

"Ah, I see your point! Though I worry he might explode in fury..."

Comprehension dawned on Han Lin’er in a flash, but the old man reassured, "Fear not, the Ming King need only appear. The Duozhi Fox may hesitate, yet he won’t rashly turn on Du Zundao—particularly if Du Zundao fails to reveal the Qiankun Great Method."

"I get it."

Han Lin’er grasped the elder’s scheme right away. Far from dim-witted, he actually showed real shrewdness; save for his cautious temperament, he lacked any major flaws. Had Han Shantong survived another decade, that time would have allowed him to build a firm base for Han Lin’er.

Destined for capable rule, he might not match his father Han Shantong’s dominance, yet he could surely guide the Zoroastrian Sect on a steady path.

Tragically, destiny denied Han Lin’er that extra decade.

Thrust like a duck upon a roost, the youth shouldered the crushing weight of the Zoroastrian Sect, confronting merciless uncles such as Du Zundao.

Every step demanded utmost caution, ever wary of being devoured by those uncles—who’d gladly tear him apart and discard the remnants.

Armed with the elder’s counsel, Han Lin’er advanced toward Du Zundao, the crowd parting respectfully in his path.

Han Lin’er quickly arrived before Du Zundao, who spotted him with clear contempt in his gaze.

Offering Du Zundao a grin, Han Lin’er clapped and declared, "Hahaha... splendid! Congratulations to Uncle Du on securing the Qiankun Great Method and ascending as Ming King. I’ll gladly yield the seat to greater talent."

Hearing Han Lin’er’s declaration, mockery twisted every face; how could a lofty Ming King prove so utterly gutless?

Even facing ousters, shouldn’t one display some grit instead of crumbling so pathetically?

Such thoughts filled their minds as they gazed at Han Lin’er with derision.

Han Lin’er bore the strange stares in silence, fixing his eyes on Du Zundao, while Mr. Guan furrowed his brow and let out a sigh.

This Little Ming King truly lacks backbone.

Du Zundao froze briefly at Han Lin’er’s demeanor before bursting into booming laughter, "Hahaha, nephew, what nonsense is this? Though all push your uncle toward Ming King, even I believe you’re best suited to stay as King. Youth brings errors from inexperience, so your uncle will merely hold Sect Hierarch temporarily. When you’ve grown fit to lead our Sect, I’ll return it to you."

"Right, everyone?"

The crowd paused in shock before erupting in agreement with chuckles, "Hahaha, the Dharma King embodies true nobility."

"The Dharma King’s heart is profoundly touching~"

All bowed deeply to Du Zundao, heaping on praise, as he modestly waved them off with feigned humility.

Some went further, proclaiming, "The Dharma King rivals Huo Guang of old!"

In the Han Dynasty, Huo Guang emerged as a renowned power minister and the brother of Huo Qubing, forever etched in history for his legendary regency.

This alludes to the period after Emperor Wu of Han's passing, when the infant Emperor Zhao of Han, just seven years old, lacked the authority to guide the officials. Consequently, Great General Huo Guang seized the reins of government, propping up Emperor Zhao of Han and overseeing every aspect of state matters, virtually reigning as a surrogate emperor. As the world anticipated Huo Guang's grab for the throne,

Huo Guang straightforwardly relinquished authority to the matured Emperor Zhao of Han, an epoch-making event dubbed: Huo Guang’s Regency.

Doesn't Du Zundao's present conduct strikingly mirror that of the historic Huo Guang?

Furthermore, history holds Huo Guang in high esteem, so this elder's analogy of Du Zundao to Huo Guang polishes Du Zundao's image, stressing his absence of rebellious designs; he's only preserving the ancestral estate amid the Young Master's youth.

A faithful retainer, an exemplary loyalist without doubt.

This acclaim validates Du Zundao’s assumption of power and accentuates his magnificent stature.

Such sycophancy proves immensely gratifying.

Du Zundao directed a pleased look toward the young fellow, commendable insight—you'll get a promotion shortly.