Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 923 488: Emperor Yu's Choice!

Liu Sheng instantly pierced through the intentions of this old companion.

"However, Your Majesty's choice might..."

He halted briefly here, before proceeding in a barely audible whisper, "The Empress will not emerge."

Zhan Tian's heart jolted upon hearing this, his aged gaze fixed on him in utter astonishment.

"You... truly bold in your thoughts!"

An empress!

From the dawn of historical records, none had ever existed.

Furthermore, females have forever served as mere supplements to males, regardless of their exceptional gifts.

"My disciple is perfectly suited!"

Liu Sheng declared once more with brazen confidence.

Yet Zhan Tian's face darkened, and he hissed softly, "Watch your tongue!"

"We're returning to the Three Judicial Departments!"

....

Within Qixuan Hall, Emperor Yu let out a heavy sigh.

Finally, his resolve hardened.

"It's been ages since I last saw Ying'Er!"

With those words, he strode out from Qixuan Hall.

Qin Emperor Sacred Land!

"Ying'Er!"

Qin Ying, deep in cultivation, gradually lifted her eyes, only for delight to bloom across her features the instant after, "Father, why have you personally visited the Sacred Land?"

Previously, her father had always dispatched a spiritual power avatar, yet this occasion stood apart.

"I simply dropped by for a glance, with some free time on my hands."

Emperor Yu grinned while caressing her hair, "Impressive progress—you've hit Double Five, and your physique shows solid strength too. I hope you fully forge Jade Bones prior to the Burial Ground's unveiling!"

Over generations of emperors, the Qin Emperor Sacred Land has received endless heavenly treasures.

The amassed inheritance spanning tens of thousands of years defies full comprehension.

Just the spiritual qi concentration here surpasses the outer world by dozens of folds.

Naturally, that pales in comparison; the true essence lies in how every emperor, upon their demise, seals their might within, ready for Qin Family heirs to claim.

This explains the swift power surges among Qin Family princes and princesses in mere moments.

"No issues there."

Confidence rang clear in Qin Ying's voice. For most, crafting Jade Bones loomed like an impossible ascent, even for the Eldest Prince, but she handled it with effortless grace.

"Indeed, Father trusts in you fully."

"Now, as prodigies from distant continents descend, Father places Great Yu's honor in your hands."

Emperor Yu clapped her shoulder gently. Though reluctant to burden her excessively, circumstances left him no alternative. Imperial blood demanded such duties.

"Your daughter won't disappoint Father."

Determination etched Qin Ying's face. Great Yu's prestige mirrored the Imperial Family's own. Bearing imperial lineage, with her ancestral bloodline awakened, confrontation was inevitable.

"Excellent!"

Emperor Yu boomed with joy, though a flicker of remorse hid in his depths.

Her character and aptitude rivaled any prince, plus she held the ancestral bloodline they envied—yet her gender stood in the way.

For days he wrestled inwardly, but a choice emerged at last.

Now, he merely pondered the ideal candidate for that role.

"Oh, and that youth has climbed to the Peak of the Seventh Layer of Dao Realm; sharp eye you have. Father gives his blessing!"

Emperor Yu tossed these words over his shoulder as he left.

"Peak of Seventh Layer!"

Despite knowing Chen Xuan's genius, confirmation straight from her father stirred prolonged turmoil within her.

Her father's consent to her and Chen Xuan's bond? That never troubled her.

The one chosen by Qin Ying herself—no force, not even Father, could halt!

...

Three Judicial Departments.

"Mind your speech going forward. Surely you grasp how loose lips invite calamity, no lecture needed?"

Only upon dragging Liu Sheng back to the Three Judicial Departments did Zhan Tian exhale in relief.

This old man usually exercised utmost prudence; what possessed him to utter such today?

"Hmph!"

Liu Sheng huffed disdainfully. Ultimately, dissatisfaction with Emperor Yu's selection fueled it.

As an Imperial Family member, Qin Ying outshone the princes in every regard, especially with her ancestral bloodline.

One must realize: across Great Yu's ten-millennia chronicle, ancestral bloodline bearers always ascended to the throne.

Simply because she's female?

Her master naturally seethed inwardly; against Emperor Yu, restraint held—but anyone lesser, and he'd have acted already.

"Fine, I understand your dissatisfaction, but in the end, this remains their family matter."

"Doesn't the common saying go that even a just official struggles to judge household disputes?!"

"Ponder it carefully, cool your head, both you and I serve under Great Yu, so we must act with restraint. I'll head to meet that youth first."

With those words, Zhan Tian departed solo for the Library Pavilion, abandoning Liu Sheng there.

"Family matter?!"

Liu Sheng lifted his gaze faintly toward the blazing sun overhead.

"The Imperial Family knows no such family matters!"

Afterward, he strode off in the direction of the Library Pavilion.

Chen Xuan and Xiaoqi had lingered in the Library Pavilion the whole time. Upon spotting Zhan Tian, they hastily inquired, "How did it go with Elder Zhan?"

Aware of his impatience, Zhan Tian directly conveyed Emperor Yu's verdict to him without delay.

"Must it wait until after the Burial Ground?"

Chen Xuan's brows knitted deeply.

Though fewer than three years remained, he could have bided his time before, yet recent happenings had shifted his mindset entirely.

He feared intensely that the Human Realm might crumble without warning.

"This outcome is the finest possible; harbor no stray notions; moreover... always safeguard Great Yu's honor. Should you fail at that, Emperor Yu simply won't permit it."

Zhan Tian cautioned him solemnly.

These were geniuses from distant continents, after all; triumph wouldn't come lightly.

"I get it, Elder."

Chen Xuan gave a nod, reluctant as he was to endure this delay, no alternative presented itself now; storming the Imperial Palace wasn't feasible, right?

"Don't worry, like you mentioned, it's merely starting its decline phase, and a Sub-Realm's decline drags on far longer than in typical Lower Realms. Within three years, no disasters will strike."