Nine Yang Alchemy Emperor-Chapter 389 - 399: I Am the New King

"Third brother is here!" Chu Jianlan couldn’t help but be overjoyed, exclaiming, "I’ll head over immediately!"

Before the echoes of his words had faded, Chu Jianlan had already flown towards the direction of the Eastern City Gate. By the time he arrived, Chu Feng and the others were already beneath the city gates. Recognizing the formidable presence of Chu Feng and company and sensing no malice, the garrison on the city walls did not attack them.

However, they also did not dare to let them into the city on their own authority.

"Hurry, open the gates and welcome my third brother into the city!"

Upon confirming it was indeed his third brother, Chu Jianlan was ecstatic. In battle, fathers and sons are soldiers, but fighting tigers is done by brothers.

In this desperate moment, the only person who would stand with him, unwaveringly, was his blood brother—Chu Feng.

As Chu Feng led his people into the city, his sister-in-law, Miss Qiao, leapt down from the carriage and, throwing modesty to the winds, threw herself into Chu Jianlan’s arms.

"Little Yue, you escaped! That’s wonderful!"

"These days, the one I’ve been most worried about is you." Chu Jianlan too held tight to his wife, their love profound. Meeting in such circumstances, it was hard to part again. Days of longing, worry, all were released in this one embrace.

"It was Uncle who led men to storm into the Royal Capital and rescued me."

"Husband, I thought I’d never see you again... sob sob..."

His sister-in-law’s voice was choked with sobs as she spoke, crying softly. fгeewebnovёl.com

After a moment, Chu Jianlan gently patted her back, comforting her, "Alright, we’ve seen each other now, haven’t we? It’s all fine as long as you are safe."

"The military situation is urgent right now. You and my second sister should first settle in the city and rest."

Seeing his family members safe and sound, Chu Jianlan’s heart found some peace as well.

"Come, third brother, let us discuss matters in the Central Army Tent!"

Leading Chu Feng, Chu Jianlan headed towards the Central Army Tent. Along the way, he couldn’t help but size up Chu Feng, whom he hadn’t seen for a year.

"Third brother, your cultivation... have you broken through to the Great Sword Master Realm?" Chu Jianlan’s own cultivation was still at the Advanced Sword Master Realm. Walking side by side with Chu Feng, he could feel the formidable and invisible pressure emanating from Chu Feng, which was terrifying.

"Yes, I’ve made a breakthrough," Chu Feng acknowledged plainly.

"You didn’t even have sword meridians, how did you manage to break through? Could it be...you’ve regained your sword meridians?"

Chu Jianlan couldn’t help but consider a possibility. His eyes widened in shock as he stared at Chu Feng.

When Chu Feng nodded in confirmation, Chu Jianlan’s face lit up with wild joy.

He was so excited that he didn’t know where to put his hands.

"Restored! That’s great! Truly great..." he murmured to himself, his expression one of excited joy.

Many a time, Chu Jianlan had shed tears and felt guilt over the pitiful plight of his third brother, harboring deep hatred towards the likes of the Jianyun Emperor and Prince Jianyun. Now, learning that Chu Feng had reclaimed the Nine Yang Sword Veins, he felt a sweetness that surpassed the taste of candied fruit.

...

Inside the Central Army Tent, there were only the two brothers, Chu Feng and Chu Jianlan.

"Senior brother, your uprising was ill-founded, lacking popular support; it’s unlikely to succeed. However, I have a plan that might just turn the tide."

Chu Feng got straight to the point, wasting no words as he laid out his idea.

"Alas, at that time I was under the control of Minister Wu and the Imperial Family, with no power to follow my own ambitions. I had no choice but to obey Minister Wu’s orders and lead a revolt. Indeed, it was quite hasty, resulting in this current predicament," Chu Jianlan said with a gloomy expression, shaking his head in sigh.

In the worldly society, one is often not the master of their own fate. In the army, in the royal court, this is even more so the case.

"Third brother is known for his resourcefulness. What ingenious plan do you have?" Chu Jianlan looked at Chu Feng with hope. "I care not for my own death, but it’s the soldiers I pity—over forty thousand brothers. They are the strong men of their households, with the elderly above and the young below them. If they are executed, it would be a devastating blow to their families."

"We must revise our public statement. We are not rebelling to usurp the Emperor’s Throne! Instead, we are seeking justice for the Sword King Mansion and to clear our father’s name. By doing so, we will surely gain the support of father’s former subordinates."

"The populace will no longer despise us; instead, they will support our effort to reclaim justice. After all, there are countless people who once received my father’s grace."

It is no surprise that Chu Feng, having lived for thousands of years as the Alchemy Venerate, possesses such wit incomparable by ordinary people.

Though it is a rebellion all the same, a mere change in rhetoric completely alters its nature.

No wonder those emperors in plain clothes are all silver-tongued, with the power to turn clouds with a flip of the hand and rain with a turn. Regardless of what they say, they always stand on the pinnacle of righteousness.

Chu Feng is now doing the same.

If this were for the sake of seizing the throne, it would be for personal gain. But now, we are avenging our father and seeking justice for the Sword King Mansion, immediately becoming the righteous party. Not only will our cause be justified, but we can also win over the active support of Prince Jian’s loyal followers from those days.

Gaining the support of numerous citizens.

"Wonderful, absolutely wonderful!"

"My third brother’s talent is something I cannot hold a candle to!"

Chu Jianlan admires his younger brother to the utmost. He had been in a desperate plight, but with just a few words from Chu Feng, he saw endless hope and his despair dissipated.

"Third brother, this is the Commander’s Seal, which can mobilize the remaining forty thousand soldiers within the city. I will assist you, and from now on, you will be in charge."

Chu Jianlan immediately handed over the Commander’s Seal.

"The senior brother will still act as the General and hold the Commander’s Seal. As for me, I’ll just be a nominal Prince!" Chu Feng said with a sly smile and discussed many more details with Chu Jianlan.

The two brothers had a deep bond; Chu Feng as the Prince, and Chu Jianlan as the General.

It is foreseeable that after the overthrow of the Jianyun Dynasty, Chu Feng will inevitably become the Emperor. While Chu Jianlan, at best, could only become a Prince.

However, Chu Jianlan has no hesitation or displeasure. On the contrary, he is very willing to let his third brother become the Emperor.

And indeed, only Chu Feng has the capability.

If things continue to be managed by him, not to mention becoming the Emperor, it would be good enough just to spare his life.

After discussing the strategies, Chu Feng stepped out from the Central Army Tent.

Chu Feng walked ahead, with Chu Jianlan half a step behind.

This clearly showed that Chu Feng was in charge, with Chu Jianlan willingly serving as a subordinate General to Chu Feng.

"I, the General, solemnly announce a matter. Effective immediately, my third brother will be in charge! My third brother is also the heir to the Sword King Mansion! From this point forward, I am the General!"

"All of you shall obey my third brother’s commands and deployments!"

Chu Jianlan stood on the General Platform, holding the Commander’s Seal aloft and declared loudly.

The officers and soldiers below buzzed with fervent discussion.

Chu Feng stepped onto the platform, his cold and sharp gaze sweeping across everyone present.

"Perhaps many of my brothers-in-arms here, many officers and soldiers, do not know me. Allow me to introduce myself; I am the Third Prince from the Sword King Mansion, the new Prince Jian!"

"This time I hastened back from the Ten Thousand Sword Sect not to usurp the throne but to vindicate the Sword King Mansion and redress the wrongful death of my father."

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After Chu Feng finished his announcement, after several seconds of silence, the soldiers and the citizens erupted in thunderous applause.

They spontaneously raised their arms and shouted, seeking to clear Prince Jian’s name, to champion justice, and to not let a once-heroic figure die in disgrace.

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