Villain : I reincarnated as a Prince! Shouldn't I have a Harem?

Chapter 180 Emperor's Birthday - 6!

"Ninth Prince, the Emperor has received your gift. Now, I request you to allow the next guest to present their offering to His Majesty." The Grand Minister spoke respectfully with a smile.

Basically, he was telling Ashen to vacate the stage and leave.

However, Ashen hasn't just come to reveal his spirit and leave.

He asked respectfully: "Lord Grand Minister, if I recall correctly, after announcing their participation, isn't a candidate of succession given the opportunity to appeal to the masses for their support?"

The Grand Minister, visibly surprised by his question, nodded in answer: "Yes, that is the custom. Do you wish to appeal to everyone present here?"

He had asked him to leave because he thought that Ashen wasn't going to make any appeal since he didn't have anything to show to them other than his spirit.

Even after having a legendary spirit, The Eternal Great Sovereign took five years to reach the core-formation realm, meaning that Ashen will also need atleast five years to reach such a level.

And a prince who hasn't even reached the core-formation realm wouldn't receive much support even if they had a high potential and spirit.

A prince could be assassinated before even growing to their potential, hence nobody would rush to support him since if he got assassinated, the powers who had been supporting him would garner animosity from the other royal princes.

If these powers joined these princes' factions afterward, they'd simply be outlined and would receive a much lower position and benefits compared to those who have been supporting them from the start.

Due to this reason, it was common for powers to either join at the start or at the very last. Since joining at the start had the most risk but similarly, the most rewards.

On the contrary, joining at the last came with zero risks and fewer benefits.

"Indeed, Lord Grand Minister" Ashen answered with a confident nod.

The Grand Minister nodded in understanding: "Alright. You can go ahead and present your appeal. No one will interrupt you until you are finished."

Saying that The Grand Minister calmly sat back on his throne seat, looking forward to Ashen's appeal with interest.

He wanted to know just what could make Ashen so confident about his appeal.

Maybe there was another surprise after his spirit?

Ashen turned to face the crowd, speaking with confidence: "Everyone, I, Fang Ashen, the ninth prince of this great empire, will present his appeal to ask for your support."

"However..." He paused, allowing the silence to draw their attention.

Who would think that they had been enslaved and threatened to join the faction?

The pseudo-emperor realm cultivators were the ancestors who were in seclusion to cultivate, however, they were awakened forcefully to appear today to show their support to Ashen.

He just had to give the order and the sects had no choice but to obey.

Though these ancestors tried to be defiant, however, noticing what was on the line, they simply obeyed.

Feng Tianlong, Feng Xue's father played a major role in making them realize just how helpless they were.

Since he was there, he could give better details about how even an emperor realm cultivator like Han Wuji was subdued and made to endure torture in the Shang Clan.

Of course, knowing that even an emperor realm cultivator was subdued, they couldn't hope to resist anymore.

Moreover, the sect leaders of their sect had their lives in Ashen's hands. He could kill them with only a single thought. Continue reading at My Virtual Library Empire

These sect leaders were their descendants.

How could they simply leave them to die?

Moving on, Ashen, pointing at the old emperor realm cultivator, spoke: "This Emperor realm Senior..."

This emperor realm cultivator was none other than Han Wuji.

He wore green silk clothes with silvery intricate designs, giving him a polished appearance, however, his bony appearance and devoid-of-life expression didn't quite add to the image, the clothes were designed for.

His draped shoulders and eyes full of despair only conveyed how pathetic he felt.

Two days ago, The Shang Clan's prison tower,

Han Wuji was looking into the distance with a lost expression, his gaze devoid of hope. His clothes were torn, revealing his wounded skin. His body lay without any life in it on the ground.

At this moment, a guard came and knocked on his cell door: "Prisoner Han Wuji, Young Lord Ashen is here to see you. Get ready and come out."

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