Thousands of officials and ministers leisurely took their seats in the imperial palace of Xia.
The emperor watching them waiting for them to notice his figure sitting on the throne. Today, however, their attention seemed to be fixed on something else. He smiled down at them from above because he knew the reason.
His hard eyes followed their gaze to the center of the luxurious main hall. There stood a hundred slender and graceful beauties who were all related to one Minister Xia or another.
He had invited them because by the end of the day his thirteen sons were to choose their concubines. This was his way of consolidating power. But he was not the only beneficiary of this arrangement, for it also allowed the court ministers to develop their relationships with the imperial family. Naturally, it depended on whether any of his sons intended to bring one of them and the influence they represented to their side. If they did, their daughter or close relative would become the chosen concubine so that both sides could unite under one banner.
Thus, this day also marked the time when his sons would officially begin to consolidate their power and authority in the imperial court. However, this hope and chance to become close to the imperial family was not only for the ministers. They were also shared by 100 beauties. While a minister’s daughter’s status guaranteed her a lifetime of splendor, the chances of climbing the high branch of royal power were too slim to pass up. Moreover, they knew that the lowest achievement for any Xia prince was the Holy Marquis, a title not too far removed from the position of emperor.
Of course, each of them hoped that the prince they married would be the next Xia emperor. The high status of an imperial concubine was not to be laughed at.
So the 100 beauties laughed sweetly and tried their best to show off their seductive figures. Their eyes greedily devoured the imperial princes. But when their eyes fell on Xia Yang, the sickly first prince in purple robes, sitting at the head of the table, they couldn’t help but get excited and trembling. They did not want to be chosen by him, despite his beautiful eyes and gorgeous eyebrows.
The first prince was indeed the most titled and legitimate heir to the throne. He was the oldest of thirteen brothers. Thus, it would not have been strange for them to want to be chosen by him.
Unfortunately, word spread that the first prince was a waste of time. Even the common people in the marketplace had long heard the news.
The first prince was born emaciated and seriously ill. Everyone knew that he was fed pills and other medicines, but none of it helped. Even now, he was still unable to cultivate, or show the slightest bit of Spiritual Qi. Meanwhile, his twelve younger brothers had already reached the Ninth Stage of the Mortal Realm. Some were even half a step away from becoming Yuan experts.
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To make matters worse, since his mother’s death, no official or minister had dared to bother him. He was a loner without any power. His title of the first prince was nothing, and with his weak physique, no one would be surprised if he suddenly fell out of his chair and died. If one of the hundred women invited married him, the best they could expect would be to become his widow.
“I already knew that if I came here everyone would stare at me like some evil spirit … I’m a solemn first prince, but I live worse than the lowest official … and sometimes I wonder when I’ll be able to activate my broken system. It’s been almost a year since I moved into this world. Can’t you at least answer when I’m talking to you?”
A helpless sigh escaped from the very depths of Xia Yan’s soul.
He was not a man of this world. He was a technical college graduate who sat and waited to die on the ground.
There was no way he could think that one day, on his way home after working overtime, he would suddenly be struck by lightning and die an instant death. And he had no hope of moving to another world like the characters in the countless novels he had read, let alone to find himself in a vast world where power was revered.
Of course, the most important thing was that as soon as he arrived in this world, he heard the words, “The system is activated.” The sudden appearance of that voice excited him to the extreme.
He even imagined how, from that moment on, like the heroes of countless novels, he would sweep away all six directions and eight deserts. Any immortal, god or demon would turn to ash before him. But a year has passed since he heard the voice, and the system has still not been activated.
So, naturally, all his hopes for the future remained just a dream.
Were it not for the fact that he was the first prince to extend his life, his weak physique would not have lasted a year.
He even prepared himself not to participate in today’s meeting about the imperial marriage by pretending to be sick because he expected to be looked at. It was just ridiculous that the solemn first prince was looked upon like the plague.
Besides, what did it matter even if he chose a concubine?
In his condition, he did not possess the “ability to conduct business.”
So why would he deliberately choose to make a fool of himself?
If you were in such a situation, you could imagine at first hand his present degree of helplessness.
The emperor himself demanded his presence. As the first prince, he was to welcome the many distinguished guests who were to arrive.
This, however, was not the most discouraging-
– Hey, brothers, do you see the fourth woman in the third row from the left? The one with a good face and a beautiful figure? She’s mine.
A young man in elegant white clothes with a black sword on his belt was smiling and laughing.
Xia Yang cast a glance at him.
This young man’s name was “Xia Qingyu.” To Xia Yan, his brother was a literal Qin Yu from “The Way of the Stars,” the first man written on the Golden Banner of the Grandmaster.
– Fourth brother, I think the seventh woman in the front row is more attractive,” Said a rather majestic young man whose black robes exposed the bronze flesh that covered his arms.
It was his fifth brother Xia Linley, the same one who looked like Linley from The Twisting Dragon, the second man written on the Golden Banner of the Grandmaster.
“The thriving twelfth brother Xia Xiaoyang, the second brother Xia Fanghan, who likes to develop absorption and consumption techniques, and the sixth brother Xia Yefan, who practices snapping finger killing… system, are you kidding me?”