Chapter 2271: Auction of the Throne

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, everyone present realized they were temporarily out of danger, and their mood calmed down considerably.

At the same time, a doubt arose in their hearts: "What does it mean, 'who wants to be emperor'? What does he mean by that? What does he want to do?"

Who doesn't want to be emperor? The problem is you can't just become one because you want to.

Ye Bufan had two objectives for coming to the Imperial Palace: first, to eliminate Tuoba Hongyi, this Old thing, to prevent him from causing trouble for the Tianfeng Empire later.

The other objective was to acquire more High-Grade Spirit Stones. He was about to head to Tianqiong State, and not only were they needed for the teleportation array, but they were useful everywhere.

In his eyes, these princes and imperial grandsons were like fat sheep, and he had to fleece them mercilessly.

He continued, "How about this? For the sake of fairness, I will auction off the throne of the Daxing Empire. Whoever offers the most money will become emperor."

"Uh…"

Tuoba Hongyi, whose cultivation had already been crippled and who had sustained internal injuries, could no longer withstand this shock. He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

The imperial throne had always been a supreme existence. To ascend this seat, countless people had tried various methods and employed all sorts of means.

There had been brothers fighting, fathers killing sons, and internal strife—all kinds of situations had occurred.

But an open auction like this had never been seen, nor even heard of. Only this person in front of them could do such a thing.

Although the others didn't react as strongly, they were all dumbfounded.

The imperial throne had always been decided within the imperial family. When did an outsider get to make the decision?

Everyone present stared blankly at the Young man, unsure of what was happening, and no one spoke.

Ye Bufan ignored their reactions and immediately stepped into the role of an Auctioneer.

"We'll have a live auction. The Daxing Empire's imperial throne, starting bid one million High-Grade Spirit Stones. Each bid must not be less than one hundred thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones. Bidding starts now…"

Seeing him actually auction the imperial throne, the people present still remained silent, but their minds began to race.

For these imperial descendants, there wasn't a single person who didn't want to be emperor, but unfortunately, they had no opportunity.

The current situation seemed like an opportunity, but no one could be sure what was going on, and there were simply too many variables with an imperial throne acquired through such an auction.

Ye Bufan wasn't surprised by their reaction. He sneered and said, "Do you think I can't Dominator this matter, and that after I leave, you'll each…

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…contend for the imperial throne using your own means?"

These imperial descendants still kept their heads down; they were indeed thinking that.

No matter how powerful Ye Bufan was, he was ultimately a passerby and could not stay in the Imperial Palace forever.

Once he left, they would try every means to seize the emperor's throne for themselves.

Ye Bufan continued, "You need to understand the situation and dismiss those hopeful little thoughts.

I currently control the Lei Yun Sect and Shenjian Villa. As long as I don't agree, none of you will be able to sit on this imperial throne, or you'll be a dead man the next day."

"Uh…"

After he finished speaking, many who had such thoughts trembled.

Especially the Second Prince, Tuoba Wei, whose previously somewhat excited heart suddenly tightened.

In his opinion, he was the strongest among the many princes, and as long as Ye Bufan left, he had a good chance of taking the emperor's throne for himself.

But the other party's words poured a bucket of cold water on him. If he didn't have their approval, would he dare to sit in that position?

Tuoba Hongyi was protected by the Imperial Old Ancestor and was at the Middle Stage of Void Tempering cultivation, yet even he was crippled by this person.

What about himself? Wouldn't he be killed at will? He simply couldn't hold this position.

At this moment, he clearly realized that no matter the situation, the emperor's throne of the Daxing Empire was under the control of this person.

Ye Bufan naturally wouldn't stay in the Daxing Empire forever. He was about to head to Tianqiong State now, and what he wanted was to make a large sum of Spirit Stones.

He pointed to Tuoba Hongyi beside him: "If I kill him, your entire Daxing Empire will fall into chaos.

Even if I don't interfere, will what you ultimately seize still be the strongest Empire in Tianluo State?

The reason I kept him alive and didn't kill him is to auction him along with the imperial throne. Whoever wins the bid can dispose of him as they wish."

"This…"

After Ye Bufan finished speaking, the expressions of the imperial descendants present changed.

Having grown up in the imperial family, they were well aware of the struggles in the power arena. If Tuoba Hongyi truly died, the entire Daxing Empire would fall apart.

Even if someone eventually emerged victorious, what they would get would be an Empire that had suffered a great loss of Origin Qi, and it would definitely not be able to remain at the Peak of Tianluo State.

Although Tuoba Hongyi was crippled, he still held an extremely unusual significance for the entire country.

As long as he was held, one could command the nobles by holding the Son of Heaven, helping oneself to firmly sit on the imperial throne.

Everyone present's minds raced, considering all possibilities.

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Finally, they all became interested, feeling that buying the imperial throne from Ye Bufan was also a good option.

"I'm now counting down from three. If no one bids again, this auction will end, and I will then execute Tuoba Hongyi.

Opportunities don't always come; I hope you can seize them well."

Ye Bufan said this and began to count down: "Three… Two…"

Before he could even say "one," someone nearby shouted loudly: "I bid one million one hundred thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones!"

The first to step forward and bid was a Young man in his twenties, the Fifth Prince of the Daxing Empire.

Seeing this scene, Tuoba Hongyi's heart was filled with mixed emotions, impossible to describe in words.

The dignified emperor's throne of the Daxing Empire was actually being auctioned off, with himself as an accessory.

He wasn't surprised by his son's actions. In the face of imperial power, there was no family affection whatsoever. If their positions were swapped, he would certainly do the same.

The Fifth Prince, Tuoba Tao, his eyes were brimming with uncontrollable excitement.

He was an extremely ambitious person, yet he was the least favored by Tuoba Hongyi.

Under normal circumstances, let alone emperor, even the crown prince position would have nothing to do with him.

But now his opportunity had come. He could see that this Young man in front of him could definitely help him ascend to the emperor's throne.

Not only him, but many other princes also understood the situation, and immediately a second person stepped forward.

"I bid one million two hundred thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones…"

"I bid one million three hundred thousand…"

"I bid one million five hundred thousand…"

Suddenly, bids rose from all directions, truly like an auction house.

These princes were all incredibly excited, seemingly already seeing themselves ascending the throne.

As for Tuoba Kuang, who had just been executed, and Tuoba Hongyi, who stood blankly beside them, no one even bothered to glance at them.

"I bid two million High-Grade Spirit Stones!"

When the Second Prince, Tuoba Wei, announced such a price, the surrounding people immediately fell silent.

Two million was by no means a small sum. Even though they were imperial family members, most people could absolutely not produce that much money.

Only favored princes like Tuoba Wei would usually have their pockets stuffed full.

Just as everyone thought the final throne would fall into the Second Prince's hands, a voice suddenly rang out.

"I bid five million High-Grade Spirit Stones!"