Chapter 94: Ascension

Sixteen years had passed since Shājiā'ěr's departure from the mortal world, and the Radiant Empire had flourished under the guidance of its wise rulers. Xiaotian, the heir to the empire, had grown into a noble and capable leader, embodying the virtues of his ancestors and guiding his people with wisdom and compassion.

As the people of the empire gathered in the grand hall of Radiant Citadel, anticipation hung thick in the air. For today marked a momentous occasion—the ascension of Xiaotian to the throne of the empire.

With solemn dignity, Xiaotian approached the throne, his heart heavy with the weight of responsibility and the legacy of his forebears. With each step he took, he felt the eyes of his people upon him, their hopes and dreams resting upon his shoulders.

As he ascended the steps to the throne, Xiaotian felt a sense of awe wash over him. For he knew that he was not just assuming the mantle of leadership, but stepping into a role that had been forged through centuries of tradition and sacrifice.

With a deep breath, Xiaotian took his place upon the throne, his gaze sweeping over the assembled crowd. With quiet resolve, he pledged to uphold the values of the empire, to rule with fairness and justice, and to protect his people from harm.

And as the cheers of the crowd echoed through the halls of Radiant Citadel, Xiaotian knew that he was ready to face whatever challenges lay ahead, secure in the knowledge that he carried with him the legacy of his ancestors and the strength of his people.