Yi Shuihan was too lazy to argue with them, so he simply had a 65-inch electronic screen brought out in the conference room and showed them a promotional video of a city in the future with a strong steampunk style.

"I have already been to the Celestial Realm. The books in the library and all these things were brought back from the Celestial Realm by me."

The assembled officials were dumbfounded.

Does the immortal realm really exist?

Has His Majesty already been there?

No wonder the Great Xi can manufacture amazing objects such as cannons, rifles, bicycles, and steam trains; it turns out that His Majesty brought fire from the celestial realm.

In an instant, their strong opposition turned into: "Your Majesty, may we accompany you?"

Yi Shuihan glanced at them expressionlessly.

"My parents, brothers, and sisters cannot ascend to heaven with me. What do you think?"

The entire audience immediately sighed in despair.

Yi Shuihan said meaningfully, "If you can comprehend the knowledge in the library and apply it to governing the country, one day your descendants will also be able to enter the immortal realm."

Will their descendants also ascend to immortality?

The ministers were filled with fervor.

Later, he indeed devoted all his efforts to developing the economy and reforming and innovating, and in less than three generations, he built Da Xi into a "celestial realm".

Only then did the surviving old ministers realize that the "celestial realm" was nothing more than a more advanced human world.

After Yi Shuihan abdicated, he left his people and most of his assets to his parents.

Only rare treasures such as pearls, agate, gemstones, red coral, and century-old ginseng, which are valuable in any era, remain.

With these things by his side, he wouldn't be without a place to live in the afterlife.

On the day of his departure, his family and Xiao Qingyin's relatives and friends in Daxi gathered together.

They wanted to witness him and Xiao Qingyin ascend to heaven with their own eyes.

The two lay hand in hand on a makeshift couch in the middle of the hall, surrounded by a circle of treasure chests.

The boxes were strung together with a rope, which Xiao Qingyin held.

This is the method they tested for carrying a large number of items—only items held by Xiao Qingyin will be carried through the journey.

"Grandmother, Mother, Xiao Yun, Cousin Zhao, Cousin Shu..."

Xiao Qingyin bid farewell to everyone one by one.

A thousand words were stuck in my throat, but they all condensed into one sentence: "Take good care of yourselves from now on."

"Okay, be careful in everything you do."

Han touched the tears welling up in her eyes.

Yun and the others also had tears in their eyes.

Princess Zhaoyang had wine sent over.

"Today is a good day, let's have a drink to send them off."

Everyone raised their glasses in unison.

After taking one last look at everyone and etching their faces into her mind, Xiao Qingyin closed her eyes.

A calming incense stick was lit by the bedside, and she and Yi Shuihan fell asleep in less than fifteen minutes.

When I opened my eyes, I found myself in my living room.

Her whole family was gathered around her, looking at her with deep emotion.

"Fourth brother, you're finally back!"

Xiao Qingyin realized that she could be seen. She looked down and saw that she was wearing the clothes she wore before she transmigrated.

There was a pile of treasure chests around him.

He immediately realized that he had returned dressed in his old clothes.

Is Yi Shuihan the same?

She quickly looked to her side, but did not see any familiar figures.

He was greatly alarmed.

"Where is Yi Shuihan?!"