After one day and one night, the Tianzhou landed.

"My dear Jiang, this place is the capital of our great Wei State, Tianhe City." King Wen put away the Tianzhou, pointed to the towering city gate in front of him, and said with a smile.

The ancient city walls satisfied Jiang Bei's expectations of this imperial city.

"Young friend Jiang, please follow me. The place to stay has been arranged. I will find a weapon refiner for you soon to make your Tang sword into a spiritual treasure."

“As for the Tower of the Gods…when everything is arranged, don’t forget what you promised me.” King Wen lowered his voice.

"And give me your Tang sword as well. I will find someone to help you forge it into a spiritual treasure when I find the right opportunity."

"Don't worry, Your Majesty." Jiang Bei nodded and handed the Tang sword to the other party.

After hearing this, King Wen finally breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, King Wen will keep Jiangbei firmly by his side!

In order to reassure Jiang Bei, King Wen only brought his personal maid Huan'er on this trip, and all other guards of the palace stayed in Yunzhou.

I knew that Jiang Bei had many wives and relatives, but I never thought about it that much!

However, this did not disrupt King Wen's plan.

Arriving at the place arranged by King Wen, the scale of this mansion was slightly smaller than that of King Wen's Mansion in Yunzhou, but it was more than enough to accommodate this group of people. Even a bystander like Lu Chusheng was assigned an independent courtyard.

It was already late at night when we arrived in the capital.

After moving in, it didn’t feel as unnatural as I thought.

Of course, Jiang Bei’s first step was to set up a formation in the courtyard of his mansion. The issue of safety could not be ignored.

As for King Wen...

Jiang Bei swept his spiritual sense and found that it was already late at night, but King Wen had changed into his prince's attire and went out in a carriage.

The direction he left was exactly where the palace of the Wei Dynasty was mentioned earlier.

It is worth mentioning.

The old man hadn't slept for eight or nine days, and looked like he could die at any time.

Before going out this time, he specially asked his maid Huan'er to put on makeup for him.

If he was still on the verge of death before, now... it was almost as if the words "I'm dying" were engraved on his head.

Is this how you go to meet the King of Wei?

Jiang Bei was a little surprised. You know, King Wen has always been an old man who cares a lot about his face!

…

Inside the palace.

In the imperial study of the King of Wei, the King personally received the younger brother who came from afar, and the Crown Prince accompanied him.

"Third brother, do you have something important to tell me? Not only did you come here overnight, but you chose to see me at this time?" the king asked with a smile.

He was King Wen's elder brother, several dozen years older than him.

But compared to King Wen's old and frail appearance, the King of Wei could be said to be in his prime.

His hair is still black, and although there are wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, they are not many, and he looks in good spirits!

If King Wen was an old man in his seventies or eighties, then, relatively speaking, the King of Wei was a middle-aged man in his forties.

Although there are signs that the dynasty’s fortune is collapsing now, but... it’s not a big deal!

It's just a so-called battle of luck. Wait until everything is over, and the Taoist sect will have a new master.

As for whether the dynasty is still the familiar Wei Dynasty and whether the ruler is still the same ruler, it all depends on the intention of the new master of Taoism.

He has been on the throne for three hundred years, which can be said to be the longest time in the entire history of the Wei Dynasty.

Yes, the prince has been the prince for three hundred years!

If you just look at his appearance, he is actually older than his father...

King Wen wanted to sit on the throne of the country for once and experience the thrill, all because he saw the potential of Jiangbei and took the chance of getting the upper hand that Jiangbei had drawn for him.

If Jiang Bei could really reach the Golden Core state here successfully, and then kill those geniuses in a mad rush when the battle for luck just began.

He became the ultimate winner of the battle of luck. In other words... he is the future new generation master of Taoism.

Is it difficult for the new generation of masters to support a new leader?

It's just a matter of words!

Those older generations also have to give face to his brother!

"Uncle King Wen." The prince also called out.

"It is indeed inappropriate to come to see you so late at night," King Wen said apologetically.

Without waiting for the king to speak again, King Wen directly stated his purpose.

"My brother may not know... my time has come." King Wen's face was filled with sorrow.

The King of Wei pretended to be surprised.

but……

How could I not know?

As to the health conditions of these princes who accepted their fiefs and left the capital, someone would come to report to him regularly.

It was no secret to King Wen that his time was running out.

Look at King Wen's face...

With his sunken eye sockets and a hint of death between his brows, you knew... this old man wouldn't live long.

To be honest, King Wei was somewhat touched that he could come to see him and talk about brotherhood before he died.

But I am still touched.

It’s totally okay for everyone to talk about feelings.

Don’t talk about money, it hurts feelings.

Don’t even think about extending your life!

Only when King Wen died could he, as the King of Wei, better control the fiefdom of Yunzhou and use it to control the now chaotic court.

Aren’t you all fighting for that little bit of power?

Now that King Wen is gone, Yunzhou is vacant. If any of you want to go up there, don't you have to perform well?

Party struggles and the like...are too childish.

The longest time these court officials have been in office is not as long as the time the King of Wei has been in office. This guy is just an old monster!

The King of Wei was probably certain that his third brother had suddenly come to him because of the issue of his death.

"My brother may have guessed it... I came here because of a matter of urgency. I wonder if my brother is willing to help me once?" King Wen became more and more embarrassed.

The King of Wei cursed in his heart.

If you don't want to get out of here quickly, get out of here right now. Go back to your own country the way you came here!

But even though I felt this in my heart, I still had to keep a polite smile on my face.

He knew that this old man was truly at the peak of the Mingshen realm, but he was unable to break through to the Jidao realm because he was too old and his body was not strong enough.

King Wen was the one with the best talent for cultivation in his generation!

And he himself... is the worst one.

But there are exceptions to everything. Often, the one with the worst talent can become the final ruler. The reason is simple: the fortune of the dynasty will not be shrouded by the person with the strongest talent in cultivation.

There is no other reason.

The real bosses of Taoism must ensure the controllability of the dynasty.

It was naturally impossible to allow someone like King Wen, who had a good talent for cultivation, to succeed to the throne.

And in his generation today, King Wen is his last surviving brother.

If your time comes, that would be really... great!

The King of Wei had a worried look on his face. "Third brother, just tell me. I will do my best!"

Although he said this, he had already made up his mind in his heart that no matter what request King Wen made to him, the final answer would be - no!

Alas, my position may seem glamorous to you, but it’s actually not easy…

Those Taoist masters are all beasts. They don't treat me as a human being at all. All the good things have been looted by them a long time ago, not to mention this life-extending elixir? There is no way they would leave even one pill for us.

In their eyes, we are just errand boys!

"I want to enter the Tower of the Gods!" King Wen said directly.

Lord Wei immediately shook his head, "Third brother, this tower of communication with the gods, I...huh?"

Just as he was about to refuse, King Wei realized something was wrong.

He looked at King Wen with a confused look on his face. You want to enter the Tower of the Gods? Are you crazy?

Your deadline is just approaching. Once you go in, that deadline will be complete!

But after thinking about it, the King of Wei understood.

Old Deng knew that he was dying. Look at him, he was almost about to carve the words "I'm going to die" on his forehead, for fear that others would not know.

I estimate the deadline will be within ten days or half a month.

The old man knew that he was going to die, but he had no other choice but to go to the Tower of the Gods to gain a good reputation for himself!

Dying in the Tower of the Gods would bring you a much better reputation than dying honestly at home.

Later on, whenever people mentioned King Wen, they would give him a thumbs up, saying what an awesome old guy he was!

"As cultivators, we must fight with all our might even if we know that we risk our lives." King Wen straightened his back with a solemn look on his face, telling the fate of the cultivators fighting against the heavens!

"That's right!" King Wei immediately applauded.

But in his heart he thought, as long as you, old man, don't take the life-extending elixir from our country's leader, then everything will be fine!

But he couldn't give it so easily.

"Third brother, the price required to open this tower is not low, and you may not know... the stone required to enter this tower is also extremely difficult to obtain."

"But don't worry, my brother will get it for you no matter how much it costs!" The King of Wei said with a firm face.

It seemed that he would not hesitate for a moment even if he had to risk the wrath of the world for the sake of his dying brother!

King Wen was so moved that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed!

In his heart, he cursed all the ancestors of the King of Wei for giving birth to such a beast.

After cursing... I felt better, and then I remembered that he was also my ancestor.

“…”

The King of Wei also lost his temper. He stood up, walked around the table and helped King Wen, who was kneeling on the ground and cursing his ancestors, up.

"Third brother, please stand up quickly. You and I are brothers... Hey, in this world, in our generation, there are only two brothers like you and I. Now that your time is coming, how can I, as your elder brother, not help you with all my strength?"

King Wen's eyes filled with tears.

I thought to myself, if I wasn’t a beast like you, I might have been fooled by your hypocritical attitude!

But King Wen still knew how to take advantage of the situation.

His eyes suddenly darkened, and before the King of Wei could recover, he heard King Wen say again: "Brother, this trip to the Tower of Communication with the Gods is a life-threatening one. This may be the last time we meet in this life, and we will be separated by death soon..."

Cursing yourself like this is obviously not a good thing, but in order to save money... King Wen had no choice!

As he spoke, he stepped back a few steps and respectfully handed over a Tang sword. The sword was slender, and although it was just an ordinary sword without any Taoist charm in it, it was not difficult to feel that this sword had experienced countless life-and-death battles with its owner.

"Good sword!" King Wei's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Brother, please forge this precious sword of mine into a magical treasure, which will also increase my chances of survival." King Wen said respectfully.

"For this matter, I have to go to the sect in person to invite a weapon refiner... I'm afraid it will be extremely difficult. But don't worry, third brother. No matter how much it costs, I will do it for you!" Lord Wei waved his hand, so straightforward!