"The inside of the cup didn't match the characters in the film, that's why it felt off."
You closed your eyes and thought for three seconds.
"This cup... is the inner beauty of the Thunder Emperor."
"However, the video shown in the film is of a snow woman."
You quietly adjusted the inside of the cup, then continued, and only then did it feel more comfortable.
One hour later.
[You restored your right hand to its original state, used the inextinguishable fire to burn the children, and used your left hand to put the video device back in.]
You sighed deeply: "No, this is taking too long."
"I've stayed in this ancient, broken immortal realm for far too long."
"I can barely even match the characters anymore, sigh."
"These past few decades have been incredibly difficult for me."
"It's so hard to get through, so painful, so unbearable..."
After complaining for a while, you shut up and began your cultivation.
[To devour those vast, targeted resources.]
Six months later, you advanced to the fourth realm.
[In 4953, the seventy-seventh trial: You, as a prince, are sent by your mother to the grasslands for a political marriage. Your mission is to return to the capital within three months, gain the approval of the people, reclaim your rightful throne, and ascend the throne through legitimate means.]
"What exactly did you see in this ancient immortal realm?"
When you open your eyes and gain your identity, you see the entire court filled with... female ministers, male palace servants, and... female eunuchs?
"No, how can a woman become a eunuch?"
[This trial is ridiculously difficult, because three months is far too short a timeframe. Just getting you to the grasslands will take a full month of travel.]
Then you'll have to persuade those grassland kings to join your counterattack within a month.
The last month must be spent on the return journey from the grasslands to the capital city in central China.
[Considering that the armies of the cities in the Central Plains are not fools and that various female armies will come to stop you, you still need to leave ample time in the second step, such as persuading those grassland kings within ten days to lead the expedition under your command.]
For this kind of stupid test, you would naturally choose to accept it on the spot.
[I only descended nine times, because my strength was sufficient, and also because if I used up all my descending attempts at once, there wouldn't be enough time.]
You slaughtered the entire court of traitors in one night.
[Afterwards, he traveled far and wide, wreaking havoc across the land.]
[The dynasty was wiped out from east to west, from south to north, including the people of the grasslands.]
Those who disobey will be beheaded!
Establish your absolute dominance and absolute authority in the shortest possible time.
On the third day, you returned home bathed in the morning light.
The empress's face turned deathly pale.
[One day and two nights ago, you bent the pure gold dragon throne, locking her to the throne.]
Let her watch helplessly as you slaughter the entire court and overthrow the old order.
Countless screams and cries of agony echoed throughout the place.
Now that you have finally returned, she has been imprisoned for nearly 18 hours. The new ministers who have submitted to you have only been able to feed her some water to keep her alive.
[When you step onto the dragon throne, you can smell the stench of excrement and urine.]
Her hair and beard, which were jet black and glossy 18 hours ago, are now dry and grayish-white.
Perhaps it was hunger, or perhaps it was restlessness, but the wrinkles on my face had increased slightly.
From a once-glorious empress to her current state as an old, haggard witch, it all happened in the blink of an eye.
"You unfilial son! You wicked beast!"
Like a final burst of energy before death, the Empress, squeezing out the last of her life force, her wrinkles deepening, roared at you with all her might, revealing teeth that hadn't been brushed for over three days.
"You unfilial son! You have seized your position illegitimately! You have rebelled against the Heavenly Gang!"
"I have ruled this land for ten years; it is no longer your Yun family's dynasty!"
"You can rebel against me, but can you rebel against the whole world?!"
"You can kill all my loyal subjects, but can you kill everyone in this world?!"
You walked up to her, stared at her aged face, and shook the rustic-looking bag on your back.
Loosen the straps.
[Tilting downwards.]
[Crash, bang, clang...]
[Female city lords, female county magistrates, pretty-boy ambassadors, and that general from various places.]
[Their symbols—tokens, tallies, official seals—were scattered all over the ground.]
"As you can see," you whispered, drawing close to her face, "I have slaughtered everyone in this world, and I have reclaimed my own!"
[The Empress was terrified, shocked, and breathing heavily.]
The next moment, you pinch your nose and back away with a look of disgust: "Who hasn't brushed their teeth in days? They smell so bad!"
He coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Malnutrition, emotional distress, and heart failure.
The Empress died after vomiting blood.
You kicked her corpse, along with the pure gold dragon throne behind her, overturning it, and waved downwards.
Four burly men scurried in from outside the hall, and together they lifted the newly crafted golden dragon throne.
At the same time, a group of people dressed in a cryptic manner also swarmed in.
[They carried offerings, incense, and a small altar.]
"The auspicious hour has arrived. I, Yun Shou, will ascend the throne at this time and hold the coronation ceremony. Does anyone object?"
You glance down around.
The ministers unanimously raised their hands in agreement: "Your Majesty, this is the auspicious time!"
"There couldn't be a more auspicious time than today!"
"Great fortune, great fortune! Great fortune for Your Majesty!"
You approved of one of the ministers, but because you were in a rush, the people you promoted were just there to fill quotas; quantity over quality.
But as long as it can support this ceremony, that's enough.
Unlike the "one-month defense" test during the sixty-nine trials, this was a test with a fixed time limit; you had to drag it out until the deadline to pass.
You waste too much time on these kinds of assessments; it's dragging on too long.
However, this assessment has a time limit; the task must be completed within three months. If you complete it ahead of schedule, you will pass early.
Half an hour later, you vanished as a wisp of light.
[Back in the main...back to the Immortal Ancient Secret Realm space, you satisfiedly took stock of your gains.]
"You were just talking about the Supreme God, right? You were definitely referring to the Supreme God's Space, weren't you?"
"As my assessment progresses, the rewards I receive become increasingly higher. Normally, it would take me 1200 years of continuous cultivation to advance from the fourth to the fifth realm."
"Following the normal timeline, after that much time, Bei Chenguang and his group of ten would have almost defeated the leader of the beast calamity, attracting Bai He's attention."
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