759 A Terrifying Deal
Emperor Wanwu's eyes were like a frozen lake, utterly undisturbed. He reserved even the slightest emotion for his descendants; anything more was a luxury.
He never seemed to pay much attention to the alchemists in the Pill Hall; in his eyes, they were just a group of slightly more skilled but ordinary craftsmen in the royal city.
Under Emperor Wu, all are but ants.
Humans are children, while Emperor Wu is an adult!
The evil god is a fierce tiger!
When an adult fights a tiger, strength, wisdom, experience, and courage are all involved. Life or death is uncertain, but there is still hope!
The alchemists in the Pill Hall are nothing more than slightly larger ants. If they disobey, they will naturally need to be disciplined; if they dare to resist, they will be severely beaten and killed.
Emperor Wanwu replied without hesitation, "The matter of the Pill Hall is entirely up to Brother Ye. If needed, just let me know!"
Seeing that the two were so clearly supportive, Emperor Ye felt a warmth in his heart and said softly, "Thank you. The dragon aura has fled. I lost my composure just now."
However, please rest assured, the Heavenly Evil Clan is untrustworthy, and I will certainly ignore them.
Emperor Qianwu nodded and said with confidence, "Brother Ye, rest assured, we are the same. The Heavenly Evil Clan has always been untrustworthy and is nothing but a bunch of pathetic worms."
Their lives and deaths are controlled by others; those who dare to go out today probably sense their lifespans are dwindling.
He paused briefly, then continued softly, "It seems that the Heavenly Evil Clan's claim of immortality is likely a lie, nothing more than heretical rhetoric used to deceive the ignorant."
Emperor Wanwu nodded in agreement, adding, "The Heavenly Evil Clan members never show themselves easily. It seems they have truly suffered a great loss of lifespan, otherwise they wouldn't have come to the royal city to spy and investigate."
Ancient records state that in the past, spiritual energy was abundant, but there were also instances where dragon energy escaped and spiritual energy dissipated.
This is a harbinger of change in the heavens and earth, a sign of impending disaster.
The more he talked, the more credible he felt his words were.
After a moment of contemplation, he continued, "At the end of the Fang Dynasty, the dragon's energy was also similar, wandering around, searching for people with great fortune."
A significant portion of them were devoured by the Nine-Faced Algae of the Heavenly Evil Clan.
But with the establishment of the new dynasty, the dragon's aura surged forth, like the Milky Way pouring down from the heavens, seemingly not diminishing at all, but rather increasing even more.
But the spiritual energy seems to have thinned out a bit!
Upon hearing this, Emperor Ye Wu seemed to be deep in thought, remaining silent and muttering to himself, "I came from humble beginnings and focused solely on cultivation, paying little attention to other things. I have indeed lacked a lot of knowledge!"
That's why the dragon's energy escaped, which is why I was so anxious.
As for the matter of the Pill Hall, it seems that although I intended to intimidate them, I suspect that Old Ghost Qian and Brother Wan share the same thought.
Even if the Pill Hall can't refine it, such a severe crackdown will make them obedient and prevent them from secretly supporting foreign enemies and harming us should war break out.
His expression calmed down considerably. He remained silent, lost in thought, and said, "It seems I made this knife, but it's all for the best."
I am all alone. If the Pill Palace treats me with indifference, then don't blame me for being ruthless.
Both Qian Laogui and Wan Laodi have many descendants.
Brother Wan also wanted to select one of his family's younger generation to become my apprentice, but I refused at the time.
It seems this matter needs further discussion and consideration!
Compared to seeking immortality, these two should be even more eager!
Emperor Ye Wu calmed down at this moment, his intelligence returned instantly, and he was not in a hurry, knowing that everything could be done in a timely manner!
As I slightly raised my head, I suddenly realized a key point, and all my doubts and uncertainties vanished instantly, replaced by a clear sense of sudden enlightenment.
He chuckled to himself, 'Night Seven, you're really too hasty!'
For Qian Laogui and Wan Laodi, immortality should be a more pressing and urgent goal than their own.
After all, they've married, had children, and have descendants, haven't they?
I couldn't help but think of myself, the seventh son in my family, with two more to go. But as an ordinary family, we couldn't support them all. Then came natural disasters and man-made calamities, and the deaths in my family came like a mountain collapsing, like a row of dominoes.
For a thousand miles, not a rooster crows; only white bones lie scattered in the wilderness!
In a daze, Emperor Ye Wu seemed to remember that he had also died, his mouth full of blood, which seemed to be a good medicine to quench his thirst and brought him back from the brink of death.
A sudden jolt ran through me, as if I had eaten something I never want to remember!
His mind wandered; 'I must be dead!'
But I know not how I was resurrected, nor how I embarked on the path of cultivation, as if I had made some kind of pact with a mysterious being. Yet I cannot easily abandon my life; if I die, my soul will be restless and my heart uneasy.
After death, you'll be a slave for eternity!
I can't even think about it! In that instant, it felt as if an immense terror was watching me, and I felt an invisible pressure enveloping me!
Suddenly, the two people opposite him seemed to be thousands of miles apart. The surroundings were silent, with only the sound of his own heartbeat echoing in his ears like the beating of a war drum, reminding him that in the face of life and death, only by moving forward could he find a glimmer of hope.
Otherwise, the day of death will be ten thousand times more painful than death itself!
Suddenly, I felt my back was soaked through. My true qi was protecting me, but it seemed to have no effect on the left or right!
His thoughts returned to their source, his eyes hardened, and he thought to himself, 'No matter how difficult the road ahead, no matter how bumpy my fate, I will defy destiny and live. I truly cannot afford to die!'
Perhaps in the blink of an eye, the two on the other side seemed to have noticed something was wrong with Ye Wudi.
Emperor Ye Wu chuckled softly, then said awkwardly, "I can't help but think of my disciple. Alas, I'm truly getting old; I can't help but reminisce about the past!"
The Night Martial Emperor spoke half-truthfully, thinking about how he later achieved great success in his cultivation and had a wonderful disciple whose temperament and talent were both superior. But the old man seemed destined to be alone, and his disciple died mysteriously.
He didn't want to look back on the past, nor did he want to dwell on it. He only remembered one thing in his heart: 'To live is to not die!'
Upon seeing this, Emperor Qianwu and Emperor Wanwu both nodded slightly, as if they could glimpse the deepest emotions in Emperor Yewu's heart. Although the three of them did not speak, their tacit understanding was as strong as before, and they unconsciously drew closer to each other.
Although Emperor Qianwu and Emperor Wanwu now have many descendants, few of their own sons and daughters have died of old age, and many of their descendants have died young.
However, the two often secluded themselves, and before they knew it, time had passed and they were too busy to reminisce!
With a slight breeze, the three of them sped towards the royal city like shooting stars cutting through the clouds!
Within the royal city, two main north-south axes form a square cross, essentially dividing the city into four areas.
The southeast is the most important area, the middle is a buffer zone, the north is the least important area, and the extension is full of soldiers and their families, who huddle together. In the outer slums, there are itinerant vendors. The streets are relatively clean, but the people are mixed together!
In the darkness, the moonlight was bright, and apart from the torches of the night patrol, lanterns and sparks were barely visible in the northern area.
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