As a father, I just want to quietly watch you live a long life Chapter 1622 - 427: Purgatory Opens, Earthly Hell’s Evil Hail the Ghost Emperor; The State Preceptor Is the Imperial Court’s Loyal Dragon God, Believe Me [Requesting Monthly Ticket]...
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Lv Taibai's plan to advance his cultivation realm remains almost entirely concealed, known to hardly anyone at all.
As a result, the mood within Qianyuan Taoist City feels far more relaxed than it did previously, since the Imperial Court and the city stand in a tense deadlock. It appears no clash will break out in the immediate future, giving plenty of individuals a chance to unwind.
Within the study room.
In the days that followed, Li Che's daily routine turned highly structured.
Apart from refining the Divine Crystal, he ramped up his training sessions inside the Tao Tribulation Space, where he withstood the scorching of the Tao Tribulation Fire.
All to endure even greater amounts of the Tao Tribulation Fire.
[Tao Tribulation: Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame (2%)]
Yet, advancing the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame proves far tougher than Li Che had anticipated.
Since obtaining that strand of Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame and shifting into the Earthly Ghost Emperor via Ghost Fire, Li Che has devoted much of each day to enduring the Tao Tribulation, managing only a slim 1% gain in progress.
The core problem lies in the Martial Immortal Golden Body struggling to hold up against it.
Li Che tried merging the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, much like he did with Qi-Blood, but that effort turned out incredibly demanding.
Li Che's concept was straightforward: should the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame mimic Qi-Blood by surging through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for rapid expansion, it could massively enhance his overall strength.
Buzz——
With a simple snap of his fingers.
A dark Confining God Chess Piece abruptly unfurls within the study.
It gradually morphs into a humanoid form, revealing Xie Yushen, who waves a feather fan as if carrying the gentle whisper of spring winds.
He cups his fists in deep respect and bows low.
"Subordinate Xie Yushen, greets Lord."
Xie Yushen announced with a grin.
Without delay, he summed up the Old Dragon God’s reasons for reaching out, while passing along the Emperor’s somewhat urgent message from the Divine Capital.
"The Emperor is anxious, and the Old Dragon God is too..."
"The Old Dragon God’s worry makes sense; he aims to clear away all concerns ahead of Qi Tian City’s unveiling, but what’s got the Emperor so worked up?"
"With Qi Tian City about to open, the Emperor won’t even be heading there... so why the nerves?"
Li Che found himself mildly baffled; maybe the Emperor holds some hidden knowledge about the Strange Que.
Or perhaps the Emperor desperately wants to claim the Gathering Immortals Flag that Li Che possesses.
When it comes to the Gathering Immortals Flag, Li Che himself anticipates the one clutched by the Emperor, in hopes that... Out of eight total, Li Che owns just one, nowhere near a full set, and the Gathering Immortal Yellow Flag’s power comes off as rather average.
"The Divine Capital holds so many treasures, such as the Qiankun Kunlun Mirror and the Gathering Immortals Flag... All these Three Pure Ones Divine Weapons stand out as top-tier."
Li Che let out a breath.
Xie Yushen gave the feather fan a soft wave, then let out a light laugh: "Lord, doesn’t this present a prime chance to settle your grudge against the Emperor?"
"That Mr. Lian by the Emperor’s side is a close confidant, fully trusted by him. Should you bring Mr. Lian under my wing as a fellow operative, my duties ahead would smooth out considerably."
Xie Yushen suggested with subtlety.
Yet Li Che grasped Xie Yushen’s aim right away.
Still, Li Che sensed this situation carried real weight...
"Only concern is whether this eunuch has the nerve... or if he’ll refuse to submit to me."
Li Che narrowed his eyes.
But if he resists, so be it...
It’s merely a question of survival or demise.
Even if Mr. Lian’s end stirs the Emperor to doubt Xie Yushen, the fallout wouldn’t be too severe.
Li Che gave a faint nod.
Xie Yushen’s gaze lit up, as he clasped his fists in salute, before dissolving into dark mist and slipping back to the court’s encampment.
Evidently, the Lord had endorsed his idea and greenlit the move.
Dedicating schemes to serve the Lord filled Xie Yushen with joy.
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Back in his own tent, Xie Yushen waved the feather fan lightly, his spirits high.
The Emperor had sent Mr. Lian bearing an imperial decree, not just to press but also to issue warnings.
Clearly, the Emperor harbored strong discontent over his military efforts.
Dispatching his most reliable aide, Mr. Lian, in person went beyond handing over the decree—it signaled a direct scolding.
Unhappy with him, Xie Yushen harbored his own resentment toward the Emperor.
A commander in the field might ignore orders from the throne.
Yet the Emperor kept meddling...
Xie Yushen thought back to the intense strains of that initial clash, frustration surging anew; if the Emperor had the skill, he ought to command troops himself and face the horrifying, devious might of the Underworld up close.
During the Mountain Destruction Sect Breaking’s opening skirmish, Xie Yushen had plotted tirelessly.
But ultimately, victory slipped away.
Now, he’s twisted into a pawn of the Underworld!
The Emperor keeps sending envoys to hurry things along, as if itching for rebirth!
Perfectly timed with Mr. Lian’s visit, he’ll end up like a morsel tossed to a hound—gone for good!
Xie Yushen shook his head, clutching the feather fan tightly while clad in his Crane Robe, his features paling from the rebound of Qi Fortune.
Right beyond the tent flap, Grandmaster Huang Mei stepped forward with a calm demeanor; their gazes locked, mutual understanding flashing between them.
They made their way to the tent housing Mr. Lian.
Xie Yushen still gripped the imperial edict when Mr. Lian caught the sounds outside, hurriedly parting the entrance to welcome Xie Yushen in.
"State Preceptor... is something in Your Majesty’s decree puzzling you?"
Mr. Lian asked with a faint smile.
He eyed Xie Yushen briefly, then shifted to Grandmaster Huang Mei lingering silently at Xie Yushen’s rear.
For no clear reason, Mr. Lian’s pulse raced wildly.
A chill of looming disaster drained the color from the elderly eunuch’s face in an instant.