As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality Chapter 1622: Purgatory Opens, Earthly Hell’s Evil Hail the Ghost Emperor; The State Preceptor Is the Imperial Court’s Loyal Dragon God, Believe Me...
Previously on As a Father, I Just Want to Watch You Achieve Immortality...
The breakthrough intentions of Lv Taibai have been almost entirely concealed, leaving scarcely anyone aware.
As a result, the mood in Qianyuan Taoist City feels far more relaxed compared to earlier times, with the Imperial Court and Qianyuan Taoist City locked in a tense impasse. It appears no clash will erupt in the immediate future, letting numerous folks ease their tensions.
Within the study room.
Over the next few days, Li Che's daily routine settled into a highly predictable pattern.
In addition to refining the Divine Crystal, he ramped up his sessions of stepping into the Tao Tribulation Space to withstand the scorching agony of the Tao Tribulation Fire.
Aiming 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 anyone might expect.
Since obtaining that strand of Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame and shifting into the Earthly Ghost Emperor form via Ghost Fire, Li Che has devoted vast stretches of each day to tolerating the Tao Tribulation, managing only a slim 1% gain in progress.
The core problem lies in how the Martial Immortal Golden Body struggles to hold up against it.
Li Che tried merging the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame into the Eight Extraordinary Meridians, much like with Qi-Blood, though this effort remains incredibly demanding.
Li Che's plan is straightforward: should the Primordial Dragon Elephant Flame mimic Qi-Blood by surging wildly through the Eight Extraordinary Meridians for rapid expansion, it could immensely elevate his overall strength.
Buzz——
A mere snap of his fingers.
A dark Confining God Chess Piece abruptly unfurls within the study.
It gradually contorts into a humanoid form, revealing Xie Yushen, who waves a feather fan as if summoning a gentle spring zephyr.
He cups his fists in deep respect and bows low.
"Subordinate Xie Yushen, greets Lord."
Xie Yushen remarked with a grin.
Wasting no time, he succinctly outlined the Old Dragon God’s reasons for contacting him, while relaying 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 seeks to eliminate all concerns prior to Qi Tian City’s unveiling, but why the Emperor’s haste?"
"With Qi Tian City opening, the Emperor won’t be joining... so what troubles him?"
Li Che found himself mildly confused; maybe the Emperor holds knowledge of some hidden truth in the Strange Que.
Or perhaps the Emperor desperately craves the Gathering Immortals Flag under Li Che's possession.
When it comes to the Gathering Immortals Flag, Li Che himself anticipates the one clutched by the Emperor, hoping against hope... Out of eight total, Li Che possesses just one, nowhere near a full set, and the Gathering Immortal Yellow Flag's power feels rather underwhelming.
"The Divine Capital brims with treasures, such as the Qiankun Kunlun Mirror and the Gathering Immortals Flag... All these Three Pure Ones Divine Weapons stand out as superb."
Li Che let out a breath.
Xie Yushen gave the feather fan a soft wave, then let out a chuckle: "Lord, doesn’t this present a prime chance to settle your grudge against the Emperor?"
"That Mr. Lian at the Emperor’s side is a close confidant, basking in the Emperor’s full confidence. Should you bring Mr. Lian under my wing as a fellow operative, my duties ahead would flow much smoother."
Xie Yushen suggested with subtlety.
Yet Li Che grasped Xie Yushen’s underlying aim right away.
Still, Li Che recognized the weight of this proposition...
"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...
Nothing severe; it boils down to survival or demise.
Even if Mr. Lian perishes, it might breed suspicion toward Xie Yushen in the Emperor’s eyes, but the fallout wouldn’t be too grave.
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.
Plotting on behalf of the Lord filled Xie Yushen with joy.
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Back in his own tent, Xie Yushen fanned himself lightly, his spirits high.
The Emperor had sent Mr. Lian bearing an imperial decree, not just to press but also to issue warnings.
It was clear the Emperor harbored strong discontent over his military efforts.
Dispatching his utmost trusted aide Mr. Lian in person went beyond handing over the decree—it signaled a direct scolding.
Unhappy with the Emperor’s meddling, Xie Yushen harbored his own resentment.
A commander in the field need not always heed the ruler’s orders.
Yet the Emperor kept meddling...
Xie Yushen reflected on the myriad strains from that initial clash, frustration surging anew; if the Emperor had the skill, he ought to command the troops himself and feel the sheer dread and cunning of the Underworld firsthand.
In the opening skirmish at Mountain Destruction Sect Breaking, Xie Yushen had woven countless schemes.
But ultimately, they crumbled.
Now, he found himself molded by the Underworld’s influence!
The Emperor’s envoys hounded him, as if itching for quick rebirth!
Perfectly timed with Mr. Lian’s visit, he’d serve as bait tossed to a hound, vanishing for good!
Xie Yushen shook his head, clutching the feather fan while clad in his Crane Robe, his features paling from the rebound of Qi Fortune.
Right beyond the tent flap, Grandmaster Huang Mei emerged with a serene look; their gazes locked, instantly syncing their intentions.
They headed to the tent assigned to Mr. Lian.
Xie Yushen still gripped the imperial edict when Mr. Lian caught the stir, hurriedly parting the entrance to welcome Xie Yushen in.
"State Preceptor... is there anything unclear about Your Majesty’s edict?"
Mr. Lian smiled faintly and inquired.
He eyed Xie Yushen, then shifted to the silent Grandmaster Huang Mei positioned behind Xie Yushen.
For no clear reason, Mr. Lian’s pulse raced wildly.
A chilling premonition twisted the elderly eunuch’s expression in an instant.