Cultivation: I Can Reincarnate Into Various Worlds
Chapter 100 - 97. Does Your Majesty’s anger only target the women and children in the palace? (Requesting the first order)

Chapter 100: 97. Does Your Majesty’s anger only target the women and children in the palace? (Requesting the first order)

"A physique higher than the Human King physique?"

"It’s not that there isn’t one in this world..."

The grey-robed old monk’s mind drifted to a memory. "When I was browsing through the classics in the Immortal Palace," he began, "I once accidentally saw a book called ’Out of the Clouds: Observations of an Immortal.’ It mentioned another province called the Divine Land Central Continent. In that place, there was an Immortal Dynasty, different from the mortal kingdoms of East Huangzhou...

"The physiques of the emperors in the Immortal Dynasty should be even more noble than the Human King physique.

"Perhaps it’s the Human Emperor..." he guessed.

The Human King physique is already considered one of the better physiques for cultivating immortality. Emperor Song Dao of Fengxi Country possessed this physique and forged the Flawless Immortal Base, entering the Imperial City Peak and becoming the second true lineage disciple, with a prestigious status within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace.

A higher level of physique than the Human King physique was not something that people of his level could touch.

He knew more about the world’s great secrets than Xu Xing. However, in the Flying Feather Immortal Palace, he was just an unsuccessful minor character in the Inner Sect.

"Song Knife needed the help of Fengxi Country’s Dragon Pulse to condense a First-Rate Dao Pill..."

But if it were a true Emperor or Human Emperor, they might be able to achieve this simply by relying on their own Dragon Luck, Xu Xing secretly pondered. Shallow water cannot raise a true dragon. Fengxi Country was just a small nation beside the Fengxi River and could only produce a Human King physique, a true dragon of humanity.

"In theory, with the cultivation power of the Song Family, Fengxi Country should have smooth sailing... Why has Guanxi Road been experiencing drought for several years, and the other roads have also faced disasters?"

After finishing the topic about the Human King physique, Xu Xing shifted the topic to the Fengxi Country Grand Ancestor.

Through the third Fate Deduction, he already knew why there were continuous natural disasters during Emperor Chongming’s reign. It was none other than Song Knife reaching the most critical moment of Condensing Pill, drawing too much Dragon Pulse Luck from Fengxi Country. As a result, the National Dynasty’s Luck was lacking, and the Common People were affected by the disaster.

"King Xing Tian has a keen mind."

The grey-robed old monk praised Xu Xing. "The Patriarch of the Song family, Ancestor Song Dao, has been in closed-door cultivation for forty years by now. According to rumors from the outside world, he has reached the Dao Pill Realm. This time in seclusion, he aims to condense a First-Class Dragon and Tiger Dao Pill."

Having said that, he explained some cultivation realms to Xu Xing.

Above the Immortal Base is the Jade Liquid Reversion Pill, and after that, the Dao Pill Realm. After the pill has nine transformations, one steps into the Nascent Soul and Dharma Phase...

"Song Knife caused natural disasters in Fengxi Country for his own selfish reasons by extracting the Dragon Pulse."

"What King Xing Tian said to Emperor Chongming before is correct."

"Among all the thieves in the world, those of the Royal Family are the worst."

The grey-robed old monk began to explain why he was willing to risk offending Song Knife, this true lineage disciple of Imperial City Peak, to back the Dragon. "Firstly, Heavenly King has the Bright King Body, and by having the Arhat Fruit, he is destined to forge a Flawless Immortal Base. If he gains the Dragon Luck’s assistance, he can condense the Human King physique, and his aptitude will be far superior to Song Knife...

"Secondly, Lingyin Peak needs a disciple who can enter the Imperial City Peak and become a true lineage disciple.

"Thirdly, according to the rules of the Immortal Palace, Immortals should not disturb the human world’s laws, and they cannot arbitrarily kill a human True Dragon who possesses the Human King physique..."

With three well-founded reasons, Xu Xing’s doubts about him were dispelled.

After all, with the presence of Ancestor Song Dao, who was about to condense a First-Rate Dao Pill, who would dare to easily commit to backing the Dragon? There must be a huge entanglement of interests involved to make the Xuanji Temple and him take such a big gamble.

"If Xu Xing were to enter the Immortal Sect for cultivation, I would first join Lingyin Peak."

Xu Xing understood that it was time for him to make a promise to the grey-robed old monk.

The Inner Sect Peaks within the Flying Feather Immortal Palace had different statuses, and the Imperial City Peak was ranked in the top three. If one became a true lineage disciple of the Imperial City Peak, the future prospects would be boundless.

"Good!"

The grey-robed old monk showed a smile.

「Shenjing.」

In the Forbidden Imperial Palace.

"Your Majesty..."

"Now Xu Ni only occupies Guanxi Road and Luonan Road. The overall momentum is still with our Imperial Court. As long as Your Majesty goes on a southern tour to Jiangnan, abandons the barren lands in the north, and reorganizes the Imperial Court... It’s not impossible to fight Xu Ni."

In Xuanhua Palace, palace maids and eunuchs fled in all directions, leaving only Consort Han, Emperor Chongming, and Li Enlu in the vast palace. At this moment, Emperor Chongming was holding a Treasure Sword and had already killed a group of concubines. The next one would be Consort Han herself. So, Consort Han could only reluctantly kneel and offer a strategy in the hope of saving her own life.

Seeing Consort Han sobbing, Emperor Chongming also felt a trace of compassion. He sighed, "Once Shenjing is breached, you concubines will all be humiliated. Why not die together with me?"

"Death is a small matter, but losing one’s integrity is a major one!"

He placed the sword horizontally on Consort Han’s fair neck.

The sword’s edge was sharp.

A few drops of fresh blood trickled down the spine of the sword and fell onto the ground...

"Has Your Majesty sent both the Crown Prince and Prince Yong away?" Consort Han asked, attempting to buy herself some time.

She knew that if she begged Emperor Chongming for mercy now, she would likely get not pity but a sword to the throat, ensuring that she, his beloved concubine, would not lose her integrity and thus disgrace him, Emperor Chongming. So, she first asked about Emperor Chongming’s arrangements for his affairs.

Emperor Chongming had five sons. Only the Crown Prince and Prince Yong, who were thirteen or fourteen years old, were old enough to manage their own affairs. The other three sons were too young, still unweaned infants.

Only by sending away the Crown Prince and Prince Yong could the Court orthodoxy be preserved.

"The Crown Prince, Prince Yong, and my other sons have been put to death by my order."

"How could I let them go and curry favor with Xu Ni... and do such demeaning things?" Emperor Chongming’s voice contained a hint of impatience.

He was not entirely a fool.

He had entrusted the Crown Prince and Prince Yong separately to his trusted aides, hidden outside the Imperial Palace. They were only waiting for the chaos when Xu Ni breached the city to flee together to Jiangnan and restore the Song Family’s state.

However, he would not reveal such a secret to Consort Han.

If he told her, wouldn’t it make him seem too cold-hearted?

"Father..."

"Why did you make your daughter strive for favor!"

Upon hearing this, Consort Han knew that Emperor Chongming would not spare her.

Her face expressed a touch of desolation as she gazed south, her words filled with sorrow.

The Imperial Palace was situated on a north-south axis, facing south. To the south lay the Han Mansion.

If Han Sui had not urged her to compete for favor, perhaps she would not be dying today under the sword of Emperor Chongming, the man who shared her bed. Instead, she might have lived on as an unfavored concubine, living a quiet and contented life.

SWISH—

The beautiful head rolled onto the ground.

CLANG! CLANG!

The Treasure Sword fell to the ground.

Emperor Chongming stumbled back a few steps and collapsed onto a chair. After taking a few breaths, he picked up the Treasure Sword from the ground again and, accompanied by Li Enlu, proceeded to the next concubine’s palace.

"I have heard..."

"When a common man is enraged, blood splatters five paces."

"When the Emperor is enraged, corpses pile up by the millions, and blood flows for a thousand miles..."

"Why is Your Majesty’s anger directed only toward the women and children in the palace? The Emperor’s sword, if it cannot uphold the state and execute the treacherous factions in the Court above, nor eliminate the rebels across the land below... can it only be used to sever women’s heads?"

After killing more than a dozen concubines and princesses, Emperor Chongming arrived at a concubine’s palace. Just as he entered, he heard the concubine’s utterly merciless questioning.

The words fell.

The surroundings were silent.

At first, Emperor Chongming was infuriated; this statement had thoroughly exposed his failings. However, after looking at his blood-stained dragon robe, he shook his head, and his anger gradually dissipated.

"Which concubine resides in this palace?" he asked, looking at Eunuch Li Enlu who has the imperial seal.

There were too many concubines in the palace. Although "three thousand concubines" was a figurative number, the actual count was not far off. His harem contained at least nearly a hundred concubines.

"Your Majesty..."

"This is the daughter of the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, Consort Xia," Eunuch Li Enlu respectfully replied.

"Consort Xia?"

Emperor Chongming seemed dazed for a moment.

"Your Majesty, shall we... still go in?" Li Enlu asked in a low voice, seeing Emperor Chongming standing there silently for a long time.

Although he had colluded with Xu Xing, his loyalty to the Emperor was not entirely false. Now that things had come to this, he was actually less inclined to cling to life and was willing to accompany Emperor Chongming.

Surely, there had to be someone to accompany Emperor Chongming in martyrdom before his death.

"She’s right..."

"The Emperor’s sword indeed should not be used to sever women’s heads."

A cold light flashed in Emperor Chongming’s eyes. "Concubines have their own way to die. Transmit my order: grant her white silk. I want to personally watch her hang herself."

With Consort Xia’s intelligence, she was sure to please Xu Xing when he eventually occupied the Imperial Palace. The very thought of her being utterly submissive in the arms of Xu Xing, that rebel, made him unable to suppress the murderous intent in his heart.