Deities Are All Just My Food
Chapter 616 - 307: Armored Undead, Destiny Beckons!_1

Chapter 616: Chapter 307: Armored Undead, Destiny Beckons!_1

"What did you say?"

Upon hearing these words, Zhao Guozhang was overwhelmed with rage and hurled the teacup onto Zhao Chunyuan.

If it weren’t for the fact that his daughter was the Empress of the Central Palace, he would have smashed the cup directly onto her face.

In the patriarchal society of Goryeo, Zhao Chunyuan’s defiance against her father was simply an unforgivable betrayal.

"I said, this time, I will make my own destiny!"

Zhao Chunyuan straightened her posture, picked up the teacup, and took a sip with deliberate slowness.

In the bedchamber, from the incense burner, wisps of white smoke curled up.

The precious calming incense failed to soothe Zhao Guozhang’s anger as he watched his rebellious daughter, his face flushing with fury.

However, the pressing matter was not to deal with his daughter but to kill everyone who knew of her feigned pregnancy.

Those People from Jiuzhou had such sharp eyes; just a single glance at his daughter was enough to discern that she was not pregnant.

Zhao Guozhang had earlier agreed to cooperate with Lin Baici, but it was all a charade, planning to use them until the first Prince was killed and the undead crisis resolved. He would definitely find a way to exterminate these people. But now, he suddenly felt that cooperating with Lin Baici might not be unacceptable.

In comparison to the Japanese, the Nine States was the overlord of Goryeo, so Zhao Guozhang had a natural disdain for Kuroki Kaoru deep in his heart, while he felt a kinship with the Heavenly Dynasty.

"You reflect on your behavior! I will return tonight to deal with you!"

Zhao Guozhang cursed, ready to leave, but after just a few steps, a severe pain surged from his belly. It felt as if his intestines were twisted into a knot, causing him to break out into a sweat that soaked through his clothes.

Zhao Guozhang stumbled and fell to the ground.

Though in his fifties, his position had granted him access to the finest food and medical care, ensuring good health and no sudden illnesses. There was only one explanation left.

Someone had poisoned the Empress!

"Quick! Quick! Summon the imperial guards, send someone to hunt down the traitors!"

Zhao Guozhang shouted to Zhao Chunyuan, convinced it was a loyalist of the first Prince who wanted to poison his daughter, aborting her child if not killing her outright.

"There are no traitors!"

Zhao Chunyuan picked up the teacup thrown by Zhao Guozhang, "Does father dearest have a stomach ache?"

"Oh, if it hurts, that’s right!"

Zhao Chunyuan’s hollow laughter was directed at Zhao Guozhang, sprawled on the ground, "Because I was the one who poisoned you!"

Utterly shocked, Zhao Guozhang was rendered brain-dead, unable to think.

His daughter poisoned him?

How could she dare?

"Are you wondering how I dared to poison you?"

Zhao Chunyuan scoffed, "Dear father, you have always ordered me to do this and that, deciding my life, never once stopping to sit down and listen to me speak!"

"You never truly understood who I am!"

A flash of satisfaction crossed Zhao Chunyuan’s face as she saw the oppressive mountain that burdened her for over two decades finally crumble. She felt as if the world had opened up before her, feeling refreshed and invigorated.

"You..."

Overcome by anger and urgency, Zhao Guozhang pointed a trembling finger at Zhao Chunyuan, never imagining he’d be killed by his own daughter, "Someone... come!"

An armored warrior entered.

"Save..."

Zhao Guozhang’s plea cut short in dumbfounded silence, his voice faltering upon realizing the person was An Jinxi.

According to the custom, a military commander of his stature was not permitted to enter the royal capital without the King’s summon, and his presence here was tantamount to abandonment of duty.

Wait! Was An Jinxi the backup plan for his daughter?

An Jinxi approached Zhao Guozhang, drawing his sword with a clank.

"Farewell, Lord Zhao," An Jinxi said, and with a powerful swing, he beheaded Zhao Guozhang.

With a spurt, Zhao Guozhang’s cervical spine was severed. Blood gushed from his neck, drenching his head, which had not yet closed its eyes in death.

Wiping his sword on the corpse’s clothing, An Jinxi, with his stern face, expressed dissatisfaction, "It’s not yet time to kill him!"

"I don’t want to wait anymore!"

Zhao Chunyuan fixated her gaze on An Jinxi, "According to our agreement, I will become your woman, you shall be the Chancellor, second only to the King, and you will help my son ascend the throne!"

In their deal, once Zhao Chunyuan conceived An Jinxi’s child, the current Emperor would be deposed, allowing this child to become the next King.

But Zhao Chunyuan refused to be subdued. She intended to seize the moment to become Goryeo’s first Queen. When the time came, she would dispose of An Jinxi, like a tool that had outlived its usefulness.

"Dispose of the body and then rest peacefully for the birth of the child!"

An Jinxi smiled faintly and left.

He did not trust Zhao Chunyuan and was only using her status as the Empress to purge the royal capital of its traitors.

"Even if my own son becomes the King, it wouldn’t be as pleasurable as ruling myself!" An Jinxi laughed heartily. Having mastered the strength of the undead, he was no longer content with being a mere minister; he aspired to be the supreme ruler, the kind whose wrath would cause rivers of blood.

Leaving Zhao Chunyuan’s chamber, he began to use the Empress’s edicts to arrest Zhao Guozhang’s followers, planning to purge the palace and replace them with his loyalists.

"I’ll visit the King first, then come back to enjoy the Empress’s body. Haha, life is good!" An Jinxi laughed boisterously.

...

A middle-aged eunuch, one of Zhao Guozhang’s confidants in charge of a wooden box containing poison, chose to take the poison himself and end his life after seeing a troop of soldiers barging in with Zhao Guozhang’s head, demanding everyone to kneel and surrender. He did this to show his undying loyalty to Zhao Guozhang, repaying the grace of being known and trusted by him.