Urban Undying Lord
Chapter 370 - 370 369 Heavenly Court Celebration

370: Chapter 369 Heavenly Court Celebration 370: Chapter 369 Heavenly Court Celebration Until one royal relative, who considered himself to have an unbreakable bond with Zhao Gou and who also possessed exceptional contributions, drunkenly entered the forbidden territory where Ye Xuan was located, and the subsequent events horrified the courtiers to the extreme.

This royal relative was dismembered by Zhao Gou, and his clan suffered the extermination of nine familial degrees, meeting an immensely tragic fate.

It was this incident that made the courtiers and royal family members of the minor Saint Kingdom realize, the forbidden areas deep within the Imperial Palace were absolutely off-limits, otherwise, death was the only outcome.

Time transformed the sea and fields; centuries shifted rapidly.

Three hundred years had passed in the blink of an eye, and the former iron-blooded Emperor Zhao Gou had long been buried in the soil, and his successor was his seventh son, Zhao Lin.

Since ancient times, the royal family had been the most ruthless.

When Zhao Gou died of old age in the mortal world, a fierce battle for the throne erupted among his offspring, and Zhao Lin, a cunning figure, kept a low profile throughout this battle.

But at the crucial moment, he showed his fangs and eliminated other princes to smoothly become the new ruler of the minor Saint Kingdom.

Imperial Garden.

Zhao Lin, having just ascended to the throne, was at his most triumphant, accompanied by the Empress and numerous court officials, he occasionally enjoyed the flowers and watched the koi in the pond, feeling a leisurely contentment.

“Your Majesty, you cannot proceed further ahead.”

Suddenly, as Zhao Lin reached the end of the Imperial Garden, an elderly court official timely spoke up to remind him.

“Hmm?”

Zhao Lin, newly crowned and full of spirit, felt a bit displeased by the court official’s words.

As the sovereign of a nation, was there anywhere in the minor Saint Kingdom that he could not go?

“Forbidden area?”

Zhao Lin frowned slightly, gazing toward the end of the Imperial Garden, only to see a palace, obscured by clouds and mist, appearing elusive and profoundly mysterious.

“Your Majesty, the former Emperor once issued an imperial decree that no one should enter the forbidden area,” another court official said, smiling obsequiously.

“Hmph, I must see what lies within this forbidden area that made the former Emperor value it so,” Zhao Lin said.

Zhao Lin had no affection for his father, Emperor Zhao Gou; he vividly remembered how, in his childhood because of his playful nature, he once nearly reached the edge of the forbidden area, causing Zhao Gou to almost kill him.

If not for his mother’s pleas, he would have died at Zhao Gou’s hand while still a child.

Moreover, Zhao Lin would never forget the look in Emperor Zhao Gou’s eyes when he looked at him, eyes full of intent to kill, which still sent shivers down his spine even now.

Because of this, while still young, he had been cast into the Cold Palace by Zhao Gou.

Though he managed to survive, the incident had deeply engraved itself in his life’s trajectory.

Now, with Zhao Gou dead and himself the monarch of the minor Saint Kingdom, he naturally harbored the desire to explore this forbidden area.

His apparent leisure in the Imperial Garden today was really a pretext to enter the forbidden area and see what truly was inside.

Zhao Lin remained silent, his lips curling into a cold smile, as he strode towards the forbidden area, which caused the expressions of the courtiers to shift slightly, yet they quickly followed his pace.

Soon.

Zhao Lin and his entourage arrived at the edge of the forbidden area, where a sight halted everyone’s breath, leaving a silent fear spreading through each heart.

A blood-red stele firmly planted at the edge of the forbidden area, with eight large characters engraved upon it.

“Zhao Family Forbidden Area, Trespassers Will Die.”

The stele was blood-red, the characters vivid, but filled with an iron-blooded, murderous aura that rushed toward Zhao Lin and the others.

“This… this is the handwriting of the former Emperor.”

A minister exclaimed, his eyes fixed on the blood-red stele, slightly freezing, clearly overwhelmed by the lingering, silent deterrence of Zhao Gou, the iron-blooded emperor, even though he was no longer alive.

Zhao Lin’s complexion turned slightly pale, but he still strode toward the forbidden area, prompting both ministers and the Empress to voice their advice, hoping Zhao Lin would not act recklessly.

Suddenly.

As Zhao Lin’s foot just crossed into the edge of the forbidden area, his expression abruptly changed, and the face of Zhao Gou surfaced in his mind, along with the unwelcome memories that followed.

It was one summer that year, right in this Imperial Garden, when Zhao Gou was teaching the princes martial arts.

Suddenly, an eunuch hurried over to inform Emperor that the Eldest Prince had entered the forbidden land on his own, which instantly turned the Emperor’s expression deathly cold.

Zhao Lin could never forget that day; he watched Zhao Gou enter the forbidden land and drag his elder brother out, only to then strangle him to death before all the princes.

Cold and merciless, killing his own son—it was an utterly horrifying act that shattered Zhao Lin’s heart and cast the largest shadow over his childhood.

What terrified Zhao Lin the most was that in his heart, Zhao Gou had always been an almost divine figure, a monarch of towering presence.

Yet, this very iron-blooded monarch knelt outside the forbidden land that day, continuously bowing and worshipping as if begging forgiveness from some entity.

Zhao Lin had never seen his father so belittled; and from his father’s eyes, he saw something called fear, and to the day the Emperor died in the Mortal World, Zhao Lin couldn’t comprehend what exactly that iron-blooded Emperor was so afraid of.

“All descendants of our Zhao lineage, unless facing the calamity of national extinction, shall never set foot in the forbidden land.”

These were the dying words of Emperor Zhao Gou, echoing faintly in his ears.

Even at the point of death, he didn’t care who would inherit his throne; he was constantly instructing his descendants never to venture into the forbidden land.

His thoughts returned, drenched in cold sweat, Zhao Lin finally dared not take that step forward.

Slowly, he drew back his foot, and then silently looked towards the bloodstone stele.

“Zhao’s forbidden land.

Unauthorized entrants will die?”

Zhao Lin murmured to himself, then he sighed deeply, and never looked at the forbidden land again, leading many court officials back into the Imperial Garden.

…

At the same time.

Kingdom of Aolai, strong in arms, its vast army penetrated the borders, carrying a million elite soldiers, headed to conquer the Lesser Saint Kingdom.

Zhao Gou’s passing had caused significant turmoil in the Lesser Saint Kingdom, making this the perfect opportunity for annexation.

Kingdom of Aolai, a major power in the Eastern Victory Divine Continent, with countless Cultivation Sects, incomparable to the Lesser Saint Kingdom.

The current Emperor had received the Dharma Decree from the major Cultivation Sects, demanding many Strange Treasures from Aolai, which turned their attention to the Lesser Saint Kingdom.

…

Centuries passed in the blink of an eye, Thirty-Three Layered Heaven.

How many years had it been?

Tens of thousands of years perhaps, nothing joyous had occurred in High Heaven, but a piece of news had shocked all the Immortals, and caused a great uproar across the Three Realms, even provoking a tremendous quake in Heaven.

The sovereign of all beings, Venerated throughout the Three Realms, the Jade Emperor.

The ancient Goddess, the master of the Moon Palace, Guanghan Fairy Chang’e.

These two beings, who had nothing in common, suddenly became the subject of a news that shocked all Three Realms.

The Jade Emperor was to marry Guanghan Fairy as his wife, even widely sending joyful invitations throughout the Three Realms.

This absurd news was hardly believable to all beings.

Be it the Heavenly Demon King or the Independent Immortals, as well as the Bodhisattva Buddha, all received the heavenly festive invitations.

When rumors turned to reality, it rendered the beings of the Three Realms speechlessly stunned.

Guanghan Fairy, the foremost Fairy in the Three Realms, desired by countless Immortals, yet never before had anyone won her favor in all these ages.

The beings of the Three Realms couldn’t understand why suddenly Guanghan Fairy would marry the Jade Emperor.

Chaos erupted in the Heavenly Court, and the first to react was the Queen Mother of the West.

However, regarding the matter of Guanghan Fairy, the Jade Emperor fully displayed his majestic imperial authority.

No matter who it was, anyone who tried to discourage him was relentlessly suppressed.

Whether it was the Taoist schools or the Western Lingshan, in this matter, the Jade Emperor was downright tyrannical, allowing no one to oppose him.

The Queen Mother of the West retreated far to the Turquoise Pool, the rift between her and her husband grown wider, yet there was no changing the mind of the Jade Emperor.

For the Jade Emperor had waited too long, tens of thousands of years, to make Guanghan Fairy his woman—it was the dream of his lifetime.

As the beings of the Three Realms buzzed with discussions, in the Lingxiao Palace of Heaven, Guanghan Fairy and the Jade Emperor sat facing each other.

“I hope you will keep your promise.”

“Chang’e, as long as you marry me, I will never break my promise.

You can rest assured of that.”

Their brief conversation was like a transaction, but the contents of this transaction remained unknown to outsiders.