I'm not a drama god

Is that emperor really going to die of old age?

Whenever this thought crossed Chong Daren's mind, he couldn't help but feel excited. He didn't want Ying Fu to die; on the contrary, he desperately wanted Ying Fu to live a good life...

The successive presidents of the Alchemy Guild have secretly investigated and found that the emperor seems to be the same one from history... If he really is that person, then his obsession with immortality will undoubtedly become a springboard for the Alchemy Guild to further control the world!

The Alchemy Society can forge the Philosopher's Stone, which can carry human consciousness and achieve spiritual immortality. In addition, the Alchemy Society has found Li Shangfeng, who can stitch the spirit together with the android. They can be said to have grasped the key to immortality... Lord Chong does not believe that the First Emperor could resist the temptation of immortality!

With the key to immortality, they could influence the emperor's life and death to some extent. If operated properly, they could even turn him into a puppet for them to control the world!

This secret letter marked the beginning of the emperor's increased reliance on the Alchemy Society... Lord Chong believed that the South Sea Prison would become their first testing ground for refining the Philosopher's Stone.

The Alchemy Society had finally waited for this day.

Thinking of this, Chong Daren's unease dissipated considerably. He clutched the secret letter in his hand, his heart surging with emotion.

Bang-dang——! !

Just then, a muffled sound rang out from the tracks of the boundary train.

Lord Chong felt his body sway, followed by a screech of brakes. His carriage, with only him as a passenger, continued to slow down in the gray world...

Finally, it came to a quiet rest on the barren land.

Lord Chong was stunned.

He immediately looked out the window and saw no calamity around him. The boundary train had stopped inexplicably in the Gray Realm, something that Lord Chong had never heard of before.

"What happened? Why did you stop the car?"

"Flight attendant...flight attendant!"

Chong called out to the train attendant from inside the carriage, but received no response. The carriage was eerily quiet, and the deathly silence sent chills down his spine.

Chong Daren's unease grew stronger. Just as he was about to open the carriage door, it slowly opened with a crisp sound...

creak-

The carriage door opened in the desolate world, and in the monotonous world of black, white and gray, a figure dressed in a black and red python robe stood silently behind the door.

He was a dignified man with a jade pendant hanging from his waist and a wooden box on his back. His magnificent python robe was adorned with a four-clawed dragon soaring through the clouds, and he exuded an indescribable air of nobility.

Upon seeing this person, Lord Chong was first taken aback, then exclaimed with delight:

"Duke of Zhao?! What are you doing here?!"

Lord Chong naturally recognized the man before him; this was none other than Duke Zhao, one of the three demigods of the present era and a demigod of the Book God Path. This Duke Zhao was elusive, often being sent out by the emperor to carry out secret missions. Lord Chong had heard before his departure that Duke Zhao had also gone out, but he never expected to meet him here.

"I'm here, naturally, to wait for you." Duke Zhao stood calmly in the Gray Realm, looking at Lord Chong's face full of joy, a subtle smile appearing on his lips.

"Did His Majesty send you?"

"……Yes."

Lord Chong finally breathed a sigh of relief and immediately said, "Thank you, Duke Zhao... To be honest, I am here on His Majesty's secret letter to go to the South China Sea prison to handle a major matter concerning the survival of the dynasty... The boundary train stopped unexpectedly, but with Duke Zhao here, I am relieved."

"Lord Chong...you won't be able to reach the South China Sea prison."

The Duke of Zhao's voice rang out leisurely.

Lord Chong was taken aback. Just as he was about to say something, a sharp stroke of the pen flew out from the wooden box behind Duke Zhao, like a spear piercing the heavens and the earth!

The stroke was so fast that it pierced through Lord Chong's shoulder blade, carrying him dozens of meters away before crashing him to a giant gray boulder!

Boom——! !

Grotesque cracks spread across the surface of the boulder, and Lord Chong suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face as pale as paper.

He stared in astonishment at the Duke of Zhao approaching slowly, his face full of confusion... He immediately shouted:

"Duke Zhao! Is there some misunderstanding?! I am here on His Majesty's secret mission..."

"A secret letter?" Duke Zhao shook his head. "His Majesty has never written you any secret letters."

"It's true! The letter is in my arms, it..."

"Does it bear His Majesty's personal seal? Does it have His Majesty's signature? There isn't even a subject on it. Based solely on the four words 'South China Sea Prison,' who can prove that it's a secret letter from His Majesty?"

Lord Chong's body trembled as if struck by lightning!

“You…” He stared blankly at the Duke of Zhao, speechless for a moment, “How did you know… But it was clearly Eunuch Zuo who personally handed it to me… He also said that His Majesty…”

Seeing the subtle smile on Duke Zhao's lips, Lord Chong finally seemed to realize something, and an incredulous look appeared on his face!

"It's His Majesty... His Majesty wants to kill me?!"

Eunuch Zuo was a confidant of His Majesty. He handed the secret letter to me, only mentioning that His Majesty wanted to pass it on, without saying a word else... The four ambiguous words in the letter, a subtle conjecture, and a ticket to leave the Chengtian Realm, everything had a sense of mystery that was both reasonable and eerie.

Lord Chong originally thought that the materials he used to refine the Philosopher's Stone were not honorable, so he could understand why His Majesty was so secretive. But now it seems that this is not the case... Eunuch Zuo and Duke Zhao are His Majesty's most trusted people. The two of them joined forces to lure him out of the Chengtian Realm and into this desolate Gray Realm to kill him. It is impossible for His Majesty not to know anything about it.

The only possibility is that His Majesty orchestrated all of this in secret. He used a cryptic letter to make himself leave the Imperial Observatory and the Chengtian Realm. He didn't even dare to tell those around him what he was going to do before he left... He left quietly, and then his body will be found in the Gray Realm along with a "attacked" Realm Train.

No one would doubt the Emperor; the entire Alchemy Guild, including Brand, would only attribute his death to the calamity of the Grey World.

"No... I don't understand!" Lord Chong was somewhat agitated. "Why does His Majesty want to kill me?!"

"Lord Chong, are you truly foolish, or are you feigning ignorance?" Duke Zhao sneered. "Do you really think His Majesty is unaware of your alchemy society's petty schemes?"

Lord Chong's body trembled.

"I……"

"You still don't understand His Majesty at all... Do you think that a Philosopher's Stone, a vague and elusive opportunity for immortality, can control His Majesty? Do you really think His Majesty would trust your Alchemy Society?" Duke Zhao spoke slowly and deliberately.

"What you see is what His Majesty wants you to see... what you fantasize about is also what His Majesty deliberately guides you to fantasize about."

"After all, if I didn't give you some hope, how could you have served His Majesty so wholeheartedly for over three hundred years?"