Mysterious mirror hanging high

Three months ago, Shen Dingtian, the Imperial Palace's Imperial Study

It was already late at night, and the candle wick on the spiritual fire candlestick was burning silently, illuminating the imperial study as bright as day.

The memorials stacked on the rosewood desk were divided into three piles - those that had been reviewed with imperial seals were neatly arranged on the left side of the desk, those awaiting discussion were placed next to the inkstone, and the pile on the far right, where errors were pointed out by Empress Zhao Yuanxi with a cinnabar pen, was pressed under a green jade paperweight.

The contemporary Immortal Emperor Ying Wujiu was leaning on a brocade cushion, with an imperial seal placed on his right hand. He closed his eyes and pondered his thoughts, occasionally opening them to glance at Zhao Yuanxi who was diligently reviewing memorials, with a hint of a smile on his lips.

"Queen, you have been reviewing memorials for several days in a row. It's time to take a break." Ying Wujiu advised.

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. This level of strength is nothing to cultivators like us." Zhao Yuanxi answered casually without taking his eyes off the memorial on the table.

Ying Wujiu shook his head: "Actually, if these memorials were converted into jade slips, with a quick scan of my divine consciousness and a recording of them, these piles of affairs would be dealt with in a flash."

"It's a shame that if I want to focus on the imagery of the Immortal Dynasty, I have to use the clumsy method of visual analysis and writing with a red brush. This is really tedious... Fortunately, I have the Queen, so I can be lazy for a while."

Ying Wujiu sneered, "Decades ago, Yao'er died while trying to break through to the Nascent Soul stage. The court officials have been complaining about my decision to appoint you as empress, and the Censorate's admonitions have never stopped..."

"Now, after so many years, you have done so much for me. The whole world has seen it. Who would still be so blind as to gossip about you?"

Zhao Yuanxi simply smiled and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to be angry. Whether I am the Queen or not, I can help you solve your problems."

Ying Wujiu nodded with satisfaction. "Empress, the extremely rare spiritual item for forming a fetus in the inner treasury has been approved. You are now about 70% sure of forming a fetus... I think you will be able to achieve True Lord status in the near future."

Zhao Yuanxi nodded slightly and whispered, "I am so sorry to have caused Your Majesty so much trouble..."

Ying Wujiu waved his hand: "This is what you deserve...but your aptitude is mediocre. Although your foundation in the immortal way is quite solid, and although you have spiritual objects that can guarantee a high probability of successful infant formation, your Nascent Soul acupoints may not be satisfactory."

"Being able to achieve two or three orifices is the limit. I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to reach the level of a god in this lifetime."

A hint of resentment welled up in Zhao Yuanxi's heart, but she didn't show it on her face. Instead, she smiled and said, "How many empresses in the history of the Immortal Dynasty have ever achieved the state of Divine Transformation? I came from humble beginnings, and being able to bear a child is already a blessing from heaven. I dare not have any more unrealistic expectations."

Ying Wujiu looked pleased: "You are so understanding and righteous. It is a blessing to the Immortal Dynasty."

Zhao Yuanxi nodded and continued to review the memorials. He looked at the contents of the memorials, but subconsciously frowned slightly.

"what happened?"

Zhao Yuanxi sighed, "This memorial says that the [Yu Ting Blessed Land], which was brought down from outer space by the bloodline of the Immortal Dynasty's imperial descendants, was seized by the [Tian Xiang Sect], a spiritual sect from the Tian Xiang Immortal Continent."

"Hmph!" Ying Wujiu's face darkened: "This group of damned worldly cultivators..."

"Thanks to the ancestors who ascended to the upper realms who still care about us, their descendants, the secret caves and blessed lands that descended from the sky are endless... Unfortunately, my Shending Immortal Dynasty is now weak. I'm afraid that eight of the ten caves and blessed lands that have been attracted will be intercepted by the cultivators of this world."

"But we have to pull it... Otherwise, we will just end up eating up all the food in this [Shen Ding Tian]."

"It's because there's no real god!" Ying Wujiu gritted his teeth and said, "If only a true god could emerge from among the descendants of our Immortal Dynasty..."

Zhao Yuanxi sneered inwardly, "If we really let a True Transformed God appear in your Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty and allow them to ascend to the upper realms... wouldn't that be allowing them to report the evil deeds of the Immortal Continent Heavenly Monarch to the ancestors of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty who have already ascended long ago?"

"However, it has been over 100,000 years since the fall of the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty. Logically speaking, no Divine Cauldron Emperor's descendants have ascended to the upper realms in all these years. The Divine Cauldron ancestors should have felt something was wrong long ago, but they turned a blind eye to it..."

"Either he doesn't care about the younger generations in the lower realm, or something unexpected happened in the upper realm."

"It's not quite the same thing as a sympathetic response. After all, with the endless supply of blessed lands, there's never a shortage of spiritual resources for the immortal path... Could it be that an ascended cultivator from the Divine Cauldron Immortal Dynasty got stuck in the upper realm and couldn't get away?"

Zhao Yuanxi was lost in thought when a gust of night wind blew past the door of the study. The next moment, two old men with terrifying auras suddenly appeared in the imperial study.

One of the old men wore a tall crown and a bright yellow robe, which was quite similar in shape to the dragon robe of the Immortal Emperor; the other old man also wore a python robe, and was obviously also a descendant of the Divine Cauldron Emperor.

When Ying Wujiu saw the two of them, his expression froze, and he actually jumped down from the cushion in an instant, bowing to them:

"Greetings to the Emperor, Father. Greetings to Ancestor Qi Yang!"

These two people were actually the God-Transforming Heavenly Monarchs of the Shending Immortal Dynasty. One of them was the [Qi Yang Heavenly Monarch] who was several generations younger than Ying Wujiu, and the other was his biological father, the Shending Immortal Emperor [Ying Shigui] of the previous generation.

When Zhao Yuanxi saw the two Jindan cultivators suddenly visiting him, he was naturally shocked and knelt down to pay them respects with great ceremony.

"Get up. You are the dignified Immortal Emperor of the Divine Cauldron. Your every word and action must conform to the image of the Immortal Dynasty. It is not proper for you to salute me at every turn." Ying Shigui said calmly.

Ying Wujiu smiled and said, "After all, this is the imperial study. There's no one else here, so it doesn't matter whether I do it or not..."

"Father came here today to..."

"There is indeed one thing." Ying Shigui looked at Ying Wujiu with regret in his eyes: "Alas... Wujiu."

Qi Yang Tianjun, who was wearing a python robe, said solemnly, "Shi Gui, have you really decided?"

Ying Shigui regained his composure and nodded, "Uncle, I have mastered the [Key to the Candlelight to the Netherworld], a secret divine mind technique that no one in the Immortal Dynasty has mastered in the past 100,000 years. I can use it to sneak into the upper realm... It's time."

"Although you have mastered this method, you have to abandon your physical body and Nascent Soul, leaving only your soul... and you need an altar of extremely high quality to complete the smuggling... It is really not easy for you to cultivate to this level." Qi Yang Tianjun sighed.

"I'm already a pseudo-god, and the road ahead is already dead end... It's better to ascend to the upper realms and see if my ancestors can find a way to continue my path... Also, I must let them know the current predicament of my Immortal Dynasty."

"That altar of extremely high status has some clues." Ying Shigui said leisurely: "Over the years, the Immortal Dynasty has actually accumulated many extremely high-level caves in the outer sky and has not yet brought them down, because they are afraid that worldly cultivators will intercept them."

"I know there is a place called Weiyang Heaven, which is used for trials for Nascent Soul cultivators. It contains an altar that can communicate with the upper realm, allowing me to practice mystical arts."

"However, the status of this cave is too high. It requires a pure-blooded descendant of the Divine Cauldron Emperor, or a Divine Cauldron cultivator of extremely high status who meets the image, to be successfully drawn down."

Ying Shigui said this and looked at the contemporary Immortal Emperor Ying Wujiu with a complicated look:

"Wujiu, I'm sorry..."

After saying that, he pointed a finger at Ying Wujiu. Before Ying Wujiu could even react, he turned into a blood mist and died just like that!