I tricked you into thinking you had the makings of an emperor, but you actually did it?

The Eternal Fairy was very annoyed. She was in an eternal dream, and would only wake up briefly when the stone tablet fluctuated before falling back asleep.

The stone tablet's fluctuations follow a pattern known only to the immortals themselves.

He will sleep soundly for the next hundred years.

Today, she inexplicably received a vibration from the stone tablet, which woke her up from her sleep.

There was nothing she could do but turn her attention to it, intending to fall asleep again.

clap clap!

The loud knocking startled her; the issue wasn't the knocking itself, but the fact that it affected her.

"Don't sleep."

She could even hear sounds from outside.

With that sound, she realized she was truly about to awaken from her eternal dream.

impossible!

The Eternal Immortal Spirit remembered something: no one, no power in this world, could interrupt the Eternal Dream.

So she gathered her thoughts and prepared to drift off to sleep.

One second, ten seconds... The Eternal Immortal Spirit suddenly stood up, his feelings indescribable.

She can't sleep!

……

Outside the Hall of Eternity, Shen Ming listened intently, sensing some movement inside, yet also some silence.

Just as they were about to continue, they saw a group of elderly men with white hair come out, all with complicated expressions and strange eyes.

How did this kid come up with the idea of ​​knocking on the door?

If knocking on the door were effective, wouldn't they have been fools to have been guarding this place all these years?

"Senior Brother Su!"

Nangong Tian landed on the tallest old man among them, his pupils contracted, and he straightened his posture.

"I should be calling you senior brother now," the old man said indifferently.

"Senior Brother Su."

Nangong Tian kept the same address, but felt it was inappropriate to say anything, so he said, "This is Ming Sheng, the junior brother of the Eternal Palace. These seven are the senior brothers and sisters of the Eternal Palace."

Shen Ming stopped knocking on the door and greeted the elderly people. They could all be his grandfathers, but in the academy, they were all his senior brothers and sisters.

"His attitude is quite proper, but he must be thinking that we old folks are all useless and can't get the Eternal Palace's approval, so he's sure he can do it, right?"

The old man speaking had a pair of white eyebrows as sharp as swords, which he raised as he spoke, as if he could unleash a thunderous rage.

Nangong Tian was extremely worried. He couldn't get the senior brothers and sisters of the Eternal Palace to cooperate with him like he had fooled Shen Ming.

“Old Ma, you thought this way when you first arrived, so you think so badly of others? I think this junior brother is sincere at heart.”

The speaker was an old woman with a full head of silver hair that fell over her shoulders like moonlight. Although she was old, her bone structure was stunningly beautiful.

They all possess exceptional temperament, exuding composure and elegance.

"Palace Master Nangong, you should go back. Leave this to us," Senior Brother Su said.

"Ok."

Nangong Tian transmitted his voice to Shen Ming: "The senior brothers and sisters of the Eternal Palace were all once outstanding figures, but because they did not obtain the Eternal Body, their cultivation level stagnated and they were trapped below the fourth level of heaven. They all have some strange tempers."

After saying this, Nangong Tian left the Eternal Palace and went straight to the main hall of the academy to report the situation to the dean.

"How is the matter concerning the Imperial Prince?"

Dean Eternal was waiting for him to arrive.

Nangong Tian recounted the whole story, saying, "Whether the radiance of the Great Dao is real or not is unknown, but Yun Yi and Ning Yue witnessed the Nine-Colored Heavenly Tribulation with their own eyes."

"Are you saying that, regardless of whether the Great Luo Palace is real or fake, he is qualified to be a quasi-emperor?"

"Yes."

Nangong Tian hesitated for a moment and asked, "Did the Dean know that he would be assigned to the Eternal Palace? That's why he thought of the Emperor's son. It's really reasonable and a win-win situation."

I know shit!

Dean Yongheng smiled without saying a word, looking unfathomable.

The tactics employed by those in power are mostly based on the imaginations of those in lower positions.

"You seem to have something to say?" Dean Eternal asked.

“Dean, although Ming Sheng comes from the Lower Three Realms, his future is limitless. So he is buried in the Eternal Palace…” Nangong Tian said.

"You feel guilty about it?" Dean Yong interrupted him.

"Yes."

Nangong Tian nodded; anyone who did such a thing would feel guilty.

"Did we run all the way to the Xuanhuang Continent and drag him here by force? He sent a message saying that he was the Eternal Emperor's Son. We sent people to pick him up, brought him to the stone tablet according to the rules, and assigned him to the Eternal Palace. We judge by his actions, not his intentions. Did we do anything wrong?" Dean Eternal said.

This was also an excuse for Nangong Tian to comfort himself.

“Nangong, there’s nothing we can do about it. It’s our turn this time. But if we look at it from another angle, the timing is just too coincidental. The Imperial Prince was born for this purpose,” Dean Yongheng said.

"Maybe."

Nangong Tian returned to the Heavenly Palace and asked his daughter, Nangong Qian, what was being discussed at the academy.

"What else can be said? Everyone says that fate is unpredictable. The quasi-emperor was assigned to the Eternal Palace, which went from having a promising future to having no future at all."

Speaking of this, Nangong Qian shook her head repeatedly, looking regretful.

Nangong Tian felt a little better. Whether it was outsiders or Shen Ming, the person involved, everything happened naturally and there was nothing that could be arranged.

……

Boom boom boom!

Outside the Eternal Palace, Shen Ming was still knocking on the door. After he finished knocking, he put his head close to the door and listened to the sounds inside.

Inside the Eternal Palace, the Eternal Fairy stood behind the door, pressing her face against it, listening to the sounds outside.

She's awake, but that doesn't mean she wants to go out.

The reason she didn't go out was to observe for a while—yes, observe, definitely not out of fear.

The mere thought of someone interrupting her eternal dream by knocking on the door sent a shiver down Xianling's spine.

Stop knocking, I'm scared!

Outside, the seven elders of the Eternal Palace sat in a row, watching Shen Ming with great interest. The Eternal Palace had never been as lively as it was today.

"He's wearing the clothes of a future imperial prince!"

"Was he first chosen as a potential imperial heir, and then assigned to the Eternal Palace? Isn't that the same as the boss?"

"What boss? Call me senior brother!"

"Stop knocking. If knocking could wake us up, would we still be here? Get lost and don't ruin your future."

The old man with sword-like eyebrows shouted impatiently, "My name is Ma Quandao."

Seeing Shen Ming reminded him of his own past; the Eternal Palace was a trap.

Once you start trying with the mindset that 'I can do what others can't,' you'll find it hard to break free.

Holding onto this thought for even a day will waste a year.

"Old Ma, you're quite kind-hearted. You're worried about others wasting time here," the silver-haired old woman said.

"I just don't want to see him cause trouble," Old Ma sneered.

"Let's make a bet, a bet on how long it will take him to waver, how long he will be disappointed, and how long he will despair."

"I bet I'll waver in a month, be disappointed in six months, and be desperate in a year."

"Isn't this the time you were in back then?"

"I want you to take care of it!"

Over there, Shen Ming stopped knocking on the door, but he was certain that Xianling was awake and just wouldn't come out.

Is this an attempt to observe himself? He couldn't help but wonder.

Inside the Eternal Palace, the immortal spirit felt a great weight lifted from its shoulders.