After my luck was stolen, I led my whole family to defy fate and change our destiny.

Gu Linglong looked at the rooster that had pounced on her, her anger rising.

She twisted and turned a couple of times, but the rooster still wouldn't come down, and her newly grown eyebrows furrowed together.

Gu Linglong got angry. She clenched her small hands tightly together and roared loudly, carrying an immense pressure.

The voice was soft and gentle, yet it resounded through the sky, as if a ray of light was rising from below to the heavens.

A buzzing sound emanated from between heaven and earth.

The rooster tumbled down and lay prostrate on the ground, trembling incessantly.

Wang got angry!

Not only the rooster in front of them, but all the land animals within a thousand miles were prostrate on the ground, trembling incessantly, while the aquatic animals hid in the deep water, not daring to surface.

A hundred birds were startled and flew away in panic.

This is an innate suppression from the bloodline, an endless majesty that forces animals to willingly submit.

The oppressive aura emanating from the king held them in place, preventing them from moving. After a long while, the oppressive force gradually subsided, and the animals slowly poked their heads out to investigate.

Gu Linglong had no idea that her loud shout would unleash a storm.

Far away in the majestic palace, a middle-aged man dressed in a yellow robe suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

The head eunuch beside him was so shocked he nearly lost his mind, abandoning all his ingrained manners: "Quickly, summon the imperial physician! Quickly, summon the imperial physician! His Majesty is vomiting blood!"

"Your Majesty, are you alright? Don't frighten this old servant," Zhao Fu said, trembling as he walked over to support the emperor.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty"

"Your Majesty, please take care of your health."

"May Your Majesty take good care of your health."

The ministers in the underground court knelt down one after another, their foreheads covered in cold sweat. His Majesty was perfectly fine just now, full of energy, how could he suddenly vomit blood?

Your Majesty is unwell, what should we do?

The emperor hasn't even appointed a crown prince yet. If something were to happen to the emperor suddenly, the court would be thrown into chaos!

The ministers had different thoughts, and perhaps it was time to choose sides. Although the fourth prince had been granted the title of king, he was crippled in both legs and was destined not to become the crown prince.

The eldest prince is the legitimate eldest son and should be the first in line of succession, as the principle of establishing the eldest son as the heir has been established since ancient times.

The second prince is also the best candidate for the throne. His maternal grandfather is the prime minister, so he has strong backing and is very likely to be made crown prince.

The third prince, Chu Jingde, was born to a princess from a small, peripheral country. With his foreign bloodline, he naturally could not ascend the throne.

The fifth prince died young.

The sixth prince grew up in a sect and knew very little about it. He lacked power, but he was also the easiest to control.

The seventh prince is the youngest, and his mother is of low status. Although he is favored, he is weak and not conducive to the court. Moreover, the seventh prince is frail and sickly. Without a powerful force, there is really no way to side with the seventh prince.

The minister quickly analyzed each prince in his mind, trying to find the best heir to continue his wealth and honor.

The group of people who supported the prime minister exchanged glances. Their chance had come. The prime minister knelt obediently, his hands trembling slightly with excitement inside his wide sleeves.

He thought he would have to wait many years, but unexpectedly his dream was about to come true. When he looked up, he could not see anything unusual, only his unwavering loyalty to the emperor.

The emperor clutched his chest, his forehead beaded with cold sweat and veins bulging, as if he were enduring something, and waved his hand with difficulty.

Zhao Fu's shrill voice rang out: "Dismiss the court."

The chief eunuchs and guards rushed out to help the emperor onto the imperial carriage.

Zhao Fu helped the emperor lie down, and the imperial physicians filed in. They heard the eunuch who came to fetch him say that His Majesty had suddenly vomited blood in the main hall.

The imperial physicians were so frightened that they took all their precious and life-saving items with them.

The imperial physician carefully took the pulse, and, seemingly unsure, consulted several other physicians at the same time.

Zhao Fu watched with trepidation. If something happened to His Majesty in the Golden Palace, he would be doomed.

"Imperial Physician, how is His Majesty's health?"

The head physician, Hu, said: "His Majesty is out of danger."

Zhao Fu said, "If you're not seriously injured, why would you vomit blood? You need to look closely."

Physician Hu wiped the sweat from his brow: "His Majesty was merely agitated, his anger flaring up. It seems he's been overworked. We'll take good care of him."

"Really?"

"I dare not lie"

"Then hurry up and go!"

A young eunuch entered and reported: "Your Majesty, the Empress, and Consort Shu are requesting an audience outside."

Zhao Fu looked at the emperor, but the latter frowned and remained silent, only twitching his finger slightly.

Zhao Fu waved his hand, signaling the young eunuch to leave.

"Greetings, Your Majesty"

"Greetings, Your Majesty"

The Empress and Consort Shu paid their respects, and the Emperor waved his hand with difficulty.

Zhao Fu said softly, "Your Majesty, Consort Shu, His Majesty says you may rise."

The Empress walked to the Emperor's side: "Your Majesty, are you feeling any better?"

Chu Yuan nodded with his eyes closed.

Consort Shu stepped forward, sobbing, "Your Majesty, how are you? I was so worried about you. As soon as I heard you were unwell, I came right away."

"Woooooooo..."

Suddenly, Chu Yuan, who had been keeping his eyes closed, abruptly opened them and quickly covered himself with the blanket: "Get out! No one is allowed to enter without my permission!"

When Consort Shu was yelled at by the Emperor, she was so frightened that her tears quickly disappeared.

"Get out of here!"

"I resign"

"This concubine takes her leave."

"This servant takes his leave."

Everyone hurriedly retreated, with Zhao Fu at the very end, thoughtfully closing the door behind them.

Chu Yuan threw off the quilt, rolling around in agony, his dragon robe already soaked with sweat.

"You fiend, give me back my body!"

Chu Yuan's expression was somewhat manic: "Nonsense! This is my body! I am the reincarnation of a celestial dragon! You, a mere mortal, have no right to lay a finger on my body!"

"Ah, ah, ah, what else do you want? I've already granted Chu Zikuo the title of king as you requested, and I haven't killed Gu Mingtang yet. What else do you want?"

"Give my body back to me."

"Don't even think about it, this is my body."

"What are you doing out here? Your loyal ministers are all corrupt, and your princes are all incredibly stupid. They're terrible rulers and terrible fathers, hahahahaha!"

"Only I can help you govern your empire well, just like before."

"I am you, and you are me. We are both reincarnations of true dragons, so it doesn't matter who becomes emperor."

"You bastard, get out of here!"

"vomit"

Chu Yuan coughed up another mouthful of blood, feeling his body being torn apart and constantly pulled apart. He smashed everything around him.

"You old geezer!"

"If you dare to struggle any further, I will kill all your sons and all your loyal subjects."

The soul within the body suddenly stopped struggling.

"Ha, how can an emperor be soft-hearted?"

Chu Yuan wiped the blood that had spilled from the corner of his mouth.

King of beasts?

What a pity, this is my empire!

"Comer"

Zhao Fu stood at the door with somewhat cloudy eyes. His Majesty hadn't shown this state in a long time. The first time was when he heard the tragic news of the Fifth Prince, and the second time was when he learned that Prince Qi would never be able to walk again.

What's wrong this time? It seems even more serious than the last two times!

Upon hearing the sound, Zhao Fu immediately composed himself and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"This old servant is here."

"Issue the imperial decree: send people throughout the country to search for the strange beast. Slay it without mercy, regardless of its kind; a reward of ten thousand taels of silver will be given."

Zhao Fu was baffled by the imperial edict, but his expression remained impassive.

"This old servant obeys the decree."