After being exiled for eighteen years, the prince returned to the capital as a veritable immortal.

"I have no interest in the Tyrant Emperor or the Underworld Emperor."

Zhou Yi said coldly, "I just want to know why the dragon vein could detect the thoughts of my parents?"

"Can they really be resurrected?"

"The dragon vein is a matter of great importance to the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty and the well-being of all people." The Martial Emperor changed the subject.

"The safety of the world depends on the dragon vein. The descendants of the Zhou family have followed one after another, willing to sacrifice their lives and shed their blood for it."

When the topic of the dragon vein came up, the Martial Emperor's expression was solemn, yet he could not hide a hint of pride.

However, Zhou Yi was completely unaffected.

He chuckled softly and said, "It's about to collapse."

Yesterday, while I was in the dragon vein, the aura of impending doom was extremely obvious.

The Martial Emperor sighed:

"Three thousand years ago, Emperor Ji defeated Emperor Ba and Emperor Ming, but was also seriously injured himself."

"At that time, the dragon vein was about to collapse."

"After sealing the two emperors, Emperor Ji dispersed his cultivation as a terrestrial immortal and merged it into the dragon vein."

"Now that the dragon vein has been repaired, it can continue to protect all the people under heaven."

"Three thousand years later, the First Emperor's lifespan is coming to an end, and the dragon veins, no longer nourished, are on the verge of collapse."

"Emperor Ji Tian said that three thousand years from now, a great emperor will be born in the Zhou family, enough to clean up the mess."

The Great Emperor is born?

Zhou Yi smiled gently.

Ji Tiandi certainly had a good plan.

Problems he cannot solve should be put aside for now.

It will leave headaches for future generations.

"Although you possess extraordinary talent," the Martial Emperor said apologetically.

"However, your sixth uncle has the bearing of an emperor."

"Therefore, I cannot pass the throne to you."

"I hope you will prioritize the honor of the Zhou royal family and assist the Sixth Imperial Uncle!"

Zhou Yi nodded.

He never had much desire for the throne.

Born into royalty and benefiting from their blessings, it is only right and proper for me to do my part.

of course.

If it is said that only the emperor can break the seal on the dragon vein.

He didn't mind and insisted on taking over.

"You're not going to say anything about my father?" Zhou Yi pressed one last time.

The Empress's face showed grief.

After a moment of silence, he sighed:

"A father's feelings for his son are deeper than a son's feelings for his father."

"You'll understand this when you have children."

Zhou Yi said coldly, "That only applies to ordinary families."

It is all too common for a son to usurp his father's position and for a father to kill several sons in order to secure a dragon throne.

The kinship ties of ordinary families are not suitable for royalty.

"Yi'er, in this life, don't be stubborn about some things," the Martial Emperor advised.

“Just as you are obsessed with the throne and the world,” Zhou Yi retorted, “I just want to know the truth about the tragic death of my whole family.”

"Parents, family! Are they really that important to you?"

The Empress was slightly angry and said, "Can you abandon your country and the people, and disregard them all?"

"..." Zhou Yi was speechless.

obviously.

Regarding the Crown Prince case, not a single word could be extracted from Empress Wu's mouth.

The words of the Overlord Emperor should not be taken at face value.

The same applies to the Martial Emperor.

There was silence for a long time.

Zhou Yi spoke as if to himself, yet also as if to announce something, saying, "I will open the seal on the dragon vein and release the suppression of my cultivation limit."

"Absolutely not!" the Empress categorically refused. "It would bring a hundred harms and not a single benefit."

It's all harm and no benefit; the fear is that the emergence of powerful cultivators will destabilize the country.

Zhou Yi said calmly, "If one cultivates, one can pursue a higher path and seek immortality. What's wrong with that?"

"eternal life?"

The Martial Emperor sneered, "Everyone dies eventually, why can't you be more accepting of it?"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a voice came from outside the door requesting an audience.

The alchemist Sun Qing walked in, carrying a freshly made elixir:

"Your Majesty, it's time to take the Longevity Pill."

As a grandmaster, Emperor Wu still had more than four hundred years left to live.

Over the years, however, he listened to the words of several cunning people and had them refine elixirs of immortality.

such as.

Before me stood Sun Qing, who claimed to have slain a Azure Dragon in the East Sea of ​​Penglai.

Preserve the essence of dragon blood to refine an elixir of immortality for the Martial Emperor.

The Martial Emperor pinched the pill between two fingers and swallowed it in one gulp.

After taking the medicine, he waved to signal Sun Qing to leave.

The look in his eyes as he gazed at the other person's back was icy cold.

Zhou Yi smiled:

"Don't you also desire immortality?"

"Immortality? How could I not want it?" The Martial Emperor sneered.

A strange feeling arose in Zhou Yi's heart.

The Empress clearly did not trust Sun Qing, yet she continued to take his elixir of immortality.

The first alchemist to refine pills for him was named Li Shaojun.

Because the elixir was found to be ineffective by the Martial Emperor, he was cut in half at the waist on the spot.

Then, the second, the third...

Before Sun Qing, five alchemists had already been killed by the Martial Emperor.

and so……

He never actually believed in the alchemists' elixirs of immortality.

The relentless pursuit of the elixir of immortality may just be an act.

Who is this performance for?

Zhou Yi's mind suddenly lit up.

It should be for the whole world to see.

Does that mean that once someone becomes emperor, they don't really care about immortality?

A bold hypothesis came to mind, and Zhou Yi asked:

"Being an emperor must have benefits that the world can't see, right?"

The Martial Emperor was clearly taken aback, and said:

"Power above all others, and the enjoyment of everything."

"Besides that?" Zhou Yi continued to press.

Clearly, that's not what he meant.

With his back to Zhou Yi, the Martial Emperor's expression changed.

Excellent observation skills and meticulous analytical abilities.

After a moment's thought, he did not deny it: "It is said... perhaps there is, but we will only know after we die."

"Is it related to the dragon vein?" Zhou Yi guessed.

"I do not know!"

Clearly, the Empress Wu was refusing to answer.

I couldn't get the answer I wanted from him.

Zhou Yi, losing interest, intended to end the conversation and said:

"I will definitely break the seal on the dragon vein."

"Perhaps, you don't need to do it yourself," Emperor Wu sighed.

"The Overlord Emperor and the Underworld Emperor have been planning this for many years."

"They are nearing the end of their lives and can't wait any longer."

Zhou Yi glanced at the bookshelf blocking the secret passage and said:

"To break the seal, one must strike at the seven-inch mark of the dragon vein."

"Doesn't that mean they're going to break into this room?"

"good."

The Emperor nodded helplessly and said, "If I do the math, the best opportunity to attack in the near future is the martial arts examination in a few days."

The imperial military examination, with its gathering of martial artists, was indeed a good opportunity to attack the palace.

Zhou Yi said calmly, "So, I need to hurry up and wipe out the Snow Mountain Sect."

With the Snow Mountain Sect as a precedent, other sects dared not refuse to participate in the Imperial Martial Arts Examination.

The Martial Emperor would certainly not allow the opening of the Dragon Vein seal.

Then why not add fuel to the fire and let the opponent and the Martial Emperor clash?

Then, they can reap the benefits without lifting a finger.

Seemingly sensing Zhou Yi's mocking tone, the Martial Emperor snorted indifferently:

"Playing with fire, it's still unknown who will get burned in the end."

"At least, I am safe and sound."

"The two emperors, Hades and Tyrant, are eager to open the path to ascension, which requires the joint efforts of three terrestrial immortals."

"They are incapable of completing this task, therefore they will not kill me."

The Martial Emperor was only at the Grandmaster level, yet he could be used as a terrestrial immortal.

Zhou Yi was genuinely surprised and said:

"With the power of the dragon vein, your strength is actually comparable to that of a terrestrial immortal?"

"Hahaha..." The Martial Emperor laughed happily, which could be considered as acquiescence.

"Don't forget, besides you, the royal family has three other Grandmasters," Zhou Yi reminded him.

Any royal grandmaster who inherits the throne can also enhance the power of the dragon vein.

"..." The Martial Emperor remained silent.

For decades, he was the only Grandmaster in the royal family.

The sudden appearance of three more people really caught him off guard.

Zhou Yi turned and left, leaving behind a single sentence:

"Besides the Snow Mountain Sect, I'll also be going to the Underworld Clan to meet the Underworld Emperor."

"Listen to what he's saying; does it agree with you?"

……

Return to the Prince's Mansion.

Zhou Yi and Hu Die went to their parents' graves together.

Zhu Anshi was killed, and his Heavenly Soul and Earthly Soul were respectively taken into the Qian Yuan Mirror and Kun Ling Mirror.

As the instigator whose family was wiped out, Zhou Yi naturally had to offer his soul as a sacrifice to his entire family.

Zhou Yi took out the Qian Yuan Mirror, and Hu Die took out the Kun Ling Mirror.

Because they contain spirits, the two bronze mirrors seem to come alive, as if imbued with vitality.

call out--

A celestial soul resembling Zhu Anshi floated out from the Qian Yuan Mirror, standing there blankly.

The earth souls that drift out from the Kunling Mirror are completely different.

"Heh, the Crown Prince's Tomb." Zhu Anshi's earth spirit sneered.

The Earth Soul not only has consciousness, but also retains all its memories.

"Your Majesty!"

With a wave of his hand, Zhou Yi forced Zhu Anshi, who was in his Earth Soul state, to kneel before the grave.