Hidden Master: starting by canceling ten marriage proposals

"Do you still need to ask that question now, is it necessary?"

Yin Tian asked half-jokingly.

The King was stunned for a moment, then burst into hearty laughter, "Hahaha... you, you rascal..."

After leaving the palace, Yin Tian drove back to Yin Mansion.

Once he returned to Yin Mansion, he immediately had Li Chang prepare many things and rushed them to Yin Mansion.

Time passed minute by minute.

Yin Tian sat on the recliner, his head under the dark sky.

Above the firmament hung a half-moon high in the sky.

But suddenly, dark clouds came from the side, as if they wanted to completely devour that half-moon.

A long time had passed.

Just one second before the half-moon was completely covered by the clouds, Yin Tian abruptly opened his eyes!

.....

Inside the palace.

A person looking like a servant was holding a basin of water, knocking on the door of the sleeping chamber.

"Your Majesty, it's time for your ablutions."

The person called twice, but there was not the slightest stir within the sleeping chamber.

He reached out his hand to knock lightly on the door again, still receiving no response.

"Strange... at this hour, the King should not have gone to bed yet."

As he spoke, he knocked on the door again.

This time, he used a bit more force, and to his surprise, the door just swung open.

The door opened.

He saw at a glance the King slumped over the desk, as if he had fallen asleep.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?"

Holding the basin, he stepped forward, arrived beside the King, and gently pushed him, "Your Majesty, if you are tired, please go to bed to rest."

However, the King's body swayed and slid straight off the desk.

Thump!

The King's body fell to the ground, motionless.

Seeing the King's ashen face, the basin also fell from the person's hands, water splashing everywhere, accompanied by a loud noise.

"Who's there!"

Honglong instantly appeared within the sleeping chamber, his eyes immediately falling on the King lying on the ground.

Honglong felt a chill throughout his body. Used to seeing dead bodies, he could tell at a glance that something was terribly wrong with the King.

He kicked the person over onto the ground, his face ashen, "You! Did you kill the King?!"

The trembling person crawled toward the King, reached out to check his breath, and immediately turned ghastly pale.

"The... the King has passed away!!"

A sharp scream pierced through the palace.

.....

Within a residence.

About a dozen people, all clad in Eight Trigrams Robes, sat on cushions, their hair tied up in a style resembling that of old Taoists, forming a circle.

All of them had their eyes closed, as if transcendently chanting something.

In front of them lay a dark green turtle shell.

It was carved with strange patterns, and on top of the turtle shell, there were six ancient copper coins.

Suddenly, the turtle shell trembled slightly, and a faint streak of dark energy seemed to ripple out from it.

As the turtle shell trembled, three of the copper coins also slid off the turtle shell and began spinning around.

All the people opened their eyes and turned their gaze to the six copper coins.

Soon, the copper coins finally settled down.

Someone craned their neck, trying hard to see the condition of the six coins.

"Bo... the Bo Hexagram!"

One person said tremblingly with excitement, "The image of the multitudes of Yin eroding Yang, a sign of shedding the old and welcoming the new!"

"The old Emperor has passed away, and a new sovereign must ascend!"

Surprise appeared on the faces of the other dozen or so people.

No one would have thought that their daily divination, used to calculate auspicious and inauspicious omens, would uncover such a surprise!

"Quick! Call all the provincial heads here! Our opportunity... has come!"

An old man with white hair and beard, tears streaming down his face, called out loud.

Soon, the Heretic Feng Shui Master provincial heads gathered there.

The excited old man said to them, "Gentlemen, according to our divination just now, the King has passed away, which is a great opportunity for us!"

"What?"

"Our chance has come so soon?"

"I can hardly believe it!"

"But..."

One person voiced his doubts, "The King had only just recently established the Seventh Great Family of the Imperial City; how could he suddenly pass away?"

No sooner had this statement been made than everyone fell silent again.

"Could it be... Sir Wan's setup took effect?"

Another person put forward a notion.

Sir Wan referred to the State Preceptor close to the King.

"Regardless, the hexagram has indeed shown this."

The old man's expression was grave. He then pushed open the door, walked outside, and looked up.

He saw in the sky above, numerous stars shining brightly.

However, one red star among them was dim and looked as if it might fall from the sky at any moment.

"The Imperial Star wavers, the world will revolt!"

The old man's body shook violently, tears streaming down his face, "Never did I imagine that the heavens would ultimately favor us!"

At that moment, someone came rushing in, "News from within the palace: the King passed away half an hour ago!"

A dark-haired man with a black beard stepped forward, came to the old man's side, and raised his voice with fervor.

"When the madmen sharpen their knives at night, the Imperial Star shakes and Venus rises high!"

"A world turned upside down begins now, and to kill, why spare the effort of wielding the blade!"

"Brothers, today is the day we accomplish our destiny!"