NOVEL NEXT Chapter 51: Costume (Emperor)
After the death of Emperor Li, everyone present, except for Chen Xiyi, was frozen in shock.
Even though they had all prepared for this moment, when it came, panic ensued, especially for Wang Li, who felt personally implicated since the death occurred under his watch.
For Wang Li, it no longer mattered who ordered the Yellow Gate to assassinate Emperor Li; what mattered now was what he should do. Blood flowed freely from the wound on the Emperor’s back, and Chen Xiyi was also contemplating whether it was unlucky to continue residing in this blood-stained courtyard. ‘Wait, whether or not it’s unlucky can be discussed later. My main priority is to explain how the Emperor’s body disappeared after I collected it.’ Chen Xiyi suddenly came to his senses; this world was in a magic-absent era, and there were no demons or monsters to worry about—superstitions could be disregarded.
“Immortal, I don’t know…” Wang Li began to ask something.
However, Chen Xiyi responded even faster: “No need to ask. All calamities happen in an instant; this was his fate.”
Wang Li fell silent at those words. Was seeking immortality really this dangerous? Wasn’t it said that there were only external and internal calamities? Now, out of nowhere, this had happened? “Never mind, I will let it slide for the sake of my connection with him.”
When Chen Xiyi said this, a glimmer of hope appeared in Wang Li’s eyes, and he quickly interjected: “Are you planning to resurrect His Majesty?”
“Send him back to the cycle of reincarnation; in the next life, he can become a seed of the Dao,” Chen Xiyi replied dismissively.
“Uh…” Wang Li hesitated. If everything could be revived, it would be great, but if not, then perhaps this opportunity to sow a seed of Dao should be left for himself?
As for the fact that the Emperor was his own brother?
Come on, the Emperor had already let him handle it, so wouldn’t it be better to reserve this chance for himself in the next life?
But Wang Li didn’t dare to voice those thoughts and merely sighed helplessly: “Then I’ll trouble you, Immortal.”
“Just a small matter.” Chen Xiyi said casually as he walked over to the Emperor’s corpse and yanked it away from Wang Li.
Using the Water Control technique to create flashy effects while blocking the sight of the crowd, Chen Xiyi decisively collected Emperor Li.
【You have collected the body of Emperor Wang Sheng. You have obtained: Costume (Emperor), Human Skin, Human Bone.】
With the flashy effects dissipating, Emperor Li’s body had already vanished without a trace.
“Let this be your command in the cycle of reincarnation, and you shall surely become a transcendent monarch in a future dynasty,” Chen Xiyi remarked wistfully.
Meanwhile, the others were stunned; wait, you’ve made the corpse disappear! This seems to have escalated even further!!!
“Immortal, the Emperor’s corpse…”
“The corpse belongs to the Emperor. I transformed it into the Emperor’s command and sent it along with his soul into reincarnation,” Chen Xiyi said, making it up as he went along.
Wang Li and several others from the Yellow Gate turned pale; what would happen if Emperor Li enjoyed his new life in reincarnation? Wang Li racked his brain and called out fiercely, “Congratulations, Your Majesty, on transforming into the Emperor’s command and achieving eternity.”
The servants from the Yellow Gate grasped the situation as well; they absolutely could not admit that the Emperor had died, or none of them would escape the consequences.
Thus, they followed Wang Li’s lead and shouted, “Congratulations, Your Majesty, on embodying the Emperor’s command and achieving eternity.”
As for the Yellow Gate member who committed suicide after the assassination succeeded, Wang Li shot a glance at the others present, signaling them to dispose of the body quietly.
Fell.
After that, he respectfully said to Chen Xiyi, “We hope the Immortal can forgive us; we are this time…”
“It’s no trouble. With the Emperor entering the cycle of reincarnation, there will undoubtedly be turmoil in the court. You, his trusted minister, are caught in the middle and will likely have a tough time,” said Chen Xiyi. What else could he say? He could only silently give Wang Li a thumbs up in his heart; this was simply a great assist.
“Thank you, Immortal. After I handle this matter, I will come to visit you again,” Wang Li said through gritted teeth before turning and leaving.
Chen Xiyi knew this was indeed a significant matter, but he didn’t know how serious it really was.
But he could be sure of one thing: the capital was about to be thrown into chaos.
‘If the capital is in chaos, what will happen to my resources later?’
The death of the Emperor would certainly bring confusion, but Chen Xiyi thought that while chaos was acceptable, it could not be too chaotic, nor last too long; otherwise, it would affect him.
‘This is just right. I can use this time to elevate my persona; otherwise, those nobles would still dare to block my resources.’
Chen Xiyi’s persona was that of an Immortal, transcending all worldly concerns.
Often, it was not appropriate for him to step into certain matters he wanted to address, but now he had a reason to act without restraint.
It was merely the difference between being behind the scenes and being in the limelight.
Stepping into the spotlight, he could accept more offerings and have the entire Great Li serve him.
Thus, Chen Xiyi could only say that the death of the Emperor was a good thing. After all, this Emperor seemed to be respectful to him, but imperial authority and schemes cannot be underestimated; wouldn’t it be easier to manage with someone who has lesser means?
As for who would take the throne next?
Chen Xiyi didn’t care, as long as the new Emperor was willing to gather resources for him.
If not, Chen Xiyi wouldn’t mind collecting another set of imperial robes since he had a reason—this contract was signed by Emperor Wang Sheng with him, and it was normal for the son to inherit his father’s legacy.
However, upon reflection, the other party might not refuse, as this was about longevity.
Although this was merely Chen Xiyi’s false promotion, it didn’t matter since the food he produced really had effects after consuming; thus, even if it was fake, the effects would be construed as real under the allure of the food.
Plus, Chen Xiyi believed his ability to deceive was on the rise. Even if there were flaws, with the combination of Jianghu’s water control and spells (of water), the authenticity of his words would immediately soar. This was real magic, certified by the Home System.
[The mountains have labored hard, yielding you abundant resources]
[You obtained: 627 units of soil, 563 units of stone, 354 units of iron ore, 436 units of coal]
While pondering how to make the effects of Jianghu’s water control abilities more visually stunning, a harvest notification suddenly appeared in the game log.
The resources were considerable—soil, stone, iron, coal, and even sulfur, nitre, gold, silver, and jewels, among others.
After taking a brief look at the status of his home, Chen Xiyi was unsure how the mountains accomplished this, especially since these resources might not seem much to present-day Chen Xiyi, but they represented self-sufficiency for his home output.
“Ten thousand square meters can produce this much; no wonder they are top-tier fairies. It seems the quality of fairies cannot be compromised.”
Chen Xiyi increasingly understood why the map specifically displayed the historical items of Jianghu, the mountains, and royal authority.
Jianghu likely possessed power similar to that of the mountains, while royal authority could directly interfere with the home game. This was enough to explain everything.
(End of this chapter)