Chapter 840 - 238: Human Emperor and Li Yuan

Chapter 840: Chapter 238: Human Emperor and Li Yuan

By that time... the combined forces of Wendao Palace might still be more terrifying than the invading Barbarian King. Moreover... they have the assistance of that mysterious Judge.

But now, they have easily surrendered.

Your Majesty, truly unparalleled in the world, your achievements and power have surpassed all emperors in history.

He is no longer just an emperor of a dynasty, but can be called the Human Emperor.

The term Human Emperor, it’s unclear when it began to circulate outside, yet more and more people deeply resonate with it.

However, just when everyone thought this was merely a "surrender ceremony," the Emperor flying in mid-air suddenly paused.

He Si immediately became cautiously alert to her surroundings.

But she didn’t detect any danger.

"Your Majesty?"

She asked softly.

The Emperor motioned with his hand, saying, "You go and take over, I have some matters to attend to."

The Emperor’s anomaly stunned He Si for a moment before she respectfully complied.

In the next moment, the Emperor disappeared from the original location and abruptly appeared in a distant and sparsely populated pavilion.

As soon as he reached this point, everything around the pavilion distorted; to outside eyes, only a normal pavilion would be seen.

Though the pavilion was sparsely populated, it was not uninhabited.

Inside, a graceful woman was drinking tea.

In a trembling voice, the Emperor asked, "Mother?"

Xie Wei looked at him, only to show a smile.

"Mother!"

The Emperor took a few steps forward.

With the momentum to effortlessly unify the Nine Paths, defeat the Barbarian King, and lead the Iron Cavalry to crush countless Social World influences, at this moment, the Human Emperor displayed an emotion completely different from his usual calm demeanor.

He took a deep breath, then suddenly asked, "Where is father?"

Xie Wei didn’t speak, only said, "Come, drink some tea."

The Emperor sat down.

Mother and son drank tea, for a long time and then again for a long time, the Emperor suddenly said, "Lady Bai Mei..."

Xie Wei said, "Did Your Majesty hear everything?"

The Emperor’s perception is immensely powerful, nearly all information on this land escapes his ears.

"Yes, I heard it.

Everyone has already been taken over, except for Lady Bai Mei.

In my view, Lady Bai Mei has no reason to continue resisting, unless..."

The Emperor said no more, he lowered his gaze, "Lady Bai Mei appeared precisely after the fire at Jade Heart Palace."

Xie Wei softly sighed, "I let you down, I am indeed Lady Bai Mei."

The Emperor asked, "Mother married Li Yuan?"

Xie Wei suppressed her anxiety, calmly said, "Life is still long, I must find another man."

The Emperor was silent.

He still remembers the anger when he first wielded a sword in Jade Heart Pool.

But now, he is different from then.

He has endured bloodshed and storms and carefully examined and investigated the death and previous assassination of the father emperor.

Mother’s anxiety was very faint, but he could clearly feel it.

Suddenly, he seemed to understand something.

The Emperor looked up, gazing at his mother in front of him, without asking why she survived, nor did he ask about Li Yuan, instead he softly said, "Have you been well here these days?"

Xie Wei quietly exhaled, saying, "Quite nice, only that the burden is eventually passed to Your Majesty.

And Your Majesty has already grown to a level I never imagined.

You are already the deity of this land, the sovereign of the Human Race."

The Emperor was about to speak but paused, his mother’s eyes and words did not make him proud, but in an instant made him feel immense distance and loneliness.

The matters he bears, others do not know.

At the moment he united Nine Paths and repelled the Barbarian King, he already perceived some future.

And within the Dragon Vein’s gift, some information remained.

This information and the future made him feel that his destiny perhaps... may not be as glorious and splendid as others see.

Suddenly, memories filled his mind of many years ago, the disdainful looks everyone gave, those whispers he heard clearly, each one saying, "Ugly child, so ugly."

Even those who approached him were cold, with smiles that were false and unnatural.

Only one person.

From the moment he was alive, only one person truly devoted to him, only that person used four words during his most painful time to help him get through those years, reaching this moment.

He recalled that day in Dragon Roar Hall amid chaotic armies, he asked that question.

"Is this kite real or fake?"

"Real."

Suddenly, the Emperor smiled; though his face was ugly, the corners of his lips were gentle, and a soft light flickered in his eyes.

Xie Wei asked casually, "Your Majesty, did something happy come to mind?"

Ji Hu replied, "Since Mother is happy, I will pretend I didn’t see her."

He bowed his head, pondered for a moment, and then suddenly said, "I won’t take the power from the Southern Land."

After saying that, without waiting for Xie Wei to ask further, he stood up, bowed deeply to the woman in front of him, and then turned and disappeared.

...

The Emperor’s word is as good as gold.

If he said he wouldn’t take it, then he wouldn’t.

Originally, the Wendao Palace and Judge’s factions were anxious and fearful, but suddenly they received amnesty.

No one could believe it.

Because no matter what happens, the Emperor should never have withdrawn at this moment.

Yet, with such prestige and power, who could dispute the Emperor’s decisions?

The Eight Thousand Flying Bear Army withdrew, and He Si withdrew together in a daze.

Shanbao County returned to peace, and it was destined to become a refuge for more social world influences.

Unable to hold back, He Si spoke up, "Your Majesty, do you know what consequences will come from sparing Wendao Palace today..."

Before she could finish, the Emperor directly grabbed her chin and lifted it slightly with teasing.

The Emperor’s gaze roamed over her body, then casually released his hand.

He Si’s cheeks flushed red, she remained silent, and kept carrying the Dragon Banner, following behind him.

...

The winter snow had disappeared, and green buds of spring emerged.

In March, it was time for the new Spring Dream Brew to hit the market.

The people of Shanbao County eventually moved back to the county thanks to the previous arrival of the Emperor.

The Ghost Prison seemed frozen, manifesting as an immense black egg.

The ghost tide incident was a story from the year before last.

In chaotic times, people tend to forget and remain hopeful.

And their solace was to drink away their worries.

Outside the restaurant, a long queue persisted, the bustling red dust enveloping the air.

A man in fine clothing, with a slightly grey complexion, arrived at Hengwu Restaurant. He glanced at the long queue filling the place, and his expression was stiff as he joined the queue.

Unfortunately, Hengwu Restaurant’s business was booming.

While standing in line, his eyes betrayed a hidden unease and nervousness.

Finally, after half an hour, he entered the restaurant.

The waiter approached with a smile, "Guest, you look unfamiliar, are you new here? You’re in luck today, as we’ve just released the new Spring Dream Brew. Would you like a pot of it?"

The man in fine clothing didn’t speak, merely surveying the surroundings.

The waiter, understandingly, said quickly, "Please sit down, though we’re full, there’s an empty seat here..."

The waiter ran over, wiped the table, then looked at the man on the other side of the table, and said, "Sir, the place is crowded, would you mind sharing a table?"

The man across the table appeared ordinary and unremarkable.

He nodded gently.

The waiter then looked at the man in fine clothing.

The man in fine clothing also nodded.

The waiter sighed with relief and then asked, "Guest, you would like..."

The man in fine clothing raised his hand.

The waiter’s words instantly halted, an indescribable fear and awe rose within his heart; the man’s every gesture seemed to carry an imposing and overwhelming power, making him terrified to the point of hesitating to even breathe.

"The same as him."

The man in fine clothing pointed to the person opposite.

The waiter sighed with relief, stammering, "Ok... okay..."

He felt as if his neck was squeezed, unable to say even a word of "pressure."

The waiter quickly turned to get the drink.

Soon, the waiter returned with a pot of limited "Spring Dream Brew."

Then, observing the two finish a pot, they continued drinking, requesting six more jars.

Amusingly, the waiter wanted to refuse but couldn’t, as the six jars of "Spring Dream Brew" had already been delivered to the table personally by the shopkeeper.

On either side of the table, the two men drank silently, each downing three jars, before the ordinary-looking man suddenly stood up, tossed money down, and left.

The man in fine clothing sighed gently, tilting his head up, revealing a self-mocking smile.

Yet suddenly, sensing something, he quickly lowered his head to see the spilled liquor on the opposite table shifting, forming the words "Unyielding Self-Reformation" on the left and "Carrying Virtue on the Right."

"Unyielding Self-Reformation..."

"Carrying Virtue on the Right..."

The man in fine clothing stared for a long while, then suddenly closed his eyes tight; hot tears streamed down his cheeks.

In that moment, his heart, pained and lonely throughout the chaotic world, suddenly found peace.