Chapter 464: Li Er

The world of historical romance.

Li Shimin ended the chat, frowned in thought for a while, then made a firm decision.

"The historical records say my lifespan is nearly over. Even I myself feel my body is far weaker than before. It seems I must risk everything this time."

He rose and went to the imperial treasury.

【Ding, you sold the Thundering Drum Golden Hammer stained with Lei Jie energy, and received 50 points.】

【Ding, you sold the Purple Yang Scripture, and received 100 points.】

Purple Yang Scripture: The martial art Li Yuanba used to dominate the world, specializing in hardening the body; when perfected, one person can shatter a million ordinary soldiers.

【Ding, you sold...】

In a short while, Li Shimin had gathered a thousand points.

"A bit too little," Li Shimin frowned. "The Shangcheng's Longevity Elixir costs at least 100,000 points—I can't afford it yet. I'll buy the Marrow-Washing Elixir first. The Longevity Elixir will have to wait."

With a thought, a pill landed in his hand.

Li Shimin, who had spent his youth campaigning without caring for dirt on the ground, found a spot and sat down, swallowing the pill.

The next moment, a warm current flowed through his body, transforming his previously weary frame into one brimming with vitality.

His sluggish mind also became sharp and alert.

In a short while, once all the pill's potency was spent, Li Shimin felt strong all over, his mind clear, as if he had returned to age eighteen.

He looked at his lower abdomen—the protruding belly had vanished.

"Marvelous. How could any alchemist compare to this elixir?" Li Shimin stood up, his expression energized, and strode out the door. "I must collect more treasures and buy more elixirs."

He had barely stepped outside when he saw the guards at the gate staring at him, dumbfounded.

"As palace guards, to behave so disrespectfully—what kind of discipline is this?" Li Shimin frowned.

Had his Tang Dynasty truly begun to decay, even its elite soldiers now so lacking?

"Your Majesty, forgive me!" The soldier snapped back to his senses and knelt instantly. "Your Majesty, I am merely stunned by your current appearance."

Li Shimin was startled: "Stunned?"

"Your Majesty, you have regained your youth," the soldier's voice trembled. "You are utterly different from before."

"Regained my youth?" Li Shimin gasped, summoning a maid and handing her a bronze mirror.

He looked into the mirror—and froze in place.

The man in the mirror bore not a trace of age: his once-silver hair had turned jet black, his wrinkled face now smooth, rosy, and glowing.

He was clearly a boy of eighteen.

"I never realized—just a single ordinary elixir could have such power?"

Li Shimin's voice shook. "No, I cannot go out yet. My appearance has changed too drastically—my ministers might grow disloyal."

He opened the chat group and explained the situation.

Li Shimin: "What should I do now, everyone?"

Ying Zheng: "What's hard about that? As long as your strength is sufficient, even if they suspect you, they'll say you're destined by Heaven."

Ying Zheng #2: "Buy a martial scripture and a few elixirs. Once you reach the True Qi realm, even Li Yuanba's million-man army could be wiped out with a wave of your hand."

Su Xiao: "Hahaha. Li Yuanba is someone else's brother—you're telling Li Shimin to fight his own brother?"

Xiao Mai: "So this is brotherly love? I'm in love."

Li Shimin: "Is the True Qi realm really that powerful? Did that boss Xiong have True Qi realm strength?"

Xiong Ba: "..."