Chapter 108: Exchanging Lives

Time passed.

Lin Chao improved the good seeds, established the Martial Immortal Martial Academy, and all martial artists under heaven became subjects of the Wu Kingdom.

The world was flourishing and prosperous.

In the sixth year of Wuli, the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master stepped into the Heavenly Human Realm.

In the seventh year of Wuli, a martial artist from the East Sea relied on the Everlasting Art to cross into the supreme realm; he challenged the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master and defeated him in one move.

Throughout the world, strong individuals emerged in succession.

Due to the existence of the Everlasting Art, Grandmasters were no longer the top-tier powerhouses.

Immortal Cultivators began to show their talent.

Although most had slow progress and weak strength, their methods were Ghost-like.

And those with extraordinary talent stepped into terrifying realms.

Like that person from the East Sea, who challenged the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master, defeated him in one move, and called himself the East Sea Venerable.

The East Sea Venerable defeated the Heavenly Secret Pavilion Master and had many supporters.

Among the common people, some even called the East Sea Venerable the number one powerhouse under heaven.

In the eighth year of Wuli, the East Sea Venerable challenged the Martial Emperor.

The Martial Emperor wrote a letter.

There was only one character on the letter: Suppress.

As soon as the "Suppress" character appeared, golden light flashed brilliantly, transforming into a mountain range that severely wounded the East Sea Venerable.

The East Sea Venerable immediately went into seclusion.

Among the common people, no one dared to challenge the Martial Emperor again.

The Martial Emperor continued to suppress the world.

The Imperial City.

A smile was on Lin Chao's face.

Qi Yingxue fell from the tree again and was caught by Lin Chao.

At this time, Qi Yingxue was already eight years old, her appearance even more well-behaved and cute.

"Daddy, help me write some characters too, for example 'receive' or 'kill', so that if I meet bad people in the future, I won't be afraid."

Lin Chao smiled: "Alright."

He defeated the East Sea Venerable with a single "Suppress" character, and the world was shaken.

Qi Yingxue also pestered Lin Chao all day to write characters.

At this time, Wu Xiangyi walked over with a smile on her face: "Yingxue, don't always pester your father."

"Hmph!" Qi Yingxue pouted, "The time I spend with Daddy is nowhere near as much as the time you spend with Daddy.

Daddy is biased; he likes Mother and Empress sister more."

Wu Xiangyi did not know whether to laugh or cry.

The seniority was messed up.

Wu Xiangyi walked over; she was only twenty-five or twenty-six years old now, even more charming and stunningly beautiful: "Sister Zhao Ran just made a few dishes, please come over to taste them, husband."

"Mother, I want to go too!" Qi Yingxue immediately said actively from the side.

"It wasn't made for you to eat, why are you going?"

"Hmph, biased!" Qi Yingxue was immediately dissatisfied, but she still did not pester them to go.

This meal took a very long time to eat.

Lin Chao was once again trapped in a land of gentleness.

The pressure of being an Emperor is great, which ordinary people find hard to imagine.

But the joy of being an Emperor is also something ordinary people cannot imagine.

Lin Chao held Zhao Ran with his left hand and Wu Xiangyi with his right.

The two women's faces were flushed, beautiful beyond compare.

"Husband, everyone in the palace says that Qingqi's appearance is somewhat like mine.

If one day I am no longer here, will you favor Qingqi even more?" Wu Xiangyi opened her eyes, her eyes watery, and the breath she exhaled landed on Lin Chao's face, feeling a bit warm.

"What nonsense are you saying." Lin Chao held Wu Xiangyi even tighter.

"I was just curious... and asked." Wu Xiangyi's eyes were sincere.

At this time, Zhao Ran next to them also leaned over.

Zhao Ran's temperament was occasionally cold as snow, and at other times as passionate as Fire.

She was different from Wu Xiangyi; at this moment, she was still draped in a layer of thin gauze, half-hidden and half-revealed, appearing even more graceful and moving.

"I also want to know husband's answer; if I am no longer here, what will husband do?" Zhao Ran also looked at Lin Chao earnestly.

A firm expression was on Lin Chao's face, and he patted his hand: "With me here, you two will certainly live for a hundred years, a thousand years."

Wu Xiangyi felt warm in her heart, and a trace of sorrow flashed through her eyes.

She loved such a husband dearly.

"Husband, if you could trade your life for mine, would you be willing?" Wu Xiangyi chuckled and said casually.

"I would." Lin Chao laughed loudly.

"What about me?" Zhao Ran asked from the side.

"Naturally, I would."

"Husband, but you only have one life; you have already traded it for Xiangyi's, how can you trade it for mine?"

"I have many lives." Lin Chao's voice was calm.

If one only had a single life, Lin Chao would also be unable to determine what he would do.

Without it actually happening, all assumptions are false.

Now, his death is not a true death, so naturally, he would not fear trading his life for another's.

A trace of warmth flashed through the hearts of Zhao Ran and Wu Xiangyi.

Naturally, they would not truly let their husband trade his fate for theirs.

It was just that they wanted to hear some sweet words one last time and satisfy themselves.

Her limit, and that of Zhao Ran, was almost reached.

Thus, they decided to face death together to fulfill their husband.

Otherwise, if the two were separated, an accident might occur.

Tonight is that day of the limit.

"Husband... I want..."

A blush appeared on Wu Xiangyi's face, making her even more charming and moving.

Beside her, the thin gauze on Zhao Ran's body slipped off; she did not speak, but her actions proved everything, a trace of coquettishness appearing on her cold, frost-like face as she kissed him directly.

A night of madness.

Seeming to know it was a farewell, the three were all very passionate and wild.

At this moment, a thin mist slowly rose in the room.

Seeing this layer of mist, a flash of sorrow appeared in the eyes of Wu Xiangyi and Zhao Ran.

A tear of passion slid down.

But, in the next second, the consciousness of the two faded away.

Human emotions are complex.

If two people are in love, they will be passionately in love at first, having nothing they cannot say, but as time passes, perhaps it will fade, and the passion will be gone.

However, once a deadline is added to this time, then perhaps it will become different.

Some researchers say that love is merely the secretion of dopamine.

But others say that if love is only the secretion of dopamine, then that must be the tragedy of love.

At this time, Lin Chao opened his eyes and looked at the two sleeping women.

A trace of firm expression appeared in his eyes.

"Zhao Ran... Xiangyi..."

His hand caressed their lower abdomens.

A ray of light flickered.

A trace of a complex expression flashed in Lin Chao's eyes.

"Cough..."

Lin Chao coughed up fresh blood, and an abnormal expression flashed across his face.

He looked at the two, his expression gentle and complex.

"The time I have left is not much... cough..."

Lin Chao dressed the two and walked out of the Palace.

Having implanted the Immortal Corpse Bone, he felt an ominous aura permeating his body.

Possessing the No-Refusal Dao Heart, he originally would not have feared this aura at all.

However, at this moment, he was trading his life for theirs, which meant accepting the Immortal Corpse Bone and the strangeness contaminated within it entirely.

It was equivalent to abandoning his defenses.

At this moment, this aura was permeating his body, and Lin Chao's body was already in a very bad state.

This state was equivalent to the Immortal Corpse Bone in both Wu Xiangyi and Zhao Ran erupting at once.

With his strength, he could not sustain it.

Lin Chao walked in the Imperial Garden, feeling his body growing somewhat cold.

At this time, a beautiful woman happened to walk by from the opposite direction; seeing Lin Chao, a flash of joy appeared in her eyes: "This concubine greets the Emperor."

"Mm." Lin Chao nodded.

This woman was named Wu Wendi, one of the concubines in the inner palace, and her older brother was Lin Chao's former friend Wu Xu.

"Your Majesty, Zhaoer was still talking about missing his father yesterday." Wu Wendi revealed a trace of anticipation in her words.

"I know." Lin Chao replied calmly and disappeared from Wu Wendi's field of vision.

Wu Wendi looked at Lin Chao's back, then looked at the Palace not far away, a trace of envy flashing in her eyes.

With three thousand beauties in the inner palace, the Martial Emperor favored only the Empress and the Noble Consort; other women seemed not to enter his eyes.

Wu Wendi let out a long sigh.

The clear breeze does not know how to read, why bother flipping through books.

Was she too greedy?

Lin Chao left the Imperial Palace, his figure landing in a courtyard.

"Mu'er, you've come!"

Seeing Lin Chao, an excited expression appeared on Qi Pinggui's face.

Hearing the sound, Zhao Cuiyun also ran out.

"Father, Mother." Lin Chao looked at the two, his heart feeling warm.

Ever since the destruction of Yan, he had not deliberately done anything for the sake of a score, but instead let things take their natural course.

The three exchanged a few pleasantries.

After Lin Chao ascended the throne as emperor, Qi Pinggui was unwilling to enter the palace and continued to manage the Ping'an Escort Agency himself.

The puppets created by Lin Chao also vanished from the public eye, all of them returning to the Ping'an Escort Agency.

The Brocade Guards also completely merged into the Ping'an Escort Agency.

"You are busy with state affairs, how do you have time to come here?" Qi Pinggui asked suddenly, a trace of confusion on his face.

"Father, how is your cultivation of the Everlasting Art coming along?" Lin Chao inquired.

"Quite well." Qi Pinggui gave a mysterious smile, "The current me..."

With a wave of his hand, a bowl of piping hot soy milk suddenly appeared in his hand.

This soy milk was from the breakfast shop in the west of the city.

(End of this chapter)