Chapter 20: The Empress's Madness

The Nine Thousand Years Old, dressed in python robes, slowly walked to the center of the Shenwu Hall. Looking at the officials and the somewhat terrified Chu Huang and Empress, his eyes revealed a fierce light.

"Are you trying to split the family? Do you think I'm dead? I tell you, as long as I am here for one day, the Great Chu is still the Great Chu, and you wine-and-meat bags shouldn't think about causing any trouble."

"Who is more majestic? Hehe!"

The Nine Thousand Years Old's voice was cold. He had hand-picked the Chu Huang, and it seemed that now that he was older, he was becoming disobedient.

"If you want to show off your majesty, go to the harem. This Shenwu Hall is for discussing the major affairs of the dynasty, for the benefit of all living beings. Emperor, have you forgotten how I taught you back then? Or is it that your brain has been burned out by illness over these years?" After speaking, the Nine Thousand Years Old paused and looked at the Empress.

"And you, Yang Domain. Don't think you're someone just because you have the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion behind you. The Great Chu world is not yet the turn of the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion to hold up this sky."

After saying all this, the Nine Thousand Years Old returned to Li Xianzhi's side and stood behind him.

"Calling you here today is for no other reason. My honored master, Li Shentong, you must have heard of this name, the King of Equal Rank registered by the Great Chu royal family. Today is to inform you that I want to restore the title for my master. Do you have any objections?"

The Nine Thousand Years Old did not want to talk nonsense with these trash. Including the Chu Huang and Empress, the Nine Thousand Years Old did not take them seriously; if they were disobedient, he would just replace them.

The veins on the Chu Huang's forehead jumped. Although he had long anticipated all this, the Nine Thousand Years Old had humiliated him so unscrupulously that the Chu Huang wished he could immediately pick up a blade and kill the Nine Thousand Years Old, who had raised him like a father and a teacher since he was a child.

The Chu Huang's gaze inadvertently turned to the black-robed old man behind him. However, the black-robed old man seemed to know the Chu Huang's thoughts and was looking at the sky, as if all these things had nothing to do with him.

The old man thought to himself that he was not stupid; just for a moment of anger, he would have to pick up a blade and fight the Nine Thousand Years Old, who was known as the world's number one.

Was he crazy?

"Trash." The Chu Huang cursed the black-robed old man in a low voice because he didn't get the answer he wanted. The black-robed old man seemed not to indulge this somewhat stupid Chu Huang at all and muttered nonchalantly: "If you're not trash, you go up."

The Empress bit her lip lightly, and then seemed to have made some decision. Today she was determined to take the power of the entire dynasty into her own hands. Although the Nine Thousand Years Old was formidable, the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion was not to be trifled with either.

After Yang Yao was killed by the Nine Thousand Years Old, the Empress had made a certain determination. Since the Nine Thousand Years Old could kill her nephew at will, without any regard for her face, then in the Nine Thousand Years Old's heart, how much was she, the Empress, worth? It was hard to say that she and her poor nephew were not insignificant to the Nine Thousand Years Old in some way.

Since that was the case, where did she have any retreat?

The powerhouses of the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion were on their way, and the Empress did not believe that dozens of True God powerhouses would be unable to defeat the Nine Thousand Years Old alone.

As long as the Nine Thousand Years Old was killed, the world would belong to her and the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion.

"Nine Thousand Years Old, although you are the pillar of the dynasty, this dynasty ultimately belongs to the Great Chu royal family. Don't you know that we have to recognize the identity of a stranger you found from nowhere? Besides, even if what you say is true, Senior Li Shentong died for the dynasty a thousand years ago, and his spirit tablet is still in the royal ancestral hall. And this person, who is he?"

The Empress answered the Nine Thousand Years Old's words with an indisputable tone and pointed her hand at Li Xianzhi, who was still sitting calmly in his chair.

The officials were stunned, including those in the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion who were officials in the court. Everyone looked at Empress Yang Domain as if looking at a fool.

The Nine Thousand Years Old himself did not react.

Instead, it was only after Xiao Xuan reminded him that the Nine Thousand Years Old realized that in the Great Chu, there was actually someone who dared to challenge him.

Xiao Xuan whispered mischievously in Li Xianzhi's ear: "Father, it seems Xiao Li Zi also has times when he can't cover things."

Xiao Xuan was small, but that didn't mean his brain didn't work. He was an old guy who had lived for more than a thousand years, but the Xuanwu clan had a long lifespan, so Xiao Xuan had just entered his infancy, and thus, when he changed into a human form, he was a child.

The Nine Thousand Years Old couldn't hold his face. He had thought that this time he could smoothly handle this trivial matter for his master, but he didn't expect to be slapped in the face so nakedly.

The Nine Thousand Years Old's face turned green and white.

"Yang Domain, you are looking for death. You are questioning what I said, do you not want to live? Or is it that the Qing Lian Immortal Mansion does not want to exist?" The Nine Thousand Years Old called the Empress by her name, looking like he was truly angry.

The Empress was not afraid at all. Now, except for the Prime Minister, most of the officials were controlled by her, and she did not believe that the Nine Thousand Years Old would kill her on the spot.

Facts proved that she guessed right.

According to the Nine Thousand Years Old's straightforward nature, if it were in the past, he would have attacked her long ago, or at the very least, he would not be like he was now, looking exactly like a shrew who had lost an argument.

A eunuch is a eunuch.

The Empress felt some disdain in her heart.

In fact, she didn't know that the reason the Nine Thousand Years Old didn't attack was because Li Xianzhi had secretly instructed him. The reason Li Xianzhi came in person today was not for the title of King of Equal Rank. It was to see how many waves were hidden under the calm surface of the Great Chu.

To figure out some things, Li Xianzhi had to peel the cocoon and pull off the veils layer by layer.

Li Xianzhi watched the confrontation in the Shenwu Hall and gained quite a lot.

For example, the old man behind the Chu Huang.

For example, the mysterious opportunity on Prime Minister Ye Yingxing.

And for example, that strange light spot deep in the Empress's soul.

The good show was yet to come, and Li Xianzhi did not want to overturn the table with force so quickly, as this would not only startle the snake but also cause him to make wrong judgments due to a lack of information.

Li Xianzhi, who had lived for countless eras, no longer had much to care about. It was just that for countless eras, there had been a piece of pure land in his heart, which even billions of years of time could not erase.

That was Li Xianzhi's true hometown, and he wanted to go back and see it.

Unraveling all the mysteries, anchoring the initial location of the Ren Zu Ci along the long river of time, and going back to take a look—even if it was just one look, Li Xianzhi would feel very satisfied.

The Empress was still clamoring, seemingly not caring at all.

More importantly, outside the Shenwu Hall, a cyan rainbow appeared, carrying boundless pressure, heading toward the imperial palace.

Deep in the Empress's eyes, two green cyan flame lotus flowers flickered. The Empress felt that she had never been as firm as she was today. ===== CHAPTER 21 =====