[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr":3,"chapter-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-678":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Simultaneously Transmigrated: I Forge the Dao Across Multiverses",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2346116,4584,"Chapter 678: The True Sovereign of All Under Heaven! The Emperor","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-678",678,"\u003Cp>Burning incense and kneeling on the ground, the former dynasty’s civil and military nobles did not wait long before they saw Luo Fu’s procession, vast and imposing, crossing the city gates and entering Jingcheng.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Accompanied by the rhythmic clatter of hooves and footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One by one, the former dynasty’s civil and military nobles bowed their heads to the ground, shouting aloud words of submission; along both sides of the road, rows of yellow paper were pasted, inscribed with phrases like “Long Live King Zhao, Long Live, Long Long Live.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luo Fu sat upright in the imperial carriage, traveling along the imperial avenue straight to the imperial palace.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Undoubtedly, whether Luo Fu himself, the civil and military officers of the Luo Tian Army, or the former dynasty’s nobles kneeling before him in submission, all clearly understood that although Luo Fu had not yet formally ascended the throne as emperor, he was already, in the truest sense, the master of all under heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the imperial carriage passed the Jia family crowd, Luo Fu cast a thoughtful glance in their direction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chief eunuch accompanying the carriage at all times wore a knowing smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the first prominent eunuch of the new dynasty, and indeed, when Luo Fu finally ascends the throne, this man—once a destitute youth from Jiangnan with no place to stand, forced to sell himself into the Nanjing palace as a eunuch—would instantly rise to become the highest-ranking figure within the inner court.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Know this: in any dynasty, the emperor’s trusted eunuchs were positions countless others fought desperately to seize.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though histories often belittle eunuchs, the emperor’s personal eunuchs were still reverently addressed as “Inner Chancellor” by civil and military officials alike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The former dynasty’s system resembled the Ming, and though eunuchs never monopolized power, those within the inner palace still wielded considerable authority.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Luo Fu’s seemingly casual glance instantly decided the chief eunuch’s course of action.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Nanjing, he had frequently conversed with the castrated Jia Lian, and thus knew well the grudges between Luo Fu, the new dynasty’s founding lord, and the Jia household.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having accompanied Luo Fu ever since his entry into the Nanjing palace, he knew Luo Fu harbored special intentions toward the Jia women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though he himself had been castrated and sold into the palace as a child, he understood Luo Fu’s burning desire for vengeance against the Jia family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Luo Tian Army now fully controlled Jingcheng; the Beiqing capital garrison had been annihilated in the prior Yangzhou battle, and the hastily assembled city defenders were nothing but rabble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since the Luo Tian Army’s entry into the city, they had become prisoners, under constant guard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>During the Luo Tian Army’s enforcement of order, many unruly elements in Jingcheng were executed, striking terror into the rest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under these conditions, not a single person dared to confront Luo Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the entire city welcomed Luo Fu’s arrival—as if Beiqing’s fall was heaven’s decree.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, not everyone harbored no resentment toward Luo Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet even those wishing to remain loyal to Beiqing found few willing to step forward at this moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing up on Luo Fu’s path to the imperial palace and delivering a fiery speech might earn one a place in history, but both the Luo Tian Army and the former dynasty’s officials eager to serve the new regime were all on guard against such a move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those stubborn loyalists of the old dynasty could die if they wished—but they must not drag others down with them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Who knew if such a fool appeared, it might alter Luo Fu’s perception of these former civil and military nobles?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In times of dynastic change, even the smallest misstep could be magnified infinitely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Luo Fu’s carriage entered the imperial palace without incident,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>People on the streets gradually removed their incense altars and returned home.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside Rongxi Hall of Rongguo Mansion,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu, Lady Wang, Lady Xing, and others waited anxiously, unsure how long they had been sitting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they finally saw the Jia family members return,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu rushed out of Rongxi Hall herself, supported by her senior maid Yuanyang, to meet Jia Jing, Jia She, and others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“How was it? Did the Zhao Prince enter the city smoothly?” Jia Mu asked eagerly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia She nodded grimly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jing let out a long breath and said, “The Zhao Prince is truly worthy of founding this new dynasty—his entry into the city was the people’s unanimous wish.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That’s good, Amitabha, that’s good,” Jia Mu beamed. “So then, my Yu’er, Yuan’er, Second Girl, and Third Girl, they’ll return to the capital soon?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Grandmother,” said Jia Baoyu, though he too had knelt with incense to welcome Luo Fu, clearly had no grasp of the dynastic shift.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Upon hearing Jia Mu mention Lin Daiyu, Jia Baoyu’s face darkened. “That Zhao Prince is merely a brute—Lin Sister is so pure and virtuous. How could Itachi let Lin Sister…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Jia Baoyu finished speaking, Jia Zheng roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Wretched brat, be silent!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Zheng lunged forward with unprecedented speed, closing the distance in three strides, and delivered two thunderous slaps across Jia Baoyu’s face.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His blows were so fierce, even his own hand went numb.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Baoyu’s cheeks swelled visibly, his lips bleeding—truly terrified by Jia Zheng’s violence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu frowned with pity but said nothing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was no longer the past: Lin Daiyu was now Luo Fu’s principal consort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Once Luo Fu ascends the throne, Lin Daiyu will be empress—the empress of the dynasty’s founding lord, the mother of all under heaven.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Baoyu’s reckless words would not merely endanger himself; the entire Jia household might be annihilated by his careless tongue. Moreover, Jia Mu knew well that the Jia family’s survival now rested entirely on the favor of Lin Daiyu and the other women.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Jia Baoyu’s words tainted their standing in Luo Fu’s eyes, the consequences would be unthinkable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu intended to let it pass, but Jia Jing would never allow it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Qiang’s earlier incident had already plunged him into utter despair; now Rongguo Mansion harbored another explosive threat in Jia Baoyu—if it detonated, the Jia family’s extermination would be too mild a fate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt,” Jia Jing’s face dark as ink said, “Baoyu must never be indulged again. The Zhao Prince has unified the realm and ascended the throne only days ago—his reckless tongue is asking for the Jia clan to be exterminated down to the ninth degree?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu knew Jia Jing spoke truth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But her lifelong indulgence of Jia Baoyu made her unable to bring herself to act.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Jia Baoyu’s puffed cheeks and his eyes pleading with helpless grievance,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her lifelong indulgence won out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu sighed softly. “Baoyu is still young. And we’re still within our own home—no one will spread his words. Even if… even if someone hears them, it’s just childish babble.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Aunt, this concerns the lives of Ningguo and Rongguo, of all eight Jia branches in Jingcheng—what do Itachi mean ‘childish babble’?” Jia Jing would not coddle Jia Mu this time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu’s usual tactic of wielding filial piety over Jia She and Jia Zheng held no power over Jia Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though Jia Mu was indeed Jia Jing’s elder, his paternal aunt,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jia Jing and Ningguo Mansion were the main lineage of the Jia clan; the clan chief’s position had always passed through Ningguo Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Jia Jing withdrew to cultivate the Dao and relinquished his title, he also passed the clan chief’s seat to Jia Zhen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From the clan’s perspective, Ningguo Mansion owed Jia Mu no deference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Jia Mu persisted in her insolence, Jia Jing would not hesitate to turn on her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having ruled Rongguo Mansion as an unchallenged matriarch for so long, Jia Mu was now being publicly rebuked by her own nephew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even she could not hide her fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Jia She, Jia Zheng, and all other Jia clan members who had welcomed Luo Fu now stood firmly beside Jia Jing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Jia Jing was genuinely thinking of the lives of the Jia clan’s hundreds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What Lin Daiyu had endured in the Jia household meant nothing to them; they cared only that she was now the future empress of the new dynasty—and that a notorious troublemaker from the second branch dared speak so recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was he not inviting disaster upon the entire Jia clan?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If these words reached Zhao Prince Luo Fu’s ears, the entire Jia household would be implicated.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extermination of the nine kin might be excessive, but extermination of three clans would still swallow them all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jia family was vast, divided into eight branches in Jingcheng and twelve in Nanjing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Previously, Jia Qiang’s communication with Rongguo Mansion relied entirely on the strength of the Nanjing twelve branches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In times of upheaval and dynastic change, without cooperation between Nanjing’s twelve branches and Jingcheng’s eight, even transmitting news would be nearly impossible.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Extermination of three clans might not reach Nanjing’s twelve branches, but Jingcheng’s eight would be dragged down in droves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps sensing the rare unity among the Jia clan members, Jia Mu, after a stunned pause, said weakly, “Enough. Enough. In this dynastic change, my old words mean nothing. Since Itachi all despise my Baoyu, I’ll simply take him back to Nanjing.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the past, whenever Jia Mu threatened to return to Nanjing,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whether Jia She or Jia Zheng, all would kneel and beg her to change her mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But now, when Jia Mu repeated her threat, only Jia Zheng—perhaps out of habit—kneeled involuntarily.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia She, Jia Jing, and all other Jingcheng Jia members stood coldly silent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As Jia Mu herself said: the dynasty had changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu’s former status as a peerless duchess of the old regime had vanished entirely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, this was a matter of the Jia clan’s survival.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Rongguo Mansion still clung to its old ways, all eight Jingcheng branches would sever ties with it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The new dynasty might not benefit from the old Rongguo Mansion—but if it was condemned, they would all be dragged down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Jingcheng branches might lack other strengths, but they knew well how to avoid disaster when survival was at stake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing her once-unfailing tactic now only worked on Jia Zheng, Jia Mu finally understood:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dynasty had truly changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu no longer dared to provoke. Her voice hollow, she said, “Itachi all despise us, the widow and orphan. Zheng’er, so dutiful, doesn’t want me returning to Nanjing in these chaotic times—then let me and my Baoyu stay in the inner quarters. Will that satisfy Itachi?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jing longed to lock Jia Baoyu away, lest his reckless tongue bring ruin upon the entire Jia clan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he could not force Jia Mu, his aunt, into the Buddhist chamber as well.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glaring angrily at Jia Baoyu, Jia Jing said, “Aunt, times have changed. The Jia clan is no longer the family of two dukes. Baoyu’s reckless tongue will bring disaster upon us all—even if confined to the inner quarters, I beg Itachi to watch him closely.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, all present witnessed how Luo Fu’s entry into Jingcheng had transformed their world as former dynasty nobles.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only Jia Baoyu wore a look of wounded grievance, clutching his swollen face, eyes brimming with silent tears.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Jing was the only one who truly understood the Jia clan’s peril.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After temporarily addressing Jia Baoyu’s issue, he shifted tone: “Aunt, isn’t that flower girl still in the mansion?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “flower girl” was clearly Xi Ren, Jia Baoyu’s maid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the Jia servants who had once tormented Luo Fu, Xi Ren’s brother Hua Zifang, his wife, and the entire Hua family had all been slaughtered by Luo Fu before his departure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Xi Ren, as a maid within the Jia household, had not been purged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Xi Ren had never been among those who mistreated Luo Fu.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The reason Ke Huazifang could connect with Luo Fu’s second uncle was primarily because Huaxiren was Jia Baoyu’s chief maid and held considerable influence in Rongguo Mansion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jia Mu seemed to suddenly remember Huaxiren’s existence. She weakly waved her hand and said, “Forget it, forget it—deal with that girl from the Hu family!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But that’s not fair, Grandma—Xiren…” Jia Baoyu unexpectedly stood up for himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could finish, Jia Zheng roared in anger, once again reducing Jia Baoyu to a cowering quail.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2063,"2026-06-21T01:08:31.665Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","36f3d0bb51888c3d1a56647192f9433cf23c10d2f52afa178e20c1bbee633e21","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-679","simultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-chapter-677",686,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fsimultaneously-transmigrated-i-forge-the-dao-acr-cover.jpg"]