Chapter 148

Worshipping the Great Dragon Leader is worshipping the Great Dragon Leader.

The Longevity Art—who wouldn't want it?

But the problem is, can you get it just because you want it?

If that were really the case,

there'd be no need to say more—I would have already taken action long ago!

Why bother sighing and lamenting here?

"That may not be true."

Night Emperor gave a faint smile.

Zhu Houzhao heard this and suddenly raised his head.

His bright, spirited gaze fixed intently on him.

Even his breathing couldn't help but quicken.

He didn't make him wait long.

Night Emperor deliberated for two breaths, organizing his words.

Under his face full of hope gaze, he slowly began to speak.

"The fact that you can see reality clearly and resist the temptation of longevity doesn't mean others can too!"

"If I'm not mistaken, Qing Huang and Song Huang won't just sit by and watch such a heaven-defying fortune slip away before their eyes!"

"Moreover, not only them—even the people of the Nine Provinces would absolutely not let go of this slim chance!"

"So, as long as you cooperate with Qing Huang and Song Huang, you still have a tiny chance!"

"Most importantly, even if you ultimately fail, at worst, with the three of you supporting each other, they won't act rashly."

Once these words were spoken,

Zhu Houzhao's whole body trembled.

Then his face lit up with great joy.

The eyes that had still been somewhat dim moments ago

instantly became bright!

His entire body also trembled slightly from excitement!

"Many thanks, Imperial Uncle. Your nephew knows what to do now!"

He respectfully performed a bow.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't bear to stay a moment longer.

He turned and left in haste.

Watching his impatient appearance,

Night Emperor chuckled helplessly and shook his head.

He raised his eyes to glance at the Heavenly Dao Golden List.

A hint of profound meaning flashed across his face.

…………

At the same time.

Sharing the same thoughts as Zhao Ji and Zhu Houzhao, Kangxi

was at this moment excitedly writing something in the imperial study.

His face appeared somewhat flushed from excessive excitement.

Not long after,

as the writing concluded,

Kangxi reached out, picked up the imperial seal beside him, and stamped it heavily onto two notes.

Then, in a solemn tone, he spoke.

"Someone, deliver these two notes to Great Song and Great Ming at once!"

"If anything goes wrong, I will absolutely not spare you!!"

"This servant obeys!"

Suddenly,

two black shadows appeared before Kangxi.

They respectfully received the notes with both hands.

With a whoosh,

the two vanished.

As if they had never appeared at all.

…………

Dali, Imperial Palace.

"Hiss!!!"

"My Dali actually possesses such an immortal treasure land?!"

"Why, why have I never heard of this!!"

Duan Zhengming sucked in a cold breath.

His face showed both shock and joy.

What shocked him was

that such a place worthy of being called a divine immortal fortune

As the Emperor of Dali himself, he had been completely in the dark!

All of it.

If not for the exposure by the Heavenly Dao Golden List,

he feared he would still be kept in the dark to this very day.

This truly made it rather hard for his old face to save face!

What delighted him was—

Although his own small nation could no longer obtain the Longevity Art,

the Immortal Spring and the scriptures within the Bulao Changchun Valley—now that was another story entirely!

After all,

compared to the other eight great imperial dynasties,

this place was right on his own turf.

With this time difference that spared him a long journey,

he just might get his hands on the Immortal Spring and the scriptures one step ahead of the great dynasties and the many other powers!

Even—

Dali might, by Jieciji Society, rise to become the tenth great imperial dynasty!!

How could this not fill him with wild joy?

How could it not thrill him?!

At this very thought,

Duan Zhengming opened his mouth, about to summon his subordinates.

But before he could even get the words out,

a figure strode quickly in through the door.

Seeing who had come, Duan Zhengming's expression froze for a beat.

"Master Kurong, you… how did you come?"

"Could it be… also for the Immortal Spring and the scriptures?!"

As he spoke,

a trace of a smile appeared on his face.

But only for an instant—

upon hearing Master Kurong's purpose for coming,

the smile froze solid on his face.