She is devoted to cultivating immortality

Chapter 4 Regret
"What did you say!?"

There was a look of confusion in Emperor Qian's eyes.

The news came so suddenly that he didn't even know how to react.

"Your Majesty, he must be an immortal without a doubt."

Several imperial guards also gritted their teeth and spoke.

"All 47 prisoners were beheaded. Everything went smoothly."

"But there was a beautiful woman who survived the beheading. She broke free from the ropes and got her own head back."

"This scene is very similar to the legendary technique of rebirth after severed head... If you are not an immortal, how can you have such a strange technique?"

At the end of the conversation, the voices of several people became lower and lower, as if there were thorns in their backs, and they could only feel a heavy pressure crushing them.

It turned out that as they continued to narrate, Emperor Qian's gaze became increasingly cold, and a chilling murderous intent appeared in his bloodshot eyes.

"How dare you lie to me!?"

Obviously, he didn't believe it at all.

Seeking immortality is naturally what he has been doing.

But more than ten years of failure have made him despair.

As the supreme being in the world, he even began to doubt whether immortals existed? If they did exist, why were there many people in this world who had seen immortals, but he alone could not?

Now the constant killing is more like a way of venting and revenge.

If the Taoist immortals do not grant me immortality, then I will kill all of your descendants!
Emperors in their old age are the most cruel.

Just like an old lion, it still shows its claws more fiercely than when it was young to intimidate the world.

But now, almost in despair, what did he hear?
Did the immortal really appear?
How could he believe this so easily?

Even the eunuchs present looked at everyone in disbelief.

They obviously didn't believe it either.

A few years ago, many people sought out "true immortals" in order to gain favor, but in the end they were all proved to be people with undeserved reputations. In the end, all of them were implicated, exiled, or killed.

Nowadays, no one dares to "offer immortality" anymore.

How dare a mere minor official and a few imperial guards commit such a serious crime?
"Your Majesty, everything we say is true, and there is no falsehood!"

The executioner bowed hastily, his head hitting the ground with a heavy thud, his voice urgent and sincere.

"There are witnesses to this matter!"

"The executioner who carried out the execution was the witness. He witnessed the whole incident with his own eyes and also talked with the immortal."

"The people of the city are also witnesses. When the immortal performed his magic, many people were at the scene... There is absolutely no falsehood in this matter. Your Majesty will know once you investigate!"

Several imperial guards also cried out for injustice; their words were convincing and did not sound like lies.

Emperor Qian's expression wavered.

The coldness in his eyes grew more intense, but within that coldness, there emerged a glimmer of ardent hope.

Could it be that an immortal really has descended?

How dare these people lie to him?

How dare you tell such a lie that will be exposed with just one poke?

He winked immediately.

Immediately, a eunuch came out of the palace to investigate.

He came back so quickly that it seemed as if he had just run back from the palace.

The eunuch knelt on the ground and said in disbelief.

"What they said is indeed true. People all over the city are talking about it, and many people claim to have seen it with their own eyes!"

Hiss!
Emperor Qian took a breath of cold air.

Then, his breathing became heavier.

His old cheeks flushed red, and he asked with a trembling voice as if he was pinching his throat.

"There really is an immortal... Where is she? When can I see her?"

Several people fell into silence.

This gave Emperor Qian a feeling of uneasiness.

The executioner was extremely nervous, but at this moment, he had to answer truthfully even if his teeth were broken.

"Your Majesty, the immortal took back the head and left..."

what! ?

Emperor Qian could no longer hold it in, he stood up suddenly, kicked the table in front of him away, and said with gritted teeth.

"You all know that I have been seeking immortality for more than ten years, but I have never seen any trace of an immortal. Now that the immortal is in front of me, you actually did not keep her..."

"Could it be that you are all traitors who do not want me to live forever?" "Do you really think that my sword and axe are useless?"

Emperor Qian had never been so furious. At this moment, he had even begun looking for his imperial sword.

He was so filled with murderous intent that he was no longer willing to let others do the job for him. He even wanted to swing his sword and kill these idiots himself!

That was the immortal he had been looking for so hard, but he just let him run away!
This crime should kill all nine generations of the clan!
The emperor's wrath laid down millions of corpses and bled thousands of miles.

How could they bear such murderous intent?
Several imperial guards had already laid on the ground, their teeth chattering, and the executioner could only speak in a sporadic voice.

"The Immortal is leaving. We can't stop him. Before we can make a move, the Immortal has already disappeared..."

Here, he told a little lie.

Xie Lian left in front of them. As for them, they did not try to stop him. They were all so shocked at the time that no one dared to take action.

But it certainly couldn't be reported like this, so the executioner changed his words slightly.

But because he felt guilty, he immediately tried to make up for it after saying this.

"But when the immortal left, he left a message..."

Emperor Qian’s blood-red eyes widened.

"Say!"

The executioner swallowed.

"The Immortal, the Immortal said that she came to Fengdu because she had a destiny with Your Majesty... But, Your Majesty has already cut off this destiny with his own knife... The Immortal also said that once the destiny is destroyed, the destiny is gone... Since the Emperor has cut off the destiny with his own knife, why bother to force a meeting?"

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qian became even angrier.

"Nonsense, I have never met her, how could I have ever cut off our relationship with her? I..."

As he was talking, his face suddenly turned pale and he realized something.

"I understand, I understand..."

After all, he was once an emperor of great talent and strategy, and he did have a certain amount of wisdom.

He immediately realized what the "knife" Xie Lian was talking about was.

In other words, when the immortal came before him, he was pushed to the vegetable market and his head was cut off with one knife.

This knife naturally did not hurt the immortal, but in fact it had severed the fate of the two parties.

In an instant, Emperor Qian felt mixed emotions. He sat down dejectedly, his head buzzing and his gray beard trembling constantly. Nothing was more devastating than when hope came and then was shattered.

He just felt that he had never felt so lost in his life.

"How can I be blamed for this? Since she possesses magical powers, why didn't she show them earlier? Why..."

After a long while, he muttered to himself, as if he was defending something, but there was still more emptiness.

At this moment, he seemed to have aged ten years.

No one dared to speak.

The Golden Palace fell into absolute silence.

"I understand. The immortal is dissatisfied with my killing of innocent people..."

Finally, Emperor Qian seemed to have figured something out, and said after a sad smile.

"Could this be the immortal's revenge? Ha, ha, ha, ha..."

He felt like God was playing a joke on him.

So close to getting it, and then losing it forever.

"Your Majesty, fate can be broken or continued, everything depends on human effort... If Your Majesty is truly sincere, there may be a chance of a turnaround."

When Emperor Qian was most lonely, the executioner might have had a sudden inspiration and actually mustered up the courage to say something to comfort him.

But this sentence just worked.

It was like a drowning person finding a life-saving straw.

"Yes, maybe there is still hope!"

Emperor Qian woke up as if from a dream, and quickly stood up and said.

"Immediately dispatch the Imperial Guards, the Infantry Yamen, and the black-clad messengers... and send orders to the Yamen in all places to search for the immortal at all costs!"

"Also, prepare the four treasures of the study for me. I will immediately write an edict of apology and have it spread to the whole country as quickly as possible."

"Also, for those Taoists who were killed, find their families and provide them with compensation. For those who have no family, give them a lavish burial."

"Oh, right, immediately release the Taoists who were pushed out of the palace gates. Don't hurt them at all..."

"besides……"

Everyone present was dumbfounded at this moment. They had never seen Emperor Qian so helpless.

It's like a child who has made a mistake and wants to make up for it at all costs.

(End of this chapter)