Evergreen Immortal.

Chapter 803 Soul Transfer and Dream Change
The capital of the Great Yu Dynasty was draped in white.

In the 476th year of the Yuanfeng era, Grand Secretary Zhang Shi, after a lifetime of hard work, died of illness at home.

This highly accomplished Grand Secretary is destined to leave a significant mark on the history of Dayu.

According to historians, Zhang Shijun and his ministers worked together to bring about great reforms, setting an example for future prime ministers. They also wrote that extreme wisdom is bound to bring harm, which is why he became a celestial being and only lived for a short period of five hundred years.

of course.

This is the longest-lived prime minister since the founding of the Great Yu Kingdom.

For this reason, most people mourned, rather than felt much grief or indignation.

According to folk tradition, it was considered a happy funeral.

With the death of Chief Minister Zhang, the Holy Emperor of Yu lost a close confidant and was deeply grieved.

An imperial edict was issued granting a three-day amnesty, and even the morning court session, which had been held for three hundred years without interruption, was suspended for three days.

Everyone assumed it was a deep bond between the ruler and his subject.

"Your Majesty, your health is of utmost importance. Please do not grieve too much."

Outside the palace.

An old eunuch was pacing anxiously in circles.

This eunuch's surname is not Zheng.

Eunuch Zheng died sixty years ago.

He, who used to be a little eunuch following behind Eunuch Zheng, naturally became an old eunuch.

The old eunuch was sweating profusely with anxiety.

Suddenly, I heard footsteps.

Turned his head.

Then two middle-aged men appeared in front of the palace.

Upon seeing the two men, the old eunuch's eyes lit up with joy: "Lord Liang, Prince Yuan, you've finally arrived. Only the two of you can comfort His Majesty in the Great Yu Dynasty. This old servant has been waiting for you two for so long."

The two people in front of me.

It was Grand Secretary Liang He and Prince Yuan An of Qi.

These two were disciples of Li Rui, the patriarch of the Yu Kingdom, and thus held extremely high positions within the kingdom.

After the passing of the older generation, including Gu Changsheng, Yuan Dingting, and Li Rui, the Emperor's closest confidants, besides Chief Minister Zhang, were Li Rui's three disciples left behind in Yu Kingdom.

"Gentlemen, please follow me into the hall immediately."

"it is good."

Liang He nodded.

He is no longer the young disciple guarding the library in Qinghe. As one of the top ten most powerful figures in the Yu Kingdom, he has naturally cultivated an air of authority and dignity.

"Let's go, junior brother."

Liang He said to Yuan An beside him.

Yuan An was the most talented among his fellow disciples. After becoming a prince, he devoted himself to cultivation and last year he even achieved the status of a celestial being, attaining a transcendent position.

The two immediately followed the old eunuch into the palace.

It was daytime.

The palace, which should have been bright, appeared rather dim, with a figure in a bright yellow robe standing with his back to the two of them.

"Xiao Anzi, you may step back now."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

Eunuch An respectfully withdrew.

The palace gates slammed shut with a loud bang before the Holy Emperor of Yu turned around.

Seeing the Holy Emperor's appearance.

Liang He and Yuan An were both taken aback.

The Emperor's face showed no trace of sorrow, only solemnity.

Having held power for many years, Liang He was quick to guess that the death of Chief Minister Zhang was not as simple as he had imagined.

"His Majesty."

Liang He was about to speak.

The Holy Emperor waved his hand, interrupting Liang He, and then led the two into the secret chamber of the palace, eventually arriving at the Nine Dragons Sealing Heaven Formation deep underground.

Seeing the Emperor's caution.

Liang He and Yuan An exchanged a glance.

Everyone understands that there is likely a major secret behind the death of Chief Minister Zhang.

The Holy Emperor activated the great formation and waited until it was complete before speaking: "Before his death, Zilu told me that he dreamed every night that he ascended to immortality and became an immortal who shone as brightly as the sun and moon. As a result, Zilu often read the Daoist scriptures."

Liang He and Yuan An looked surprised. But then, the Holy Emperor changed the subject:
"Ke Zilu once said that he had lived an upright life with a clear conscience, so he never dreamed and would fall asleep as soon as he entered the bed."

"Moreover, Zilu never thought of ascending to immortality, and he never even turned to the Taoist scriptures in his life."

"The last time he came to me, it was to tell me that his consciousness might be being controlled by some being."

Hear the words.

Both Liang He and Yuan An felt a chill run down their spines.

Using dreams as a medium to subtly and gradually change people's hearts—this is a skill that perhaps only a Daoist master could achieve.

Obviously.

You Daojun has set his sights on the Great Yu.

Although it is said that excessive intelligence can be harmful, Zhang, the chief minister, had a life of hard work and too many distracting thoughts, and his lifespan was not long to begin with, but he did not end up dying of illness on his bed.

Someone is plotting against us!

The Holy Emperor sighed softly: "This matter involves Daojun. Only by informing Changqing and having Baiyujing take action can we have a chance to resolve it."

"Of all the people in the entire Yu Kingdom, I only trust you."

Liang He took a deep breath and then nodded emphatically: "Liang He will do his best."

He had actually noticed something was wrong a long time ago.

Therefore, when Liu Tong entered the palace this time, he did not go into the city, but instead stayed 800 miles away with a group of experts from Chunfeng Hall to provide support.

Even so, it was still completely unexpected.

It was actually Daojun who made a move.

At that level, no matter how many troops you have, it's useless.

Below the True Lord, all are mortals.

In the eyes of the Dao Lord, the True Lord is nothing more than a slightly larger mortal.

The Holy Emperor knew that even as a Dao Lord, he couldn't keep an eye on a mere Celestial Realm cultivator all the time. That's why he pretended to be concerned and attracted Li Rui's two disciples, intending to deliver the message to Baiyujing.

Liang He did not go to find his junior brother Liu Tong immediately.

A full month has passed.

Taking advantage of the emperor's decree ordering him to travel south for inspection, the news was passed on to Liu Tong.

After that.

A full year passed before Liu Tong finally received Wang Zhao, who had come down from Changqing Peak to visit his relatives.

"Entering a dream to alter one's soul?"

Beneath the Immortal Tree.

Zhuge Ming narrowed his eyes slightly.

Li Rui stood obediently to one side.

Just yesterday, Wang Zhao returned from the foot of the mountain and told him about the news from Dayu.

There was no magical trick involved.

That is a Dao Lord. Any means or schemes will be in vain. The most correct course of action is naturally to invite the Dao Lord as well.

So he immediately set off for Mirror Lake and told Zhuge Ming everything.

He slowly uttered three words:
[Illusory Yet Real]

"It must have been that old bastard Nightmare God who made the move."

The Dao fruits in the world are ever-changing, and among them are extremely strange beings, such as the Suspended Mirror Dao Lord of the Three Pure Ones Sect and the Nightmare God Dao Lord of the Intercepting Dao Sect.

【Illusory as Real】 means using the Tao to enter a dream, subtly influencing a person's state of mind within the dream.

Subsequently, his memories became confused, and he even turned his dreams into reality.

In the end, he was completely controlled by the Nightmare God Daoist.

"Zhang Shizhi's state of mind is not bad, but he is only at the Celestial Realm. He actually managed to awaken in the hands of that old guy, Nightmare God."

Li Rui felt a chill run down his spine.

Daojun's methods are truly unfathomable. If it weren't for Chief Minister Zhang's own awakening, the entire Yu Kingdom's imperial palace might have been changed by that Nightmare God Daojun.

The rear of Baiyujing is likely to fall.

A murderous glint flashed in Zhuge Ming's eyes.

"The Jiedao Sect is trying to destroy my Baiyujing!"

How could a second-rate immortal dynasty possibly be worth the effort of a Dao Lord?

Even with Li Rui included, it wouldn't be enough.

He knew very well that the Nightmare God Dao Lord was not dealing with a mere Yu Kingdom, but with Bai Yujing.

(End of this chapter)