As an official, what's wrong with raising a few monsters?

Chapter 53: The Devil Star

Chapter 53: The Devil Star
Night, the palace,

"Humph!"

In the deep and secluded palace, in the magnificent and spacious room, firelight danced, and rows of candles formed a huge circle.

The middle of the circle was empty, with unknown runes painted on the ground with cinnabar. A man in a yellow robe sat quietly in the middle, with his head lowered, as if he were dead.

The room was very quiet.

Therefore, the cold snort, which was not loud at all, was also particularly obvious.

The man slowly raised his head, and the candlelight illuminated half of his face.

He had a face like a sun-shaped dragon, with deep eye sockets and a gloomy expression, and it was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.

He sat there quietly, exuding an aura of majesty without even being angry, as if one would lose all courage if they looked into his eyes.

"National Division."

He raised his hand, looked at the silver hair lying in his palm, and called out softly, his voice low and hoarse: "You said I could live forever!"

"You said my dynasty would last forever!"

He threw the silver hair into the candle beside him, and it disappeared in a puff of smoke.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, looked in one direction, and asked calmly, "Now, tell me, where is my immortality? Where is Qian Yuan's eternal immortality?!"

"thump!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a shadow appeared out of the darkness.

With a thud, he fell to his knees on the ground.

An old man in a black robe knelt on the ground.

He was a little hunchbacked, his hair and beard were all gray, his eyelids were very long, and his face was covered with acne.

At this moment, he lowered his head, not daring to face the emperor who sat in the center and looked at him coldly: "Your Majesty, please be at ease. I have studied the art of grafting and transferring lives for over eighty years, and there is absolutely no mistake!"

"As long as you follow my instructions, I will ensure that you will be healthy and live a long life.

"As for the difficulties of the dynasty..."

He wiped the sweat from the side of his face and knelt with his head lowered. "Last night, I observed the celestial phenomena and discovered that a demon star descended upon our Great Qian. Divine light enveloped us, and dragons and tigers protected us. Immortals wielded bows and shot northward. Purple air rose, and the world was at peace."

"Your Majesty, rest assured. Heaven will send down immortal gods to protect our Great Qian, just like the military god did seventy years ago."

"I, Daqian, will also be immortal."

The old man in black robe racked his brains and blurted out everything he could think of.

"Oh?"

Xiao Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at the imperial teacher quietly.

People change.

As time passed, the imperial teacher seemed to have grown old and was no longer as high-spirited as when we first met.

I still remember the first time we met,
"I came into the world to bring Your Majesty a smooth and prosperous path. I wish you immortality, and I wish Daqian eternal immortality!"

And now?

Who is this ugly, timid, cowardly... flatterer?

He is a far cry from the arrogant and confident immortal he once was.

The time is horrible.

"Then tell me, who are these demon star immortals who saved Qian Yuan?"

Yaoxing doesn't sound like a savior.

"This……"

The kneeling old man paused.

"Your Majesty, the astrology I learned is merely a form of esoteric arithmetic, and physiognomy is based on empirical divination. They are all deductive techniques. No one can predict what will happen in the future; they can only approximate."

"The secret of heaven cannot be revealed. I must keep it to myself. As for who that demon star immortal is, I don't know."

"Do your best and leave the rest to fate. Your Majesty, you only need to work hard to govern Daqian. When the time is right, the right people will come to your side."

"To realize the hegemony of a dynasty, strategy and weapons are always needed."

He knelt on the ground, his voice a little stiff.

"Master... that's not what you told me thirty years ago!" Xiao Yu looked at him calmly, his eyes lowered. "What if I insist on knowing?"

He is the dragon of this country, he is the highest ruler of this country and the person with the most respected status.

There was no trace of anger on Xiao Yu's face, and his voice was as steady as ever.

But for no reason, it made the old man below so shocked that he couldn't help but lower his head even lower.

"This……"

How could he know this?

Accompanying you is like accompanying a tiger.

Xiao Yu said calmly, "Doesn't the Imperial Master feel that he has been fooling me for three or four years with the same words?"

The old man shuddered and said, "No... No, I dare not!"

A rootless wind blew gently, causing the candle flames in the room to sway gently.

Xiao Yu sat upright, looked at him with interest and asked, "I am a little curious now."

"Has the Imperial Master's power improved over the past eighty years of arduous cultivation? Will he one day ascend to heaven and leave me?"

The old man hurriedly shook his head and said, "No! I dare not. With my humble cultivation, how dare I claim to become an immortal?"

"I remember when we first met, the Imperial Master performed for me the art of reconstructing severed limbs and the art of ripping out one's heart for immortality! I'm kind of eager to see it again. I wonder if the Imperial Master can still do it now?"

Xiao Yu's calm words sounded like thunder to the old man's ears.

At some point, several tall figures appeared on both sides of the old man.

"No...no...Your Majesty, I haven't practiced for over thirty years..."

The old man's eyes suddenly widened, his face was full of panic, and he kept shaking his head.

However, the masked guards around him were not moved at all. They just held his arms and lifted the old man up.

"His Majesty!"

The old man was so horrified that he could only look at the monarch with pleading eyes.

How can we regenerate severed limbs and give birth to our hearts?
He shouted and looked at Xiao Yu with pleading eyes.

"Forget it~ Since the Imperial Master doesn't want to, then forget it."

There was still some affection between them after several decades, so a few warnings would be enough. Seeing that it was about to exceed the tolerance of the Imperial Master, Xiao Yu casually waved his hand, signaling the guards to let the old man go.

"Thank... Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The old man fell to the ground, but still knelt respectfully and spoke in a somewhat embarrassed manner.

Xiao Yu lowered his eyes and smiled, "Master, you've worked too hard. Go down and have a good rest. I'll send a few people to take care of you. Don't travel far these days."

The Imperial Master shuddered when he heard this, but nodded dryly, "Yes!"

The imperial teacher left in embarrassment.

The room returned to calm.

Xiao Yu lowered his head and looked at his palm quietly.

It's another year of imperial examinations.

How many years has passed?

How old is he?
He hasn't attended court for some time.

He murmured softly: "Demon Star, Immortal God..."

The Imperial Master is no longer useful.

Who can give him immortality?
Who can help Qian Yuan survive this catastrophe and achieve eternal immortality?
And he... can be the emperor forever.

He didn't know whether he could believe what the national teacher said, but he had to choose to believe it, and he had no choice but to believe it.

If there really is a demon star or immortal who can save the world, then... they will only appear in this imperial examination.