Longevity, starting from traveling and telling stories

Chapter 217 Conferred God Platform

Without hesitation, Ye Beixuan pointed a finger at Qin Ruoxi's sensitive spot. The touch of his fingertip sent a soft sensation through her, instantly rushing into her brain.

"Ouch!" Qin Ruoxi woke up in pain. The towering pillar of light shattered and dissipated. She looked around blankly.

She was cultivating idly when she suddenly fell asleep and had a strange dream. In her dream, she killed countless people. When she looked up, her pupils contracted sharply. Wasn't this the execution platform where she killed people in her dream?
"Are you alright?" Ye Beixuan's gentle voice interrupted Qin Ruoxi's thoughts.

"Ah! It's nothing." Qin Ruoxi said shyly, rubbing the spot that had been touched and feeling a little sore.

Looking at her shy appearance, Ye Beixuan was certain that she was alright.

That was close! The suction suddenly disappeared, and he quickly withdrew his hand. The violent aura on the platform stopped spreading and instead gathered back towards it. This platform was truly bizarre.

Just then, several beams of light flashed and arrived, revealing many people from the immortal abode.

A strange phenomenon had just occurred, and everyone was filled with fear, unable to move due to the oppressive force emanating from their souls.

"Mr. Ye, Miss Qin? What just happened?" Chen Qianru asked respectfully.

As the host, seeing everyone silent, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and ask the question first.

Everyone's expressions instantly turned serious; this concerned their path to immortality, and they could not afford to be careless in the slightest.

Although Ye Beixuan appeared calm on the surface, he was inwardly seething with anger. He truly didn't know how to explain this.

Just as he was racking his brains, searching through various online novels for a solution, he was trying to find a way to deal with the situation.

Suddenly, a voice as faint as a mosquito's buzz came: "Luck, Pangu's luck."

Qin Ruoxi had her head down, her lips trembling slightly as she murmured to herself.

Although her voice was extremely weak, the many highly skilled people present had exceptional hearing, and upon hearing this, they all showed expressions of shock.

"What did you say?" Master Huikong, who was usually as steady as a mountain, was so excited that he almost jumped up.

The legend of Pangu is even more ancient than that of the Four Divine Beasts, and even cultivators have always regarded it as a fabricated story.

But now, some people are saying that this legend is true. How can this not be shocking?
Ye Beixuan was equally shocked. How could Qin Ruoxi know about Pangu's destiny? Logically speaking, only he should know this.

"Miss Qin, could you please explain in more detail?" Jin Tian stepped forward, bowed deeply to her, and said with elegant manners.

Previously, given their cultivation levels of Golden Core or even Foundation Establishment, they would never have bowed to a mortal girl who had just broken through to Qi Refining.

But things are different now. Knowing the four words "Pangu's destiny" is already extraordinary, and she deserves this bow.

All eyes turned to her like sharp swords, startling Qin Ruoxi so much that she instinctively hid behind Ye Beixuan. After all, she had never seen such a scene before.

"It's alright, just tell me everything you know," Ye Beixuan gently patted her shoulder and comforted her softly.

With Ye Beixuan's encouragement, Qin Ruoxi finally mustered the courage to step forward. However, the sharp glint in everyone's eyes refocused on her, making her want to shrink back in fear.

At that moment, she suddenly felt a warm hand supporting her back, which made her feel a little more at ease.

So she said, somewhat haltingly, "The Pangu fortune, in short, is in the hands of the emperors of the mortal world. As for how to use it, I don't know."

“Amitabha Buddha, may I ask Benefactor Qin, do you know what this large platform is?” Master Huikong immediately put his hands together and asked respectfully.

Everyone nodded in agreement; this was the question everyone wanted to know the most. The sudden appearance of the platform must be closely related to her.

"This..." Qin Ruoxi hesitated for a moment, glanced at Ye Beixuan, and only after seeing him nod in agreement did she cautiously answer, "This is... the Conferred God Platform."

A collective gasp filled the room. The Conferred God Platform? Judging by its name, and coupled with the imperial edict above Mr. Ye's head, could it mean…? No one dared to think further; their hearts were filled with excitement. If this were truly the case, did it mean they could become immortals?

"May I ask Miss Qin, how should this Conferred God Platform be used?" Jin Tian asked again, bowing respectfully.

Suddenly, fragments of memories surfaced in Qin Ruoxi's mind: a woman holding a jade seal and pointing it to the sky, with golden threads of fortune spreading out.

But she immediately shook her head, indicating that she didn't know either.

Everyone looked disappointed when they saw that she couldn't give a definite answer.

Chen Qianru noticed the atmosphere was getting a bit awkward, so she said loudly, "Everyone, Miss Qin must be a little tired. Please go back first. My Tianji Pavilion has prepared accommodations for you. You can ask Miss Qin if she remembers anything."

"Amitabha, I apologize for disturbing you, this old monk will take his leave." Master Huikong, as one of the two most senior monks present, was the first to bow and take his leave.

The others also bowed to Ye Beixuan and Qin Ruoxi and took their leave, and soon only the two of them remained at the scene.

"Tell me!" Seeing that everyone had left, Ye Beixuan spoke softly, "I know you didn't tell me everything just now."

Qin Ruoxi didn't say anything, but just held Ye Beixuan tightly, refusing to let go.

After a long while, she said softly, "Empress, only she can control the destiny of Pangu."

"What's the deal with this platform?" Ye Beixuan asked疑惑地问道, "Could this platform really be used for bestowing titles upon gods?"

Qin Ruoxi nodded affirmatively and said, "Only human emperors can read imperial edicts on this platform; I don't know about others."

After saying that, she became preoccupied and stopped talking, only holding Ye Beixuan's hand tightly, her nails almost digging into his flesh.

It turns out that the Immortal Abode can also bestow titles upon some ghosts to maintain some balance, but the idea of ​​bestowing titles upon them to become immortals is unthinkable. In this light, the relationship between the Immortal Realm and the Immortal Abode is probably just like the relationship between the Immortal Abode and the mortal world. No! It should be said that the difference is a hundred times greater than that.

So it seems... we still need to invite the Empress over? Ye Beixuan fell into deep thought. The Empress is now just a mortal, and the violent aura emanating from this platform is so strong that even he himself probably couldn't withstand it for more than three breaths, let alone her.

"Wait for me here. Don't provoke that group again. I'm going to Da Zhou." After a moment of contemplation, Ye Beixuan decided to head to Da Zhou.

Since it was a human emperor who read out the list of titles and bestowed honors, the empress must know some inside information.

"Hmm," Qin Ruo watched Ye Beixuan's departing figure and murmured softly, "I hope you won't see me again next time, and that you won't miss me."

Ye Beixuan explained some matters to Chen Qianru, then bid farewell to Ao Qin and Li Xianglian, entrusting them to take care of Qin Ruoxi, before hurrying off to Da Zhou.

A streak of light flashed past atop the majestic vermilion walls of the Great Zhou Imperial Palace.

“Look, a flying person,” a city guard said, pointing to the disappearing streak of light.

"You're still young, how come you have kidney deficiency and blurred vision? Is it from staying up all night on guard duty? Nobody can fly, right? Poor thing, I'll have Zhang Dada prescribe you some Liuwei Dihuang Pills later," another soldier joked. Perhaps bored with guard duty, they naturally wanted to make some lighthearted banter.

Deep within the palace, the Empress was carefully preparing to lie down. Although her belly was not yet clearly showing, this was her first child, so she was naturally being extra cautious.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept by, and the Empress was startled to find a pair of restless hands embracing her. She was terrified.

But soon, after seeing who it was, she felt relieved.

"Don't be nervous, it's me." Ye Beixuan put his arm around her, his breath brushing against her ear as he whispered.

The Empress looked annoyed and said in an unhappy tone, "You still know to come see me? Is it because you're so busy with your lover that you've forgotten about me?" Ye Beixuan felt helpless. Why are all women like this? After not seeing each other for a while, they act as if he owes them a huge sum of money.

"I'm just busy!"

The empress turned around and pressed herself close to him, her fingers gently tracing his waist.

The sheer curtains beside the bed slowly fell, and within those barely visible curtains, figures gradually intertwined.

After a long while, the Empress kept rubbing her sore cheeks and looked at Ye Beixuan with a reproachful expression.

If I weren't pregnant, how could I let this bastard get away with it?

She lay on her side on the edge of the bed, her dragon robe having already slipped down, revealing her snow-white skin on her shoulder.

"Speak, what brings you to me this time?" The Empress slapped Ye Beixuan's restless hand, her phoenix eyes filled with reproach as she looked at him, saying, "The renowned General Ye, you wouldn't be asking me for help to win the favor of another woman, would you?"

Ye Beixuan chuckled, his hands starting to wander again, and said, "His Majesty's dragon breath is unforgettable; how could I possibly please anyone else?"

Hmph, they're just saying whatever comes to mind.

The empress suddenly rolled over, half her body pressing down on him, committing a foul while dribbling the ball and landing on top of him: "Do you want to try again?"

She guided his hand to her heart and whispered, "Can you feel my heartbeat?"

Ye Beixuan's pupils contracted slightly, and the atmosphere instantly heated up to its peak. He nodded.

A rapid heartbeat came from my palm, perfectly synchronized with my own. Could this be telepathy?

He immediately turned over, about to do something, but the Empress suddenly stopped him.

Then, she softly called out towards the outside, "Hanmei."

With a creak, the door was gently pushed open, and the moonlight suddenly became bright, shining through the light gauze curtains and outlining the figures of the two people inside in a hazy way.

"Your Majesty," Hanmei bowed softly outside the tent, her hands trembling slightly, clearly indicating that she was extremely nervous at this moment, an experience she had never had before.

"What does this mean?" Ye Beixuan asked helplessly. He had experienced one-on-one battles and even one-on-many battles, but he didn't understand why such a proud empress would also like this kind of thing.

"Just a little trick to make you remember me." The Empress's fiery red lips approached Ye Beixuan's ear, her breath hot as she chuckled, "Didn't you say you really liked my True Dragon Breath just now? How about I let you try Hanmei's Frost Breath?"

She suddenly bit his earlobe and said, "This is the real Dragon Ice."

Outside the tent, moonlight streamed in through the window lattice, and a figure gently lifted the veil and entered the bed.

Ye Beixuan propped his head up with three pillows so he wouldn't have to look down at them.

The next day, the sun rose high in the sky.

The ministers outside the main hall were already extremely anxious, pacing back and forth.

Why did Your Majesty get up so late today?

"That's right, even Aunt Hanmei isn't here today."

Just then, a beautiful maid came before the ministers and announced loudly, "There will be no court today. Please return to your residences and await His Majesty's summons."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ministers shook their heads inwardly and turned to go home.

"Hey"

"Your Majesty, what's going on?"

the other side.

Ye Beixuan held the Empress's hand, and his spiritual energy flowed slowly along her meridians to relieve her fatigue.

"Is Your Majesty aware of the imperial decree?" Ye Beixuan suddenly asked.

The Empress's previously nonchalant expression instantly tightened, her body swayed slightly, and her expression became serious as she asked, "How did you learn about the imperial decree?"

"Ah," Ye Beixuan began to slowly recount the whole story.

The Empress was shocked upon hearing this.

The power bestowed by the Jiang family was passed down from their ancestor Jiang Ziya, a secret known only to emperors throughout history, unknown even to their closest confidants. How could she not be shocked that someone else now knew of it?
"It seems that once the world is unified, the process of bestowing titles will begin." She sighed and said, "Only human emperors possess the power to bestow titles upon immortals and Buddhas."

Ye Beixuan sighed and said, "Now that the Conferred God Platform has appeared in the Immortal Mansion, how should we activate it?"

The Empress shook her head inwardly, touched the fetus in her womb, hesitated for a moment, and then said softly, "The activation of the Conferred God Platform will probably require the complete Pangu fortune of the mortal realm."

Ye Beixuan asked, "The complete mortal fortune? How can I use it to activate the Conferred God Platform?"

The Empress nestled in his arms and whispered, "Today I will announce to the world that tomorrow I will take out the Imperial Seal of the State and worship Heaven and Earth. Perhaps this is the way to release the destiny of Pangu!"

"Hmm," Ye Beixuan nodded gently.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly.

The Empress, dressed in magnificent and solemn attire, stood with a serene expression. She held up the Imperial Seal of the State with one hand, facing the sky, and an invisible thread began to spread outwards.

The ministers, dressed in solemn court robes, stood in neat rows on both sides, first kneeling to heaven and earth, then to the imperial seal, and finally bowing deeply to the emperor.

Ye Beixuan's pupils suddenly contracted as he was horrified to discover that the Empress's jet-black hair was faintly turning white. He immediately became anxious, wondering if this would shorten her lifespan.

Once the ceremony was over, he immediately walked up to the Empress, placed a finger on her forehead, and continuously infused her with life force.

"It didn't work? It actually didn't work?"

Why? Ye Beixuan was shocked. Why couldn't the life force he input restore her lost life force?
"It's no use." The Empress gently grasped his hand and said in a calm tone, "This is the fate of an emperor. While possessing supreme power, one will also have a very short life."

She suddenly revealed a sly smile and said, "If I die, you will definitely throw yourself into the arms of a new lover and won't remember that there was once an old woman who liked you. After all, in your eyes, mortals are just passersby."

"You are the most important person in my life." Ye Beixuan held her hands tightly.

On the other side, the Tiankui Mountains.

A thunderclap resounded across the sky, lightning flashed and thunder roared on the Investiture of the Gods platform, and the entire platform shook violently.

While calming the restless Immortal-Slaying Sword, Qin Ruoxi murmured, "If I really am gone this time, I hope you can take good care of yourself."

After saying this, she drifted away towards the Conferred God Platform.

(End of this chapter)