Dimension Paradise, I am a summoning apostle

Chapter 612 A False Death, Ascending the Throne in a Time of Crisis
"Red-faced thief! How dare you assassinate the king and kill me, striking at my very core!"

"You men, quickly tie him up and bring him here! Do not let him go!" Zhou Wenzhong suddenly awoke and roared angrily.

The eunuchs who were waiting nearby hurriedly went to greet them.

Before anyone could ask, Zhou Wenzhong suddenly vomited blood, staining the entire bed red.

Chu Danqing, who was standing nearby, also rushed over, but by the time she arrived, Zhou Wenzhong was already on the verge of death.

"Go find the Empress and the Crown Prince, quickly!" Chu Danqing said immediately.

Upon hearing this, the eunuch naturally hurried away.

Chu Danqing then instructed Da Bai to use four healing skills to heal Zhou Wenzhong.

However, it cannot be cured completely; at most, it can only prolong the treatment for a while.

"Your Majesty, what exactly happened?" Chu Danqing asked.

He saw that Zhou Wenzhong's Hai Chao Wulong primordial spirit was collapsing, and that it was an irreversible collapse.

"I...I..." Zhou Wenzhong had not lost his memory this time, but due to his injuries, he stammered as he finished recounting the whole story.

Chu Danqing's expression darkened. These people were utterly shameless.

They actually let Zhou Wenzhong die in the plot.

It's obvious without a doubt that the red-faced man is Zhao Yuanlang, the chosen one.

There might be others who blushed, but since the Crimson-Bearded Fire Dragon has come out, who else could it be but him?

Otherwise, given Zhou Wenzhong's strength, how could Zhao Yuanlang possibly defeat him?

Whether it's the primordial spirit or the family's resources and power, except for the fact that he doesn't have any descending star lords under his command, Zhou Wenzhong can easily crush his opponent.

Just then, Zhou Chaishi and Chai Jungui arrived.

At this moment, Zhou Wenzhong was on the verge of death, and his primordial spirit had collapsed by 90%.

"After my death, you, my lord, shall immediately succeed to the throne."

"Remember to be careful of that red-faced man. Keep my funeral simple." Zhou Wenzhong said two coherent sentences as if he were having a final burst of energy before death.

Unfortunately, time waits for no one. Before Zhou Wenzhong could utter the words of avenging him, Hai Chao Wulong's primordial spirit disintegrated into countless fragments.

When the primordial spirit perishes, the person perishes.

At the same time, the fragments of Hai Chao Wulong's primordial spirit were absorbed by Panmu Qinglong, causing his injuries to heal rapidly.
And the missing dragon horns and claws began to grow again.

In just a few breaths, all the fragments were completely absorbed by the Azure Dragon of the Panmu.

At the same time, the Azure Dragon of Panmu fully recovered.

At this moment, it was hovering proudly above Chai Jungui's head.

Water nourishes wood; the death of Hai Chao Wulong made the Panmu Qinglong possible.

In this way, not only was a rogue and treacherous figure removed from the ranks of the true emperor, but Chai Jungui was also able to smoothly hand over the reins.

The wood then generates fire, which in turn helps the Crimson-Bearded Fire Dragon.

Since the water and earth spirits are already dead, there are naturally no more concerns.

Zhou Chai was crying her eyes out, while Chai Jungui began to maintain order and coordinate the overall situation.

The death of Zhou Wenzhong was a fatal blow to the newly established Guo Dynasty.

He didn't even have time to discuss things with Chu Danqing before throwing himself into various tasks.

Fortunately, he had fought his way from Shanzhou to the capital, and he had made great contributions while also gaining prestige.

Otherwise, something bad would have happened by now.

Following his instructions, a group of high-ranking personnel quickly arrived.

"Your Highness, what caused His Majesty's passing?" a man dressed as a military officer asked in a cold voice.

"We still need to wait for the imperial physician to confirm," Chai Jungui said. "Before his death, the Emperor was possessed in a nightmare. After waking up, he only gave his will before passing away."

"This is true; all the officials in the palace know it."

He didn't mention the matter of the soul leaving the body; this was a secret and definitely couldn't be spread, as it could easily cause unrest.

Although everyone found it absurd, they inquired with the court official and confirmed that it was indeed true.

Before long, the imperial physician came out.

"His Majesty died from a sudden illness caused by a deficiency of Yang energy and weakness of Qi and blood," the imperial physician announced loudly after examining him.

As for why there was no rush? By the time the imperial physician arrived, Zhou Wenzhong was already beyond saving and was giving his final instructions.

If they could truly save them, they wouldn't be imperial physicians, but gods.

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent.

Because this is true, everyone knows that Zhou Wenzhong has been experiencing excessive sleepiness recently due to these two reasons.

It's not impossible that someone could die here now.

Since things have come to this, all we can do is arrange a funeral.

Because Zhou Wenzhong said before his death that everything should be kept simple, many things became much simpler.

However simple it may be, it was still buried with the rites due to an emperor.

However, with the new Guo Dynasty now in power, there are many things that cannot be done, so things have become simple again.

To avoid any unforeseen complications, and considering the saying that a country cannot be without a ruler for a day, Chai Jungui, after arranging all matters, ascended the throne directly on the same day as instructed.

Zhou Wenzhong only has one son, and he himself has his own team, power, and sufficient prestige and ability.

The ascension to the throne was also simple and proceeded without any major incidents.

Power was handed over to him so smoothly.

However, this was just the beginning. He would remain in the mourning hall until Zhou Wenzhong's burial.

Whether it's working or living in a different place, they won't leave until after the burial. This reflects his filial piety and is also a necessary rule and procedure.

Of course, this is because Zhou Wenzhong simplified the process.

The agreement was that the body would be laid in state for seven days before burial; otherwise, for other emperors, the body could have been laid in state for several months to a year.

That's impossible to keep guarding it indefinitely; at most, it can only be guarded for seven days or a month.

After the court officials paid their respects, Chai Jungui immediately began his intensive work behind the mourning hall.

After everyone else had left, Chu Danqing did not.

He had been observing Chai Jungui's coiled azure dragon. With its recovery and Chai Jungui's ascension to the throne, Chu Danqing could feel a tremendous amount of fortune gathering within him.

Unfortunately, these were not his; they were shared with him by Chai Jungui.

He doesn't even have the right to use it, so he can only look at it.

"Brother, come and see this intelligence report, it just arrived," Chai Jungui called out to Chu Danqing, who was observing him.

He knew that Chu Danqing wasn't looking at him, but at his primordial spirit, the Azure Dragon of the Coiled Wood.

"What intelligence? Why are you reacting so strongly?" Chu Danqing said, walking over to take the intelligence and starting to read it.

As Chu Danqing examined the area, her brows furrowed.

"The Yong Dynasty has been established in the south?" Chu Danqing asked solemnly. "That's not right. The crown prince of the Yong Dynasty doesn't have a primordial spirit."

"Moreover, the Yong Dynasty's reign is already over; how could it possibly still stand?"

Chai Jungui was also puzzled by this.

It's truly bizarre that something that doesn't exist still exists.

"That's what I thought too, so I sent someone to investigate the situation again." The intelligence in Chai Jungui's hand was not very detailed.

The gist of it is that the Crown Prince of Yong Dynasty ascended the throne in the south and then invited loyal ministers and righteous men from all sides to come and help him.

The purpose was to restore Da Yong and return to the old capital.

It was because of this incident that Chai Jungui received news of the re-establishment of the Yong Dynasty.

“However, I suspect that this matter is related to Zhao Yuanlang,” Chai Jungui said, expressing his speculation.

Chu Danqing thought for a moment, then asked, "You mean using a hen to lay eggs?"

“That’s right, my father’s death was coincidental, and the establishment of the Yong Dynasty was suspicious,” Chai Jungui said. “I don’t believe there’s no connection between them.”

It is certain that Zhou Wenzhong was killed by Zhao Yuanlang.

After all, Zhou Wenzhong didn't know Zhao Yuanlang, but he could name the red-faced man, the red-bearded fire dragon, the black tiger, and so on. Who else could it be but him?

Chai Jungui was also holding his breath, feeling that his family was really unlucky and that they could only mess with Zhao Yuanlang wherever they went.

But thinking about it, it makes sense. If someone is mediocre and useless, how could they be qualified to be a stepping stone for the true emperor?

If the true Son of Heaven is made of pure gold, then those who can rival him must be at least made of silver.

Otherwise, if the whetstone isn't hard enough, how can the true emperor be properly sharpened?

"If it really is him, what are you going to do?" Chu Danqing asked.

“Naturally, we will give it our all and fight to the death.” Chai Jungui continued, “Now that this true emperor has just begun to rise, we might still have a chance of winning if we fight with all our might.”

“If we wait until he has a firm grip on power, how will we survive?”

Chai Jungui was very clear-headed and knew what he needed to do to have a chance of survival.

If he had hesitated even slightly, he would have died.

"Okay, just say if you need any help," Chu Danqing said immediately upon hearing this.

He knew that this matter was extremely risky.

The simplest point is that the Guo Dynasty has just been established and has not yet unified the world.

Therefore, if he were to go all out to take action against the true emperor, other warlord forces would definitely seize the opportunity to act.

If Zhou Wenzhong hadn't died, these warlord forces would have been hesitant to act against him.

Chai Jungui's reputation was mostly confined to the Guo Dynasty; his prestige outside the court was only average.

The warlord forces might be wary of Zhou Wenzhong, but they would never be wary of Chai Jungui.

"Yes, I do have something to ask you, elder brother," Chai Jungui said. "If we were to give our all..."

He voiced his concern that warlords might take advantage of the situation to invade.

"Brother, do you have any solutions?" Chai Jungui asked with a hint of hope.

Chu Danqing is the reincarnation of the Star Lord Yinghuo, he should be able to solve this, right?

“I can’t stall them, but there are solutions,” Chu Danqing said, stroking his chin. “We just need to make them afraid to come.”

"Is it a case of the fox borrowing the tiger's might? Or are we just bluffing?" Chai Jungui thought of these two solutions.

"No, that's too much trouble," Chu Danqing directly rejected the other party's suggestion, instead saying, "Just treat them to a late-night snack."

"???" Chai Jungui didn't quite understand.

"Around midnight, I'll treat them to some barbecue," Chu Danqing said softly. "I think they'll know what to do."

They don't have primordial spirits. If a group of ordinary people don't know their place, Chu Danqing has plenty of ways to make them behave.

If he can't beat the true emperor, can't he at least beat a bunch of ordinary people who are just extras and cannon fodder?

In the past, when Chu Danqing wasn't so well-off, he would usually wake up to go to the toilet.

Now that he's in a higher position, the low-quality food he buys is cheaper, so his treatment has improved somewhat.

There's nothing a barbecue can't solve, unless the other person wants to become barbecue.

(End of this chapter)