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Chapter 383 The Immortal Descends
In an instant, the four imperial guards, totaling over 100,000 men, were all subdued by this magnificent divine might.

His hand gripping the weapon trembled uncontrollably, and cold sweat had already soaked through the lining beneath his heavy armor.

They looked up at the eight golden figures above the clouds, like gods looking down upon all living beings, then looked down at the terrifying, bottomless, charred, smoking crater in front of them...

In an instant, a fear originating from the depths of my soul surged up, extinguishing all courage to charge forward.

Of course, even if they still had the courage to fight, their warhorses had already knelt down and were out of control.

If they intend to continue their charge, they must first eliminate their comrades and warhorses blocking their path, and then cross the charred crater still crackling with golden arcs of electricity.

More than 100,000 imperial guards stood still, their faces pale, looking at each other in panic, at a loss for what to do.

In addition, the people of the capital were also shocked by the scene of the thunderbolt that descended to earth. Their original spectator mentality vanished instantly, and they knelt on the ground in fear, trembling.

Meanwhile, in the Taiping Villa, Emperor Qing, covered in blood, slumped on the stone steps, staring blankly at the eight golden-robed immortals standing in the sky.

In comparison, Chen Pingping's performance was not much better.

He sat in the wheelchair specially made for him by the Control Yuan, staring at the sky with a shocked and horrified expression.

When he came to his senses, he pursed his lips, gripped his slightly trembling hand tightly, and whispered in a complicated tone:

"Is this Baiyujing?"

No wonder Young Master Yun didn't care at all about his actions just now...

No wonder those deities always treated his decades-long coup as a good show...

With such divine might shining in all directions, no conspiracy or trickery lurking in the darkness can escape!
Chen Pingping suddenly gave a self-deprecating laugh, then raised his head and looked eagerly at Emperor Qing, who was standing on the stone steps in a daze.

Ever since he learned of Bai Yujing's existence, he had been looking forward to this moment. If immortals really existed, then what did Emperor Qing's lifelong pursuit of fame and power amount to?
It's just a handful of yellow earth, nothing more than withered bones in a grave!

"In the end... only Miss's own flesh and blood are qualified to participate!"

Chen Pingping chuckled softly, then his lips curled up into a wide, unrestrained, and exhilarating laugh.

But after a hearty laugh, he quickly suppressed his smile, sighed softly, and a hint of regret flickered in his eyes.

Bai Yujing's power far exceeded his imagination.

It's a pity they arrived too late. If only they had come twenty years earlier...

Just as Chen Pingping was thinking this, Yun Ye beside her seemed to be summoned by the immortal in the sky.

With a single step, wisps of cloud materialized out of thin air, carrying him into the sky like auspicious clouds, where he joined the ranks of the eight golden-robed immortals.

The moment he stepped onto the clouds, Yun Ye's body radiated a dazzling golden light.

Golden rays intertwined to form a robe, which, along with the glow of the sunset, draped over his body, instantly transforming his entire demeanor. In a flash, he went from a graceful young man resembling a banished immortal to a sacred and majestic golden-robed celestial being.

At this point, the nine immortals arrived together, hanging high in the sky, looking down upon all living beings.

The leader shifted his gaze, sweeping over the Imperial Guards below and the distant capital.

Upon seeing the people kneeling on the ground, trembling with fear, he frowned slightly, and finally spoke, uttering his first words after the descent of the immortal:

"The White Jade Palace in the sky has twelve towers and five cities. The immortal touched my head and tied my hair to grant me immortality!"

The clear and leisurely sound spread out and echoed throughout the entire city of Kyoto.

For a moment, the entire capital city fell silent.

All the citizens of Kyoto couldn't help but look up, either excitedly or expectantly, at the celestial being in the sky, as if they thought that the other party was about to bestow a divine destiny upon Nanqing.

However, the immortal then changed the subject, took out a golden scroll, and read aloud in a calm tone:
“There was once a female immortal who attained enlightenment in the Jade Capital. Moved by the sorrow and suffering of all living beings in the mortal world, she descended from the ninth heaven to the mortal realm.”

"He traveled in the world under the name of the temple, using the alias Ye Qingmei, and established the Ye Family Trading Company in Nanqing."

"Enlightening the people, stimulating civilization, and promoting all industries—their merits are immeasurable, and their benefits extend to all living beings..."

what? !

Upon hearing this name, many Qing Kingdom officials who knew about Ye Qingmei couldn't help but change their expressions drastically.

Those who had plotted against Ye Qingmei, such as the Empress who was sitting peacefully in the palace at this moment, were so shocked by this earth-shattering secret that their legs went weak and they collapsed to the ground, with warm liquid flowing out from between the legs of her phoenix skirt.

In contrast, those who were on good terms with Ye Qingmei back then are a completely different story.

Upon hearing Ye Qingmei's 'true identity,' they were both astonished and took it for granted.

It seems that only the identity of a reincarnated fairy is worthy of that woman who was once famous throughout the world...

All living beings are different and diverse.

But regardless of the reactions of the people in Kyoto, the celestial being remained unmoved, continuing to speak in that cold and indifferent voice:
"...There was a mortal emperor named Li who secretly conceived a child with a female immortal who descended to earth."

"The union of immortals and mortals is a violation of the Heavenly Palace's regulations, but considering their immeasurable merits, the merits and demerits can be offset."

"However, the Emperor Li, fearing the female immortal's abilities and the possibility of her seizing power, secretly harmed her, causing her to fall into reincarnation before she could achieve perfect merit."

"The Heavenly Palace is furious and has ordered a thorough investigation. They have specifically dispatched us to the mortal realm to personally apprehend this thief!"

Having said that, he put away the scroll, turned his gaze to the Taiping Villa below, and said coldly:

"You scoundrel surnamed Li, do you know your crime?!"

A majestic and powerful voice spread out, like rolling thunder, echoing continuously.

The amount of information contained therein was so enormous that all the citizens of the capital who heard Bai Yujing's pronouncement were plunged into a profound and intense shock.

Ye Qingmei was actually a reincarnated female immortal...

Fan Xian is actually the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing and a fairy...

And Ye Qingmei's death was actually orchestrated by Emperor Qing, who feared she would seize power?!

The unsuspecting courtiers were in utter shock, their expressions becoming incredibly varied. Those who knew a little more were struck as if by a heavy blow, their faces changing drastically as they collapsed to the ground.

Among these people, the one who reacted most violently was undoubtedly Fan Xian's father, Fan Jian!
Inside the Fan residence, Fan Jian stared blankly at the sky, the verdict he had just heard echoing in his mind.

Suddenly, he snapped out of his daze, immediately ran out of the mansion, snatched a fast horse, and galloped towards Taiping Villa.

At the same time, Emperor Qing in the Taiping Villa also came to his senses.

He gritted his teeth, enduring the pain throughout his body, and stood up, meeting the gaze of the immortal in the sky as he angrily shouted:
"I will not—"

It must be said that Emperor Qing's will was quite strong.

Unfortunately, the golden-robed immortal had no intention of speaking to him.

After questioning the Emperor, before he could finish speaking, he waved his hand, unleashing a bolt of golden lightning as thick as a palace, which engulfed the Emperor and the entire Taiping Villa.

As soon as Fan Jian rushed out of the mansion, he saw lightning descend from the sky and crash down!

"boom!"

With a deafening roar, the entire Taiping Villa was razed to the ground by the thunderous lightning.

Having done all this, the golden-robed immortal indifferently withdrew his gaze, not even glancing at the Taiping Villa, before turning and flying into the depths of the clouds.

The same was true of the eight golden-robed immortals beside them.

Before long, the dark clouds gradually closed in, obscuring the figures of the nine immortals.

Fan Jian's pupils contracted sharply, and he couldn't help but let go of the horse, letting it carry him at breakneck speed, while he lowered his head and called out "Your Majesty" in a low voice, seemingly with some pity.

Seeing this, Fan Xian's subordinates who had caught up from behind couldn't help but sigh.

The leader leaped forward, his fingers like knives, knocking Fan Jian unconscious, and then carried him toward the Fan residence.

Of course, loyal ministers like Fan Jian are few and far between.

The other court officials and nobles remained silent in their residences, their minds racing as they considered their next course of action.

Gradually, the rolling dark clouds dispersed, and the golden lightning disappeared without a trace.

The sun shone down again from the horizon, illuminating the entire city of Kyoto, but it could not dispel the gloom in their hearts.

The reason is simple: although Emperor Qing has passed away, the country cannot be without a ruler for even a day.

Without leaving a will, those ambitious and treacherous individuals would at most remain silent for a few days before choosing sides and assisting the Crown Prince and the Second Prince in a brutal struggle.

It is foreseeable that Kyoto will be plunged into unprecedented chaos in the coming period.

—Unless someone has foresight and makes arrangements in advance!

……

……

"So, we don't need to worry about what happens next?"

At a camp on the border of Nanqing, Su Haoming asked the question above with a curious expression.

Around him was a tent shrouded in a soundproof barrier.

Inside the tent were not only the nine chat group members who had previously disguised themselves as immortals, but also a young gentleman dressed in fine clothes with a handsome face that resembled that of a woman.

Judging from his composed demeanor, there is no doubt that it is Fan Xian!
After manifesting himself in the name of Bai Yujing, Lin Yu led his group directly away from the capital and arrived at the border of Nanqing, where they met up with Fan Xian, who was still in the Nanqing delegation.

Hearing Su Haoming's words, Fan Xian smiled and said, "What follows is all human conflict, so there's no need for you immortals of Baiyujing to get involved!"

After he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Lin Yu beside him with a complicated expression.

"Big brother..."

"Don't worry, I won't forget it!"

Lin Yu smiled slightly, flipped his hand and took out a crystal ball, handing it to Fan Xian.

Upon closer inspection, the sphere revealed the Taiping Villa, which had been razed to the ground. Inside, not only was the unconscious Emperor Qing, but also numerous Imperial Guards who had been knocked unconscious by Yun Ye.

Fan Xian glanced at the situation inside the crystal ball, sighed softly, put it away, and clasped his hands in a fist salute, saying:

"Thank you, brother!"

Lin Yu waved his hand and said, "We're brothers, no need to be so polite."

Bai Zemin, standing nearby, looked curious and couldn't help but ask, "Wait, where's Chen Pingping? Wasn't he inside before?"

Lin Yu laughed and said, "I released him from the crystal ball long before I left Kyoto. As for now, he's probably still in Kyoto gathering those 100,000-plus Imperial Guards..."

"And what about Brother Fan?"

Xiao Yan asked curiously, "What do we do next?"

Before Fan Xian could answer, Yun Ye said leisurely, "Of course, we should wait for the army to march south and ascend the throne!"

Before he finished speaking, a slight tremor came from the ground beneath his feet.

Yun Ye raised an eyebrow, surprised, and asked, "So fast?"

Fan Xian smiled slightly, then strode forward, lifted the tent flap, ignored the bewildered envoys in the camp, gazed at the black torrent of smoke rising on the horizon, and said calmly:

"After years of planning, the Ye family has finally been exonerated..."

"This farce should come to an end now!"

(End of this chapter)