Chapter 879: Chapter 878: The Resurrection of Emperor Xia

Chapter 879 -878: The Resurrection of Emperor Xia

“Elder Brother Lu Yang, then we shall take our leave,” said the three ladies, Ao Ling, Jiang Lianyi, and Jin Caiwei.

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi came to the Imperial City just for fun. Now that everything was over, there was no need to stay any longer.

As for Jin Caiwei, she had also completed her objectives in the Imperial City and there was no need for her to stay either.

“What about the Second Imperial Teacher and General Yu…”

Jin Caiwei was holding the flattened figures of the Second Imperial Teacher and General Yu, unsure of how to deal with them.

“Since these are the spoils of war for the three Cultivator friends, naturally they are at your disposal,” said Meng Junzi, with no intention of snatching these two Semi-Immortals. He was always reasonable.

Moreover, with Yun Zhi capturing Guan Shanhai, the greatest spoils of war were already in hand; the minor details were insignificant.

“However, it’s best to perform a Soul Search on the Second Imperial Teacher immediately; otherwise if he gets the chance, he could use the Outline of Dao Fruit related to Causality to easily escape,” Meng Junzi kindly reminded.

“Okay.” Even if Meng Junzi hadn’t mentioned it, that was exactly what Ao Ling intended to do.

“By the way, Elder Jin, since your Dao Fruit Outline is of the spatial type, won’t there be… conflicts with the Vast Sea Ancestral Master?” Lu Yang asked cautiously. He was worried that during the future contention for Immortality, if a conflict arose, he wouldn’t know whom to help and it would be a difficult choice.

Jin Caiwei looked down at the kneeling Lu Yang, patted his stiff, nervous shoulders, and reassured, “Don’t worry, there won’t be any conflicts.”

She revealed a smile, displaying two small tiger teeth, “After all, I can’t become an Immortal with this little ability of mine.”

“…”

Little Tiger added, “And becoming an Immortal is not such an easy task. It is not certain that Vast Sea has the qualifications to become an Immortal, your concerns are superfluous.”

“Alright, it’s time for us to go. Hope to see you again if fate allows.”

Watching the three ladies leave, Meng Junzi couldn’t help but turn back to Lu Yang and exclaimed, “How did you manage to become so close with those three?”

At first, when Meng Jingzhou heard that Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi had joined the Heavenly Court, he thought Yun Zhi had persuaded them.

However, after interacting with the trio, it seemed that Lu Yang had played a significant role.

This was his first time seeing a Junior Cultivator get along so well with a Semi-Immortal, especially an Ancient Semi-Immortal.

Of course, it was because of Fairy Eternity, Lu Yangxin thought, but Fairy Eternity’s existence was a secret that he couldn’t reveal to anyone.

Seeing that Lu Yang remained silent, Meng Junzi did not pry further into personal matters.

“If you can’t say it, then don’t. Who doesn’t have secrets?”

“Come on, let me take you into the Imperial Palace.”

…

“Who exactly is Lu Yang, and why do you address him as Elder Brother Lu Yang?” Jin Caiwei couldn’t figure it out and finally couldn’t help but ask while on the road.

Ao Ling and Jiang Lianyi shared a secretive smile, choosing not to tell Little Tiger the reason.

This was a small act of revenge.

…

“The old ancestor really did become an Immortal,” the Meng Family thought to themselves as they collected the remains of the Second Prince and his entourage. They returned home to celebrate with drinking, revelry, and toasting; nobody expected the legendary Semi-Immortal ancestor to suddenly ascend to Immortality.

To prevent Guan Shanhai from becoming aware and leaking information about Meng Junzi’s ascension, up until now, only Jiang Pingan and Yun Zhi knew of Meng Junzi’s Immortality.

Yun Zhi only found out because she sought out the Imperial Palace after her breakthrough, looking to test her own level, and then Jiang Pingan felt it wasn’t quite right to lose alone and thought Meng Junzi should be involved as well.

It was then that Yun Zhi realized Meng Junzi had also become an Immortal.

Old Ma and Housekeeper Xu, as Meng Potian’s sworn brothers, also joined the celebration, drinking merrily.

Meng Potian, drunk as a skunk, sought out his second brother and third brother, and started pouring wine down Old Ma’s throat while embracing his neck.

“Old Ma, I think Lu Yang is not bad, huh?” His mind’s sharp, his talent extraordinary. Although his luck is somewhat lacking, our Meng Family has immortals in charge. You see, even though this time things got really out of hand, wasn’t it suppressed by our ancestors?”

“I think his luck is a minor issue.”

Old Ma glanced at his elder brother who had drunk too much, thinking to himself that having an immortal meant nothing; you didn’t know that kid brought back an Ancient Immortal the first time he went out on a mission, and had even encountered two immortals in battle at the East Sea.

Even though Old Ma could no longer remember the details of the battle between immortals at the East Sea, instinct told him that the two immortals who fought there were far stronger than the two in the Imperial City.

I still say the same thing, if you think our ancestor can cover Lu Yang, let him take my place in pulling the cart.

In the past two years, Old Ma had been diligently cultivating, not in the hopes of reaching the Transcendence Tribulation Stage to serve as a guardian for Meng Jingzhou, but to get to the Transcendence Tribulation Stage to ensure his survival in future battles.

…

Lu Yang entered the Imperial Palace once again, this time openly and legitimately.

The Imperial Guards initially wanted to stop him, but upon seeing Meng Junzi, they stepped aside obediently.

Although Meng Junzi’s visit to the palace did not comply with the rules, such matters were not within the jurisdiction of those in the Body Integration Realm.

Meng Junzi led Lu Yang to the sleeping quarters, where Emperor Xia lay emaciated without breath, his body on a bed made of perennial ice, originally intended to prolong lifespan. Now it also served as a cooler to preserve Emperor Xia’s body, killing two birds with one stone.

“Your Majesty—”

“Your Majesty, why did you leave so early—”

Kneeling on the ground, the consorts wept profusely, gasping for breath. It was unclear how much of their crying was real and how much was fake.

Eunuch Li wept bitterly as well.

There were no princes here since the Immortal War had started immediately after Emperor Xia’s death. Who would dare to come to the palace at that time, except for these consorts who were nearby in the harem?

“Alright, alright, everyone get out; this fellow is not dead yet,” Meng Junzi said as he pushed the door open, and with his immortal power, he promptly drove the consorts away.

The consorts, midway through their crying, found themselves outside without knowing why, pondering Meng Junzi’s recent words in utter confusion.

The emperor is still alive in this state?

Meng Junzi activated the Dao Fruit, and a string of obscure runes emerged from his body, flowing into Emperor Xia’s. This was the lifespan he had previously borrowed.

When Meng Junzi returned the borrowed lifespan, he even added a few more years to Emperor Xia’s lifespan as interest.

Under Lu Yang’s watchful eye, as the lifespan was reinstated into his body, Emperor Xia’s shriveled form inflated like being pumped with air, visibly rounding out, and the wrinkles on his face smoothed away by the lifeforce, reverting to a middle-aged appearance, his true original look.

Emperor Xia opened his eyes and saw Meng Junzi and Lu Yang, exhaling a long breath of foul air.

It seems the matter was over, and there was no need for further pretense.

After Emperor Xia’s resurrection, the Power of National Fate in Meng Junzi’s hand also entered his body, signifying his restoration as the ruler of the nation.

“The younger generation of the Jiang Family pays respects to Elder Meng Junzi.”

“That’s enough. You’ve just had your lifespan restored and need to convalesce, so don’t move,” replied Meng Junzi.

“Yes, may I ask, Elder, has the battle ended?”

Meng Junzi smirked confidently, “It’s just the Great Yu National Preceptor, naturally no match for me.”

“Where is the Great Yu National Preceptor now, then?”

Meng Junzi’s smile stiffened.