Chapter 217: Dragon God, First Year of the Taihe Era
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
In the mansion purchased by the Dragon Transformation Mansion, Zhu Tianzhi and a group of disciples looked up at the True Dragon in the sky. They did not cry out in surprise. Instead, they knelt down one by one and looked up at the god they believed in.
Even Zhu Tianzhi who was in the Six Grotto-heaven realm knelt down. His body trembled and tears welled up in his eyes.
“Grandfather… Father… I really saw a True Dragon, a real dragon…
Zhu Tianzhi’s eyes reddened with excitement.
The Dragon Transformation Mansion had been passed down for generations for the pursuit of True Dragons. However, ever since the establishment of the Dragon Transformation Mansion, it had been thousands of years, but they had never seen a True Dragon. At most, they would encounter a flood dragon.
However, how could a flood dragon be as majestic and domineering as a True Dragon in the sky?
As the capital city of the continent, there were many outsiders coming and going. It was the first time many people had seen a real dragon, and they were equally excited. Countless people were paying homage to the True Dragon.
After circling around the capital a few times, White Dragon flew back to Longqi Mountain.
This allowed outsiders to know that the True Dragon was under the Dao Ancestor’s control.
Within the palace.
The skinny and weak Emperor Shuntian stood in front of the imperial study and looked at the mountain in silence.
“It is really hard to let go. Dao Ancestor, you don’t want the imperial power.
What you are fighting for is longevity and the years to come.”
Emperor Shuntian muttered to himself. There was no pain or unwillingness on his face, but relief.
On the other side, Jiang Changsheng brought White Dragon back to the courtyard. White Dragon shrunk to 30 feet long and twisted her body very lightly.
Jiang Jian and Ping’an immediately went up to her. Even Ji Wujun could no longer sit still.
Jiang Changsheng sat under the Earth Spirit Tree and began to cultivate.
Four hours later, Zhu Tianzhi came to visit again. The moment he saw White Dragon, he knelt and kowtowed, calling her the Dragon God.
After being excited for a while, Zhu Tianzhi came to Jiang Changsheng and said, “Dao Ancestor, the Dragon Transformation Mansion is willing to be under you. Please accept us. The Dragon Transformation Mansion is willing to serve you and the Dragon God. There are also many demon snakes and pythons with outstanding talent. If you have the ability to transform them into a dragon, you can pick them from the Dragon Transformation Mansion at any time.”
The value of the Dragon Transformation Mansion exceeded 35 million incense points. Their foundation was even stronger than Great Jing. Most importantly, the Dragon Transformation Mansion was a sect, not a dynasty.
Seeing that he did not seem to be scheming, Jiang Changsheng said, “Yes, discuss this with the Emperor. Tell him that I agree.”
“Dao Ancestor, can you move the Dragon Transformation Mansion to the Si
Province? We want to protect the Dragon God more than to serve the Emperor.”
“The two are not in conflict. After all, you are not the only one in the Dragon Transformation Mansion.
“Alright..
Zhu Tianzhi had no choice but to agree. Soon after, he walked to White Dragon and worshipped her.
After a long time, Zhu Tianzhi reluctantly left.
White Dragon went to Jiang Changsheng and said, “Master, that old man was so disgusting. What Dragon God? Don’t tell me he wants to eat my flesh?”
Jiang Changsheng touched her dragon horn and smiled. “It’s okay. Soon, you will have to go back and cultivate. He won’t be able to touch you.”
Everyone was curious about where White Dragon was going, but they did not dare to ask.
They already knew that Jiang Changsheng had a secret territory that was specially used to allow bloodline of demon beasts to transform.
That night, Jiang Changsheng entered the fog and quietly kept White Dragon into the Dao World. After a while, he returned to the courtyard.
Even Ji Wujun would not doubt that he was gone for a moment. Because even she could not capture Jiang Changsheng’s aura, she did not know that he had not left Longqi Mountain just now.
The next morning.
Zhu Tianzhi went to pay a visit to Emperor Shuntian. Naturally, Emperor Shuntian was happy to have the Dragon Transformation Mansion join him. If he could make Great Jing stronger before his death, he would not refuse. Even if Jiang Che could not suppress the Dragon Transformation Mansion, he still had the Dao Ancestor.
Before they parted ways, Emperor Shuntian could not help but ask, “What is the realm of the strongest martial artist in the Dragon Transformation Mansion?”
Zhu Tianzhi answered, “Six Grotto-heaven realm, one is me, and the other is my sister. There were originally three of them, and an elder had been bewitched and passed away for many years.”
Six Grotto-heaven realm!
Emperor Shuntian was moved. Just as he was about to say something, he held back in the end. He waved his hand and motioned for Zhu Tianzhi to leave.
If it were before, he would definitely be excited. However, the thought of dying made him feel dull.
After Zhu Tianzhi left, Emperor Shuntian turned his head and looked through the window. His gaze landed on Longqi Mountain that was covered by fog, and his expression was complicated.
At the beginning of December, the Emperor announced that he would cede the throne. Starting next spring, the Crown Prince, Jiang Che, would ascend the throne.
As soon as he said that, the entire court was in an uproar. All of them knelt down and begged. The few officials who knew the truth were silent.
“I am old, and it is time for me to give up my position. Everyone, I will leave
Great Jing to you in the future. You must assist the new emperor well and assist Great Jing in becoming a Sacred Dynasty. You must also assist Great Jing in unifying the world.”
Emperor Shuntian hunched his body and said weakly. He had a head full of white hair and even his beard had turned pale white. He could not even open his eyes.
In a short span of a year, he aged by thirty to forty years, making the civil and military officials sad. Even Jiang Che, who stood in the hall, felt extremely uncomfortable.
That day, the imperial decree was sent to all the provinces and overseas islands.
Until the end of the year, every corner of Great Jing knew about this. From next year onwards, the new emperor would ascend the throne and change the era name to Taihe. A new year had arrived.
Year 1 of the Taihe Era!
Jiang Che’s ascension to the throne was extremely grand. The various provinces and territories had all sent their officials to congratulate him, and the lineup far exceeded the past events.
While the capital was retiring the old to welcome the new, the aged Emperor Shuntian had moved to Longqi Mountain to stay in Jiang Changsheng’s courtyard.
Relying on Jiang Changsheng’s medicinal pills, he could still live for a period of time. For the rest of his time, he wanted to cultivate in seclusion on the mountain.
At that moment, he was playing chess with Jiang Changsheng.
Even though Jiang Changsheng’s posture was casual, he appeared upright. As for Emperor Shuntian, he had to bend his back and look at the chessboard carefully when he played.
He had imparted his strength to Jiang Che, which accelerated his aging. Right now, even his vision had become blurry.
“Alas, Dao Ancestor, I am about to die. Can’t you give in to me?” Emperor Shuntian said helplessly.
Jiang Changsheng smiled and said, “There are many people who can let you win, so why are you playing with me?”
Emperor Shuntian snorted and messed up the chessboard with his hands. Like a child, he vented his anger and said, “I’m not playing anymore. I can’t win no matter what. Boring.”
Jiang Changsheng was not angry. He motioned for Jiang Jian to come and collect the chess pieces.
Bai Qi teased, “Little Emperor, come and play with me. Master will never give in to you.”
Emperor Shuntian turned to look at her and narrowed his eyes. After looking at her for a while, he said, “Forget it. There’s no point in playing with you. It’s an insult even if I win.
“You… Do you want to die?!”
“Yes, I’m dying.”
“Okay, you’re awesome.”
Listening to their bickering, everyone could not help but laugh.
All this time, Emperor Shuntian had been behaving appropriately. He had been like this since he was young. Now that he was old, no one disliked him when he suddenly threw a tantrum. They were all spoiling him.
Ye Xun sighed and waved his hand. “Your Majesty, come and play with me. We will bet on the cats. Pick one from Huang Tian and Hei Tian and bet who will win.”
The Martial Arts Convention had ended. He had won the championship without any suspense, and his name had shocked the world. However, he was not happy at all. Instead, he was depressed.
Emperor Shuntian was delighted when he heard that. He immediately stood up and walked to the two cat demons.
Huang Tian said smugly, “Emperor, old man, choose me. I am very strong. I can beat Hei Tian with one claw.”
Hei Tian was unconvinced. “It might not be a normal spar. There must be rules.
If the rules are added, he might not be able to defeat me.”
For a moment, the courtyard became noisy.
Jiang Changsheng did not find it annoying and looked at this scene with a smile.
In her memory, the nine-year-old little emperor and the current old emperor began to overlap.
Another era passed by in Great Jing.
Jiang Changsheng was not sad. Instead, he cherished his last moments with Emperor Shuntian.
Even though his old friends could be reincarnated, before they recovered their memories, they were considered two different people.
Jiang Changsheng would work hard to pursue magical powers and Divine Powers that could allow people to recover their memories from their previous lives, but before that, he would cherish the present.
Days passed.
At the beginning of February, Jiang Che came to visit Emperor Shuntian. Seeing that he was doing well, he no longer came.
He did not come back for the next half a year.
Bai Qi and Ye Xun complained about his lack of filial piety, but Jiang Changsheng could see that Jiang Che often looked at the Longqi Mountain in a daze at night.
Jiang Che was no longer young. He could not accept the fact that Emperor Shuntian was about to die, so he did not want to come again. Furthermore, he knew that Emperor Shuntian’s presence at the Longqi Mountain was the safest way to pass this period of time.
He had once dreamed of obtaining the throne, and it was in the way he had hoped for the most. However, after he ascended the throne, he felt endless loneliness. He had ascended the throne, but he felt that he had lost everything.
He was sad at night, but he did not waste time in the day.
Naturally, a new emperor had to be bold and decisive when he ascended the throne.
The war in the West Sea continued. Jiang Che once again sent out a large number of navy to support them. He even asked the Dragon Transformation Mansion to send out three Grotto-heaven realm experts to participate in the war. The Dragon Transformation Mansion had just arrived and naturally wanted to perform well, so they did not refuse.
Jiang Che was very anxious, hoping to subdue the West Sea before Emperor Shuntian passed away.
He wanted to credit this achievement to Emperor Shuntian.
In June, another war broke out in the West Sea. This time, Great Jing was jointly resisted by the three countries and dozens of overseas sects. However, Great Jing was too powerful and under the leadership of the experts from the Dragon Transformation Mansion, they won.
In July, Great Jing occupied nearly two thousand islands in the West Sea. Right now, Great Jing did not lack people. In order to facilitate the mining of the islands, the capital had begun to sell the West Sea islands. Even ordinary merchants could purchase them. At that time, there would be White-robed Guards escorting them.
In September, another huge battle broke out, which also ended with Great Jing’s victory.
In October, Great Jing completely annexed the West Sea. This sea area was extremely vast, larger than the 149 provinces that Great Jing had on the Dragon Vein Continent.
When Jiang Che announced that the West Sea had been occupied by Great Jing, the continent was excited and cheered for the Emperor. However, in the imperial decree, the Emperor said that this was adhering to the decree of the previous Emperor, which was equivalent to telling the world that this was the credit of Emperor Shuntian.
When Chen Li told the news to Emperor Shuntian, he was indifferent.
He had lost his sight and hearing. Every day, he would sit in the courtyard in a daze and quietly recall his life.
Jiang Changsheng had no choice but to come to his side and use Rejuvenation to help him temporarily recover his senses. When he heard the news about the West Sea again, Emperor Shuntian was finally moved and revealed a smile.
He wanted to get up, but he staggered and almost fell. Fortunately, Jiang Changsheng supported him.
Emperor Shuntian looked up and whispered, “Will… will Great Jing become… a Sacred Dynasty… will it unify… the world…”