Immortality begins in Goose City

Chapter 26 Long live the Emperor!

Huang Shujian was also deeply shocked, but more than that, he felt a chilling sense of vigilance.

"No... this world is not the Goose City I remember." He pondered to himself.

"The water monster of the Azure Pool, the Mountain King's Heart that was replaced in my chest, and all the strange events I've heard about before... Extraordinary power exists."

"Then, perhaps... a precious medicine that can keep a corpse looking lifelike for hundreds of years really exists?"

Just then...

The beautiful Consort Dong in the coffin seemed to tremble slightly with her long eyelashes.

Then, under the incredulous gazes of everyone, she... slowly opened her eyes!

What kind of eyes were those?

Her eyes were like autumn water, clear and deep, yet unfathomable, possessing a captivating and enchanting magic.

Her eyes, brimming with emotion, seemed to hold a thousand unspoken words, an endless blend of sorrow and allure.

She gently placed her hands on the edge of the coffin, her movements elegant and natural, as if she had just woken up from a short nap, and slowly... sat up.

Then, she actually stood up from the coffin, her bare, jade-like feet gently landing on the edge of the coffin floor, which was covered with silk.

Her gaze passed over the armed servants standing guard ahead, and over the shocked Hu Wan and Wu Zhichong, finally landing on Huang Shujian, who was surrounded by the crowd in the center.

A smile, captivating enough to charm the world, curved her lips.

Then, facing Huang Shujian, she slightly bent her knees and performed a standard and graceful court etiquette from the previous dynasty.

"My name is Dong, and I am the Noble Consort Daying." Her voice rang out, clear and melodious like pearls falling on a jade plate.

"Back then, I was framed by a villain and buried alive in this desolate place by that cruel Twelfth Prince."

"By the grace of Heaven, I possess within my bosom the Imperial Seal of the Great Ying Dynasty, a priceless treasure that the Twelfth Prince secretly smuggled out of the palace after his failed attempt to seize the throne!"

As she spoke, she reached into the lapel of her magnificent palace dress and carefully took out an item.

It was a square seal, pure white, as if carved from the finest mutton-fat jade.

Above the seal, a lifelike five-clawed jade dragon is coiled, with exquisite craftsmanship and extraordinary momentum.

Even from a distance, one could feel the ancient, weighty, and... indescribable sense of awe emanating from the seal.

Consort Dong held the imperial seal in both hands, her gaze burning as she stared intently at Huang Shujian.

"This jade seal contains the lingering dragon energy of the previous dynasty, a symbol of the Mandate of Heaven!"

"I have endured decades of hardship in this dark and gloomy place, and today I have finally seen the true dragon!"

"Young master, you possess an imposing presence and an inestimable destiny; you are truly the destined new master of this imperial seal!"

"This humble servant wishes to present this Imperial Seal of the State to Your Highness!"

"With this imperial seal, the Mandate of Heaven is bestowed upon you! You, my lord, will surely unify the land, end the chaos, and establish an everlasting dynasty!"

"At that time, you, young master, will be the ruler of the world, the supreme sovereign!"

Her voice, as if possessed by magic, echoed through the empty tomb, penetrating everyone's ears.

"The Imperial Seal of the State?"

"The Imperial Seal of the Great Qin Dynasty!"

"He can conquer the world!"

Where have the servants ever heard of this?

One by one, they were stunned by the enormous title and the claim that the emperor had ordained them, and their eyes were filled with greed and awe as they looked at the imperial seal.

Even Wu Zhichong, the former martial arts champion, was trembling violently at this moment!

He stared intently at the jade seal in Consort Dong's hand, his breathing becoming extremely heavy, his face a mixture of shock, excitement, and fervor!

"It's real... This scale, this dragon aura... It's the real Imperial Seal!" Wu Zhichong's voice trembled.

"No wonder...no wonder the Great Ying Dynasty suddenly collapsed and rapidly declined back then!"

"So it turns out that the imperial seal, a symbol of the nation's destiny, was secretly taken out of the palace by the prince who failed in his bid for the throne!"

"A nation without vital military assets is destined to perish."

He suddenly turned around, and with a thud, knelt down directly in front of Huang Shujian, touching his head to the ground, and shouted excitedly:

"It's the will of Heaven! This is the will of Heaven! The Imperial Seal has chosen its master, and young master is the chosen one!"

"Wu Zhichong pays respects to Your Majesty! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!!"

His kneeling and shouting were like lighting a fuse.

The servants around him, seeing that Wu Zhichong had knelt down, no longer hesitated.

"Splash! Splash! Splash..."

Dozens of people knelt down in unison before Huang Shujian!

Excited and fervent shouts erupted like a tsunami within the tomb:

"Greetings, Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor! Long live the Emperor!"

"The Mandate of Heaven has decreed! To unify the world!"

The sound almost lifted the roof off the tomb.

Huang Shujian stood in the center of the kneeling crowd, looking at the beautiful imperial concubine high above him, at the imperial seal in her hand, and at the thunderous shouts of "Long live the Emperor!" all around him...

An unprecedented and extreme vanity and ambition, like poisonous weeds, instantly grew wildly in his heart!

The transmigrator's sense of superiority, desire for power, and ambition to change this chaotic world are amplified to an extreme at this moment!

"The Mandate of Heaven? The Imperial Seal? Unification of the World?"

"Yes... I'm a transmigrator, I should be the protagonist of this world!"

"If I don't become emperor, if I don't unify the land, if I don't establish unparalleled achievements, wouldn't this rebirth be a complete waste?"

"With the imperial seal, with a legitimate claim to power, and relying on the Huang family's wealth and influence, plus my future development..."

All sorts of thoughts, like layers of bubbles, enveloped him.

The stunning beauty before him, the imperial seal, the kneeling subjects... all of this seemed to be crowning him.

He felt as if he were standing on the throne, overlooking the vast land.

Feeling light and airy, as if floating on clouds.

However, at this moment of infatuation and near-obsession with the imperial dream...

A soft voice, tinged with confusion and naivety, came from behind him.

"Sister Dong, you're amazing! You were locked in a coffin for decades, without food or water, unable to move or even turn over... How can you still look so beautiful? Your skin is even better than mine..."

It's Xiuer.

The sound was very soft, almost inaudible amidst the shouts of "Long live the Emperor!"

But to Huang Shujian, it was like a thunderclap!

wrong!

Without food or water, enclosed in a sealed coffin, yet so lifelike? So beautiful and captivating?

How is that possible?

Moreover, the Great Winning Jade Seal is not the He Shi Bi jade...

The moment this thought struck—it was like a bucket of ice water being poured over it.

"Thump!"

Inside his chest, the heart of the mountain lord seemed to be stimulated by something, and suddenly pounded violently!

A torrent of scalding, intensely yang energy and blood, like a volcanic eruption, instantly surged from the heart and swept through the entire body!

【Pure Yang】

The scorching air rushed through his limbs and body, and into his brain!

The unparalleled beauty before him, the alluring imperial seal, the kneeling subjects… all began to distort and ripple violently, like ice and snow thrown into the scorching sun…

"Snap... Splash..."

All illusions vanish!