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Chapter 300 The Retired Emperor

Emperor Yongchang's behavior was truly unbecoming of an emperor.

Throughout history, countless nations have risen and fallen on the Eastern Continent, and the tragic last emperors who perished along with their nations can be counted in great numbers.

Most of them died on the throne; some surrendered directly when they saw that things were hopeless, hoping to save other branches of the royal family.

Whether it's fighting to the death or surrendering, it's all within people's understanding.

The former is proud of being an emperor and would rather die standing.

The latter was for the sake of the clan, to ensure a smooth transfer of power and to secure a future for the royal family.

In fact, many extinct royal families on the Eastern Continent have continued to exist as small aristocratic families.

The new emperor would also be happy to use this method to demonstrate his magnanimity and appease the remnants of the old dynasty.

However, very few emperors actually managed to escape on a whim.

Because there truly is a mysterious and powerful force in this world, the collapse of the ancestral dragon vein will indeed take away the last emperors in one fell swoop.

If fleeing will only lead to death, then why bother with the arduous escape?

Especially since the capital of the Shun Dynasty had not fallen, the defending army was still holding on, and they still had millions of civilians in their hands, they had considerable leverage.

Emperor Yongchang actually fled, which is truly incomprehensible.

Is it true that the older you get and the longer you live, the more afraid you become of death?

Mo Xinlian asked in confusion.

"Even if Emperor Yongchang escapes, he will still die."

"When the dragon vein of the founding emperor collapsed, he was the first to suffer, dying in agony."

"Then why did he have to run away?"

Hu Jiaoniang snorted coldly.

She hadn't intended to pay any attention to Mo Xinlian, but this question touched a raw nerve.

"Emperor Yongchang, the more accurate title now should be Emperor Emeritus Yongchang!"

"He fled at night and during the day he was in the Fengtian Hall, where he passed the throne to the ninth prince, Prince Rui."

"When Prince Rui ascended the throne, the reign title was Taiping. Of course, it hasn't been changed yet. It will only be the first year of Taiping if the Shun Dynasty still exists next year."

"I reckon he wants to transfer all this misfortune onto his son."

"As a former emperor, he will also suffer from the backlash of the dragon's aura, but the suffering will be much less than when he was emperor, and he may be able to survive."

Everyone was taken aback.

Goodness gracious.

Emperor Yongchang, that old fellow, actually pulled off a clever escape.

He reigned as emperor for over seventy years, almost reaching the age of a hundred, and never relinquished power.

Now that the army has besieged the city and the country is in imminent danger, he is actually willing to abdicate.

The ninth prince... no, the Taiping Emperor was really unlucky to have such a living father.

Being a prince of a fallen kingdom is unfortunate enough, but to be the newly crowned last emperor is even worse.

This is no Emperor Taiping; he's clearly a shield for Emperor Yongchang.

His reign title is also quite ironic.

It was the end of an imperial dynasty, teetering on the brink of collapse, with the country on the verge of ruin and its future hanging by a thread.

Is this a wish made here, since the reign title is Taiping?

Yang Silang asked.

"So, did this Emperor Taiping escape together with Emperor Yongchang?"

"Or perhaps they remain in the capital?"

Hu Jiaoniang shook her head.

"That night, chaos erupted. Inside and outside the city walls, soldiers fought and fought. The people wept and cried out, and the sound of swords rang out."

"I was so focused on rushing out that I didn't even have time to check on things back at the palace!"

"After that, I fought and fled, battling two True Immortals from Taichu Palace and Tianyan Sect all night long."

"So it's not entirely clear whether Emperor Taiping remained in the capital or whether the capital fell to the enemy."

"But I estimate that the city is most likely lost."

As soon as she finished speaking...

For a long while, no one spoke in the room; everyone was processing the news.

Whether Emperor Yongchang abandoned the city and fled, Emperor Taiping ascended the throne before the war, or the capital may have already been occupied by the Ming army.

Each of these news items was shocking on its own, and when several came at once, everyone pondered silently.

Everyone was filled with sorrow.

If the Shun Dynasty were to disappear.

Could the governor of the provincial capital calm the panicked people and stop the attack by the army of the Sweeper King and others?

After a long silence, it was Mo Xinlian who spoke first.

"Emperor Yongchang ruled for over seventy years, and had many extraordinary talents under his command, as well as loyal royal family members who were at his beck and call."

"If we use his son to fill the hole, he might actually be able to gain a glimmer of hope from the deadly backlash of the dragon energy."

Yang Silang's heart stirred, and he asked Hu Jiaoniang.

"Did Emperor Yongchang already take your Xuan You Ning Lu?"

Hu Jiaoniang raised an eyebrow.

"Husband," she glanced at Mo Xinlian deliberately, "you guessed right."

"The condensed dew that accompanies my inner elixir was originally far from mature."

"As soon as I returned to the city, he couldn't wait to ask for it, so I gave it to him."

She suddenly clapped her hands, a look of realization on her face.

"It is said that the Xuan You Ning Lu has the power to make people ascend to heaven in one step and become immortal beings."

"Regardless of whether the rumors are true or false, Emperor Yongchang might really want to take this opportunity to sever the dragon's energy and become a true immortal."

"It seems that he was already preparing to flee at that time."

Mo Xinlian had just heard Hu Jiaoniang call Yang Silang "husband" and even glanced at her deliberately, and she was already holding back her anger.

Upon hearing Hu Jiaoniang say that Emperor Yongchang wanted to kill the dragon and become a true immortal, he immediately sneered.

"That's wishful thinking on his part."

"What options didn't those last emperors consider?"

"There have been instances of people passing on the throne, shirking responsibility, becoming an emperor emeritus, or even an emperor emeritus-great ...

"However, the backlash from the dragon's energy will only lessen or weaken the effect, not eliminate it."

"Does he want to achieve immortality overnight?"

"Let him dream on!"

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"He's stupid, even his concubines are stupid."

As Mo Xinlian spoke, she glanced sideways at Hu Jiaoniang, whose eyes immediately sharpened as if she were about to retort.

Seeing that the two women seemed to be getting tense, Yang Silang immediately coughed.

"When the sky falls, the tall ones will hold it up."

"If the emperor isn't worried, why should we be?"

"First, tell me how to treat the injury inside your body?" Yang Silang turned to ask Hu Jiaoniang.

Hu Jiaoniang seemed to have thought about it a thousand times before, and slowly began to speak.

"I have two Dao injuries in my body. One is the Star Yao Evolution Technique of the Heavenly Evolution Sect. At night, as the stars move, it uses the power of the stars to tear my soul apart."

"One is the Primordial Return to Nothingness Curse of the Primordial Palace, which is planted within my soul and gives rise to the intent of death and stillness, wanting to completely erase my soul from chaos."

"These two spells are truly insidious, and the two masters launched a surprise attack from the shadows. Each spell is meant to kill."

"Fortunately, I had the Stone Man's magic weapon, which, by a twist of fate, blocked most of the two deadly spells. Only a portion of them took effect in my body; otherwise, I wouldn't have made it to Yidu Prefecture."

Everyone listened with rapt attention.

Yang Silang had thought about it, the so-called

"As for the backlash from the dragon's energy, it is temporarily suppressed by the seal of Qin."

"These are all injuries to the soul, and the Moon Marrow Pill can only temporarily suppress them, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

"The three are intertwined and deeply rooted in my soul, trying to destroy my hundreds of years of cultivation. It is extremely difficult to resolve."

My thought is...

Yang Silang's heart skipped a beat, and he blurted it out.

"Phoenix essence blood?"

Hu Jiaoniang smiled, and although her face was pale, her smile seemed to brighten the whole room.

"My husband and I are indeed of one mind."

"We've got the same idea."

Mo Xinlian was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Yang Silang pretended not to hear.

Hu Jiaoniang's voice became increasingly languid.

"With the essence of the phoenix blood, I will first stabilize my injuries, and then use the Nirvana method to reshape my body."

"When I undergo Nirvana, I am considered to have died once. After I fake my death, the backlash from the dragon energy and the Dao injuries on my body will naturally disappear."

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this.

Hu Jiaoniang continued.

"My lord, there's just one thing..."

Yang Silang asked.

"Just what?"

Mo Xinlian, who was standing next to her, suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"But at the moment of rebirth, one is extremely vulnerable."

"Even a child wielding a knife could kill you completely."

"Hu Jiaoniang, you've always had a terrible eye for people."

She glanced at Yang Silang.

"Aren't you afraid that you'll be wrong again this time and lose your life?"

"Did they travel all this way just to be killed?"

Yang Silang was very depressed.

When you two are having a magical duel, please don't drag me into it, okay?

I wouldn't call myself a saint, but I've always taken good care of my own people and have never done anything untrustworthy.

Hu Jiaoniang didn't even glance at Mo Xinlian, but looked at Yang Silang instead.

"I really have a bad eye for people."

"When I was young, my father worried about me, so I chose the worst person to choose."

Mo Xinlian's face showed embarrassment upon hearing this.

Hu Jiaoniang continued in a calm tone.

"By taking advantage of Emperor Yongchang's cultivation, I was instead used by him."

"However, I have my own reasons for this. It's not simply that I want to use the dragon's energy to cultivate. I will tell my husband about it later."

"If I lose the bet, it's because I was blind, and I accept the loss."

"As for my husband, I trust you can protect me."

"My life is in your hands."

Yang Silang immediately patted his chest and said.

"Don't worry, my wife, you are perfectly safe with me."

"Let's go to the blessed land of Yue'an to protect you during your rebirth and transformation."

Hu Jiaoniang returned the smile with a smile that held no seductive intent whatsoever, but was entirely one of contentment.

Mo Xinlian, standing nearby, felt that this vixen was seducing her.

If it weren't for the two younger people in front of her, she would have loved to tear their mouths apart.

This fox is always good at playing the victim!

Yang Silang must have been bewitched.

Hu Jiaoniang coughed a few times, gave Yang Silang a few instructions, and decided to rest for a day before entering the blessed land for Nirvana that night.

She was already seriously injured, but she had managed to say so much, and she was exhausted. After she finished speaking, she immediately closed her eyes to rest and recharge.

Mo Xinlian's eyes darted around beside her, but no one knew what she was up to.

Seeing that Hu Jiaoniang was resting.

Yang Silang and the others left the bedroom.

The group stood still in the courtyard, and before they could speak, a series of clanging and thumping sounds rang out...

At the same time, bells and drums rang out from the bell and drum towers on the city wall, and the sounds echoed throughout the city.

It should be noted that the bell and drum towers have strict rules for telling time, with the drum sounding before the bell. Such an anomaly can only mean one thing: it is an alarm.

At the same time, horns sounded from all directions outside the city, and countless people shouted slogans of killing in protest.

Fu Hongying frowned, instinctively sensing something ominous.

Xiao Yue trembled upon hearing this, her face turning deathly pale.

She had experienced the night when the Yan Kingdom fell and the capital city was captured; this was clearly the sound of a large army besieging the city.

Yang Silang, who had been to the battlefield, frowned upon hearing the sound.

He looked towards the city wall and sighed deeply.

"The enemy army is coming..."

"Oh no..." Yang Silang suddenly realized, "Zhu Tong, Xiong Shan, and the Xu family are probably still not in the provincial capital."

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