Chapter 77: Let’s Go Sacrifice to the Divine Weapon

The essence of the rules contained within the Evil Weapons such as the Splitting Sky Axe allowed Lin Yuan to advance further toward the Fourth Realm.

And in order to continue increasing the strength of the Reverse God Society, Lin Yuan bestowed all the Divine Weapon fragments he had previously obtained,

using them to Cultivate new Evil Weapon Envoys.

These Divine Weapon fragments had all been comprehended by Lin Yuan, so keeping them by his side no longer held any significance.

Furthermore, the bestowed Divine Weapon fragments had also been completely refined and obeyed Lin Yuan's commands.

The Evil Weapon Envoys cultivated using these Evil Weapons naturally could not be unruly; instead, they belonged to subordinates entirely loyal to Lin Yuan.

Time passed.

In the blink of an eye, another five years passed.

The Great Yan capital.

Hundred Flowers Hall.

This was the palace where the Great Yan Empress Dowager used to live when she was a concubine.

Although with the dignity of the Empress Dowager, she should have been able to move to a palace with a higher specification, Wang Shangfeng did not do so.

She had lived in Hundred Flowers Hall for more than a decade and was already accustomed to it.

On this day,

Lin Yuan came to visit his mother.

Ever since ascending the throne, Lin Yuan had placed most of his energy into Cultivate, only coming over once every half a year or even a year.

"Yuan'er, how did you feel about those concubines selected for you last time?"

Although Wang Shangfeng was over ninety years old, she looked only about forty-five, with a ruddy complexion and very good spirits.

In the Cultivate system of this world, although the Blood Refinement Martial Saint was comparable to the Second Realm extreme,

however, in terms of longevity extension, it was of little use. Even a Martial Saint could only live a little over a hundred years at most.

Lin Yuan deduced that this was also influenced by the Divine Weapons.

After all, the longer one lived, the more likely one was to delve into a level surpassing the Martial Saint.

The thirty-six Divine Weapons were dormant most of the time, so they naturally would not allow such matters beyond their control to happen.

Thus, directly imposing restrictions on Lifespan,

as powerful as a Blood Refinement Martial Saint was, upon reaching this stage, most were eighty or ninety years old, with declining Qi and blood, and their Lifespan limit approaching.

Where would they have any energy to delve into the Realm beyond the Martial Saint?

Wang Shangfeng was not a Martial Saint, yet at this age she was still lively and energetic, which naturally could not be separated from Lin Yuan's secret tendon-cleansing and marrow-washing.

With Lin Yuan's current strength, the tendon-cleansing and marrow-washing he performed was no different from an Immortal Pill or miraculous medicine to Wang Shangfeng.

According to Wang Shangfeng's current body, living to two hundred years old was not a problem at all.

"It's alright."

Lin Yuan said casually.

Fifty or sixty years after ascending the throne, Lin Yuan had not given birth to any offspring.

Mainly because there was no need; Lin Yuan was not Retired Emperor Liu Shi.

An emperor needed offspring mainly to determine the candidate for the crown prince and confirm the Dynasty's successor.

But Lin Yuan did not need these. With his Lifespan, even if he gave birth to offspring and determined a crown prince candidate, that crown prince would definitely pass away first in the end.

Residing in this Realm for at least one hundred and sixty years was enough to outlive the Blood Refinement Martial Saint.

Even if he really wanted to leave offspring, he would only consider it in the last twenty or thirty years of his residency limit.

Upon hearing Lin Yuan's reply, Empress Dowager Wang Shangfeng immediately understood that her son was perfunctorily brushing her off.

However, Wang Shangfeng could do nothing about Lin Yuan now.

Nowadays, under Lin Yuan's rule, the Great Yan Dynasty could almost compare with the most powerful countries among the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains.

And Lin Yuan's prestige surpassed all previous emperors, becoming the monarch with the greatest achievements since the founding of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"Right, your imperial father's health has been a bit poor recently. Yuan'er, you should go take a look when you have time."

Wang Shangfeng said in a low voice, as if remembering something.

"Alright."

Hearing this, Lin Yuan nodded and said.

Leaving Hundred Flowers Hall,

imperial clan members came to pay their respects.

"Your Majesty, our Great Yan Dynasty has not produced a Soldier Envoy for more than a decade."

This imperial clan member was still Lin Yuan's elder; at this moment, he was senile and decrepit, reminding Lin Yuan.

For the Thirty-Six Kingdoms of the Central Plains, the most important thing was to Cultivate Soldier Envoys.

As for everything else, it was secondary. Only with Soldier Envoys present could the foundation of the country be suppressed.

As for the previous generation's Soldier Envoy, which was Lin Yuan's Seventh Sister, she had passed away more than a decade ago.

Because Seventh Sister had never allowed the Divine Weapon to awaken, nor had she ever urged the Divine Weapon, she lived a little longer than the Soldier Envoys of past generations.

"Soldier Envoy."

In Lin Yuan's eyes appeared Seventh Sister, who ran up to him fifty or sixty years ago to see him for the last time, her eye sockets red.

After becoming a Divine Weapon Envoy, one was equivalent to being bound to the Divine Weapon. Unless Lin Yuan's strength crushed it, it was very difficult to cut off the connection between the two.

"There is no rush for this matter."

Lin Yuan said faintly.

"Yes."

This imperial clan member opened his mouth to speak but stopped, and in the end said nothing.

Sending away this imperial clan member,

Lin Yuan soon saw Retired Emperor Liu Shi.

Compared with Wang Shangfeng, Liu Shi's condition was much worse.

His hair and beard were all white, and his skin was wrinkled.

The reason for this…

…was because Lin Yuan had never performed tendon-cleansing and marrow-washing for Liu Shi.

As the former emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty, Liu Shi had sacrificed to the State-Protecting Divine Weapon multiple times.

The Divine Weapon mark had long been planted on his body.

Once Lin Yuan used his own strength to perform tendon-cleansing and marrow-washing for Liu Shi,

it would most likely alarm that State-Protecting Divine Weapon of the Great Yan Dynasty.

"Imperial Father."

Lin Yuan chatted with Retired Emperor Liu Shi for a long time.

Mainly Liu Shi was speaking, and Lin Yuan was listening.

Liu Shi had also heard a thing or two about the current situation of the Great Yan Dynasty.

His own son had become the holy monarch with the highest achievements in the history of the Dynasty.

Liu Shi was naturally overjoyed from the bottom of his heart.

"Yuan'er, I'm afraid I'm going to go."

"In this lifetime, the thing I, Liu Shi, regret the least is handing Great Yan over to your hands."

After speaking for a while, Liu Shi felt dispirited, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

"It's almost time."

Leaving the palace where Retired Emperor Liu Shi lived, Lin Yuan raised his head and glanced toward the due north direction.

That was precisely the location of the Great Yan Dynasty's Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon.

Five or six years ago, Lin Yuan had already reached the quasi-fourth Realm level, not weaker than the Divine Weapon.

Now absorbing the rule essences within the Splitting Sky Axe and many other Evil Weapons, his strength had improved once again.

The next day.

In the imperial court,

the civil and military officials of the Great Yan Dynasty looked excited.

Because Lin Yuan would participate in this morning court session to discuss state affairs with the ministers.

For the ministers, this was undoubtedly heart-stirring.

You must know that this generation's emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty…

…his ability and methods could be called the greatest of all past emperors, with the only flaw being that he disliked showing his face.

Many new ministers in the imperial court had never seen this emperor even once.

Countless commoners of the Great Yan Dynasty regarded Lin Yuan as the most respected object in their hearts.

If not for Lin Yuan, how could the Dynasty have achieved such great governance today?

Above the dragon chair,

Lin Yuan sat casually.

Below, minister after minister stepped forward to report on state affairs and government matters.

When the morning court session was almost over,

the Minister of Rites finally walked out.

"Your Majesty has ascended the throne for more than fifty years. According to ancestral system, you should go to the Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon to offer sacrifices—"

This Minister of Rites read from a prepared text, harboring no thought of getting a direct reply at all.

For more than fifty years, from Lin Yuan's ascension to the present, he had experienced three Ministers of Rites in full.

These three Ministers of Rites all regarded advising the emperor to go to the Ancestral Ground of Divine Weapon to sacrifice to the Divine Weapon as something that must be said during every morning court session.

However, the emperor had never given them a reply, and the three Ministers of Rites did not dare to demand it forcibly. They could only be like this, speaking up whenever there was an opportunity.

And this had already become the habit of the three Ministers of Rites.

Or rather, a hope to look forward to.

However,

just as this current Minister of Rites finished speaking,

Lin Yuan, sitting on the dragon chair, slightly nodded, stood up, and said: "Indeed, it is time to go to the ancestral ground to sacrifice to the Divine Weapon."

Hearing this, this current Minister of Rites was stunned for a moment.

Then his eye sockets instantly began to moisten.

For more than fifty years, the emperor's body was finally no longer indisposed, but intended to go to the ancestral ground to sacrifice to the Divine Weapon.