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"No, if he goes out, the Great Yu Emperor will surely die. This action will harm others, and yet you still try to deceive me!"
Evil was impatient. "Do you still want to come? Let me tell you the truth: the Demon Seed inside him is a fragment of the Entity. Serving him is just like serving the Entity itself. The resources here in Ginger haven't been fully exploited yet. Once the fragment grows a bit larger, it will be time for the Entity to go to Dayu and merge with it. If you raise the fragment well, you will naturally find your way to us."
"No, no, I cannot assist in such tyranny!"
"Demons have no goodness! If you insist on this path, I won't persuade you any further. I never expected much from you; I was merely extending a hand out of consideration for the source. You're nothing but a useless piece of mud that can't be propped up."
"We have already made arrangements; it makes no difference whether you're involved or not."
Evil abruptly severed the connection, leaving Good in a state of helplessness.
The silence of the giant stone made the Great Yu Emperor begin to roar. He thrived on this malicious emotional turmoil; it was like receiving long-lost nourishment for the Demon Fetus within him, causing even more turmoil in his belly.
Eventually exhausted from shouting, the Great Yu Emperor wanted to take a break, but he was unwilling to relent. He continued to incite himself with words and even began to claw at Pei Shen's insides as a threat.
Unable to endure any longer, the Great Yu Emperor grabbed a prepared bottle of wine and poured it down his throat.
Shadow's End watched the Great Yu Emperor's suffering and choked out, "Your Majesty, don't you already have a Method? Why bother getting angry with him? Just start now; your pain will be borne by me in the future."
"Go quickly! Your kindness, I shall remember forever," he said habitually wanting to promise something but then recalled that Shadow's End had no relatives. So he added, "I grant you that after death, you shall be buried with me on Underworld Road. Wait for me; we shall continue our servant-master relationship in our next life."
Shadow's End was deeply moved upon hearing this.
Sang Qingxiao felt enlightened by what she witnessed. "If this is considered a lifesaving grace, then so be it. The so-called gift is merely allowing one's benefactor to continue serving them in their next life," she thought with a smirk, amused that this benefactor still wore a grateful expression after hearing such words.
The ancient mindset of hierarchy truly ran deep within their bones.
The two were mutually touched for a moment before the Great Yu Emperor hurriedly urged Shadow's End to get to work. Shadow's End wiped away tears as he descended the stairs.
Feeling a renewed sense of hope, a smile finally appeared on the Great Yu Emperor's face. However, his body had already been drained nearly dry by the Demon Fetus; he looked little more than a layer of skin over a skeletal frame. When he smiled, it was even more terrifying.
Wen Xinggui dared not look directly at him but was suddenly called out by name.
"Master Wen, you've worked hard these days."
Wen Xinggui stammered, "I—I've been alright... and I've learned a lot from you."
In the midst of their journey, the Great Yu Emperor remarked, "We will have plenty of time to communicate in the future."
"Uh, no," Qi Xiaomian interjected, "he doesn't want to be haunted by evil spirits."
The Great Yu Emperor turned his gaze toward Qi Xiaomian and asked, "When do you two plan to get married? I will prepare a grand gift for you."
Qi Xiaomian remained silent.
With a smug tone, the Great Yu Emperor continued, "Aren't you curious why I am so cheerful even when death is looming over me?"
Qi Xiaomian's eyes shifted downward as he reminded him, "Your Majesty, your stomach..."
"My stomach? I will soon be rid of it," the Emperor replied dismissively.
"No, you should take a look," Qi Xiaomian insisted.
"What's there to see? It's bad luck!" the Emperor retorted.
Wen Xinggui chimed in nervously, "Your Majesty! It's getting bigger again!"
Finally looking down, the Great Yu Emperor thought he must be seeing things. His stomach had indeed grown larger, yet strangely, he felt no pain.
He touched it with his hand; it was burning hot. Pei Shen's voice erupted with an unnatural high pitch, "Shadow's End! Save me! I can't wait any longer!"
Meanwhile, Shadow's End was busy below and reflexively responded loudly, causing confusion among the court officials who were left bewildered by the scene.
The urgent calls from above echoed repeatedly, prompting the officials to lose their composure and rush upstairs to investigate. Seeing the chaos unfold, Shadow's End shouted to regain control but was met with skepticism about his true identity.
When words failed to stop them, Shadow's End drew a soft blade from his waist and killed several people in plain sight. The officials hesitated to act but urged the guards to execute the imposter claiming to be the Emperor. Shadow's End had no choice but to produce the insignia of the hidden guard leader and a royal token from His Majesty to intimidate the guards into compliance.
However, the greatest trouble lay with the court officials. The cries from above sounded unmistakably like the Emperor's and indicated he was in great distress. As a hidden guard, how could one remain indifferent while still engaging with them? Such behavior deserved punishment.
Moreover, how dare he impersonate His Majesty?
The cries from above grew increasingly frantic. In a moment of desperation, Shadow's End decided to step aside. "I am preventing you from going up for your own good. The Emperor is ill and does not wish for you to see him in such a state."
He left behind an edict stating that anyone who dared to approach would be executed without mercy. "Since you are so loyal," he added, "wouldn't you willingly trade your life for just a glimpse?"
The court still required ministers to manage affairs; collectively losing their lives was not worth it. It would be better to select a few individuals to handle matters before sending someone up for a look.
"Next year's date will be your memorial day," he warned. "Those who haven't gone up must remember to burn paper money for them."
"Is it really true that just taking a look could cost us our lives?"
Just moments ago, the once arrogant court officials were now pushing and shoving each other, unwilling to step forward. The call from above came again, and Shadow's End hurriedly approached the group of ministers, saying, "Why don't you discuss it among yourselves for now? The staircase has already been cleared for you. We are ready to welcome all the ministers up to take a look. This sword of mine is quite sharp; I assure you it will be swift and precise when sending you off."
Upon seeing Shadow's End, the Great Yu Emperor questioned him, "Why have we not begun yet?"
Shadow's End struggled to convey the truth, "The formation cannot be activated; I am currently checking it. However, there was a conflict below just now, and in the chaos, the murals were affected. Some areas are beyond repair."
"What did you say! Repeat that!"
"Your Majesty, I... I am powerless."
"So, I must die," the emperor concluded.
"Your Majesty, I deserve death a thousand times over! I am willing to accompany you to your end!"
"Shadow's End, you truly deserve to die. If you had no absolute certainty, why give me hope? It would have been better to end it all sooner." The Great Yu Emperor forced a bitter smile; after several days of turmoil, his courage had been worn down. He vented his anger, "Why did a conflict arise below? I will ensure that the instigator is torn to pieces!"
Shadow's End could not provide an answer; at its core, it was still because the Great Yu Emperor had called out too loudly.
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