Many children, many blessings; a stunningly beautiful wife is given to you right from the start.

"Well done."

Lin Mo praised Lu Zhi.

But Lu Zhi didn't take the bait at all, and changed the subject:

"Your Majesty, I will certainly do my utmost in governing, but I still must offer my advice regarding Your Majesty's decision to spend the night in the inner palace last night!"

"If Your Majesty does not pull back from the brink, I will remain kneeling forever!"

Lin Mo remained silent.

It's like a rock in a latrine, smelly and hard.

Go farm rewards in the harem and do some serious business on the side. Do I have to explain the system to you?

"We'll talk about going to the harem later."

Lin Mo interrupted him.

"Zhao Wu".

"Your subject is here!"

Zhao Wu jogged in from outside the hall and knelt on one knee.

Lin Mo tapped on the armrest of the dragon throne.

"Take five thousand elite Imperial Guards and head to Luofeng Manor, thirty miles west of the city."

"Remember, don't alert them. Bring everyone from the manor back to me, without missing a single one."

"If anyone resists, kill them on the spot, leaving no one alive."

"I obey your decree!"

Zhao Wu stood up and strode out of the main hall.

Lin Mo then looked at Lu Zhi.

"Lord Lu, please get up."

Lu Zhi remained motionless.

"If Your Majesty does not agree..."

"Get up and get to work!"

Lin Mo raised his voice.

Lu Zhi then reluctantly stood up.

Lin Mo gave the instructions.

"Take two thousand men and go to the royal mausoleum in the south of the city."

"Behind the stele of the third imperial tomb, there is a raised blue brick. Press it down, turn it three times to the left, and two times to the right. There is a hidden door inside."

After a pause, Lin Mo continued.

"Open the secret door and bring everything inside back to me. Remember to bring plenty of carriages, as there might be a lot of stuff."

Lu Zhi was stunned.

Royal cemetery?

Hidden door?

Moving things?

His mind was full of questions, but his duty as a subject prevented him from asking further.

"Your subject obeys." Lu Zhi cupped his hands in greeting.

"Go ahead," Lin Mo waved.

Lu Zhi turned and left, his back still showing a stubbornness.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, Lin Mo smiled.

Last night in bed, he managed to pry a lot of secrets out of Mu Wanrong.

The assassins secretly trained by the Xia family are hidden in Luofeng Manor.

As for the secret treasure they plundered, it was hidden in a dark chamber within the royal mausoleum.

"Does anyone else have a memorial to present?"

Lin Mo withdrew his gaze and scanned the assembled officials below.

The hall was so quiet you could hear someone breathing.

The courtiers kept their eyes down and their minds at ease, none daring to provoke trouble at this time.

"Dismiss the court."

Lin Mo stood up and flicked his wide sleeves.

"Dismiss the court!"

The old eunuch Li Dequan, who was standing nearby, quickly chimed in.

Lin Mo strode down the imperial steps and headed straight for the rear hall.

Li Dequan hunched over, following closely behind.

"Your Majesty, your bedchamber has been prepared."

"This old servant had the entire Qianqing Palace replaced with new things, inside and out. Everything that was used before was thrown out and burned, not a single item was left."

Lin Mo didn't speak, but simply nodded slightly and continued walking forward.

His mind is now filled with the incredible rewards in the system space.

The Great Qian Dynasty had just been established, and everything was in need of rebuilding.

He was filled with anticipation at the prospect of building a dynasty that truly belonged to him.

Moreover, judging from the two waves of rewards given after the system upgrade.

Is he planning to create a cultivation empire for himself?

"Cool!"

Lin Mo was extremely excited.

After passing through many palace gates, we arrived at the Qianqing Palace.

The palace was enormous, with twelve golden pillars with coiled dragons supporting a towering dome.

The ground was covered with gleaming gold bricks, and the air was filled with a faint scent of ambergris.

Extremely luxurious.

"Get me some food."

Lin Mo sat on the large dragon throne and gave his orders.

Last night I spent the whole night at Fengyi Palace with Mu Wanrong and Xia Qinghan, and my stomach has been growling with hunger for a long time.

"yes!"

Li Dequan quickly clapped his hands: "Serve the meal!"

Soon, a group of maids dressed in pink palace attire filed in, carrying gold, silver, and jade platters.

Bird's nest, bear paw, deer antler... dozens of delicacies from land and sea were instantly laid out on the huge round table.

Lin Mo picked up his chopsticks and began to eat heartily.

Li Dequan served her carefully from the side, occasionally handing her a silk handkerchief.

The maids serving the dishes were even more trembling with fear, their heads almost touching their chests, afraid of making the slightest noise and angering the new emperor.

After eating and drinking his fill, Lin Mo threw down his chopsticks.

"Alright, everyone, get out."

"This old servant takes his leave."

Li Dequan and his maids bowed as they withdrew, closing the heavy palace doors behind them.

The palace fell silent.

Lin Mo walked to the large dragon bed, lay down sprawled out, and a thought crossed his mind.

A deep blue book, radiating a chilling aura, appeared out of thin air in his hand.

The Mysterious Ice Sword Technique.

Lin Mo probed the book with his divine sense, and a massive flow of information instantly flooded his mind.

This is a top-tier sword technique that leads directly to the path of Nascent Soul, and it is divided into nine levels.

It comes with three deadly moves: Frozen Thousands of Miles, Mystic Ice Sword Formation, and Absolute Zero.

When cultivated to its peak, a single sword strike can freeze even space itself.

Lin Mo touched his chin.

This sword technique can only be practiced by those with an extremely cold constitution.

He thought of Xia Qinghan.

That little wild horse's Xuanbing Saint Body from last night was indeed top-notch.

If she uses this sword technique during intercourse, the two of them can achieve twice the result with half the effort in their dual cultivation.

But Lin Mo didn't intend to give it to her right now.

Although Xia Qinghan was forcibly taken by him, her stubbornness had not been worn down, and her loyalty was only 80%.

This top-tier skill must be given to someone with 100% loyalty and unwavering devotion.

Let her wait a few days.

It's not too late to give it to her when she fully understands reality and becomes completely obedient to you.

"Or we can wait until Ruxue arrives and see if her constitution is suitable."

Lin Mo thought of Qin Ruxue, who was far away at Heishui Pass.

His second wife was a master swordsman and the commander of the Zhenbei Army.

If Qin Ruxue could master this sword technique, the Great Qian Dynasty would gain an invincible female war goddess.

"Keep it for now."

Lin Mo put the "Mysterious Ice Sword Technique" back into the system space.

Next, is the main event.

Lin Mo took out a yellowed parchment scroll from his spatial storage.

Blueprints for the Psychic Musket

This diagram is different from the sword manual.

Although its destructive power is not as heaven-defying as the Xuanbing Sword Technique, the sword technique is a one-time consumable; once learned, it's gone.

But these blueprints can be mass-produced on an assembly line as long as the materials are gathered and the craftsmen are found.

Lin Mo carefully examined the structure on the blueprints.

The musket is three feet long and is made entirely of red copper and black iron.

Inside the gun barrel, miniature energy-concentrating arrays and explosive arrays need to be engraved.

The most bizarre thing about this thing is that it doesn't require the user to have any cultivation level.

Even a farmer who is completely powerless can, once he pulls the trigger,

The formation will instantly draw energy from the power source and emit a beam of psionic energy.

Its power is comparable to a full-force attack from a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

If we mass-produce this thing and equip it to Lao Meng's Hanshan Army...

A scene even flashed through Lin Mo's mind.

The 500,000 iron cavalry of the Northern Barbarians marched south, charging menacingly toward Blackwater Pass.

Old Meng stood on the city wall and waved his hand.

On the city wall, 30,000 Zhenbei soldiers raised their psionic firearms in unison.

Countless dazzling beams of psionic energy tore through the battlefield.

Five hundred thousand iron cavalrymen were reduced to ashes in the beam of light before they could even scream.

This is a true example of dimensional reduction attack!

With this thing, the border's combat strength will see a qualitative leap.

This will greatly save his energy, as he won't have to handle everything personally.

He can then focus more intently on finding beauties from all over the world.

cough cough...

It is for the benefit of the whole world!