Only after becoming emperor did he realize he was in a fantasy world of immortal cultivation.

Qin Palace, Imperial Study

The night was slightly cool, and the candlelight shone brightly.

The emperor, dressed in a dragon robe, sat upright at his desk, reviewing one memorial after another.

"Being an emperor is really not easy," Lin Ye sighed softly, rubbing his stiff shoulders.

It was past midnight, so Lin Ye decided to steal a moment of leisure from his busy schedule.

I slowly walked to the window, put my hands behind my back, and looked at the myriad lights in the boundless night. A sense of comfort welled up in my heart.

In the end, this beautiful land is no longer engulfed in war, and children no longer cry at night.

As people reach middle age, it's inevitable that they will occasionally reminisce about the past.

Upon closer reflection, he realized that he had been in this world for over twenty years.

He transmigrated to a time of chaos, when five kingdoms coexisted, and the kingdom he transmigrated into was the smallest and most insignificant of them—Qin.

His identity was that of the ruler of the Qin state.

The people of Qin were so disgusted with them that they would spit on them in private.

That's right, the original owner of this body was a tyrannical ruler.

He was an expert in all aspects of life, from eating and drinking to having fun, and he decided national affairs by rolling dice.

In terms of extravagance, there was nothing its predecessor couldn't do; there was nothing it couldn't do.

Lin Ye shook his head and sighed, feeling a sense of melancholy.

It is hard not to associate the name Qin with a period of great significance and significance in the long history of China, spanning thousands of years.

The Qin Empire, through the accumulated achievements of six generations, finally unified the country under the First Emperor, laying the foundation for its lasting prosperity.

And now, this is how things exist in this world.

Lin Ye, a descendant of the Yellow Emperor and now the ruler of the Qin state, naturally possesses the ambition to emulate Qin Shi Huang.

Therefore, in the years that followed, Lin Ye formed alliances with various countries to fight against powerful enemies, developed the economy and promoted the rule of law domestically, and built up the imperial cavalry.

In ten years, it has developed from a poor and weak country into the strongest nation, and yesterday it officially proclaimed itself emperor.

The people of the five states are all Qin citizens, and under the moonlight, all land is Qin territory.

Lin Ye dared not say that he was comparable to the First Emperor, but as an emperor in this life, he could say that he had done right by himself and the people under his rule.

However, his ability to achieve his current success in just a few years is not only due to the accumulation of experience he gained from working as a civil servant for five years in his previous life, but also thanks to the "Book of a Hundred Lifetimes" in his mind.

This book suddenly appeared in his mind in his previous life.

Things only changed when he died at the age of twenty-eight.

Lin Ye summoned it with his mind. This book has no fixed form and can be transformed into any script from ancient times to the present.

In a short while, the Book of a Hundred Generations transformed into a scroll and slowly opened before him.

[Death in another world, the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes officially begins.]

[The Book of a Hundred Lifetimes: After death, one can be reincarnated in this world as one of all things (excluding the living)]

After reincarnation, you can randomly obtain a reward by settling your past life experiences.

Current page number: 1

Pages remaining: 99

[Name: Lin Ye]

Age: 38

The reward for reincarnation is: extraordinary comprehension.

That's his magic touch.

Thanks to the rewards from the Book of a Hundred Lifetimes, even though he had missed the best age for martial arts training, he was able to create a set of techniques suitable for the original owner's useless physique, thanks to his extraordinary comprehension.

If he hadn't had any protective techniques, relying solely on the initial guards of this small country, he would probably have been wiped out by the continuous assassinations from other countries, just like the original owner of this body.

Unfortunately, only low-level weapons exist in this world.

It cannot be used to cultivate immortality.

Although his Hundred Lifetimes Book allows him to reincarnate continuously, it can only last for a hundred lifetimes.

Moreover, he didn't know if he would be so lucky to be reborn as a human in his next life.

If one is reborn as a bird, beast, or plant in several lifetimes, it would be better to die.

......

next day

The whole country celebrated, and Lin Ye hosted a banquet on a high platform. The officials toasted each other, and the atmosphere was joyful.

Since it was a banquet, singing and dancing were naturally indispensable for entertainment.

Lin Ye casually picked up a grape and put it in his mouth, his gaze downwards losing some of its usual majesty in the current atmosphere.

To be honest, ever since he transmigrated into the body of the King of Qin, he has been completely cut off from entertainment such as singing and dancing.

Initially, it was because the original owner had such a bad reputation that spending his days indulging in song and dance was routine for him, and the court officials with some ambition had long been extremely disappointed with him.

To reverse public opinion, such entertainment must be cut off to demonstrate determination.

Later, it turned out to be because I was too busy.

The phrase "unify the world" sounds easy, but to actually achieve it is beyond the reach of moving mountains and filling seas.

"His Majesty."

Upon hearing this, Lin Ye shifted his gaze to Gao Ren, who was sitting at the head of the table bowing respectfully, and asked, "What is it, Prime Minister?"

"Your Majesty, a few days ago I had a chance encounter with the daughter of an old friend, named Zhou Ru. This girl has been studying dance since childhood. Hearing that Your Majesty is hosting a banquet for all the officials today, a celebration for the whole country, she repeatedly begged me to ask Your Majesty for the grace to allow her to perform a long-sleeved dance, to express her admiration for Your Majesty."

"I wonder if Your Majesty would be so kind as to..."

Lin Ye's gaze fell subtly on the ministers who were exchanging glances.

He had already made up his mind.

This is hardly the case of a friend's daughter wanting to dance.

It's obvious that these old guys are trying to find ways to send him women.

It's also because he cultivated such a good image in his early years that these people still believe he has no interest in women and only loves his country.

He was in his prime, yet he had no children.

It's not surprising that these people might have other ideas.

Although he wasn't a womanizer, he wasn't a monk either. His subject had put in the effort, so he naturally had no reason to "let him down."

"Yes," Lin Ye uttered softly.

"Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty."

Before long, the dancers changed, and the music started playing again.

Petals fluttered and drifted through the air.

Several dancers dressed in purple swayed their hips among them.

Immediately afterwards, the drums sounded, and the dancers, holding pink round fans, formed a circle.

After several drumbeats like a sudden downpour, everyone's attention was focused on a woman whose face was veiled in red gauze, who emerged slowly like a lotus rising from the water.

The woman had her black hair tied up with a jade hairpin, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite, and her red dress was as red as fire.

With a turn of her head and a glance back, she was captivating yet otherworldly.

A sudden gust of wind lifted her stunning beauty.

The ministers were instantly stunned.

But a moment later, when the woman flicked her sleeve and looked at the emperor on the throne with her watery eyes, they suddenly woke up as if from a dream.

Then he remembered why the Prime Minister had summoned Zhou Ru.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the high seat.

But then they discovered...

Their emperor showed no emotion whatsoever.

The group exchanged glances, their brows furrowed with worry.

Lin Ye took in the expressions of everyone sitting below and couldn't help but find it amusing.

If he doesn't accept Zhou Ru, all his trusted advisors will probably become matchmakers.

However, in that brief moment, his years of military experience made him realize the murderous intent hidden in Zhou Ru's eyes.

Just as Lin Ye was about to order the arrest, Zhou Ru seemed to realize that she had been exposed.

He immediately leaped into the air, his long sleeves suddenly sweeping towards the woods.

Amidst the cries of "Protect the Emperor!" from the crowd, her long sleeves flowed like a river, meandering and turning until she reached Lin Ye's side.

Upon seeing this, Zhou Ru smiled.

His eyes revealed a murderous intent.

But when Zhou Ru controlled her long sleeves to aim straight for Lin Ye's heart, she discovered that Lin Ye could actually sever her long sleeves with a single sword strike.

Zhou Ru was unable to stop in time and was immediately seriously injured.

"How dare they attempt to assassinate His Majesty! Seize them immediately!"

One of the ministers surrounding Lin Ye shouted.

Immediately afterwards, hundreds of armored soldiers captured Zhou Ru, who was vomiting blood.

"Ha, a mere weed, dares to call itself emperor?" Zhou Ru, forced to kneel, stared at Lin Ye with humiliation and disdain.