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

Qingzhou.

Lin Ye walked down the bustling street, with Zhao Fei following behind him.

Pedestrians come and go, and people constantly brush past them.

Lin Ye strolled leisurely, casually surveying his surroundings.

It was completely impossible to tell who they were looking for.

A few days ago, Lin Ye received news that the two rogue cultivators Zhou Wanwan mentioned had been found in Qingzhou.

After a moment's thought, he instructed Gao Ren to temporarily take full charge of state affairs, while he himself brought Zhao Fei to... find someone.

Therefore, following the address relayed by the guards sent over, Lin Ye's gaze was fixed on a pharmacy called "Lingze".

This is the place he is going to.

Enter the pharmacy.

Lin Ye leisurely glanced around at the surroundings; the layout of the pharmacy was no different from that of an ordinary pharmacy.

The only difference is the people.

Inside the pharmacy, the two people, one old and one young, were both "busy" with their own things and showed no intention of paying attention to him, the "customer."

"Zhao Fei, go and keep watch outside," Lin Ye instructed in a low voice, turning his head to the side.

"Yes," Zhao Fei replied.

At this moment, perhaps it was because Lin Ye's word "guard" was too jarring, that it instantly drew the attention of both of them.

Lin Ye suddenly received two unfriendly stares, but his expression did not change in the slightest.

"What medicine does the young master require?"

Lin Ye looked at the old man who was speaking. His hair and beard were all white, but his eyes were bright and piercing.

"I don't need medicine, I'll find someone," Lin Ye said slowly, looking at the old man.

The old man's tone became very impatient upon hearing this. "This is a pharmacy. If you are looking for someone, please go to the yamen (government office)."

Lin Ye: "Sir, you might as well listen to who I'm looking for first. If neither of you knows, then I can leave."

The old man didn't say anything more, then lowered his head again to work on the abacus, perfectly demonstrating his indifference to the situation.

Lin Ye didn't blame him for his "rudeness," but simply uttered softly, "Ji Lin, Zhu Kang..."

Upon hearing this, the two stopped using their abacuses and tidying up their medicine, and both looked up at him.

Under such "eager" gazes, Lin Ye continued slowly, "Do you two know each other?"

"Who are you?"

The old man, Zhu Kang, looked at Lin Ye with hostility, not believing that the other party did not recognize them when he asked the question.

"Me?" Lin Ye's gaze swept lightly across the two faces, then he said unhurriedly, "I think I should be the person you are looking for."

Ji Lin walked over at this moment. "What do you mean?"

"Young master has come from afar, why don't we go to the inner room for a cup of tea and talk in detail?" Zhu Kang's eyes darted around, his thoughts hidden, before he spoke.

Lin Ye nodded upon hearing this.

"Please sit, young master."

After Zhu Kang finished speaking, Ji Lin poured himself a cup of tea.

It was as if they were truly treating the other person as a guest.

Zhu Kang: "Young Master just said you are the person we are looking for... What does that mean?"

"Aren't you looking for a weed?"

Lin Ye slowly picked up his tea and said.

"Young master is right, we are..." Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Kang realized from looking at the man's nonchalant words and actions that Lin Ye's words were like a thunderbolt.

Ji Lin's voice, like his somewhat timid features, was low and weak, "How did you know we were looking for weeds? Who...who are you?"

Neither of them immediately connected the person with the grass.

"Not only do I know, I also know that cultivators from the three great immortal clans are searching for it," Lin Ye said, taking a sip of tea.

"you......"

The two were startled upon hearing this.

"You're a cultivator too?" Zhu Kang could only make this guess.

However, he clearly remembered that he had never seen a monk with such a face before.

Could it be that he used magic to disguise himself?

Zhu Kang was immediately filled with a myriad of thoughts.

Lin Ye shook his head. "I'm not."

Ji Lin, who was standing to the side, went over Lin Ye's words in his mind twice, feeling that they had overlooked something.

Then, he blurted out urgently, "Are you saying you're a weed?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Kang sneered, "Ji Lin, have you been hallucinating from looking for weeds lately? You're calling everyone you meet a weed."

However, he could understand that he and Ji Lin were not like those outstanding disciples who possessed advanced soul-detecting techniques. Since entering the illusion, they had tried using ordinary soul-detecting techniques but had found nothing so far.

In order to survive in this illusory world, they even partnered up to open this pharmacy.

There was no other way; this world was devoid of spiritual energy, so they could only conserve their magical spells.

Even the circulation of spiritual energy is shut down, just like a mortal. Since one is a mortal, one naturally needs to eat and drink.

To think that a cultivator at the fourth level of Qi Refining would have to put on a smiling face for these mortals every day, his life was truly...

So now that a suspicious person has arrived, Ji Lin might be spouting such nonsense...

"No, wait," Zhu Kang thought for a moment, then asked with a complicated expression, "Are you really a weed?"

Although the Grand Elder of the Qingling Sect once said that one could break through to the next realm by cutting through grass, it is not impossible for grass to turn into a person.

Then Zhu Kang gave Lin Ye, who was so "sincere and outspoken," a rather serious look.

A young man like Ji Lin might believe that a hunter could have meat appear out of his sight if he wanted to eat it, but he... wouldn't believe it.

"Then may I ask, young master, what is the purpose of our search for wild herbs?" Zhu Kang asked with a mysterious air.

Lin Ye remained calm. "You're going to kill me."

Zhu Kang could no longer keep up the act and immediately began using his Soul-Detecting Technique on Lin Ye.

A moment later, he completely lost the composure that one would expect at his age, and said excitedly, "Yes... you really are transformed from wild grass."

After he finished speaking, Zhu Kang's expression changed immediately.

Even Ji Lin's gentle features had become more sharp.

While it may seem foolish for prey to come to you on its own, it's equally foolish to turn down food that's practically in your mouth.

They certainly wouldn't be that foolish.

However, just as they were about to make their move, they heard Lin Ye say leisurely, "I forgot to introduce myself to you."

"My name is Lin Ye, and I am the emperor of this world."

"emperor?"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Kang immediately recalled some things.

Unlike those immortal cultivators who always cultivate in their caves.

He entered the path of immortality at the age of forty, and after learning some decent magic, he went to the mortal emperors to show off a few times, and was then appointed as the national teacher.

Later, he gradually became dissatisfied with the position of the imperial advisor, feeling that if he could become the emperor, he would surely be able to use his magic to benefit the people.

As a result, he was injured by the humanistic energy emanating from the emperor after only using one move.

It was also because the emperor's humanity and fortune were not strong at that time, otherwise...

By now, Zhu Kang had finally realized one thing—this was definitely not a free lunch.

Ji Lin, bewildered, asked, "What does it have to do with the emperor and us wanting to kill you?"

"I think...this old gentleman should understand," Lin Ye said with a leisurely smile, looking at the two of them.

Zhu Kang understood perfectly well; even now, the thought of being wounded by the power of humanity still pains him deeply.