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

Before Zhou Ru could voice her guess, a gentle breeze swept through the window, causing the candlelight of the palace lantern to flicker as if it might go out at any moment.

Zhou Ru's heart skipped a beat, a hint of wariness flashing in her eyes. She shouted sharply, "Who?"

Before she finished speaking, she had already secretly gathered her spiritual power, and her hands clenched slightly, with a faint light emanating from her palms.

"Fellow Daoist Gongsun, you've come here so late at night. Could it be that you've come to apologize to me for Zhou Yan's death?" At this moment, Zhou Wanwan's voice was as cold as ice, as if an invisible spiritual force was being released, instantly making the surrounding wind take on human form.

"What do you mean by this, Fellow Daoist Wanwan?" Gongsun Yan pretended to be puzzled and sat down opposite Zhou Wanwan, smiling as he asked.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ru rolled her eyes at Gongsun Yan, crossed her arms, and turned her head away, practically writing "unwelcome" on her face. "Hmph, stop pretending to be stupid."

"Fellow Daoist Ru is joking. Disciples of my Gongsun Immortal Clan can hold all the laws of the world in their hearts, but they will never pretend to be stupid," Gongsun Yan replied with a smile, unmoved.

Zhou Wanwan's mention of Zhou Yan's death was merely a feint to gauge Gongsun Yan's reaction.

Gongsun Yan's apparent ignorance of Zhou Yan only confirmed her suspicions.

"But then again, judging from what Fellow Daoist Wanwan is saying, could it be that you sent Fellow Daoist Zhou to secretly monitor me? Otherwise, why would you ask me about the death of your subordinate?" Gongsun Yan said with a smile.

Zhou Wanwan coldly replied, "Fellow Daoist Gongsun is joking."

After that, there was a period of silence.

Gongsun Yan, still waiting for Zhou Wanwan's further "explanation": "..."

It was a simple matter, and Zhou Wanwan didn't bother to waste her breath explaining.

Gongsun Yan spared his life for the time being.

The most important thing right now is... the forest.

Gongsun Yan clearly sensed this from Zhou Wanwan's expression, so he changed the subject and said, "Fellow Daoist Wanwan, to be honest, I came here tonight to ask when you, as an ally, plan to take Lin Ye's life."

"I may be able to lend Fellow Daoist Wanwan a hand at that time."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Ru couldn't help but let out a soft snort and sneered, "So you've given up on killing weeds?"

Gongsun Yan smiled slightly, his eyes showing a hint of composure, but his tone also carried a touch of helplessness as he said, "Even if I said I had severed ties, I believe neither of you fellow Daoists would believe me."

Then he continued, "Of course, that's impossible too."

"Since that's the case, how are you going to help us?" Zhou Ru paused slightly, a contemptuous smile appearing on her face, and said coldly, "Are you perhaps seeing that we have no one backing us, and planning to stab us in the back when necessary, helping us die sooner?"

Upon hearing this, Gongsun Yan simply shook his head slightly, as if he hadn't noticed the sarcasm in the words, and replied with a smile, "Of course not."

"I believe that you two fellow Daoists are also aware that although the human race's fortune is currently in decline, it has not been completely eliminated."

"Therefore, to be on the safe side, we should first work together to subdue the weeds, and then..." Gongsun Yan's gaze fell on Zhou Wanwan, and he continued, "...and then we'll settle this once and for all."

"What does Fellow Daoist Wanwan think?"

As Gongsun Yan spoke, he subtly observed Zhou Wanwan's expression, attempting to discern a trace of "true meaning" from her aloof face.

But he clearly failed.

Zhou Wanwan didn't even flinch when she heard this.

Immediately afterwards, Gongsun Yan heard Zhou Wanwan say, "I am currently planning to act according to the circumstances."

At this point, Zhou Wanwan glanced meaningfully at Gongsun Yan opposite her and said, "If we find an opportunity, it's not too late to discuss this matter again."

"However..." Zhou Wanwan's cool tone lingered as she slowly continued under Gongsun Yan's expectant gaze, "If Daoist Gongsun has any good opportunities, please feel free to speak up."

Gongsun Yan hadn't expected that these words would come back to him, so he chuckled twice and said, "Like Fellow Daoist Wanwan, I also intend to act according to circumstances."

After they finished speaking, the two looked at each other for a moment, and the silence spoke volumes.

Clearly, the alliance has reached the point of breaking up.

However, there was no benefit in revealing this secret, so Gongsun Yan immediately bid him farewell and then transformed into a gentle breeze and left through the window.

After Gongsun Yan left, Zhou Ru hurriedly said, "Master, there is something I really don't understand."

Zhou Wanwan: "What is it?"

"Since you guessed that Gongsun Yan would definitely make a move on the day of the palace banquet, why didn't you strike first?" Zhou Ru asked, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, her expression somewhat puzzled.

Upon hearing this, Zhou Wanwan simply said, "Let Gongsun Yan go ahead and lead the charge, and we'll act according to the circumstances."

Lying on the bed, Lin Ye heard the conversation of the group clearly, and a surge of thoughts welled up in his mind.

At dawn, Lin Ye left Fanghua Palace and went to Yangxin Hall.

After processing several memorials, he put down his vermilion pen and said in a deep voice to the eunuch, "Summon Prime Minister Gao Ren and Zhao Fei to an audience."

"According to the order." The eunuch bowed and retreated.

About half an incense stick later, Gao Ren and Zhao Fei entered the hall at the same time.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." The two bowed in unison, their voices loud and clear.

No need for formalities.

Lin Ye first turned his gaze to Zhao Fei and asked bluntly, "Is everything arranged for the Divine Martial Army?"

"Your Majesty, the Divine Martial Army has all arrived at Wuya Mountain," Zhao Fei replied, straightening up slightly.

The thought of facing those demons tomorrow filled him with excitement.

Lin Ye nodded upon hearing this, then shifted his gaze to Prime Minister Gao Ren. "How are the celebrations being arranged in various regions?"

Gao Ren replied immediately: "Your Majesty, everything has been arranged. We are just waiting for the appointed time. Once the entire nation celebrates the completion of the Dan Palace, it will become... the path to exorcise demons."

Upon hearing this, a dark glint flashed quickly in Lin Ye's eyes. If these cultivators were to see how he had instantly revived the human destiny they so desperately desired...

Their expressions must have been quite interesting.

the other side

At this moment, "Mingxin Jing," who was waiting for orders at Wuya Mountain, slightly raised his head to look at the human destiny above. Thinking of the palace banquet tomorrow, a dark light flashed in his eyes like a shooting star.

Gongsun Yan will definitely make his move tomorrow, and he...

Simultaneously

Zhu Kang and Ji Lin, who had been settled by Lin Ye in a courtyard in Kyoto, were also gazing at the human destiny under the sky.

"Tomorrow... is really a good day," Zhu Kang said meaningfully to Ji Lin beside him.

Although Ji Lin's eyes still appeared weak, it was not difficult to see the excitement in his expression: "Tomorrow is the day we take Lin Ye's life."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Kang glanced at Ji Lin and let out a meaningful "Hmm?" through his nose.

As if realizing something, Ji Lin quickly lowered his head and replied, "I misspoke. The one who took Lin Ye's life was naturally Fellow Daoist Zhu."

Finally, he hurriedly added, "What I mean is that I will definitely help Fellow Daoist Zhu eliminate the other cultivators tomorrow."

"So that Fellow Daoist Zhu can take Lin Ye's life alone."

Zhu Kang then withdrew his gaze, a satisfied smile appearing on his face.

"It's laughable that Lin Ye actually let the whole country celebrate the completion of the Dan Palace, little did he know... that he was celebrating... the day of his death."