Simulated immortality allows me to calculate talent stats.

[“Decree: Seal Taiyuan!”]

[By imperial decree, accompanied by a dazzling display of golden light, the Taiyuan Palace was sealed off once more.]

You are clad in flowing gold robes, wearing a gilded glass mask, and you loosen the reins of your scepter of authority.

[She wrapped her arms around Wei Zhi's slender waist.]

[A crimson stain spreads as the throne crumbles.]

"The Usurper"

The line of alteration will strip away the golden robes and mask you wear.

[It reveals your elegant and refined appearance.]

He lowered his gaze to Wei Zhi, who was nestled in his arms.

[As the Empress of the Great Cang Dynasty, her majesty and the chaos it brought were tempered with the gentleness and tolerance of a wife.]

[Defying fate is like billowing black smoke, enveloping the throne and covering the imperial platform.]

[Close all restrictions.]

[On the imperial throne, the jade phoenix sang its first cry.]

[Amidst the high walls of the palace, Han Jing, dressed in simple white robes, was overwhelmed by a pervasive sense of crisis, wavering between retreat and seclusion.]

Suddenly, upon closer inspection, the Emperor's imposing authority was seen sealing off Taiyuan.

The gaze of the deep, ancient well held a hint of doubt.

Why was Taiyuan sealed off again after Empress Wei entered the palace?

He extinguished his desire to explore.

Wait quietly.

[This waiting continued until the sun set in the west, bathing the palace's snow-covered walls in a golden glow.]

Until the first rays of winter sun rise, and the dawn is radiant.

[Jade Huque. 】

Everyone awaited Wei Zhi's reply, preparing various contingency plans at any time.

However, shortly after Wei Zhi entered the Taiyuan Palace, imperial power was once again restricted.

From dusk until dawn.

Wei Zhi still hadn't come out.

Even the second-generation Pang Hai had no intention of wielding the invisible blade in his hand.

[Holding it firmly in one's hand.]

"You tell me, what exactly happened that led to the imperial court's two bans on both of our elder brother's and Wei Zhi's entry into the Taiyuan Palace?"

The first generation leader, Pang Hai, glanced at him sideways but did not reply.

The same applies to the rest.

Because they were just as confused.

They have no idea what you're planning to do by entering Taiyuan.

Not to mention predicting what will happen next.

We can only wait patiently and, when something unexpected happens, take the appropriate action according to your previous instructions.

The winter sun hangs high, and the morning light bathes the snow-covered courtyard in front of the Taiyuan Palace in golden light.

The heavy doorway was lifted.

[It broke the morning tranquility.]

A figure in a long blue robe and scarlet gold attire strolled out of Taiyuan.

As Wei Zhi stepped across the threshold, his steps faltered.

You raise your hand to help him up.

[This earned me a disdainful look from someone with a captivating charm.]

Han Jing, standing atop the high walls of the palace, was stunned by the scene before him.

[I'm doomed, I'm going to die.]

He seemed to have stumbled upon a tremendous secret, but felt that it was too late to retire and live in seclusion.

Immediately lower your gaze and turn away.

Look up at the sky, look down at the ground.

When people are in a hurry, their small movements become so flustered.

Han Jing suddenly felt two gazes fall on his back from the Taiyuan Palace.

[Like sharp blades tracing their way along his back.]

[Like finding a suitable spot to strike.]

Han Jing, who has always been unassuming, unfathomable, and difficult to fathom.

A bead of cold sweat trickled down his forehead.

The composure and far-sighted vision of the past have crumbled in an instant, leaving no way forward.

It's as if the trajectory of fate is controlled by an invisible hand.

Unable to break free.

Han Jing's eyes flashed coldly as his thoughts raced, analyzing the situation, even conjuring up an unprecedented idea of ​​a desperate, all-or-nothing fight.

Fortunately, the two gazes quickly withdrew, pulling him back from the depths of danger, allowing him to gasp for breath.

You withdrew your gaze from Han Jing.

Now that he holds imperial power, there are many different ways to manipulate this Great Cang Military God.

There's no need to forcefully bestow upon him the "destined calamity" and send him away.

Wei Zhi withdrew his gaze from Han Jing and fixed it on your face.

Her eyes were soft and gentle, like warm water, radiating the tenderness and understanding of a wife.

Her tone was soothing and gentle.

"Are you planning to take him into the tomb of the God of War?"

After exchanging information and understanding each other thoroughly, Wei Zhi can easily guess your thoughts.

You nodded slightly.

He helped her down the long white jade steps.

The thrill of the throne was too much for Wei Zhi; he became addicted to it.

[In the Central Imperial Capital, the testing of the forbidden black term "usurper" has been completed, and the first mystery has been solved.]

[Unearthing the irrational succession system of the Great Cang Dynasty and its shrouded history.]

[This concerns that human emperor.]

[You have sealed this file away, placing it alongside taboo subjects.]

[In the central court, you can remotely manipulate the golden body by connecting the alteration thread through the "usurper."]

Next, we should set our sights on Yongzhou and the Western Regions.

[Returning to that cursed place—the Tomb of the God of War.]

Whether or not you bring Han Jing into the Tomb of the God of War, you already decided when this simulation began.

[They were even prepared for the various consequences and chaos that would ensue if Han Jing entered the Tomb of the Immortal Soldier.]

What you're more focused on now.

It's someone else.

That's your good student, Yu Ci.

[He arrives wielding the key to kill his master, and unlocks the tomb of the God of War.]

What consequences would occur if this key were also brought into the Tomb of the God of War?

Just thinking about it sends chills down your spine.

But it also felt strangely stimulating.

So I decided to give it a try.

[Jade Huque. 】

"Big brother is out, with Wei Zhi, huh?"

The second-generation Pang Hai, through the mysterious path of "Shattering the Void," projected the scene in front of the Taiyuan Palace.

My initial smile of joy and relief vanished the moment I saw you helping Wei Zhi up.

[Suddenly frozen.]

[With a strange expression, he glanced back at the crowd with an awkward smile.]

"Big brother...you really are incredibly audacious..."

Before the Taiyuan Palace, the seat of imperial power in the mortal realm, one faces the watchful gaze of the Emperor.

[To dare to behave so intimately with the Empress in such a rebellious manner.]

The second-generation Pang Hai, with his unbridled and wild nature, is undeniably admirable.

[Xiao Gongsi floated in the air, her hands behind her back, her mature and unassuming demeanor clashing with her delicate and exquisite appearance.]

[Yet they are exceptionally cute, melting hearts.]

She touched her chin, her angle of approach unusual.

[A curious whisper: "What do you think Uncle-Master and Wei Zhi were doing in the Taiyuan Palace for so long?"]

[The first generation Lü Zhen solemnly pondered, the second generation Lü Zhen indulged in delusional fantasies, and the first generation Xu Hui calmly analyzed...]

Each is facing a profound situation, and each is carefully dismantling it.

[Only the first generation, Shang Qingdai.]

Looking towards Taiyuan Palace, I watch your actions with Wei Zhi.

[A soft, measured murmur: "Maybe it's just done..."]

Her voice was alluring and captivating, unusually soft.

Little Gong Si couldn't hear clearly, so she tilted her head cutely and leaned closer, raising her innocent and radiant smile: "Senior Sister, what did you just say?"

[Since taking control of my six-year-old body.]

[The first generation Miyako perfectly embodies this age group.]

[Habitually acting cute and feigning innocence.]

"It's nothing."

The first generation leader, Shang Qingdai, shook her head.

The narrator, Zuo Shi, overheard this but found it too far-fetched and thought he had misheard.

But considering her husband's personality and Wei Zhi's condition...

It seems they've really done it.