After clearing the level, the fairies were reborn!

Mu Jun opened his eyes, which were now clear and bright.

"How exactly will we proceed?"

"This matter will be handled entirely by this old minister. Your Highness's task is..."

Prime Minister Qin stared into Mu Jun's eyes, "It was only after the incident that he took control of the Imperial Guards and stabilized the court."

"Once everything is settled, this old minister will contact the court officials to support Your Highness's 'ascension to the throne'."

Mu Jun remained silent.

His fingers gripped the chess piece tightly, his knuckles turning white.

After hearing the words 'ascend the throne'.

No man in the world can remain calm.

"If he succeeds, he will be a great emperor for all time, a restorer of the dynasty."

Qin Zhanming said softly, "If we fail, this old minister will take full responsibility. Your Highness only needs to say that you were misled by this old minister."

A long time passed.

Mu Jun let out a long breath and gently placed the chess piece in his hand on the chessboard.

That was a "Heavenly Origin" technique.

At the center of the chessboard lies the decisive position.

"Thank you for your trouble, Prime Minister." Mu Jun's voice returned to calm. "I still need to consider the specific details. I will discuss them with you in detail in three days."

A hint of joy flashed in Prime Minister Qin's eyes, and he rose to bow, saying, "This old minister understands."

"Then, this old minister shall take his leave."

Qin Zhanming left the side hall, his footsteps fading into the distance.

Only Mu Jun remained in the hall.

He sat quietly in his wheelchair, staring at the "Tengen" position on the chessboard, remaining silent for a long time.

The sunlight streaming in through the window cast dappled shadows on his face.

Suddenly, he moved.

It's not about turning the wheelchair.

Instead, he stood up.

Those legs, covered by a thin blanket, stood firmly on the ground.

He got out of his wheelchair, walked to the window, his posture upright and his steps steady. There was no trace of disability in him.

Outside the window is the garden of the Eastern Palace.

Exotic flowers and rare herbs, artificial mountains and flowing water, beautiful scenery.

But Mu Jun's gaze went beyond these things, looking deep into the palace.

That most magnificent palace.

"Mother..." he murmured to himself, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "You have been in control of everything for too long."

He raised his hand, and a jade pendant appeared in his palm.

The jade pendant is in the shape of a dragon, and its entire body is blood red, exuding an ominous aura.

"This time, I will not back down."

"For peace and harmony, for the sake of the world, and for my own sake."

He gripped the jade pendant tightly, turned around, walked back to the wheelchair, and sat down again.

The paleness on her face, the gentleness in her eyes, even the weakness in her voice—all the pretense returned to her.

It was as if the sharp-eyed young man from just moments ago had never existed.

……

Prime Minister's House.

"Sect Leader Xu, what brings you to this Central Immortal Continent?"

Although Song Xunzhen felt inexplicably afraid of Xu Ze.

But on the surface, he remained respectful.

"Why can't I come... But your Song family, aren't you staying in Beizhou? Did you move?"

Seeing Xu Ze meet his old friend, Uncle Liu didn't interrupt, as he had his own things to do anyway.

Only Xu Ze and Song Xunzhen remained in the backyard.

"No, no, after our Song family moved away from Donghua City, we were severely weakened. I just came out to gain some experience."

Song Xunzhen was just like a cat that had spotted a mouse.

"Now that you mention it, I remember now, wasn't your Song family ancestor... a talisman cultivator?"

Xu Ze looked at him with a smile.

Chapter 137 Some Some

Just as Xu Ze had predicted.

As expected, the Song family, along with their ancestor, moved to this Central Immortal Continent.

When Song Yubai died, they knew they had offended the Xuanling Sect Master and dared not stay in the Northern Continent any longer.

So they sold their property and moved their entire clan to the Immortal Continent in the Central Plains to avoid disaster.

I thought that the emperor was far away and the Central Continent and the Northern Continent were separated by hundreds of millions of miles, and that we would never meet again in this life.

Who would have thought that Xu Ze would also come to Zhongzhou, and even happen to appear at the Qin residence!

"It's like a persistent ghost..."

Song Xunzhen was filled with fear and helplessness. He recalled the scene of the ancient ferocious beast roaring behind Xu Ze.

That image still haunts his dreams, waking him in the middle of the night with cold sweat soaking his clothes.

But he only dared to keep these words to himself.

On the surface, he still maintained the demeanor of a refined and elegant young master from a prominent family, with a proper smile and measured manners.

When Xu Ze's gaze fell upon him, he even took the initiative to greet him, bowing respectfully with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Haha, Sect Leader Xu, I never expected to meet you here again. May I ask what your orders are?"

Xu Ze simply looked at him, his eyes calm.

"My identity must not be revealed here."

The voice, transmitted telepathically, resounded directly in the other party's mind: "In addition, I need your Song family ancestor to make a talisman for me."

Song Xunzhen's heart tightened, but he dared not hesitate in the slightest:

"Your affairs are the affairs of the Song family!"

"As long as it is Sect Leader Xu's order, the entire Song family will do its utmost to fulfill it!"

These words were spoken with absolute certainty, yet they carried a hint of humble flattery.

Xu Ze nodded, sent the talisman's request via telepathy, then turned and left without saying another word.

Song Xunzhen watched his departing figure, let out a long breath, and felt a chill run down her back.

He dared not delay, immediately asked the steward of the Qin family for leave, and hurriedly left the Prime Minister's residence to go to the Song family's current residence in the capital.

Today, the Song family has purchased a house in the capital, located on the edge of the western city. It is not large and is certainly shabby compared to a wealthy family like the Qin family.

But in the capital city where land is incredibly valuable, this is already a difficult task.

Song Xunzhen returned home, hurriedly crossed the front yard, and went straight to the back hall.

Inside the hall, Song Xuanming, the patriarch of the Song family, was meditating with his eyes closed.

The old man, who was in the early stage of the Void Refinement realm, had a withered face, but his aura was as deep and stagnant as an abyss.

Back in the Northern Continent, he was a powerful figure, but now in the Central Continent, he can only be cautious and walk on thin ice.

"Ancestor, something terrible has happened," Song Xunzhen whispered, his voice trembling slightly.

Song Xuanming slowly opened his eyes, a hint of displeasure flashing in his cloudy eyes:

"What's the matter with such a panic? What kind of behavior is this?"

"Xu Ze... Sect Leader Xu has arrived." Song Xunzhen managed to utter these words with difficulty.

"What?!" Song Xuanming suddenly stood up, his aura becoming unstable, causing the tables and chairs in the hall to vibrate.

"Where is he? How did he come to Middle-earth?"

This over 1,000-year-old man was just short of uttering a curse.

Damn it, Xu Ze is still chasing me!

“He is currently residing in the Qin residence, and is now a retainer of the Qin family,” Song Xunzhen said bitterly. “Sect Leader Xu asked me to convey a message that you, Ancestor, should… make a 'talisman' for him.”

Song Xuanming remained silent for a long time before finally slumping back into his chair, a deep sense of helplessness on his face.

"Enough, enough." He waved his hand. "What's meant to be will be. Since we can't avoid it, let's just do it."

It's all because of that idiot in the Song family back then.

Now the Song family is paying off his debts!

“But Ancestor…” Song Tianqing, the head of the Song family, clenched his fists, his eyes filled with resentment.

"We've already hidden in the Central Continent, why is he still chasing us? What if he wants to wipe us out...?"

Song Xuanming glanced at him, shook his head, and sighed:

"Tianqing, don't you understand?"

“This man is not a bloodthirsty person. If he really wanted to destroy my Song family, he could have done it back in Beizhou. Why wait until today?”