I am a living immortal.

Chapter 516 Choice

"What's the meaning!"

"Someone wants to take advantage of the emperor's desire for immortality to assassinate the emperor." Chen Tao explained.

"You mean the elixir of immortality is fake?"

"No, it's fine if the elixir of immortality is fake, but if it's real, then the world will be in chaos!"

"What's the meaning!"

"What this means is that the emperor cannot achieve immortality. If he insists on achieving immortality, the consequences will be mutually destructive. If the emperor dies suddenly after taking the elixir of immortality, the entire Yan Dynasty will be in chaos."

Dong Wen's face changed drastically.

"Let's go! Back to the palace!" Dong Wen said immediately. Regardless of whether it was real or fake, this immortality potion was a disaster, and there was no need to worry about it now. The group left in a hurry, not knowing if they would make it in time. The demon-slaying sect to the northwest left at the same time as them.

And they went even further to the north than to the northwest.

I hope I can catch up after this round trip.

Cao Chen hadn't expected that the other party would actually use immortality as bait to lure the emperor into a trap. This was a problem. The immortality elixir was definitely real, and it just happened to be a time difference.

The Mirage Dragon was on its way back north to Yuannan. If it turned back to the capital, it would be too late. As luck would have it, the Old Goat had also left Yuannan to deal with the Drought Demon that had appeared out of nowhere. It would probably take some time.

And I need to maintain observation of fate here.

What a trick to lure the tiger away from the mountain. In fact, the other party did not hide it too much. What they wanted was to drag them into the Yan Dynasty, and they really did everything they could.

In fact, it was too late to stop them now; the group of demon hunters were already on their way back to the capital. Because they had obtained the elixir of immortality, they galloped forward, and with one lash, they pushed the emperor's life to the brink of death.

The other party wanted to send the elixir of immortality to the royal capital.

Now we can only place our hopes on Wei Ming, hoping that he can stop the Emperor of Yan Dynasty from taking the elixir of immortality.

When Wei Ming heard the news, he was still in the Wei Mansion. However, he and the Demon Exorcist entered the capital one after the other. The Demon Exorcist returned first, and the news had already spread throughout the capital.

Looking at the demon-slayers kneeling on the ground, even the emperor was momentarily stunned. The immortality he sought was within his grasp, yet for some reason he wasn't particularly happy.

His eyes were vague and did not fall on the brocade box.

"Thank you for your hard work, my dear ministers. We will discuss this matter later."

As soon as these words were spoken, the excitement on the faces of the Demon Exorcists vanished without a trace. For this elixir of immortality, the Demon Exorcists had traveled thousands of miles and endured countless dangers. Forty-seven men had made the journey, but only seven had returned. Forty elite warriors perished in the vast snowy mountains. Some were unable to even bring back their bodies. This expedition had severely damaged the Demon Exorcists' vitality, and without decades of recuperation, it would be impossible for them to return to their peak.

But now looking at His Majesty's expression, he doesn't seem happy, and even a little resistant.

A flame suddenly rose in my heart for no reason.

The Exorcists were primarily responsible for logistics, not as glamorous as the Demon Slayers. Furthermore, their search for the secret formula to prolong the emperor's life had been largely unsuccessful, and with this rare opportunity to shine, they were eager to show off their skills. However, they never imagined that after paying such a high price, they would receive not a reward but a simple "we'll discuss this later"—how could this possibly satisfy them?

How can this comfort the dead brother?

Before they knew it, the seven people who came back alive had red eyes and were on the verge of losing control.

They gritted their teeth and said, "Yes!"

In the past, the emperor would have noticed such a dramatic change in his mood. However, today, he was already lost in thought and subconsciously waved his hand. This action once again stung everyone's heart.

Yes, they all understood the principle that if the emperor wanted his subjects to die, they had to die. But people are made of flesh and blood; they are also human beings with emotions and desires. Their efforts were rewarded with a casual dismissal, the emperor making a hasty decision without even glancing at the object.

If that was the case, why did we send people to look for it in the first place?

At this point, no one had truly given up hope, simply thinking the news had come too suddenly. This was how the demon-slayers consoled themselves.

When Wei Ming hurried over, he saw the entrance already filled with officials. These old men were truly well-informed. Upon seeing Wei Ming's arrival, they glanced at each other knowingly, their eyes filled with unfathomable understanding.

When the demon-killer walked out dejectedly, holding a brocade box, the ministers' eyes were glued to the box, and they all breathed a sigh of relief. Wei Ming felt the same way.

But the reason for this sigh of relief is different for each person.

Wei Ming was thankful that His Majesty still had some sense and didn't eat it right then and there. As for why he knew His Majesty hadn't eaten it, it was because if he had, the Imperial City wouldn't be so quiet. The shock of the Emperor dying right there and then would be far greater than a natural death.

Fortunately, there is still time.

The ministers exchanged glances once more, each understanding the other's intention: to persuade the emperor not to eat. Although each had their own reasons, Wei Ming was surprised to find that, despite not being on the same wavelength, they surprisingly reached a consensus.

How could Wei Ming not know what these old men were thinking? He didn't point it out, though. After all, if he stood up and objected alone, it wouldn't have any persuasive effect. A group of people might still have a chance. Of course, that might provoke His Majesty's rebelliousness.

As for what to do, we must first see what His Majesty thinks.

A group of ministers were waiting outside the door for an audience.

Helpless, he could only bite the bullet and go in to report.

Ever since the emperor heard that the elixir of immortality had been found, he had been lost in thought. He only had a slight reaction to the outside world, and it was unclear what he was thinking.

It was not until his personal bodyguard came in to report that he came to his senses.

He snorted coldly: "These people are quick to get information. As soon as the demon-eliminating people left, they followed them. No one saw them!"

The guard bowed his head and retreated. He did not mention that these ministers had actually arrived with the demon-slaying sect members.

"Please go back, my lords." "There is no need to explain the reason. In fact, there is no reason. The emperor will not tell you the reason if he doesn't want to see you."

The few of them left without further ado. His Majesty hadn't taken the medicine, so there was no immediate urgency. However, just in case, he quietly sent someone to monitor the Exorcist's Way.

These people were calculating whether they could get a piece of the action. The elixir of immortality, though unknown in its authenticity, was a known asset that certainly wouldn't grant immortality, but it was a rare treasure, and prolonging life was enough.

Things like this are hard to come by, and no one is willing to give up.