noffsinger Chapter 365 Polar Region 6
Chapter 365 Polar Region 6
Hey! They've taken the bait!
Cheng Jiu held a gold and red fishing rod in his hand, his eyes fixed on the obsidian-like box, his arm slightly tense, his strong muscles bulging!
Hey! It's so heavy!
The fishing rod bent into a curve that seemed about to collapse, but it never broke.
The dark red flames, like a guiding star, spread rapidly upwards along the silver fishing line!
The flame touched the golden-red fishing rod and was firmly held in place.
Cheng Jiu was somewhat relieved; thankfully, she had the foresight to retrieve this fishing rod from her master's storeroom.
Despite its golden-red appearance, it is actually a genuine ice-type fishing rod.
It was originally blue, but Immortal Lord Qingyang found blue utterly uninteresting, so he specially changed the skin of this fishing rod, and it has remained in Immortal Lord Qingxu's treasure vault ever since!
A gold and red fishing rod stood out among the plain-colored rods, and Cheng Jiu took a liking to it at first sight.
The golden red color looks beautiful!
It works well too.
I don't know what the outer layer is made of, but it has maximum fire resistance!
The black box slowly moved out of the formation.
The roars of the armor emanated continuously from within the formation, fierce and menacing, sending chills down one's spine.
Cheng Jiu's hand, which was pulling the suitcase out, was startled by the sound and paused. After he came to his senses, he pulled the suitcase out even faster!
"Roar!"
Enraged, the black mist suddenly flung away the lingering cold air and lunged menacingly at the box!
Cheng Jiu's heart suddenly raced, and a strange, bad premonition descended upon him!
If this armor is sent back into the box, something very bad will happen!
Cheng Jiu's wrist veins bulged as the armored warrior lunged at him!
pull!
The box suddenly leaped upwards and slammed heavily at our feet!
The metal and stone wood collided violently with the ice layer, causing tiny ice flowers to fly everywhere!
"Roar!"
A foul stench assaulted Cheng Jiu's senses, and he quickly retreated, slashing with his sword to extinguish the incoming fumes.
In a hazy state, Cheng Jiu met a gaze filled with resentment and malice, like a leech, sticky and nauseating!
Cheng Jiu was not afraid of the gaze; instead, he felt a sense of relief at surviving a disaster!
Looking at the huge box at his feet, Cheng Jiu inexplicably knew that he had done the right thing!
Snow and wind clung to the scorching star core, and streaks of colorful starlight slowly emerged from the fallen star core, like a dream, so beautiful that even the most exquisite silk in the world could not compare to one ten-thousandth of these streaks.
With each breath, countless star bands intertwined and merged around, like the most magnificent silk of stars and moonlight, ethereal and watery, veiling this forgotten place of polar storms with a beautiful veil.
The Minotaur's lazy starbands intersect, its tail leisurely sweeping across the polar ice, looking as if it's thoroughly enjoying itself.
If the Imperial Ice Stone is the food of the Minotaur, then the star belts that escape from the formation of the Imperial Ice Stone are the essence of a sweet and delicious soup.
The Minotaur slowly raised its eyes, and the power of the polar region continuously gathered at its feet. As the darling of this region, how could the Minotaur not notice?
It looked up at the sky and let out a long "moo," as if the stars were responding to its call.
In the starless sky, stars kept flashing, gathering, and condensing, rapidly piercing through the ground at the summons of the Minotaur.
The polar forces, which were originally evenly matched, or even at a disadvantage, were continuously strengthened by the addition of the stellar power.
The battle within the formation was completely obscured by the wind and snow, making it difficult to see; one could only sense the constant collision of the two forces within the formation.
As time went on, the battle inside intensified. The powerful forces of both sides clashed fiercely, and Cheng Jiu was forced to retreat continuously due to the violent aftershocks.
Even standing on the outermost edge of the formation, the slightest aura emanating from the battle inside was still beyond Cheng Jiu's tolerance.
The power of the polar regions has been continuously increasing, from being evenly matched to now overwhelming the opponent.
The armor that Cheng Jiu had seen earlier, which was still relatively intact, was now tattered and torn!
The various auras that clung to it dissipated under the domineering tempering of the polar power!
What is the origin of this armor? You must understand that the power of the polar regions is the power of an entire polar region, yet they could not defeat this armor so easily!
Cheng Jiu looked at the box beside him. The box was opened, revealing its contents.
"This is!" Cheng Jiu's lips pursed tightly, his eyes revealing disbelief.
The box had a plain exterior, and the inside was also dusty. Surprisingly, the inside of the box was wrapped in an unknown cloth at the four corners.
Although the cloth was eroded day and night by the unknown armor and became tattered, Cheng Jiu could not possibly be mistaken about the golden light emanating from those one or two pieces of silk.
This unique color might be considered normal in the cultivation world, but in the mortal realm, it is a color reserved for royalty.
And it's so vibrant, so pure, able to maintain such a vivid color even under the corrosive effects of that eerie armor.
Aside from the legendary Lin Wenjin, Cheng Jiu couldn't think of anyone else.
For the exclusive use of the royal family, or more precisely, for the exclusive use of the Lin Dynasty!
The production of Linwen brocade is extremely complex. Ten skilled embroiderers with exquisite minds and the most skillful hands are selected from across the country to enter the most central place of the imperial court, Tianqiao Pavilion.
For three consecutive years, they bathed and prayed for blessings, asking Heaven to bless the Lin dynasty with favorable weather and abundant harvests, and for the happiness of the people. During this period, they had to maintain absolute piety, perform a thousand good deeds every day, and eat vegetarian food and drink water.
After thirty years, Tianqiao Pavilion will produce a golden thread that no one but these embroiderers can see.
Legend has it that this is a reward from humanity for the embroiderers, who use unique techniques to weave these silk threads into brocade, which is called Linwen Brocade.
The clothes woven by Lin Wenjin are impervious to water and fire, and invulnerable to swords and spears. Even those at the Mahayana stage dare not easily attack someone wearing Lin Wenjin, lest they suffer a backlash.
Linwen brocade is not only difficult to make, but also extremely rare. In the mortal world, only the dragon robes worn by the emperors of the Lin Dynasty upon their ascension to the throne are made of Linwen brocade.
Moreover, the method of making Linwen brocade was lost 70,000 years ago.
Lin Wenjin's production process is extremely demanding, requiring a thousand good deeds a day. It's impossible for an ordinary embroiderer to achieve this; it must have involved the operation of a massive state-run system.
However, that emperor of the Lin dynasty did not ascend the throne through normal channels; he usurped the throne from his nephew.
This is a mess, really. The five major sects have the power to decide the next emperor of the three major dynasties in the mortal realm.
However, this is not usually done.
But that emperor, this rebellious prince, was the crown prince of the Lin dynasty from the very beginning.
The reason why the younger brother was the crown prince instead of the son was because the emperor of that Lin dynasty had no children for a long time, not only no sons, but also no daughters.
This prince, whom we'll call Prince Zhao, was the emperor's full brother, though they were quite far apart in age. He was the late-life son of the previous emperor.
It can be said that this younger brother was raised by the emperor himself and was no different from a son.
The royal family loves their youngest son, especially when the emperor ascended the throne. Prince Zhao was only five years old at the time. He was lonely in the deep palace, and the emperor could not be with the empress dowager at all times. It can be said that the young Prince Zhao gave the empress dowager indescribable comfort.
The eldest son had not had an heir for a long time, and the relatives below him were pressuring him hard. The Empress Dowager thought that they were all brothers born of the same mother and should not be separated from each other.
He then discussed with the emperor the possibility of making his own younger brother, Prince Zhao, the crown prince, so that the son could succeed the elder brother. This would also shut up the mouths of those aggressive relatives.
The emperor had no children at the time, and seeing that his younger brother was about the same age as his own child, he agreed on the spot.
King Zhao then became the crown prince.
If things continue like this, then there's no problem for any of the three parties.
But twenty years later, the Empress became pregnant!
This newly emerged life immediately drew the attention of everyone in the court.
The Empress has given birth to a son!
As the eldest son of the legitimate wife, King Zhao's position became extremely awkward.
Unfortunately, his mother, the Empress Dowager of the Lin Dynasty, had already passed away by then.
The only person he could talk to was no longer there.
King Zhao has been the crown prince for nearly twenty years.
For the past twenty years, he has worked diligently and conscientiously, always on the edge of his seat. Especially since his father was not his father, but his brother, the situation of Prince Zhao as the crown prince was even more difficult.
During these twenty years, everyone from the court officials to the common people praised King Zhao.
After twenty years of hard work and dedication, King Zhao was finally about to reap the rewards, only to have a newborn baby, who couldn't even stand, try to take his fruits. How could King Zhao accept this?
Although his brother kept assuring him that he would definitely be the next emperor, as long as he promised to treat his nephew well, that would be fine.
But both the emperor and King Zhao were fully aware of the truth.
From the moment this child was born, the emperor's mind changed.
The younger brother, if he were to become the next emperor, would have no children of his own. It would be good to be the next emperor.
They both knew it in their hearts.
However, King Zhao had been cultivating his power for twenty years. During these twenty years, although the emperor had some reservations, he still did his best to nurture King Zhao and did not restrict his development.
The emperor was of average talent and had a limited lifespan; both the emperor and King Zhao were aware of this.
Even though the emperor desperately wanted his son to succeed him, he had no choice but to swallow his pride and appease King Zhao.
The turning point came when disciples from the five major sects came to the cultivation world for training and to select the next emperor.
The five major clans possess absolute decision-making power, an absolute right independent of the three major dynasties.
The emperor and empress spent a fortune bribing and conspiring with the five major disciples of the Lin clan at that time.
King Zhao was defeated, and his son ascended to the throne.
Disciples should not be involved in such matters, especially when King Zhao is innocent.
The matter is settled.
King Zhao was extremely dissatisfied with the outcome. Although he knew there was something fishy going on, he did not vent his anger on the spot.
He only took advantage of his brother's guilt to ask for a fertile land as his fiefdom, in order to make a comeback.
Although the emperor at the time knew there was something wrong, this was the child he had raised from childhood, and he felt he had wronged him, even though he did not regret it.
So I agreed.
Being the emperor of the Lin Dynasty was a very special profession. The supreme nature of imperial power gave the emperor the power of life and death over all the people in his territory.
Generally speaking, it is impossible for a usurpation to occur.
However, the timing of King Zhao's rebellion was very delicate. On the one hand, he kept urging his brother to continue as emperor to prevent his nephew from succeeding to the throne prematurely.
On the one hand, they have been accumulating strength, preparing to deliver a fatal blow at the most critical moment.
So, through his scheming, his brother passed the throne to him before his death.
During his coronation ceremony, King Zhao led his troops into the palace.
The young emperor at that time had not yet fully grasped imperial power, and was at his most vulnerable!
One strike, one kill!
The usurpation was successful!
At that time, almost all imperial robes were made by Lin Wenjin. If one wanted to become emperor and prove his legitimacy, an imperial robe made by Lin Wenjin was indispensable.
It's hard to say whether Heaven and Earth were against it, but very little Linwen brocade was produced in those years, and the remaining Linwen brocade was all used to make dragon robes for the previous young emperor.
The remaining piece of Lin Wenjin will not be made for another three years.
In other words, if he wanted Lin Wenjin to ascend the throne, he either had to wait three years or wear his nephew's dragon robe.
King Zhao was naturally unwilling to wear the clothes of his hated enemy, even if they were new.
He ascended the throne wearing a modified version of his brother's dragon robe.
Therefore, there are rumors that he obtained his position illegitimately.
King Zhao was sensitive to this matter. He did not think that his usurpation was illegitimate, but the fact remained that he had indeed seized the throne.
This rumor struck him like a knife to the heart, and he immediately ordered it to be banned.
Sometimes, the more you try to ban something, the more it becomes uncontrollable; rumors spread rapidly, causing a nationwide uproar.
Especially since the imperial examinations were held only once every three years, the top scholar at that time was not only handsome and elegant but also exceptionally talented in literature. What was even more remarkable was that he achieved the highest score in all six imperial examinations, making him a true prodigy!
In the imperial court, he wrote a lengthy and eloquent speech, a full ten thousand words, every word a gem in his censure.
Traitors and scoundrels, wolves and rats, uncles usurping power, nephews and sons—they are unworthy to be rulers…
King Zhao felt as if his dignity had been repeatedly trampled on by the top scholar, and his carefully maintained composure had crumbled.
He directly exercised imperial power, ordering the eloquent scholar to be reduced to ashes on the spot.
The court was silent. All the officials who witnessed this scene looked at the man with his hands with trepidation, suddenly realizing that they had gone too far and released something terrible.
The emperor was angry and blood flowed thousands of miles!
Moreover, King Zhao was not a magnanimous person to begin with; it was just that the imperial demeanor he had been cultivated with since childhood had taught him to pretend.
Now that some people can't see through his pretense, they'll have to reap what they sow!
He immediately ordered Black Dragon to apprehend the person who left the message throughout the city. If anyone was found guilty of serious disrespect, they should be executed on the spot without reporting or interrogation.
Shih and Wen satirize a major case!
The number of people involved and the number of deaths are unprecedented in a millennium.
King Zhao even went to see his former sister-in-law, now the Dowager Consort of Qin. That's right, he did not kill his nephew, after all, his brother did not lay a hand on him either.
After deposing the young emperor, he enfeoffed him as the Prince of Qin. Although there were many restrictions, he also chose a lucrative fief for his nephew.
Consort Qin, formerly the Empress, did not want to stay in the palace as the Empress Dowager. Prince Zhao granted her wish and allowed her to enjoy family life with her son, thus becoming Consort Qin.
King Zhao did not want to take action against the Qin Dowager Consort, after all, she had treated him very well in the past, and he had feelings for her.
However, the Dowager Consort Qin was unwilling to accept this. In her eyes, King Zhao was a traitor who plotted to usurp her son's throne.
That's right, these rumors were spread by Consort Qin.
When King Zhao came looking for her, the Qin Dowager was not surprised.
King Zhao did not ask the Queen Dowager of Qin why, just as the Queen Dowager of Qin never asked King Zhao why he usurped the throne!
Amidst the endless curses of resentment from Consort Qin, she calmly took her own life.