Protect Our Clan Leader

“You old bull-nosed, this Saint King sees you as envious of the virtuous and talented!”

A few close associates of the God Emperor exchanged verbal sparring, and unknowingly, time passed by. After finishing a cup of tea, all the associates gradually dispersed.

Cangping God Emperor’s smiling face slightly faded, showing a hint of fatigue.

The internal relations of the Divine Dynasty are extremely complex, compounded by both internal and external troubles, tangled and chaotic, difficult to cut through and messy when trying to resolve. These matters have drained far too much of his energy, leaving Cangping God Emperor with a lot of passion but always feeling thwarted and hindered, unable to achieve his ambitions.

In his youth, he also thought about vanquishing strong enemies and uniting all continents.

It wasn’t until after several reform setbacks that he realized how arrogant he was in his youth and how naive his thoughts were.

With his abilities, even working diligently throughout his life could only barely maintain the Divine Dynasty from rising too high or falling too low. To expand and advance was truly beyond his capability.

After eighty thousand years of dedicated service, his spirit has nearly been worn down.

Perhaps in another ten thousand years, he might be like the Old Ancestor, no longer thinking about expansion or advancement, only considering it an accomplishment to not achieve anything worthy of blame.

“Your Majesty, please take a sip of the Nutritious Soup to refresh yourself.” The eunuch associate handed over a bowl of Nutritious Soup, “This is made from Rank 10 purple gold ginseng, combined with various spiritual medicines and culinary dishes, having the effect of invigorating the spirit and strengthening the body.”

As the God Emperor, his lifespan could reach up to 136,000 years, so it’s naturally impossible for him to consume Rank 11 or even Rank 12 spiritual medicines daily; such consumption would be unsustainable for the God Continent.

In reality, he normally ate 7th Rank Spirit Rice and occasionally consumed some high-quality Rank 10 spiritual medicines for nourishment. During festivals, only then would he eat some 8th Grade Sacred Spirit Rice.

As for Rank 9 Dao Spirit Rice, that he would only indulge in during his full birthday celebrations.

Even so, the daily expenses for a God Emperor remain enormous.

With the bowl of soup downed, Cangping God Emperor regained a bit of vigor and casually asked, “I’ve heard that ever since the news spread that Yin Lingzhu was taken as a disciple by Taoist Master Taichu, the Heaven Pillar Saint King Mansion has become bustling?”

The eunuch associate’s face tightened slightly, hastening to bow his head and say, “This old servant is but a humble eunuch, how can I dare discuss family matters of the court ministers? However, indeed this old servant has heard that in the past century or two, the Heaven Pillar Saint King Mansion has become increasingly lively.”

“Let’s go for a walk and clear my mind.” Cangping God Emperor said indifferently, “Prepare casual clothes for me.”

“Your Majesty, where are you planning to go for relaxation?” The eunuch associate fetched casual attire from the space closet in the inner chamber of the study, assisting in changing Cangping God Emperor’s clothes while quietly inquiring, “So this old servant can make arrangements in advance.”

“What’s the point if you make arrangements in advance?”

Cangping God Emperor shook his head, slightly impatient.

Suddenly, he recalled something: “Recently, Minghao mentioned that his Immortal Welcoming Building recruited a Baiyu Clan princess for performances, apparently of some caliber and quite popular. How about we visit Immortal Welcoming Building for relaxation and listen to some music?”

“Well… Your Majesty.” The eunuch associate quickly interjected, “Baiyu Clan princess has not been at Immortal Welcoming Building for eighty or ninety years now and is reportedly out working?”

Saying this, he couldn’t help but secretly complain in his heart that the Emperor’s “recently” was indeed quite recent.

“Out working?” Cangping God Emperor was a bit puzzled, “Minghao is straightforward; where else would be a better place to work than with him?”

“This…” The eunuch associate hesitated.

“Humph!” Cangping God Emperor cast a glance at him, his gaze deep, “Could it be that there are matters on the Dongxia God Continent that I, the Emperor, cannot inquire about?”

“This old servant wouldn’t dare.” The eunuch associate hastened to kneel, explaining the entire situation honestly.

“So it was caused by that mischievous Ying Clan kid.” Cangping God Emperor chuckled, seemingly unconcerned, “I thought it was something major.”

“Your Majesty, then should we go to Immortal Welcoming Building?”

“Yes. Divine Que is cold; the Emperor should let Minghao kid treat me to a good meal for nourishment.”

As he spoke, Cangping God Emperor had already changed into casual attire and vanished into the space with a casual step, disappearing like a droplet of water merging into water without a trace.

The eunuch associate also quickly followed with a glint, tightly keeping up.

******

Meanwhile.

Underneath the Ninth Heaven in Luojing City.

In front of Immortal Welcoming Building, a temporary large platform was constructed at some point, with a giant banner hanging over it, bearing scrawled writing that read—”Divine Capital Luojing’s Eighth Big Stomach King Contest.”

On stage.

Serving girls Bun and Dumplings were each holding a magical treasure copper gong, banging “clang clang” and shouting at the top of their lungs, “Come one, come all, take a look~~ The once-a-decade Eighth Big Stomach King Contest is now open for registration! The entry fee is merely one Immortal Spirit Stone! Whoever wins the championship will be rewarded with one Chaos Spirit Stone! A whole Chaos Spirit Stone, folks!!”

However, despite their enthusiastic shouting, responses were few and far between, and even if someone showed curiosity and asked a couple of questions, they withdrew immediately.

In front of the stands, a group of idlers were sitting on stools cracking sunflower seeds, jeering, “Bun, Dumplings, you better save your energy. Who can beat Wang Licui in the Big Stomach King Contest? Every previous seven contests were won by her! Everyone knows there’s something fishy in this contest now.”

“Exactly, something fishy. Do you think we’re stupid? Just giving away an Immortal Spirit Stone for nothing? What delicious food can possibly consume an Immortal Spirit Stone?”