We Agreed On Experiencing Life, So Why Did You Immortals Become Real?

Chapter 251: How Could the Sect Master Possibly Take a Liking to That Ordinary Mortal?

”Cough, cough, cough...”

The moment Xiao Moʼs consciousness left the Book of a Hundred Lives, he began coughing violently.

When Xiao Mo opened his eyes, his entire body was already soaked with sweat, and even breathing had become extremely difficult.

After a long while, Xiao Mo gradually recovered.

Recalling what happened to him in the Book of a Hundred Lives.

This was the first time he had failed in undergoing tribulation.

This feeling was different from ordinary death.

Although it had been very painful the three previous times he died, he had already gotten used to it but the feeling of failing tribulation this time was completely different.

Because death was merely an instant matter, at most, there would be some suffering before death but when he failed tribulation, besides the pain, Xiao Mo could clearly feel his meridians and bones breaking.

That instinctive despair of the flesh toward the severing of oneʼs own dao, along with the clear sensation of realm falling, tore at his soul and body.
In the end, it triggered the Book of a Hundred Livesʼs protection mechanism, forcibly pulling him out.

”Your Majesty...”

Just as Xiao Mo was about to re-enter the Book of a Hundred Lives to see exactly what his condition was, Wei Xunʼs voice came into the study.

”Come in.” Xiao Mo took a deep breath and got out of bed to drink a cup of tea.

Wei Xun hurriedly entered the imperial study and skillfully knelt before Xiao Mo, ”This old slave pays respects to Your Majesty.”

”Donʼt waste words. From now on, just get to the point quickly about whatever matters arise.”

Xiao Mo rubbed his temples, feeling his head ache a bit because Xiao Mo wanted to complete Wangxinʼs life experience in this lifetime before the wedding ceremony.

So the time ratio between the Book of a Hundred Lives and the real world had been set very high by Xiao Mo.

Xiao Moʼs spirit was already somewhat fatigued and just now he had failed tribulation, making the headache even worse.

”Reporting to Your Majesty, people came from the Empress Dowagerʼs side just now, asking when Your Majesty would go over.” Wei Xun said carefully.

”Go over?” Xiao Mo asked doubtfully, ”The Empress Dowager wants me to accompany her for a meal again?”

”Your Majesty has been so occupied with affairs, you must have forgotten that today is the day of the wedding rehearsal.” Wei Xun said with a smile, ”That talented lady from the Yan clan has already been getting dressed and made up in the Empress Dowagerʼs palace.”

”...”

Hearing Wei Xunʼs words, Xiao Mo finally remembered that today was the wedding rehearsal day, and Empress Dowager Yan attached great importance to it.

”I understand.” Xiao Moʼs expression carried weariness, ”Prepare the imperial carriage.”

Wei Xun raised his head and glanced at His Majestyʼs complexion, asking worriedly, ”Is Your Majesty feeling unwell? Does this old slave need to summon the imperial physician...”

”No need.” Xiao Mo waved his hand, ”Finish this early so I can return to rest early.”

”Yes, Your Majesty. This old slave will go prepare quickly.” Wei Xun hurriedly withdrew and said to the palace maids standing outside the door, ”What are you standing there for? Hurry and help His Majesty change clothes. Move quickly!”

”Yes!”

Several palace maids entered the room to help Xiao Mo change into wedding attire.

Shortly after, Xiao Mo rode the imperial carriage toward the Heaven Worship Platform but halfway there, the carriage stopped.

Xiao Mo lifted the carriage curtain and saw Fairy Jiang standing ahead.

”Your Majesty...” Wei Xun sought his sovereignʼs opinion, as the person blocking the way was no ordinary individual.

”You all wait for me up ahead.” With that, Xiao Mo stepped down from the carriage with Wei Xunʼs support.

Wei Xun led the carriage fifty zhang forward before stopping, then ordered everyone not to look back.

Jiang Qingyi looked at the man standing before her, seeing him wearing red wedding attire. After examining him carefully for quite a while, those beautiful willow-leaf brows furrowed slightly, ”Your Majesty is getting married?”

”Not yet.” Xiao Mo smiled, ”This is merely a rehearsal. The official ceremony is half a month away.”

”Hehe.” Jiang Qingyi laughed coldly several times, her expression seeming to carry some coldness, ”I heard that Your Majestyʼs wedding attire was made stitch by stitch by that talented lady from the Yan clan?”

”Indeed so.” Xiao Mo nodded, ”Does Fairy Jiang have any objections to this wedding attire?”

”No.” Jiang Qingyi turned her head away, ”I just feel this wedding attire doesnʼt suit Your Majesty.”

”Doesnʼt suit?” Xiao Mo froze.

Although Xiao Mo also had opinions about the Yan clanʼs daughter, in all honesty, after he put on this wedding attire, it looked suitable no matter how he looked at it.

Moreover, for some reason, it seemed this Fairy Jiang didnʼt have a good impression of the Yan clan, even carrying some hostility.

”Take this.”

With that, Jiang Qingyi tossed the longsword in her hand to Xiao Mo.

Xiao Mo instinctively caught it and looked at the longsword in his hand. The blade was slender, entirely crimson red, with ripples like clear water carved upon it.

”What is Fairy Jiangʼs meaning?” Xiao Mo asked.

”When Your Majesty holds this sword, you look much more pleasing to the eye.”

Jiang Qingyi looked Xiao Mo up and down.

”Iʼm giving this longsword to Your Majesty. It can nourish Your Majestyʼs spiritual power. From now on, when Your Majesty practices sword techniques, use it, and even when sleeping, you must hold it.”

…

Zhou Kingdomʼs imperial capital, the residence where the Ten Thousand Swords Sect envoys stayed.

Ten Thousand Swords Sect Elder Huang Wei was admiring precious porcelain and calligraphy paintings sent by high-ranking officials and nobles in the courtyard but before long, a woman walked straight in.

”Miss Qiu Ye.” Upon seeing Qiu Ye, Elder Huang quickly stood up and bowed.

”May I ask what matter brings Miss Qiu Ye here?”

Huang Wei looked doubtfully at the sect masterʼs personal attendant.

Under normal circumstances, she wouldnʼt come looking for him without reason.

”Today is the rehearsal for Zhou Kingdomʼs emperorʼs wedding ceremony. The sect master wants you to do something.” Qiu Ye placed a letter on the table.

Huang Wei quickly took the letter and read it. The more he read, the more puzzled he became.

The task itself was simple, but he couldnʼt understand the sect masterʼs intention at all.

”What is the sect masterʼs true meaning?” Huang Wei couldnʼt help but ask.

”I also donʼt know.” Qiu Ye shook her head.

”How strange.” Elder Huang scratched his head and said offhandedly, ”Could it be that the sect master has taken a liking to Zhou Kingdomʼs sovereign? Otherwise, why would she...”

Just as Elder Huang was speaking halfway, a sword qi sliced past his neck, frightening him into immediately shutting his mouth.

”Donʼt speak such nonsense!”

Qiu Ye stared at Huang Wei.

”What is that Zhou Kingdom sovereign? How could he possibly catch the sect masterʼs eye? The sect masterʼs profound intentions, how could the likes of us guess them? If you dare speak such nonsense again, Iʼll directly cut off your head!”

”Yes, yes, yes, Iʼll go do it immediately, right away...”

Elder Huang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and hurriedly ran out of the courtyard.

After Huang Wei left, Qiu Ye, alone in the courtyard, fell into contemplation.

The sect master personally took on the role of Zhou Kingdomʼs National Preceptor and even directly moved into the deep palace.

Not long ago, she was ordered to return to Ten Thousand Swords Sect once and deliver the longsword the sect master personally forged into the palace. The sect master actually wanted to give it to Zhou Kingdomʼs sovereign.

Now she was having Huang Wei go cause trouble.

”Could it be that the sect master really...”

”Impossible, impossible!” Qiu Ye shook her head firmly.

”How could the sect master possibly take a liking to that ordinary mortal?”

”Absolutely impossible!”