Divine & Bizarre: Increasing Points to Invincibility-Chapter 1035 - 291: The Emperor Dies! Chilling to the Core!

The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty was completely stunned; he hadn’t expected that slap to land so solidly on his face, let alone to be felled to the ground by it.

Indeed, he, along with the chair he had been sitting on, was now toppled over, appearing more disheveled than ever before—hardly resembling a Crown Prince of a great nation, and more akin to a beggar on the streets.

It must be known that he was a Cultivator himself, and not an ordinary one at that; otherwise, he wouldn’t have been able to live for hundreds of years.

Yet, amidst all these factors, he was still slapped across the face, a slap that left him utterly powerless to retaliate—the speed was simply too fast for him to react.

His cheek, struck harshly by the slap, swelled visibly, the burning pain writing shock and disbelief all over his face.

Just then, Shi Wangdao pulled out a silk handkerchief from his bosom and wiped his palm, as if disgusted by the dirt he had sullied his hand with.

Shi Wangdao gazed downward with aloof eyes at the current Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty before him. His tone was as unfailingly cold as ever, devoid of any emotion, as if he were regarding an ant: "You are even more reckless and audacious than your Imperial father."

"You are even more ignorant than your father. At the very least, he knows I am not to be trifled with. He at least understands that he must heed my words, else he can accomplish nothing. But you, you do not."

"Should I hear you utter such words again, or come to know of your disrespect toward me once more, I won’t hesitate to remove your head and then advocate for someone else to be appointed as the new Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty."

Each sentence fell on the ears of the Crown Prince like sharp swords piercing his flesh.

At the same time... they completely shattered the worldview he had built over many years.

He indeed knew that this State Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty held an exceedingly transcendent status within the empire, and that even his Imperial father often heeded the other’s opinions.

But only now was he beginning to faintly understand what the true relationship between his father, the Emperor, and this State Preceptor was like.

Sure enough, theirs was a relationship of superiors and subordinates, but the problem was that his Imperial father, who was esteemed as the Emperor of an ancient dynasty, seemingly above tens of thousands, wasn’t exactly at the superior end of that relationship.

It seemed that the person who belonged to that superior role was this very State Preceptor of the Shangwu Dynasty before him!

This this this... With these thoughts racing through his mind, the Crown Prince was completely astounded.

He had no idea if his conjecture was correct or not. If it was wrong, then perhaps all was still well, but if he was right... hiss!

"Do you really think that your foolish mortal family alone could conquer such a vast territory? If it weren’t for me controlling the entire dynasty from behind the scenes, you would merely be a minor kingdom by now."

Shi Wangdao picked up the teapot and poured himself a cup of tea. After taking a gentle sip, he continued, "Do not speak to me in the tone of issuing commands. I have a task for you—go to the Imperial Palace and see your father, the Emperor, and relay a message to him."

The Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty appeared somewhat dazed, his mind utterly muddled, and he nearly instinctively asked, "What... what message?!"

Shi Wangdao finally revealed a trace of a smile again. He said, "It was not easy for the Shangwu Dynasty to encounter such an interesting character. How can we not make a bigger commotion? Only so few people have died, I am not yet fully entertained. Go tell him that I wish to plunge this situation into even greater chaos, to stir the entire Dynasty into tumult."

"Once you have conveyed these words to him, his father the Emperor, being a fairly clever man, will surely know what to do. Remember to relay my message precisely as I have said, without any embellishments or omissions."

"If you add your own flourishes... or miss out on a single word, I, even while within the confines of the National Teacher’s Mansion, will know of it!"

These words, one after another, made the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty involuntarily swallow his saliva in secret.

As the Crown Prince of a Dynasty, his pride made him reluctant to comply, yet a powerful instinct to survive urged him that he must do so.

Even he did not understand why he had seemingly been possessed to agree, even nodding his head.

After the Crown Prince left the National Teacher’s Mansion, he discovered that his back was soaked with cold sweat, and he felt as if his heart was still pounding with fear.

After thinking it over, he ultimately headed straight for the Imperial Palace. Once inside, he did indeed convey every single word that Shi Wangdao had said to his father, the Emperor.

Not long after he left the Imperial Palace, he suddenly heard footsteps hustling from behind. Turning around, he saw that it was a eunuch.

He could see the expression on the eunuch’s face, filled with urgency and panic, and he recognized this eunuch—it was clearly the senior eunuch who always stayed by his father’s side.

When he saw this eunuch rushing towards him, the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty suddenly had a bad feeling.

Then he saw the old eunuch hasten to his side, and with a thud, kneel down.

Between sobs and muffled cries, with a wail in his voice, the eunuch cried out desperately, "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, this is terrible! Crown Prince! His Majesty... His Majesty has been assassinated and has passed away! He... he left a line of blood writing, stating the assailant was... was Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple!"

"What?!" The Crown Prince was scared witless by the news. "You mongrel, do you realize what you are saying? I had just met with my father, and it was less than half an hour since we parted!"

"When I was with the Emperor, he looked to be in good health, as if living another decade or two would be no issue. How could he have passed away so suddenly? How could it possibly be the handiwork of Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple? How could he be in the Imperial Palace?"

Suddenly, he saw the old eunuch in front of him stop crying, and stand up from the ground.

Then the eunuch, unbelievably, raised his head, looking straight at the Crown Prince and spoke several sentences that sent a chill through the Crown Prince of the Shangwu Dynasty. "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, if His Majesty said he was killed by Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple, then he was killed by Fan Wu from Qiulong Temple. If Your Highness does not believe this, you may follow this old servant to see for yourself. I believe, Your Highness will also be as wise as His Majesty, won’t you?"

The expression on the Crown Prince’s face was now tinged with terror, extremely horripilated: "The... the National Master? Are you one of the National Master’s men?"

The old eunuch smiled: "The Emperor was too, and this was the last thing His Majesty did for the National Master."

With these words,

It was like a clap of thunder.