The Birth of Sword God-Chapter 321 - 286: Founding Emperor Monarch

Lin Zixuan listened to her master’s words, slightly stunned.

"The Founding Emperor?"

She indeed recalled something.

The reason Brother Prince was favored by both Prince Rui and His Majesty the Emperor since childhood was because his facial features closely resembled those in the Emperor’s portrait.

And as he grew older, he distinctly resembled the Founding Emperor in the portrait even more.

However, the person in the portrait clearly had a somewhat rugged and bold demeanor.

The Heir of Prince Rui, Qin Xuexiao, was different; he was noble and elegant.

Since the Founding Emperor was the ancestor of these royal family members, and Qin Xuexiao happened to be a descendant of his line, it wasn’t surprising that he resembled him.

"But, Master, what do these words mean?"

Lin Zixuan pondered for a moment and then stopped thinking deeply about it.

For someone like her, whose everything was already arranged, the future lay clearly before her.

Life should just follow the predetermined path.

No use in overthinking; nothing can be changed.

This was the fate decided by her master.

As a result, she rarely overthought or bothered to ponder about many things.

This is why players often say that all elements are complete in "Borrowed Sword."

Han Shuangjiang follows the path of the female protagonist, whereas Lin Zixuan is entirely like the sweet wife of a domineering CEO.

Although clearly a Divine Level Assistance, she looks like a mere attachment to Qin Xuexiao, or perhaps... a follower?

Her mind could actually be rented out.

After all, it wasn’t frequently used.

By now, she had already begun thinking about what to have for dinner.

Ming Xuanji lightly tapped the table with his fingers, signaling Lin Zixuan to continue pouring tea.

After a while, the elder spoke:

"The East and West Continent Competition of the Third Realm is drawing near."

"How is the preparation going in the Cultivation Hall?"

The young girl replied, "Master, I passed by yesterday and saw that a few platforms have been set up."

Ming Xuanji nodded.

"Considering the time, Chu Huaixu and the others should set out soon."

"Zixuan, do you remember my previous instructions for you?" he asked.

Lin Zixuan immediately replied, "Master, are you referring to the matter of the Spirit Seed?"

"Yes."

"The reason I didn’t discuss it with you in detail that day was due to the presence of the Crown Prince, fearing he’d become suspicious."

"Once Chu Huaixu arrives in the capital, you must seek him out and have him plant the Spirit Seed in your body once more."

"This must be done before he enters the Emperor’s Pool; did you note this?" the elder asked.

The petite girl, hearing this, didn’t inquire further, but respectfully said, "Disciple has noted it."

In truth, she was quite puzzled.

Why did her master forcibly remove the Spirit Seed last time, only to ask her to seek out Chu Huaixu to plant it again?

Was there a purpose for removing the Spirit Seed last time?

The reason Lin Zixuan paid close attention to this matter was because ever since that day, her master had aged significantly and even sustained a serious injury.

She could actually tell that her master didn’t want the Brother Prince to know about this matter.

Or rather, perhaps because this matter might relate to the [Emperor’s Pool], it was kept hidden from the Crown Prince.

To her, growing up in Prince Rui’s Mansion and starting cultivation with her master at the age of ten, both Qin Xuexiao and Ming Xuanji were the closest people to her.

Yet both parties clearly had their own schemes.

Lin Zixuan usually didn’t ask much.

If Brother Prince asked me to hide something from my master, I would hide it.

If Master asked me to hide something from Brother Prince, I would also hide it.

This was Lin Zixuan’s way of handling things.

——Anyway, I am just foolish.

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After chatting a bit more with his little disciple, Ming Xuanji started to see her off.

"You should return to the mansion," he said.

By "return to the mansion," he naturally meant Prince Rui’s Mansion.

"Yes, Master." The girl obediently stood up, remembering to take a Spirit Fruit from the table for the journey.

After Lin Zixuan left, Ming Xuanji sat alone for quite a while.

He, like an old man nearing the end of his life, would often suddenly absentmindedly drift off, staring blankly ahead.

After a long time, he eventually let out a faint sigh.

"When the time comes, I’ll ask His Majesty to let me enter the Emperor’s Mausoleum one more time."

"Adding some national fortune might just allow me to forcibly continue my life for a few more years."

"I’ve been scheming for the great disaster of heaven and earth for most of my life; if I can’t witness the end of the great disaster, I won’t be reconciled."

With this thought, he stood up and flew off into the distance.

Ming Xuanji quickly arrived in front of a six-story pagoda.

He entered the tower.

The pagoda inside was hung with numerous portraits.

All were portraits of people, both male and female, old and young.

Interestingly, all these lifelike portraits were drawn by this old blind man himself.

Each painting had a few words written on it.

At this moment, he headed directly up the tower and soon reached the fifth floor.

The number of portraits in the pagoda decreased with each floor.

Upon reaching the fifth floor, there were only forty-nine portraits left.

Every individual painted here was a person of renown.

There were those from the Daoist Sect such as Xiang Yan and Jiang Zhi.

There were also those from the Sword Sect, like Sword Venerable and Situ Cheng.

Here, there was also the Female State Preceptor of the Moon Country, as well as Prince Rui, and even His Majesty the Emperor.

Ming Xuanji stood before the portrait of Jiang Zhi.

Four words were written on the painting: Heaven, Earth, Man, Demon.

"At present, there are many changes."

"With Chu Huaixu coming to the Moon Country for the competition, you are likely to accompany him personally," Ming Xuanji said lightly.

"I hadn’t expected that after falling into demonhood, you hadn’t acted, yet now you have awakened your demonic nature early."

This painting was initially placed alongside the portrait of Sword Venerable.

Ming Xuanji picked it up and intended to place it in the back row.

Yet he couldn’t help but made a divination with a raised hand and then exclaimed, "Huh—?"

He smiled slightly, placed the painting back to its original position, and said, "It seems I underestimated you, Jiang Zhi."

After walking around the fifth floor, the elder adjusted the positions of three portraits.

Then he headed up to the sixth floor.

Originally, only four paintings were hanging there.

The people in the paintings were: Xu Ziqing, Han Shuangjiang, Qin Xuexiao, Lin Zixuan.

But now, in the middle of the four paintings, there was an additional one.

It was a handsome man in a black and gold robe.

Profound Yellow Leader, Chu Huaixu.

His painting also had a few words written on it.

——[Variable].

While Xu Ziqing’s painting read ——[Sword Servant].

Han Shuangjiang’s portrait bore the words ——[Profound Yin].

These words were not difficult to understand.

However, initially, Chu Huaixu’s painting was placed on the fourth floor before he gained the title of Profound Yellow Leader and was moved to the sixth floor.

After the last "rectification" failure, Ming Xuanji realized the gravity of the situation and the terror of the variable, and so hung it on the sixth floor.

As for his beloved disciple Lin Zixuan, the painting was annotated with [Heavenly Bestowal].

This might have to do with her ability to grant her power to others.

But it was Qin Xuexiao’s painting, with those two words, that was most peculiar.

——[Container].

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