World-Ending Demon Emperor-Chapter 2095 - 986: Ling Ao Goes to His Death! Emperor E Tian’s Tomb!
"Do you know? I am about to become the King of the Rage Wave Kingdom," Zhi Ao suddenly said.
As soon as these words were spoken, Tuli Yang’s expression changed, and he was about to rebuke him, but Jiang Xue stopped him.
Zhi Ao downed his drink in one go and said, "To climb up, I used all my cunning. To curry favor with Prince Zili, I even sacrificed my fiancée, the woman I loved the most. Not only that, I willingly degraded myself to become the boy toy of a Demon Continent harlot, completely losing all dignity."
Jiang Xue said nothing and sat down opposite him, pouring him drink after drink.
Zhi Ao drank quickly, as if he were drinking water.
"Suo Lun, for the sake of my adoptive father, was once willing to persuade me to surrender, but I would rather die than yield. I am willing to grovel to Zili, I would rather be a boy toy for a demon woman than surrender to Lanling, but why is that?" Zhi Ao asked, "Tuli Yang, why do you think that is?"
"Jealousy," Fen Mo, who was beside him, said.
"Yes, jealousy," Zhi Ao said. "Because in my eyes, Suo Lun is a worthless nobody, completely unambitious. I could crush him with a single finger, surrender to him? I’d rather die. I once thought this was integrity. Until later, I heard a saying that even if a woman wants to be a whore, she should go to a faraway city. Or perhaps a fallen noblewoman would rather be a whore than marry a servant who had become successful, even if that servant treated her well and was excellent."
"I once thought I was a very, very outstanding and proud person," Zhi Ao said self-mockingly. "But in reality, I found that I was just a fool, almost a fool with nothing to my name. Vulgar and low to the extreme, not even as good as a prostitute."
At this moment, Jiang Xue almost couldn’t keep up with Zhi Ao’s drinking speed.
"I racked my brains and schemed only to make a name for myself, hoping to enter the Commander-in-chief’s Office of the Rage Wave Kingdom before the age of forty," Zhi Ao said. "For this goal, I sacrificed everything—dignity, character, love. My adoptive father, Gui Xingfu, also sacrificed everything—wife, daughter, family, and so on. To make a name for ourselves, we turned ourselves into ghosts, losing all dignity, enduring countless humiliations. Suddenly, I transformed from a prisoner into the Rage Wave royal family, then became a duke of the kingdom, and by the age of thirty, I became the regent prince of the Rage Wave Kingdom. Back then, my goal was merely to enter the Commander-in-chief’s Office before the age of forty, a dream I dared not even dream, and now suddenly I became the regent prince, and soon I’ll become the king of the Rage Wave Kingdom."
"This is a damn twisted life, a twisted world," Zhi Ao said. "I even married the daughter of Yin Zhou. She is so beautiful, dignified, and virtuous, completely fit to be a queen to rule the world. And I have two such intelligent sons, what regrets could I have in my life?"
"All the previous humiliations, all the loss of dignity are over, exchanged for everything today, they should be worth it," Zhi Ao said. "Yet I realized that my suffering, my humiliation, was just beginning. What was the loss of dignity before? Now, I live worse than a dog."
"That gentle, beautiful, and kind wife of mine is completely a woman of the people," Zhi Ao laughed. "One day, after a court meeting, I met four people. Duke Turing Chen, the Zhi Du Holy Temple High Priest Yan Ping, Fang Qing Shu of Yin Zhou, and Duke Tuli Ming. As a result, three out of the four had slept with my wife, hahaha..."
Zhi Ao laughed wildly. "Out of the four people, I casually met, three had been with her. Before me, she seemed so pure, so virtuous. Not only that, my two children aren’t even my own, they’re actually sired by her cousin, who is now the young master of Yin Zhou, Fang Qingtu. Of course, don’t ask me how I know. And more than that, this woman has been poisoning me with a slow-acting poison every day, so that shortly after I ascend to the throne, I’ll die suddenly, and that so-called eldest son of mine will ascend as king. Isn’t that interesting!"
Tuli Yang, on the side, was already boiling with rage, yelling, "This dirty world, the Dragon Temple is the root of all evil in this world, they should be obliterated, obliterated..."
Zhi Ao held his wine glass, not drinking it, looking at Jiang Xue and said, "Now you ask me if I am willing to pledge allegiance to the Demon Emperor Suo Lun, whether I am willing to stand against the Dragon Temple, whether I am willing to blow up the Sky-Piercing Dragon Tower. I damn well am willing, why are you only coming now? Why only now?"
Ling Ao slammed the table fiercely, shouting, "I’ve been waiting for this day for years. Over a year ago, Lanling unified the Southern Barbaric Lands and sent the national letter to the Rage Wave Kingdom. I was damn well waiting, waiting for the Demon Army to flatten the Human Kingdom, to flatten the Dragon Temple."
"Do, do, do..." Zhi Ao roared, "Blow up the Sky-Piercing Dragon Tower, blow up the Ten Thousand Mountains defense line, the bigger the better, the crazier the better. I must wash away the shame of my life. My whole life is for this day to exist. If I die cowardly like this, what meaning does my life have? To die in such grandeur and heroism, what a thrill, what a thrill..."
After Ling Ao finished his excited speech, he sat down, took a long breath, and said, "But I have one condition."
"Speak," Jiang Xue said.
Ling Ao said, "Take my adoptive father Gui Xingfu away, don’t let him die with me. He’s old, and he is my only relative in this world. He treated me better than Gui Qinshao. Of course, he also used me initially. But...it later turned into a father-son bond, and over the years, it was only because we depended on each other that I was able to hold on; otherwise, I would have ended it long ago."
"Alright, I promise you," Jiang Xue said. "When you die heroically, I will send someone to take Gui Xingfu south, into the Northern Barbaric Lands to see the Demon Emperor."
"Alright," Ling Ao said. "Just publicly announce the guilt of the Dragon Temple, declare allegiance to the Demon Emperor, and destroy the Sky-Piercing Dragon Tower, right?"
"Yes!" Jiang Xue replied.
"Okay, then leave everything to me," Ling Ao said. "However, at the moment of the outbreak, I need time—three minutes will do, I want to scold to my heart’s content. In those three minutes, you must help me hold off the Dragon Temple’s lackeys’ attacks."
Jiang Xue said, "Okay, I will go to the East Li Kingdom to gather human experts and try to buy you more time."
"Count me in," Fen Mo said.
"Count me in too," Tuli Yang said.
Ling Ao said, "But you’re counted out, your martial arts are too lousy, but you’re good at managing affairs. In the future, when Emperor Lanling unifies the Human Kingdom, you’ll need to contribute. If you die, the Tuli Family will perish."
"No, count me in, why should I live if you all die?" Tuli Yang said angrily.
Zhi Ao stepped forward, and without a word, slapped Tuli Yang into unconsciousness on the ground.
...
Meanwhile, in a secret chamber of Baiyun County, an incredibly absurd, dazzling spring scene was unfolding.
A play involving one woman and three men.
The woman is Zhi Ao’s wife, and the three men are Fang Qingshu, Yan Ping, and Turing Chen. Four individuals, utterly mad.
And Zhi Ao’s wife was completely dissolute, entirely shedding her previous dignified and virtuous self, surpassing even the most respected female mentors in certain adult films on Earth.
"Brother, how much longer do I have to keep up the act in front of that idiot, pretending to be gentle and virtuous? I’m almost going crazy. Every night I wish I could strangle him..." Zhi Ao’s wife said venomously.
"Soon, soon..." Fang Qingshu replied, "Once he inherits the throne, we’ll get rid of him within a few months, and then you’ll become the Empress Dowager of the Rage Wave Kingdom, ruling the kingdom and doing as you please."
...
Inside the ruins of the Heavenly Demon Ancient City!
Finally, a thousand ancient witches flew around Lanling, laughing charmingly.
"My master, my beloved master."
They were caressing and kissing as they flew.
"Alright, I’m getting dizzy, why don’t you all land, I have questions to ask you," Lanling said.
Immediately, a thousand ancient witches landed, sitting gracefully beside Lanling, each beautiful face gazing at him adoringly.
"Are you under Emperor E Tian or Emperor EYun?" Lanling asked.
"Emperor E Tian," all the witches replied in unison, "Emperor E Tian created us, then had us guard the Heavenly Demon Temple."
Lanling asked, "What is inside this Heavenly Demon Temple?"
All the witches said, "Emperor E Tian’s sarcophagus!"
Those words were truly startling to Lanling.
Emperor E Tian’s sarcophagus—he’s not even dead, so where’s the sarcophagus from?
"Where is the sarcophagus?" Lanling asked, astonished.
A thousand witches flew into the Heavenly Demon Temple, each releasing a beam of light.
Suddenly, a coffin coalesced in mid-air.
A crystal-clear sarcophagus floated in the center of the hall.
Lanling walked over and gently lifted the lid of the crystal coffin.
"Master, this was left for you by Master E Tian," a witch said.
Lanling asked, "How did he know I would come?"
The witch replied, "Anyone who enters here and can awaken and resurrect us is the new master."
Lanling asked, "So, this is Emperor E Tian’s tomb?"
The witch nodded, "You could say that."
Then she urged eagerly, "Master, please open it quickly, take what Master E Tian left for you. We’ll have completed our mission, and we can follow you."
Lanling smiled and then lifted the cover of the crystal sarcophagus.
Inside, it was almost empty, with only a book lying there, and perhaps a sword?
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