80 Years Of Signing-In At The Cold Palace, I Am Unrivalled-Chapter 33: A Glass of Water

Yuhua God Dynasty, the fifth year after Emperor Ming ascended the throne.

In the season of heavy snow, Lin Jiufeng went to the Northwest Plains on his own and killed the mighty martial sage of the grassland with a single strike of his sword.

He stopped a war from starting.

Then, he got a neighbor in the Cold Palace.

Time passed slowly.

Lin Jiufeng thought that the Sect Master of the Chasing Corpse Sect would come to the imperial capital to investigate the disappearance of Corpse Elder and Butcher.

But to his surprise, no one from the Chasing Corpse Sect appeared.

As if the deaths of the Corpse Elder and Butcher were of no significance to them.

Those two were cultivators at the Martial Sage Realm, were the Chasing Corpse Sect so extravagant that they didn't even care about their deaths?

Lin Jiufeng was puzzled.

Their martial sages disappeared in the imperial capital but they had no plans of coming to investigate?

Of course, it was also possible that the Chasing Corpse Sect was afraid of the mysterious powerhouse hidden in the imperial capital.

That could be the reason why they didn't show up.

And so, time passed slowly.

Spring went and autumn came.

Five years passed in a blink of an eye.

Lin Jiufeng spent the last five years signing in quietly in the Cold Palace.

He also took his time in combining the cultivation technique inside the Ancient Demonic Book with the Demonic Great Refinement.

After he broke through to the step of Life Knowing, his strength became more and more unfathomable.

Lin Jiufeng started to study the cultivation techniques that he had gathered so far in a more in-depth manner.

He had become stronger after all these years.

This year was the tenth year after Lin Tianyuan succeeded to the throne.

Lin Jiufeng was 45 years old this year.

The world has become unstable.

The death of nine martial sages with a single strike in the imperial capital was an event that happened ten years ago.

Five years ago, he went to the Northwest Plains and killed Tumen Martial Sage.

But no one saw him do it.

The people's respect in the Yuhua God Dynasty's might was gradually disappearing.

The Yuhua God Dynasty itself felt the impact of this.

On the surface, the years were still quiet and peaceful.

But behind the scenes, it was turbulent.

…

The imperial capital, a lord's mansion.

In contrast to Lin Jiufeng's cold palace, this mansion was decorated rather lavishly. The lions at the entrance shone beautifully beneath the sun, while the guards that protected the residence were full of spirits.

The owner of this mansion was the direct son of the current Empress Dowager.

He was also once regarded as the heir to the throne.

Unfortunately, Emperor Yuan disliked him. The former commented that he was ambitious but talentless. Even when Emperor Yuan was gravely injured back then, he didn't agree to appoint him as the crown prince.

Instead, Emperor Yuan chose Lin Tianyuan.

When Lin Tianyuan ascended the throne, the original queen became the Empress Dowager and he begged Lin Tianyuan not to kill her son.

Lin Tianyuan agreed and gave him the title of an idle Lord.

He had no real power, but he was supplied with the best food and lifestyle possible.

He was free to do whatever he wanted except that he couldn't leave the imperial capital.

Lin Tianyuan made it clear that he was planning to take care of this former prince in this manner until death.

But this former prince—the current Lord Taiping was unwilling to suffer such a fate!

He was Emperor Yuan's eldest son and the rightful heir to the throne. But what belonged to him was robbed by a bastard child—Lin Tianyuan. In the end, he was even forced to live the life of a wastrel.

Lord Taiping didn't want to continue this lifestyle. Thus, he contacted the Qiankun Demon Sect in private, wanting to use their strength to carry out a coup.

The Qiankun Demon Sect agreed but they were worried about provoking the mysterious expert in the imperial capital. As a result, they contacted several other demonic sects and convinced them to support Lord Taiping in his endeavor.

They didn't dare to openly make trouble in the imperial capital, but they were still courageous enough to secretly support a prince in his rebellion.

The members of the Qiankun Demon Sect and the other demonic sects managed to infiltrate the ranks of the Forbidden Troops of the imperial capital.

From the inside, they started to corrupt the commanders of the Forbidden Troops by luring them with benefits, intimidation, and various other methods.

In just a few years, the commanders of the 100,000 strong Forbidden Troops were successfully corrupted and they all supported Lord Taiping.

They were attracted by the prospect depicted by Lord Taiping.

Support the imperial power…

Defeat the pseudo-emperor…

Return the throne to its rightful owner and help save the Yuhua God Dynasty from ruin.

If they succeed, they would become the new emperor's loyal officials who helped him retake the throne. Their status would definitely be much higher than their current ones.

After several years of preparation, everything was finally in place.

The only thing that Lord Taiping was worried about was the hidden powerhouse in the imperial capital. He was afraid that he might interfere and stop him.

This was why there were four Martial Sages in Taiping's mansion at this moment.

All of them were sent by the various demonic sects that came here to support Lord Taiping.

The ten commanders of the Forbidden Troops were also present and even a Martial Sage of the royal family that had been persuaded to join Lord Taiping's cause was inside the mansion.

These people gathered together to discuss whether they should go through with the coup or not.

"The only thing we should worry about by now is that sword from ten years ago."

Lord Taiping gnashed his teeth.

When Emperor Yuan died, Lord Taiping was confident that he would be the one to ascend to the throne.

But what happened next was something that he would never forget in his entire life.

A bastard child appeared out of nowhere and took away the throne that belonged to him. What's worse was that the bastard child even placed him in a discreet house arrest.

This was a humiliation that he would never forget for the rest of his life.

"It's been ten years and this powerhouse hasn't appeared even once. We're not even sure if this expert is still even in the imperial capital or not," A Martial Sage expert said.

"I think that it's time."

"It's not a problem even if that person is in the imperial capital. You are the eldest son of Emperor Yuan, the original successor of the Yuhua God Dynasty. You are just going to take back what belongs to you in the first place…"

"This isn't a rebellion, but a mission to defeat the pseudo-emperor."

A commander of the Forbidden Troop urged Lord Taiping.

"You're right!" Anger broke out in Lord Taiping's heart.

He had persevered for ten whole years by now.

He didn't plan to endure any longer.

"Tonight. Mobilize the Forbidden Troop and surround the Forbidden City, let's kill the pseudo-emperor," Lord Taiping said with a hideous look on his face.

"Leave the old emperor to me, I will ensure that he won't be able to rescue this Emperor Ming."

The newly promoted Martial Sage of the royal family was confident.

He chose to handle the old emperor…

One of Emperor Ming's supporters.

He was also Lord Taiping's Grandpa Emperor.

"Launch a mutiny!" Lord Taiping drew out his sword and roared.

Dong dong dong!

The imperial capital trembled as countless people watched in surprise.

Tonight, 100,000 members of the Forbidden Troops rushed to surround the Forbidden City. In an instant, they controlled the court officials as they approached Emperor Ming at lightning speeds.

This was something no one had expected.

It was too sudden, everyone was caught off guard.

The four Martial Sages from the demonic sects directly suppressed the three Martial Sages accumulated by Emperor Ming over the past ten years. They also suppressed Nameless.

Emperor Ming's Grandpa Emperor was also stopped by that Martial Sage from the royal family.

For the time being, Emperor Ming was in grave danger.

Inside the Central Hall in the Forbidden City, Lord Taiping boisterously laughed as he looked triumphantly at Lin Tianyuan who was being surrounded by the former's troops.

"Your four Martial Sages are being suppressed by my people at this moment. The old emperor has also been stopped by a Martial Sage from the royal family. The Forbidden Troops had long become my people, and many major families are supporting me."

"Once you are dead, countless top families and numerous powerful sects will come here to congratulate me on clearing out the rebels and restoring the royal throne to its rightful owner."

Lord Taiping was just too happy.

Having pushed Lin Tianyuan to a corner, he was finally about to take what belonged to him.

"In order to succeed, you even cooperated with the demonic sects?"

Lin Tianyuan's face was gloomy as he said amidst his gnashed teeth.

"Those who dream of glory will not bother with the trivialities. Cooperating with the demonic sect is better than the throne being occupied by a thief like you."

"Ten years!"

"Ten whole years!"

"Do you know how I spent the past ten years?"

Lord Taiping roared with a ferocious expression on his face.

"I'm here to kill you."

"The throne is mine and no one can take it away from me."

Lord Taiping raised his sword and he slowly walked over to Lin Tianyuan.

Lin Tianyuan wanted to fight back but he was suppressed by a Great Grandmaster Realm cultivator.

Lord Taiping said proudly, "All the people you see right now are my people…"

"How are you going to fight against me?"

Lin Tianyuan gritted his teeth and looked at this scene in fury.

…

In the Cold Palace, Lin Jiufeng picked up a teacup and made a cup of tea in the dark.

The little white cat wrote on the ground with its paw. "Aren't you going to help him?"

"A group of people playing house isn't worthy enough for me to come out."

Lin Jiufeng shook his head.

The so-called rebellion was nothing more than playing house in his eyes.

He was too lazy to go over and he was also too lazy to draw his sword.

As a result, he just tossed the cup in his hand into the air.

The water in the cup flew out quickly as it condensed into a longsword that hovered in the air.

Boom!

At the very next moment, this longsword pierced through Lord Taiping and the four Martial Sages from the demonic sect in the Forbidden City.

The white cat blinked its eyes.

It quickly wrote two words on the floor.

You freak!