Grinding Cultivation Toward Martial Saint-Chapter 1393 - 239: The Metropolitan Exam Begins, the Shock of Age!

Chapter 1393: Chapter 239: The Metropolitan Exam Begins, the Shock of Age!

The high platform to the north of the training field was already filled to capacity.

At its center, there was a dragon throne covered by beaded curtains and a special mysterious veil shimmering with starlight.

Ji Mingyue looked at her father, the emperor, seated on the dragon throne with a blurred face, her brows furrowed with worry.

She knew that the reason her father did not show his true face was that his complexion could no longer be maintained.

Once his true appearance was revealed, turmoil would inevitably sweep through the court.

"Why has it come to this!!" she muttered sorrowfully.

Just then.

"Shiqi, come here!" a still authoritative voice echoed in her ear.

The princes and important ministers on the platform looked towards the figure on the dragon throne, and the outstandingly beautiful Ji Mingyue.

Underneath the special mysterious veil shimmering with starlight, no matter how skilled in Martial Arts they were, they could only see the blurred features.

Though the special mysterious veil seemed as thin as a cicada’s wing, it weighed tens of thousands of jin and had a special domain, strong enough to block all tangible and intangible forces from approaching.

"It seems that Shiqi is still the most beloved daughter in his heart." Watching Ji Mingyue approach the figure on the dragon throne, this thought emerged in everyone’s mind.

They had long lost count of the days since they last saw the Holy Emperor’s true visage, and today, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, he called the Seventeenth Princess forward.

This clearly conveyed many messages to them.

Ji Mingyue stepped forward.

Layer upon layer of the special mysterious veil with starlight was swept aside.

As the front layers were swept away, the layers of mysterious veil behind fell into place.

When the sixth layer of mysterious veil was swept open, Ji Mingyue saw the middle-aged man sitting solemnly on the dragon throne, his lips quivering slightly.

"Father...!"

Seeing Ji Mingyue’s expression, the middle-aged man on the dragon throne couldn’t help but smile gently.

"I still like it when Shiqi calls me ’father’ rather than ’father emperor’!"

As he spoke, Ji Mingyue could see her father’s purple lips, sallow and gaunt face, dark brown eye sockets, and sparse hair.

Every detail indicated that the man who once ruled over the dynasty had arrived at his final days.

"Father, why has your health deteriorated so quickly..." Ji Mingyue hesitated.

Meanwhile, outside the dragon throne, the rest could not hear any exchanges between the two, only seeing Ji Mingyue’s blurred figure standing before the Holy Emperor.

"They have endured for over eight hundred years, and now they can no longer hold back! Those Primordial Spirit strong persons, even certain immortals still alive, are taking action to curse and kill me." the middle-aged man on the dragon throne said.

"Father...do you not have the protection of the Great Xia’s national fate? Aren’t they afraid of the backlash from the national fate of a country when they act like this?" Ji Mingyue asked.

"They have already suffered backlash, but once such a decision has passed, no matter the backlash, they will not stop!" the middle-aged man on the dragon throne replied.

After a pause, he continued, "Now, the only one I can’t put down is you, Shiqi!"

"Father, I am fine, you don’t have to worry about me!" Ji Mingyue pursed her lips and said.

"While I am still alive, of course no one dares to harm you, no one dares to disrespect you! I am only worried about the day I can no longer hold on, when I am gone, and you have no maternal support, they will disrespect you." The man on the dragon throne showed a hint of worry in his eyes.

"Father, you will be alright!" Ji Mingyue said.

"Silly girl, everyone dies sooner or later! I know my body’s condition better than anyone!" As the man on the dragon throne finished the sentence, his face suddenly turned ashen.

"Father!!" Ji Mingyue lifted her leg, ready to step forward.

"Stop..." The man on the dragon throne waved his hand to indicate, and then a jade bottle slipped out of his sleeve.

He quickly opened the jade bottle, and a red pill the size of a mung bean appeared in his hand.

The red pill was then broken open and flew into his mouth.

After several breaths as he swallowed,

the man’s face on the dragon throne returned from ashen to its previous sallow color.

He coughed lightly twice, his expression easing.

"Father, this is..." Ji Mingyue’s eyebrows filled with worry.

"A life-extending pill!" the man on the dragon throne said indifferently.

"Father, you..." Ji Mingyue began, but was interrupted by the man on the dragon throne: "Shiqi, rest assured, I can still hold on for a while."

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingyue nodded.

"Father, there’s something I don’t understand!" She looked up again at the man on the dragon throne.

"Speak!" the man said indifferently.

"Father, with the Crown Prince’s position undecided, it will surely lead to brotherly discord and fratricide! Especially if one day you can no longer hold on, internal conflict will certainly erupt!" Ji Mingyue said earnestly.

Seeing Ji Mingyue’s demeanor, the man on the dragon throne immediately showed a look of gratification.

"Previously, I was worried that after I am gone, Shiqi would be bullied by siblings and others, but now it seems, I underestimated you, Shiqi. You thinking of this gives me much assurance about the future."

He then added, "Since you can think of this, how could I not be aware? But, Shiqi, just look at the current situation in Great Xia, it’s the most dangerous, the most challenging time in more than eight hundred years!"

"At this time, who succeeds to the throne is of paramount importance!"

"In times of crisis, only the most capable and outstanding prince can stabilize the collapsing Great Xia and rebuild a new era!"

"But the human heart is like a sea, it’s hard to truly understand one’s mind!"

"Even I cannot truly discern which of your brothers or which of your sisters is the most capable, with the strongest skills and connections."