Worldwide Awakening: My Soul Kinds Are Lost-Chapter 550: Why is Someone So Eager to Die_1

"The Crown Prince had fallen into the water and died. Consequently, King Yong assumed the regency, though the position of Crown Prince remained undecided," Wang Linchi had also heard.

Even now, secluded on Mount Tai, he had not lost touch with the outside world. He had dispersed numerous memory bodies for intelligence gathering and was also keeping a close eye on Pei Jiang.

As for The Debate in Mount Tai, hmph, it seems he took his oath lightly, Wang Linchi couldn’t help but sneer.

Pei Jiang had promised to safeguard the ancestral hall of Dai Temple for him. However, not much time had passed before he’d all but forgotten this promise.

Years had passed without a single visitor to Dai Temple; it had grown desolate, overrun with weeds. The personnel originally assigned there had been dismissed long ago.

Of course, I knew why Pei Jiang had leaked the news of debating with ’Wang Xueshu’ at Dai Temple. Wasn’t it just to manipulate me? If I didn’t make an appearance, Pei Jiang would likely attack Dai Temple directly to force me out. Pei Jiang was certainly capable of such a move.

Death by divine lightning for breaking an oath? Pei Jiang didn’t believe such a thing in the slightest. For someone like him, who had already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Inner Pellet Technique, heaven and earth were merely aspects of the environment. Once he mastered his divine skills and achieved immortality, he would become an eternal emperor, and even heaven could do nothing to him.

He might even be planning to kill me directly this time. After prying all cultivation insights and secret arts from me, he would ensure he was the only immortal left in the world. If he could bring himself to harm his own son, what was I, an outsider, to him?

It was true that Wang Linchi had shown Pei Jiang kindness, but that was decades ago. Whatever gratitude might have existed had long since faded. Time can wash away many things.

However, Wang Linchi had no time to deal with Pei Jiang right now; he was currently occupied with the Nine Extremes Divine Palace.

"God-slaying True Monarch, Li Qinglian... the biography is complete." Wang Linchi noted, flipping through the volume in his hand. It made no mention of ’Wang Xueshu’ of Dai Temple, downplayed many external factors, and embellished many of Li Qinglian’s deeds.

Wang Linchi, recognizing these subtle rhetorical flourishes, couldn’t help but acknowledge their skill; If I hadn’t known the truth, I certainly would have been fooled.

The reason he wanted to deal with the Nine Extremes Divine Palace and the disciples of the Nine Extremes Sect now was his plan to act against the last Nine Extremes Child.

They haven’t arrived yet, but that doesn’t stop me from cutting off their main supporters beforehand. If I wait until they actually arrive to make a move, it might be too late.

I can’t deny the Nine Extremes Divine Palace truly is invaluable. Despite the Calamity of the Last Law progressing this far, it’s still stable, showing no signs of dismantling.

Wang Linchi couldn’t help but marvel. Spaces like the Imperial Examination Space and the ritual space shattered instantly whenever the Calamity of the Last Law intensified. In contrast, the Nine Extremes Divine Palace had remained perfectly intact from the Ancient Era until now. It was not only stable but also operated very smoothly.

True gold fears no fire. This only deepened Wang Linchi’s wariness of the Nine Extremes Child. The creator of such a powerful entity must be a peerless prodigy capable of suppressing an entire realm. Surely, this wasn’t something they obtained from a ’system check-in’ with a ’ding’? That would be too absurd.

The Saint Master returned, carrying the head of the last disciple of the Nine Extremes Sect. Such killings were tasks for the Saint Master; Wang Linchi didn’t need to intervene.

"Three days. A bit slow," Wang Linchi remarked.

The Saint Master offered no response, instead busying himself with disposing of the remaining corpse of the last Nine Extremes Sect disciple. In the Saint Master’s logical framework, Wang Linchi’s remark was superfluous and thus required no reply.

Currently, most disciples of the Nine Extremes Sect had infiltrated the Royal Family, lying dormant while gradually laying plans for the future, preparing for the next End of the Dynasty.

In reality, there’s hardly any need for preparation. Given the current state of affairs, it would be a blessing from God if Great Xuan even survives another three hundred years. If this ’tradition’ of fatherly benevolence and filial piety continues, without my support, problems are bound to arise. It would be quite an achievement if the Great Xuan Dynasty doesn’t collapse within two generations.

Alright, asking was pointless. But what should I do with such a massive Nine Extremes Divine Palace?

Wang Linchi began to ponder this. He definitely intended to take it; the question was how.

I must be careful. This thing is too valuable; a single misstep could lead to a loss.

But valuable as it was, Wang Linchi wondered: What use is it to me? This place was known as the maintenance and repair base for two models of Transformed Human from the Nine Extremes Sect. Essentially, it was a logistics hub. Apart from its use to the Nine Extremes Sect disciples, it’s practically a white elephant to anyone else. It’s the same for me; its value is extremely limited. It’s like a piece of chocolate shaped like feces. Not entirely worthless, but certainly disgusting.

I’ll dismantle it. Perhaps I can decipher some technological systems from previous dynasties. Wang Linchi finally decided, opting to use it for research—a one-time endeavor.

It might contain some hidden value, but for Wang Linchi, if that value couldn’t be realized, it was useless. He was just that pragmatic.

He had considered keeping it for future research when he grew stronger, but he ultimately rejected the idea. I have less than a thousand years left in this world, at most. Once I reach a new world, there will be plenty of opportunities. Why get bogged down here?

He might seem idle now, but he was anything but. He was constantly engrossed in researching civilizations.

I want to create a civilizational computer using the civilization within my body. If successful, many things will become much more convenient. For instance, it could assist my research or help manage miscellaneous tasks. The Thought Mirror can do this, but its processing power is drawn from me. Therefore, I need a computer that has its own processing power yet is subordinate to me. Rebuilding one is quite suitable. I’ve even used three technologies from the previous world. These technologies are indeed convenient, and it’s already taking rudimentary shape. The rest is just a matter of slowly perfecting it. During this process, I can also advance the plan to turn illusion into reality. It’s a two-pronged approach, truly no loss.

As Wang Linchi stored the Nine Extremes Divine Palace, sending it into his body for further dismantling and sorting, he sensed many people approaching Mount Tai with various items. Why are so many people coming to Mount Tai at this hour, and with such a large retinue?

Fortunately, he quickly understood.

Oh, the emperor is coming, so they have to make preparations in advance, Wang Linchi deduced with a sneer. Although Pei Jiang was currently busy purging the imperial court, since he had indicated he would come in six months, preparations for his reception were naturally required. They couldn’t let the emperor arrive at a place overgrown with weeds.

The reason for the delay from three months to six was that Pei Jiang needed to reclaim the authority taken by Crown Prince Pei Kui and, consequently, purge the court.

Pei Kui’s cause of death was officially ’accidental drowning,’ not ’killed by Pei Jiang for rebellion.’ This preserved the reputations of both parties, so Pei Kui’s position as Crown Prince was not posthumously shaken; he was even granted a corresponding posthumous title.

One could say that, on the surface, it was handled decently enough. Future history books will probably not record that Pei Kui died for rebellion; they’ll likely use subtle phrasing to gloss over it. If he had succeeded, things might have been different. He would probably be a low-budget version of Emperor Taizong of Tang. After all, he didn’t kill his brothers, merely imprisoned his old father.

I really didn’t expect someone to be so eager to court death.

Actually, after dismantling the Nine Extremes Divine Palace, Wang Linchi planned to kill Pei Jiang, allowing his Mana to return to and nourish heaven and earth, thereby delaying the Calamity of the Last Law. According to his timeline, this would take at least another ten years at the earliest. Yet, Pei Jiang had conveniently decided to come looking for him in six months. Wang Linchi could only oblige by sending him on his way first.

I can’t possibly disappoint his kind intentions, can I? Pei Kui was just too hasty. If he had waited a bit longer, he wouldn’t have needed to force an abdication; he could have just waited to ascend the throne.

He actually had a rather favorable opinion of Pei Kui. He was a bit of a handful as a child, but he received a good education later on. His character wasn’t necessarily exemplary, but in terms of ability to govern a country, he was certainly not inferior to his father, Pei Jiang. The main disparity lay in ruthlessness. After all, he was born in an era of peace and hadn’t experienced as much as Pei Jiang had in his early years, so he lacked that vicious edge.