Free Web NovelLi Mo's mind echoed with the scenes of his entire life.
As a child in a foreign country, accompanying his father as a hostage, he grew up in fear and poverty. Later, his father returned to his country alone, and he became an abandoned son.
Finally, after surviving in the shadows for six years, he returned to his country as the Crown Prince.
The cold reception he received in Zhao was exacerbated upon his return to Qin. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
Many said he was not his father's son, not of the Qin Bloodline; he was taciturn, unlike other imperial clan youths who were talented and exuded nobility.
Other imperial clan youths never regarded him as a Prince, constantly mocking his Bloodline. Under his silent endurance, their veiled taunts turned into open ridicule.
That day, he finally couldn't bear his mother being humiliated and started a fight with the other party.
But the other party was numerous, tall, and strong; he was no match.
He called for his father's help, but saw only embarrassment in his biological father's eyes.
His father and the nobles of the imperial clan were ashamed of him, as if his very existence was proof of his father's disgrace in Zhao.
So he gave up resisting, just as he had in Zhao.
People said he was weak and cowardly, not like a noble, not like a future King.
No one cared that he had been steeped in poverty and panic since birth, and that his tragic fate, caused by the imperial clan, became his sin.
After four difficult years, his grandfather and father passed away one after another.
That day, he received the royal seal of Qin.
It was fortunate that for over ten years, what he was best at was enduring and biding his time.
Eight years later, his siblings betrayed him. The following year, Lao Ai rebelled with his mother's support, and the Prime Minister's immense power was like a bone stuck in his throat.
Watching his mother's gentle face, it became... hideous and insane due to power.
The last trace of warmth in his heart.
Was also completely stolen by the cold.
The King on the throne finally gained all his power.
And truly became a lonely man. ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com
The faces of old acquaintances were all disfigured by power, so he wanted to be the most powerful person in the world.
The great undertaking of unifying the ages began.
Within ten years, the iron cavalry of Great Qin swept away the feudal states of Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi, ending the chaotic era of conflict.
Relatives, friends, and enemies had all vanished with the wind.
Great Qin became the first unified Dynasty, and all power was indeed solely at his discretion.
At the same time, the weight of power also made it difficult for him to breathe.
Two hundred catties of bamboo slips daily gradually made him feel overwhelmed.
But Great Qin could not stop; like a rapidly moving carriage, without a meticulously steering hand, it would be doomed.
He had already been consumed by power.
Unless he pursued that elusive immortality.
But Xu Fu and others never returned; he was deceived. In a fit of rage, he buried many people alive, leaving behind the infamous reputation of 'burning books and burying scholars' in history.
Now, his last tour to Shaqiu had made him like a candle in the wind.
"Am I... going to die?"
Li Mo almost lost control of his inner self; a strong unwillingness was like oil on a fire.
If not for this unwillingness, he might have already died.
Before his consciousness sank into darkness, he heard someone say:
"Yunzhongjun is back! He brought back the Elixir of Immortality!"
And so, a crystalline, red-jade-like Medicinal Pill was brought before him at the end of his life.
Eat it.
His ambition, his unwillingness, his obsession, his desire for life, all reached their Peak at this moment.
A continuous whisper in his ear:
"Eat it, eat it and you will live forever, forever standing at the Peak of power."
"If you die, what does your magnificent life amount to?"
"Do you want to see the Empire, built on the efforts of six generations, collapse in an instant?"
"Hahaha, Zheng'er, come down and accompany me!"
The voice was like a demonic sound pouring into his ears, incredibly clear even when covering them, because these voices all came from within him.
"No..."
"No, I am not Qin Shi Huang..."
"I am not a lonely man."
Half of Li Mo's face was now covered in swirling blood red.
The Mo City residents surrounding him couldn't help, only fretting in place.
"Damn, Young Li looks quite evil and charming like this. He won't start laughing 'hehehehe' in a bit, will he?"
"What is he muttering?"
"I, Qin Shi Huang, send money?"
"Who is Qin Shi Huang?"
Everyone was completely clueless about the current situation, let alone those in Human City; even the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths didn't know who Brother Zheng was.
They could only make out that Li Mo seemed to have identified himself with a certain emperor.
In Wanchun Court, Shang Qinqing woke up to a world turned upside down.
She missed the candy, and Young Li ended up like this.
Would he not have any more candy to enjoy from now on?
"What kind of ghostly trick is the Blood God using?" Shang Wu asked, hands on her hips, her eyes unfriendly.
"This move has a great origin," Qin Yuzhi said with a solemn face.
As everyone knew, Qin Yuzhi was someone who knew too much, having slept through a change of Dynasty, and was privy to many secrets.
"What origin?" Shang Wu sighed, "When the Blood Refinement Hall was still called the Wu Lian Hall, there was once a martial arts prodigy, exceptionally gifted."
"How exceptionally gifted?"
"About the same as that Yinyang Hall Master who changed his gender."
"That's certainly..."
"This person was a martial arts fanatic, constantly immersed in the Dao of martial /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ arts, neglecting his wife at home. Then his wife, left alone and unwilling to be lonely, had an affair with his disciple."
"Ah?"
Hearing such gossip, everyone was momentarily hesitant to speak.
But they also felt somewhat confused. What did this have to do with the Blood God's methods?
"Don't rush, let me explain slowly," Qin Yuzhi said, taking a sip of tea. "That martial arts prodigy had a green light on his forehead, but he truly loved his wife and couldn't bear to punish her, also feeling he had some fault."
"He couldn't give up martial arts, nor did he want to wear a cuckold's hat, so he went to ask the Ancestral God for help."
"The Ancestral God manifested and helped him, teaching him a method: as long as he used his blood, he could create a Clone, called 'Rebirth from a Drop of Blood'!"
Everyone: "..."
If one disregarded the background, this martial art was almost comparable to a Divine Ability.
"Thereafter, his main body practiced martial arts, and he dripped a drop of blood every day to accompany his wife. But over time, he discovered his wife was still having an affair with others."
"So he was furious and dripped his blood onto his disciple's body."
"Something peculiar happened: he found he could be Reborn in his disciple's body! As long as he dispelled the disciple's consciousness, he could obtain a new body!"
"Of course, the price was also very high... I wonder if the Blood God has perfected this method."
At this point, everyone's expressions changed; they seemed to understand the other party's intention.
The Blood God wanted to destroy Li Shaoxia?
This meant that if he succeeded, he could also use Li Shaoxia to control the Celestial Human Divine Sword, and Human City would be completely finished.
"Let me in!" Shang Wu was truly anxious this time, rolling up her sleeves and wanting to rush into the jiangshan sheji map.
Shang Qinqing, however, held her back.
"Little Qingluan, why are you holding me back?"
"Little Bing'er is still inside; she's more worried than you, yet she hasn't shown herself yet."
