Chapter 149: Ah Bao Bombs the Capital

“Just the lively scene,” Di Li lowered the curtain. Since Lan Yixuan was no longer there, it seemed he would have to find another opportunity to ask her about the protective charm.

If not for this charm today, he might have gone mad again, just like ten years ago.

The fake monk handed the blood jade to Feng Sheng.

Feng Sheng had been waiting all day in the dilapidated alley. This blood jade, which nurtured little ghosts, could absorb a person’s essence.

However, this time, it was not personally delivered by Concubine Hui and was wrapped in a shabby cloth.

Feng Sheng was displeased.

His blood jade was the finest, meant to be kept in a golden box. A ragged cloth was simply unacceptable.

When he opened the brocade cloth and saw the blood jade broken into two pieces, Feng Sheng exploded in rage!

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In the Yihe Palace.

The Great Tyrant held Ah Bao, who was puffed up with anger.

[Why does our Tiansheng Dynasty lack deities while other countries have them?]

The Great Tyrant understood immediately.

So, his precious daughter was upset about this.

“I heard from your mother that you saw the temple on the way back to the palace.”

Ah Bao’s eyes didn’t move.

The little girl was in a bad mood and didn’t even want to nod her head.

“Did your Aunt Yun tell you the story of the deities of our Tiansheng Dynasty?”

“Hmph.”

[They dare to mock our Tiansheng Dynasty for not having deities?]

The little one slipped out of the Great Tyrant’s arms and stomped into her room.

As she walked, she muttered to herself, [Hmph, I was in a great mood today, taking on a future emperor as a disciple and gaining a hidden treasury. But when I came back, I found out people were mocking our Tiansheng Dynasty for not having deities?]

[Can’t tolerate it?! If they have deities, so can we. If deities won’t come to our Tiansheng Dynasty, then we can create one ourselves.]

The Great Tyrant stood frozen at the door.

What did he just hear?

In just one afternoon, his little daughter managed to accomplish so much.

Future Emperor… who is that?

Concubine De and Zhilan watched as the little girl cheerfully entered her room but didn’t say anything, knowing she was upset.

“Waaah—”

The sound of the little girl crying echoed from the inner room.

Immediately, the calm Concubine De panicked and rushed inside, followed closely by the Great Tyrant.

“Ah Bao, what’s wrong…” They stood at the door and saw Ah Bao clutching many gold pieces in her arms.

The gold pieces had heads, arms, and bodies…

They looked like small golden dolls, but they were shattered.

[How could this happen? Why did the golden statues I cast in the Golden Basin space break?]

Ah Bao looked down at her gold statue.

She had made it herself after returning to the palace.

[If I put my golden statue in the temple, our Tiansheng Dynasty would have a celestial deity. I would be much more powerful than those minor deities.]

Concubine De’s eyes widened in shock.

For so long, she knew Ah Bao was extraordinary but didn’t realize who she was in her past life.

[In the past, even when people cast golden statues to worship me, I wasn’t willing. Now, it’s all blown up.]

[This time, I’m backing up my parents. Our Tiansheng Dynasty will have a great deity, which is me—Emperor Ah Bao!]

[Let them bring out their celestial deities and compare with me. Let’s see who is more powerful.]

The Great Tyrant was bewildered.

He didn’t think his precious daughter was talking big.

He always believed his little girl was a remarkable person.

In fact, she was an incredibly impressive figure!

[Now it’s all ruined. Why can’t I cast the golden statue?] Ah Bao held the broken arms and legs, tears streaming down her face.

She couldn’t understand it.

The Great Tyrant laughed heartily and spoke from the heart, “Ah Bao, do you want a golden statue? I’ll have the goldsmiths make one for you, no, ten, a hundred! As long as you like it, we can make as many as you want.”

Ah Bao looked at her father with a smile.

[Father really loves me! Alright, just one golden statue! One will be enough!]

Ah Bao had previously disliked golden statues, but at this moment, she liked them.

Golden statues represented true deities.

The Great Tyrant immediately gave orders.

He didn’t use the national treasury’s gold and silver, as that belonged to the people.

The Great Tyrant had his own private treasury, accumulated since Ah Bao’s arrival.

Although there wasn’t much gold, making one golden statue for Ah Bao was not a problem.

That night, the alchemy workshop exploded.

The goldsmiths, tearfully requesting to see the Great Tyrant, were met with his presence.

The Great Tyrant held Ah Bao and went directly to the study.

“Your Majesty, it’s not working. The golden statue cannot be made. It was almost done, but it exploded, taking the alchemy workshop with it.”

Ah Bao, who had just woken up from a nap, perked up her ears and heard this.

Immediately, she wasn’t sleepy anymore.

[It exploded again?]

The Great Tyrant decided, “Make another one. If one golden statue exploded, make a second.”

When the Great Tyrant spoke, who would dare disobey?

The goldsmiths worked through the night to make Ah Bao’s golden statue.

As a result, the second alchemy workshop exploded.

The third, fourth…

That night, all the underground alchemy workshops in the capital of the Tiansheng Dynasty exploded—seven in total!

The Great Tyrant was worried about affecting Ah Bao’s sleep, so he didn’t let anyone report the situation.

He waited until the morning after Ah Bao had finished her wash and had her milk before receiving the news.

[Good grief, is this to prevent me from casting a golden statue?]

Ah Bao felt something was off.

[Previously, in the underworld, golden statues stood in rows. How come now, not even one golden statue can be made?]

Ah Bao was frustrated, pulling at her hair.

Her two little curls were messed up.

“Don’t be angry, my dear. Father will eventually make you a golden statue, okay?” The Great Tyrant tried to comfort little Ah Bao with a coaxing tone.

He didn’t want to disappoint Ah Bao.

Sigh.

For the first time, he doubted his ability as an emperor. This was such a failure.

He couldn’t even make a golden statue for his daughter.

Now, with all the alchemy workshops destroyed, it would be impossible to make one for a while.

Ah Bao, being an understanding child, touched the Great Tyrant’s face with her chubby little hand. “Don’t cry, don’t cry.”

[Ah Bao isn’t crying. Ah Bao doesn’t care about the golden statue. Ah Bao just wants our Tiansheng Dynasty to have a great deity too, so others don’t mock us and laugh at Father.]

[Don’t know if Father understands my thoughts.]

Sigh.

The daughter is truly understanding.

The Great Tyrant’s paternal love overflowed.

He wished he could give the entire world to Ah Bao, just to make her happy.

Ah Bao spent a quiet day in the Yihe Palace.

She didn’t count the chickens or eggs.

She was also indifferent to the situation at Qingyun Palace.

No one knew what the little girl was thinking. Concubine De and Zhilan tried talking to her, but she remained silent, looking deep in thought.

After dinner, Ah Bao bounced into her room. “Liang dear, I’m going to sleep now.”

Concubine De was quite surprised that Ah Bao was going to bed so early.

Thinking that Ah Bao might not have slept well with the Emperor the previous night, Concubine De didn’t ask further.

Once Ah Bao was in her room, she quietly tapped the window.

A shadow flashed in.

It was Feng Zhou.