Chapter 205: They Are Unworthy

But Concubine De needed spiritual energy and thought that perhaps offering incense might help Ah Bao recover her spiritual energy, but the golden body kept breaking.

“Your Majesty.” Concubine De, startled by a noise behind her, turned around to see the Great Tyrant entering.

The Great Tyrant quickly waved his hand; Ah Bao had just fallen asleep.

Concubine De understood.

The Great Tyrant looked at the table and asked quietly, “Still not working?”

Concubine De nodded, looking dejected. “Yes, this is the eighth one.”

The Great Tyrant knew Concubine De had been trying to create a golden statue for Ah Bao.

She had mentioned before that following the guidance of Taoist Priest Baiyun to make a golden body for Ah Bao would be very beneficial for her future development.

The Great Tyrant hadn’t expected that both he and Concubine De could hear Ah Bao’s thoughts.

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He always thought of himself as someone special.

When Concubine De proposed this idea, the Great Tyrant agreed eagerly. He had always wanted to do it but was pleased that Concubine De had acted on it.

“Previously, I had a goldsmith make a golden statue for Ah Bao. At that time, it caused quite a stir. Concubine De must know about it.”

“Yes, I heard that all seven alchemy workshops in the capital exploded, without exception.” Afterward, the Emperor had ordered repairs.

Now, whenever goldsmiths were asked to make deities, they all wanted to retire.

Many Buddha statues had also been made by these goldsmiths, who had spent their lives working with gold but had never encountered such bizarre incidents.

“This matter, whenever I have free time, I ponder it for a long time, but I can’t make sense of it,” the Great Tyrant sighed. “Making the golden statue is a small issue. I’m just worried that this matter might affect Ah Bao’s future growth.”

He wanted Ah Bao to be safe and sound throughout her life.

However, the statues kept exploding, which baffled him.

His Ah Bao was no ordinary person, but that’s why he was even more cautious. He only wanted her to be safe every year.

“Concubine De, do you think Ah Bao might be related to our Celestial Dynasty’s national deity?”

Concubine De was surprised.

The Emperor never took the initiative to involve the Concubines in such matters, and Concubine De had always avoided discussing it.

She didn’t expect him to bring it up now.

“Does His Majesty think Ah Bao might be a reincarnation of the national deity?” It seemed from Ah Bao’s thoughts that she was not a reincarnation of the national deity. Ah Bao often mentioned being in the underworld, and Concubine De always felt heartache for her. Only restless souls or ghosts would stay long in the underworld.

She even considered that Ah Bao might be an old ghost who had been in the underworld for a long time.

“Ah Bao can make the temple shine. But, if the golden statue cannot be made, how could it explode if she were truly the reincarnation of the national deity?” The Great Tyrant couldn’t understand and denied that possibility.

“Your Majesty, why not invite Taoist Priest Baiyun to the palace to help us resolve this issue?”

“Good idea! How could I forget about Baiyun!”

Taoist Priest Baiyun arrived at the imperial study, where Concubine De was also present. The Great Tyrant explained the whole situation to Baiyun.

“Baiyun, after years of cultivation, have you ever heard of such a situation?”

Taoist Priest Baiyun smiled slightly. “Your Majesty, rest assured, the Tenth Princess is not the reincarnation of the national deity. As for the statue breaking… I really can’t find the reason.”

“How are you sure that the Tenth Princess is not the reincarnation of the national deity?”

Even the Star God and the Matchmaker God trembled whenever they saw the Tenth Princess.

“Your Majesty, there is no national deity in the Celestial Dynasty. There never was, and there won’t be one in the future. Although there is some karmic relationship with the Tenth Princess, the national deity cannot match her fate.”

The Great Tyrant was confused.

“The Tenth Princess’s fate is too strong. Being a national deity would be beneath her.”

The Great Tyrant was shocked!

What?!

“If she wanted to be the national deity, she would be. If she didn’t want to be the national deity, then the national deity…” would be a subordinate.

Taoist Priest Baiyun thought about this but didn’t dare say it out loud.

But the Great Tyrant began to understand, his mind continually in shock. After calming down, the Great Tyrant said slowly, “Baiyun, I only want Ah Bao to be safe every year. Do you understand my intention?”

He was concerned about the statue breaking because he feared it might be detrimental to Ah Bao in the future.

“The Tenth Princess has immense merit and will surely be safe every year. The heavens cannot alter the Tenth Princess’s fate.”

One word from the Tenth Princess could make the heavens listen. No one could harm her.

“What kind of fate is this? You are a master of fortune-telling. Tell me about it.”

Taoist Priest Baiyun sighed and was about to try calculating when a great thunderbolt descended, striking the imperial study and leaving Baiyun scorched.

His hair stood on end, smoking, his hands were blackened, and even his precious white whisk was emitting smoke.

The Great Tyrant, sitting on the dragon throne, and Concubine De, standing by, were both… quite taken aback.

“Extraordinary! Extraordinary! I have truly offended!” Taoist Priest Baiyun came to his senses, on the verge of tears. How could he dare to calculate the fate of the Great Tyrant?

Even if given another hundred years of cultivation, he wouldn’t be able to fathom the Great Tyrant’s fate.

He wasn’t worthy!

“Your Majesty, I can’t continue. I need to leave the palace to recuperate. I’ll see you next time.” Taoist Priest Baiyun looked at the blackened white whisk, his heart aching more than his head!

The Great Tyrant rubbed his forehead. “I didn’t expect that Ah Bao’s fate would be beyond even Taoist Priest Baiyun’s ability to divine. I’ll have to seek the ancestors’ blessings.”

Ah Bao was his life!

The Great Tyrant went to the ancestral temple, offering incense and praying to the ancestors.

He chanted for a long time, one phrase after another, and when he opened his eyes, the incense had already burned out.

What did this mean?

The ancestors wouldn’t help his little Ah Bao?

At this moment, the ancestors listening to the Great Tyrant’s fervent prayers were all gathered in their spiritual positions, each sighing heavily.

The Late Emperor: “This Emperor Cangmo actually asks us to bless the little ancestor. Do we deserve it? Obviously not!”

Ancestor No. 1: “I have been waiting down here for hundreds of years, almost seeing the little ancestor, only to hear that the little ancestor has reincarnated. How bitter it is.”

The distant glimpse of the little ancestor was beyond their worth. Emperor Cangmo actually asked them to bless the little ancestor?

They needed the little ancestor’s blessings!

The one drinking milk now is the true ancestor. They were just juniors! Juniors!

“Fine, I’ll give Emperor Cangmo a dream tonight, so he doesn’t keep dreaming about unrealistic things.”

A group of ancestors were envious of the Great Tyrant, who held the little ancestor every day, while they could only watch in dismay.

That night, the Great Tyrant dreamt of the Late Emperor again.

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In just half a month, this was the Great Tyrant’s second dream about his father.

“Father…”

“Don’t call me father; you are my father.”

The Great Tyrant: “…”

Was his father out of his mind?

“Son,” the Late Emperor cried uncontrollably while holding the Great Tyrant.

The Great Tyrant’s face stiffened. “Father, what happened? Were you bullied down there, or are you lacking something? Tell me.”

“Son, we are unworthy, we are unworthy…”

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Happy New Year to all the precious children. May everything go as you wish.