Chapter 247: The Unofficial History of the Empire

Ah Bao’s eyes lit up.

[Daddy is giving me a hint to sneak a look if I want to? I understand, I understand. Those old sticks are stubborn as donkeys. I won’t make things difficult for Daddy. Hmph, I’ll sneak a look. No one will find out.]

The Tiansheng Emperor couldn’t help but smile. His daughter’s cleverness was truly inherited from him.

Ah Bao had Feng Zhuo take her to the temple secretly.

That night, Leng Qingliu, carrying the Tree of Life, left the inn and quietly arrived at the temple. He saw the dragon statue on the Dragon Wall had closed its eyes.

The dragon was in deep sleep.

Leng Qingliu felt a pang of disappointment. Was he really not destined to have this chance?

Leng Qingliu took out the small tree, placed it in front of the temple door, and performed three kneelings and nine kowtows.

“Please protect us, True God. Grant us spiritual power to safeguard the Tree of Life of our Feng Kingdom and ensure that the Life God never fades away.” Leng Qingliu knew the dragon was asleep and couldn’t hear his plea. He could only pray to the heavens and the True God.

Since the dragon chose to stay here, this place was indeed a feng shui treasure.

He couldn’t pray in the Feng Kingdom’s temple, so he had to do it here.

He didn’t know how many times he had prayed or how many times he had kowtowed. The dragon didn’t wake up.

Leng Qingliu felt dejected, his eyes reddened.

“Leng Qingliu?” A voice came from behind.

Startled, Leng Qingliu quickly stood up. “Prince Seven?”

“What are you doing here?” Prince Seven approached.

Leng Qingliu lowered his head, feeling a bit embarrassed. “I… I’m praying to the gods.”

“Haha! Praying to our Tiansheng Empire’s gods?”

“Ah, as long as it’s a god, from any country, it’s fine.” Gods don’t distinguish between countries; True Gods protect all living beings.

The Life God is the same.

It’s just that the Life God’s domain is in the Feng Kingdom.

“Sigh.” Prince Seven sighed.

Leng Qingliu noticed the green life force around Prince Seven and looked at the withered tree on the ground…

If only he could transfer the green life force from Prince Seven to the Tree of Life.

“Your Highness, are you in a bad mood tonight?”

Prince Seven pursed his lips. “It’s not exactly bad, just… sigh, hard to explain.”

“Your Highness, many people envy you.”

Some high-level figures had granted Prince Seven great fortune, similar to the Life God they worshiped.

They brought good fortune and blessed descendants.

“Have you heard of the Life God?”

“Yes, the national deity of your Feng Kingdom. I’ve heard of it,” Prince Seven said with reverence.

The Life God grants life to the people, protects future generations, and benefits the people. It is one of the ten major gods, revered and worshipped by people everywhere, enjoying great merit.

Leng Qingliu shook his head and sighed. “Your Highness, I’m feeling down today. How about we have a drink?”

The national deity was about to disappear, and the only prince’s bloodline couldn’t be found. These two major issues were weighing heavily on Leng Qingliu’s heart.

If the national deity fell and vanished, it would be like committing a grave sin against the heavens.

It would become a place of disaster, punished by the heavens, and never blessed again.

“Let’s go, let’s have a couple of drinks!”

The two bought two jars of wine and sat by the street, each with their own jar.

As the saying goes, drinking to drown one’s sorrows only deepens them.

Soon, both were quite drunk.

Leng Qingliu, with the help of alcohol, smiled and asked, “Your Highness, who granted you this great fortune?”

“The Buddha says, ‘It’s not to be spoken of.’” Though he was drunk, his mind was still somewhat clear. “You’re not trying to get me to spill secrets, are you?”

His sister had divine powers. No matter what, he had to keep this matter tightly under wraps and never tell anyone, to prevent his sister from being envied and falling into danger.

After all, his sister was still young.

“Hehe, Prince Seven, what are you talking about? I was just asking casually,” Leng Qingliu said, hugging the wine jar and taking a couple of gulps.

Prince Seven followed suit.

“Prince Seven, come with me,” Leng Qingliu said, staggering as he walked, clearly drunk. He led Prince Seven down an alley.

Prince Seven, also unsteady on his feet with a flush on his cheeks, swayed as he walked. “You little rascal, you’re not planning to beat me up in this dark alley, are you? Don’t think that just because I’m drunk, I’m not aware.”

“Hahaha, Prince Seven, you’re really quite cute.”

“No, no, no, I’m not cute. My sister is cute. My sister is the cutest and most adorable sister in the world,” Prince Seven said, his heart softening at the thought of Ah Bao. He felt especially happy. “Uh… a rabbit?”

Prince Seven thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes and saw a wounded white rabbit by the roadside, looking as if it had been bitten by a dog and was about to die.

“Prince Seven, you can touch it.”

Prince Seven, smiling foolishly, walked over and picked up the rabbit. “Well, it is quite cute.”

He could take it back as a gift for his sister. She would surely love it.

“Oh my! Its leg!” Prince Seven was amazed to see the blood on the rabbit’s leg stopping visibly, and the dying rabbit becoming lively.

Startled, Prince Seven let go, and the rabbit darted away.

It didn’t look injured at all.

Prince Seven looked at his hands, checking for any unusual signs.

Leng Qingliu, meanwhile, took a sip of his wine and smiled. “Indeed, Prince Seven’s life force can bestow vitality.”

The power of the Life God!

“What do you mean?” Prince Seven scratched his head.

“Your Highness bestows life, and your fortune is very similar to that of the Life God…” Leng Qingliu murmured.

“I? The Life God? No, no, no. I’m just unlucky.”

Misfortune attached itself to him, difficult to change throughout his life.

His sudden good fortune and ability to bestow life were only because his sister had granted him this luck.

“Perhaps it’s not the case for Your Highness.” Leng Qingliu shook his head and sighed. “The one who granted Your Highness fortune must be the strongest person in the world.”

Sister?

Prince Seven believed it.

Wuwuwu, so now he could bestow life to people or animals on the brink of death?

What extraordinary fortune.

His sister had given him such powerful luck!

But he didn’t know how to use it properly. It felt like a waste.

“Leng Qingliu, what about that tree you have? Maybe I should try to save it?”

Leng Qingliu’s eyes lit up. That’s right!

With Prince Seven’s abundant life force, he could bring vitality to anyone he touched. Maybe he could save the Tree of Life.

Moreover, Prince Seven might even have a connection to the Life God.

“Oh no, I forgot! I left my Tree of Life at the temple entrance,” Leng Qingliu said excitedly. The wine had not been drunk in vain.

…

At this moment, Ah Bao was asleep on the offering table in the temple.

She wasn’t originally tired, but she had exerted great effort trying to move the table. The book The Unofficial History of the Empire was propped under the table leg, and she couldn’t reach it. It was driving her crazy.

The more anxious Ah Bao became, the more irritated she got. The more irritated she was, the more offerings she ate from the table. She sampled everything and ate her fill, which made her even sleepier.

Without realizing it, she fell asleep on the offering table.

In her dream, she seemed to hear someone praying: “God above, please grant divine power to revive the Tree of Life.”

“God above, please grant divine power to revive the Tree of Life…”

The repetitive prayers annoyed Ah Bao, who fidgeted and wondered why she was being asked to help.

It was just a lousy tree.

Ah Bao was woken by the noise and had a serious case of crankiness.

The little girl climbed down from the offering table, seeing that the temple was empty. But she had definitely heard the prayers…

Where did the person praying go?!