255: The song is over, people are gone, what are you still doing?

“I always feel like I’ve arrived at an extraordinary place. What awaits me next? Just thinking about it makes me a little excited!”

No matter how one looked at it, this situation was bizarre.

The Emperor letting him come to this place definitely didn’t bode well, but Nangong Ao showed no fear, striding forward.

Continuing along the path, it was all downhill, the surrounding temperature grew higher and higher, and the smell of blood became increasingly Rich.

Until he saw a lake of blood, from which hot bubbles rose, indicating a high temperature, but that was nothing.

After all, he had seen great storms and waves, there was nothing he hadn’t seen, but in the center of this lake, there was a black coffin, covered in runes.

Each time the runes flickered, they absorbed the blood from the lake.

“A corpse? No, there isn’t a single trace of cadaveric Qi, then what could it be?!”

He had done things like creating blood pools to nourish corpses.

He had even cultivated a special corpse like Cao Qing, but the fellow in the coffin before him was definitely not a corpse.

“Little Nine, did you get the item I asked you to retrieve from Youming Mountain?!”

A majestic voice came from behind him.

Nangong Ao turned his head to look, and it was indeed the Emperor of the Great Wei Dynasty, Nangong Wuji. At this moment, he was not wearing his resplendent Dragon Robe, but rather a simple robe. However, he looked extremely heroic like this, like a general who had fought in all directions.

“Imperial Father, the netherworld lotus seed is here!” Nangong Ao took out the netherworld lotus seed and respectfully presented it.

The only item he had from Youming Mountain was this netherworld lotus seed, so Nangong Wuji’s intention was undoubtedly this item.

It was just, for what reason did he want this netherworld lotus seed?

Nangong Ao did not know what use the netherworld lotus seed had, but he knew it was not simple.

Nangong Wuji took the netherworld lotus seed and laughed heartily: “Good, very good, with this netherworld lotus seed, my plan can be achieved.”

His laughter abruptly stopped, and two items were thrown out.

Nangong Ao caught them casually, then his eyes widened.

“Imperial Father, what is the meaning of this?”

“You did very well this time, so, this Great Wei Dynasty, I hand it over to you! However, whether you can hold onto it depends on your own ability!”

After speaking, Nangong Wuji waved his hand, signaling him to exit the Imperial Mausoleum, and not to seek him unless the Great Wei Dynasty was on the verge of collapse.

Seeing that Nangong Wuji’s eyes only held the netherworld lotus seed, Nangong Ao grew even more curious about this netherworld lotus seed from Youming Mountain.

However, he did not ask.

He turned and left, without any hesitation.

The netherworld lotus seed has a mysterious origin. Although it comes from Youming Mountain, in reality, the netherworld lotus seed existed first, and then Youming Mountain came into being.

Since the netherworld lotus seed came first, and then Youming Mountain, then this netherworld lotus seed could not be simple.

Nangong Ao did not feel pained by simply handing the netherworld lotus seed to Nangong Wuji. When the great army arrived, the netherworld lotus seed would return to his hands.

It wasn't until Nangong Ao had left that Nangong Wuji made his next move.

“Did he just leave? Heh heh, he does have some depth. If you had asked just now, you wouldn't have been able to leave today...”

He took out a corpse from his storage ring; it was the corpse of the Eleventh Prince.

Nangong Wuji didn't even glance at it, casually throwing it into the blood lake ahead.

The temperature suddenly soared.

The blood lake gained another shade of crimson.

Nangong Wuji observed, but was not satisfied.

“Not enough, it’s still not enough! Little Nine’s departure this time will definitely stir up a storm in the imperial court. Fight, fight! The more who die, the better!”

His gaze suddenly focused on the black coffin, “Ancestor, don’t blame me. Immortal Ascension! That is Immortal Ascension! No one can refuse this temptation, but, in this golden age, with Shen Qingqiu present, you sealing yourself here to wait for this path to Immortal Ascension is also hopeless. Rather than dying at Shen Qingqiu’s hands on this path to Immortal Ascension, why not fulfill me instead!”

“Hahahahaha!”

The laughter was distorted and terrifying, echoing continuously over the blood lake.

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Emerging from the underground palace.

The stone gate of the Imperial Mausoleum had already opened.

Without hesitation, Nangong Ao exited the Imperial Mausoleum directly, and then the stone gate closed again, sealing the Imperial Mausoleum.

The Xuanjia Heavy Cavalry arrived.

General Wei was still riding his Black Scaled Dragon Horse, holding a large spear, leading the way.

Throughout, he did not say a single word.

Nangong Ao also did not ask, only his right hand remained hidden in his sleeve, as if there was something important inside.

After leaving the Imperial Mausoleum, he returned to his mansion all the way.

Entering his own bedroom, he opened the secret room within the bedroom and entered it. Under the dim light, he finally took out the two items Nangong Wuji had given him.

A palm-sized Imperial Seal.

A scroll of the Great Wei Imperial Family’s unique Cultivation Technique for the Emperor, “Celestial Frost Chill.”

Nangong Ao wasn’t very concerned about the Imperial Seal of Great Wei, but this “Celestial Frost Chill” was extraordinary.

“Nangong Yan Cultivates, it should be this Cultivation Technique. Heh heh, to have obtained this technique before even becoming Emperor, it seems he’s truly being groomed to be the next Emperor.

If that’s the case, then why give me this Imperial Seal along with this Emperor-exclusive Cultivation Technique? Is it to borrow a knife to kill, or is there another scheme?”

After thinking for a moment, Nangong Ao still decided...

To listen to music at a pleasure house!

However, listening to music is one thing.

This Cultivation Technique still needs to be passed on to other Clones to verify if there are any hidden traps inside.

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The brothel, this was a place of pleasure that countless men yearned for.

Having lived for so long, this was his first time entering.

Of course, this visit to the brothel was not for seeking pleasure, but for serious business, extremely serious business.

“Oh, my lord, please come in!”

Nangong Ao hadn't even stepped inside when a procuress, heavily made up with rouge and powder, enthusiastically welcomed him.

“Where is the Third Prince? Lead the way!”

“Oh!” The procuress, rushing forward, was struck in the face by a gleaming hard object. Just as she was about to get angry, she saw what had hit her: a gold ingot.

Immediately, her anger turned to joy. She picked up the gold, wiped it, then bit it, and then, smiling broadly, said to Nangong Ao: “Which lord from the capital are you? The Third Prince is not easy to see, you know. If you anger him, our little place will surely be torn down...”

Another gold ingot hit her face.

Nangong Ao said coldly: “Just lead the way. He is my Imperial Brother, what could I possibly do to him?!”

Having received another gold ingot, the procuress was in a great mood.

Although she had two black eyes like a panda from being hit, she was still overjoyed. If such good fortune continued, please be sure to hit her to death with gold.

“Your Highness, please come in. The Third Prince is currently drinking and making merry with the other princes. If Your Highness fancies anyone, just say the word, even if it’s the courtesan queen, I’ll have her bathed and sent to your bed tonight.”

Nangong Ao did not reply, acting extremely aloof.

The procuress seemed not to notice, offering all sorts of flattery, looking as if she was just short of sending herself to his bed.

Of course, if he wanted to.

Could a mere commoner like the procuress resist?

However, he was certainly not that desperate. He would never do such a low-class thing.

Inside the brothel, there was singing and dancing, and a vibrant atmosphere.

The whole building was filled with courtesans, and the air was thick with the scent of perfume.

The women inside were all dressed extremely alluringly, and their attire was very revealing.

But Nangong Ao had no interest in even glancing at them.

They were all just common, vulgar women.

The procuress led Nangong Ao to the outside of a private room. Just as she was about to knock, the door suddenly opened.

The Third Prince was coming out, holding two beautiful women.

Seeing the procuress outside, he smiled broadly, intending to say something, but upon seeing Nangong Ao beside her, his expression suddenly turned cold.

“Ninth Brother, the music is already over, and you’re only just arriving. Aren’t you being a bit too disrespectful to me, your Imperial Brother?!”

It seemed like the party was over, but in reality, it was a confrontation.

This fellow brought up rebellion, and what happened?

This fellow didn't show up!

The other princes thought he had summoned them to plot a great matter!