Repugnant Gateway

When he sat on the throne, An Zheng felt that it was not him. However, there was a strong sense of responsibility in his heart. This immortal palace, as well as the mortal world that corresponded to it, needed him to change.

It’s a bit of a mystery, isn’t it?

An Zheng suddenly became the Immortal Emperor, and was even the only Immortal Emperor in the Inside the Immortal Palace. The group of people kneeling on the ground had sincere expressions on their faces. It seemed that they weren’t at all uncomfortable. They quickly accepted the fact that An Zheng was their only ruler, and quickly entered their own roles.

They submitted and knelt there, as though no one had any doubts in their heart.

An Zheng looked at the group of people below him. He knew that all of this was not true, but if he had only used his eyes to distinguish it, he would not have been able to see if it was fake at all.

They all knelt there, waiting for An Zheng’s orders.

An Zheng shook his head, telling himself not to think about other things for the time being, and to make changes. The first thing he had to do was to destroy the so-called rules set by the Green Lotus Sovereign, preventing anyone from absorbing the vitality of the mortal world.

“Tell me all the rules that were set by the Blue Lotus when it was still in power.”

An Zheng gave the order and someone immediately carried a thick book up with both hands. It looked to be at least a foot thick. The deity placed the book on the table in front of An Zheng, bowed his head and said respectfully, “Venerable Emperor, this was the Azure Lotus Ancestor … “The code drawn up by the Blue Lotus is all here.”

An Zheng replied as he looked at the foot thick code. What kind of person was he that was infatuated with power? How could he come up with suchick code of law?

An Zheng: “All of you can leave. I’ll see for myself.”

“Yes sir!”

Everyone stood up and retreated out of the room. The great hall suddenly became empty, and the silence caused people to feel anxious. An Zheng subconsciously looked up at the empty great hall, and felt a sense of loss. This feeling was very strange, An Zheng quickly focused his attention on the Codex.

For an entire day, An Zheng did not do anything else. He only watched as the code selected the unfair ones, then realized that the majority of the clauses were directed at the human world. An Zheng felt dizzy and his head bulged when he saw this, while the anger in his heart also became more and more intense.

By the morning of the second day, when those immortals rushed into the hall likide, An Zheng still had not left their seats. He looked up at the people filing in, then down at the code again.

The noise from below made him extremely patient. He grabbed the Codex and threw it away.

“Abolish them all!”

An Zheng roared, he felt his throat becoming a little hoarse. He did not rest for a day and a night, his whole attention was focused on the disgusting laws, and An Zheng felt like he was about to explode.

“All the rules laid down by the Green Lotus before are null and void.”

An Zheng instructed, but no one questioned him. Everyone kneeled down and accepted An Zheng’s orders. One of the attendants ran over, picked up the code and threw it into the brazier.

“Ancestor, since the old code has been abolished, please draw up a new one.”

The middle-aged man holding the pagoda in his hand bowed his head and said, “Whether it is in the immortal palace or the mortal world, you must not have a day without rules.

An Zheng waved his hand: “I’m tired. You guys make the rules and let me see after thinking about it. It must be fair and just. ”

After An Zheng finished speaking, he stood up and left the great hall, and started aimlessly walking down the street. He didn’t know where he was supposed to go, and he kept feeling that he had forgotten something. But soon, he had no choice but to return to the palace hall. Those people didn’t know the rules at all. They had been ruled by the Green Lotus for too long. Their thoughts were completely on the Green Lotus’ mind.

An Zheng would think about it himself, one by one, improving on his own. An Zheng managed to manage this matter for at least a month. Every day, he would argue with the deities, and every day, he would think about how he could make the law more fair and just.

Gradually, An Zheng had gotten used to this life and started to adapt to it. Because the immortals in the first place couldn’t bear to watch, An Zheng had to personally handle all of the matters, and he had to personally complete all of the details. After he finished making the rules, An Zheng started to change these so-called immortal thoughts.

These people had followed the Blue Lotus for too many years, they had already been completely assimilated by its thoughts, An Zheng had to change all of them. This matter was even more torturous than a code, An Zheng could only sink into it.

Day after day.

After an unknown amount of time, An Zheng had finished processing the imperial reports that had been delivered up to him. He raised his hands to rub his eyes, his heart suddenly moved, he felt that he had forgotten something.

However, he was soon troubled by trivial matters. Every day he would sit on that throne, read the reports, listen to the reports, distinguish between what was true and what was false, and make the decisions. He had to take care of everything himself, and he spent all his time dealing with it.

It was another early morning. An Zheng raised his head and looked at the sun that was rising from afar. He lifted his hand and pinched his forehead with it. What did I forget?

An Zheng asked himself, but at the moment, he simply could not give himself an answer. He didn’t know what he had forgotten, but the feeling of having forgotten something would appear every day. It was so strange, An Zheng felt that he must be too tired.

The days passed in this manner, and the Immortal palace was in an orderly fashion under An Zheng’s control. As for the mortal world beneath the immortal palace, it had gained even more freedom. An Zheng had set uestriction between the Mortal Realm and the Immortal Palace. Anyone who reached this level of Cultivation Power would be able to enter the Immortal Palace, and immortals would have to take turns to control the order in the Mortal Realm.

The deities that went to the Mortal Realm were used to being high and mighty. Killing people was not a big deal, so An Zheng killed the deities. Cultivators who came up from the mortal world were prepared to enslave others after getting used to suffering. Such people were also killed by An Zheng.

An Zheng’s life, continued to circulate between reading the imperial reports and killing people.

About a dozen or so kilometers away from the main hall was a small mountain. Halfway up the mountain, there was a very unique pavilion. Inside the pavilion, there was a wooden round table. It looked like sandalwood, but it was already quite old.

Xuan-Yuan poured a cup of tea and passed it to Purple Ivy who was dozing on the opposite side: “What do you think of him?”

“Who?”

“Who else could it be?”

“Oh …” That only Immortal Emperor, I heard he did pretty well. This person was very decisive and swift. And it’s all done on its own, so I think it’s better than it used to be. ”

Xuan-Yuan laughed: “But how long do you think he can go on for?”

“How long does what last?”

Xuan-Yuan sighed: Can’t you just do some serious things?

Purple Ivy: “I feel that every day I live is very serious.”

Xuan-Yuan said after drinking a mouthful of tea, “You are different from me. You have no desires nor requests. But I can’t. I’ve been waiting. An Zheng said that this was a secret realm, so what if it was a secret realm? You and I are not tools used by others to gain experience. So, at that time I made the same choice as you, and gave my position to An Zheng. ”

“Look at him, he’s about to become the same person as Qing Lian.”

Purple Ivy: “No, they’re different.”

Xuan-Yuan: “I’m not saying that his personality has changed, but rather, he’s doing things. They didn’t believe in anyone else, so they had to do everything on their own. No time to sleep, no time to practice, no time to do anything else. How could the green lotus be so easily killed by An Zheng? Because he’s been abandoned for three thousand years. ”

He looked at Purple Ivy: “How long do you think that An Zheng can last?”

Purple Ivy: “It might be a lot longer than the green lotus, why … You want to snatch the throne back? ”

Xuan-Yuan: “Of course I want to, but I’m not in a hurry. I practice regularly every day, rest regularly, eat regularly, walk regularly and drink tea regularly, I force myself to live the most stable life, because I want to live. I want to make myself improve, and only when the time is ripe can I once again be the victor and wait for An Zheng to submit to me. Then, I won’t allow him to submit, and I’ll kill him. ”

Xuan-Yuan stretched his back: “I had long overstepped all the rules set by the Green Lotus, now that there’s someone who has helped me finish all these, why haven’t I done it yet?”

Purple Ivy: “Green Lotus is evil, you are bad.”

He stood up and stretched. “I’m leaving, he’s going to continue having his big dream, and you’re going to continue having yours. Both of you are too tired to be near. ”

“Being tired can be contagious.”

Purple Ivy said before he lazily walked away with his shoes on.

Xuan-Yuan looked at Purple Ivy’s back and could not help but laugh: “You don’t understand, you will never understand.”

At night, An Zheng watched as those immortals left. Then, he lied on the table and rested for a while with his eyes closed. He felt that he had finally fallen asleep, but when he fell asleep, he began to dream. In the dream, there were many blurry figures walking back and forth in front of him. There seemed to be a few other people shouting, but no one knew what they were shouting about.

An Zheng suddenly sat up, looked at the stack of memorials on the table and frowned.

How could he have time to sleep? There were still so many civilians waiting for him to deal with them.

Did I forget something?

An Zheng’s frown deepened, the number of times this feeling had appeared decreased recently. There had been this thought many times a day before, and now sometimes only once every few days. An Zheng still could not remember what he had forgotten, so he decided to stop thinking about it.

The following days were still the same. An Zheng spent almost all of his time sitting on the throne every day, almost never leaving. He sat there, either concentrating on his duties or sitting up straight and listening to the deities’ reports. Time passed quickly, and the sun and the moon seemed to be alternating between them.

Did I forget something?

An Zheng looked up at the moon outside the window, then shook his head: “I haven’t forgotten anything, I do what I should do everyday. I’m changing the world, I’m building a new order, that’s what I’ve always wanted to do. ”

“Yes!”

An Zheng nodded his head heavily, “This is what I have always wanted to do, to bring greater fairness and justice to this world.”

His eyes weren’t firm, but this feeling of forgetting something was very rare.

Gradually, An Zheng really becamuler, a dictator.

Xuan-Yuan, who was resting halfway up the mountain, looked in the direction of the great hall, the smile on his face becoming wider and wider: “Soon … It’s almost time. ”

Dang, dang, dang, dang …

An Zheng suddenly raised his head and looked outside, as if he had heard an unending bell chime.

Was that a bell?

An Zheng stood up, but did not succeed. He tried again and felt strange. He lowered his head and looked … Then, to his horror, he discovered that his body and throne had already fused, and that the throne had becomart of him.