Honest Girl

The imperial mausoleum is located at the southern foot of Longevity Mountain.

The mausoleum area covers fifty square miles, surrounded by mountains and bordering the Su River to the north.

The imperial tombs are arranged from west to east, with a total of seventeen burial sites.

Zhou Yi easily passed through the imperial mausoleum's guards and arrived at the newest tombstone of Emperor Chongming.

"Emperors are truly the most incomprehensible creatures in the world. This dog emperor spent over thirty years neglecting court affairs in pursuit of Longevity, while simultaneously spending over a decade building his imperial tomb."

"Senior, you may not know, but my father was the Ministry of Works Construction Department director when the imperial tomb was being built."

Huang Yuniang floated out from the jade hairpin: "According to my father, after the dog emperor's tomb was completed, tens of thousands of craftsmen were all buried alive to keep the imperial tomb's secrets."

Zhou Yi nodded slightly: "I've heard rumors of this. It caused quite a stir back then, and the Dragon Rebellion directly sent troops to suppress it."

The imperial army couldn't defeat the rebels in various regions, but they were skilled at suppressing the people, and the matter quickly died down.

Huang Yuniang said, "The dog emperor was a foolish ruler his entire life, but he did one good thing before his death: he secretly cultivated General Li."

"It's hard to say whether that's good or bad."

Zhou Yi looked at the accomplishments written on the tombstone and said, "From now on, you will reside in the dog emperor's tomb. It can be considered making the best use of your abilities."

When studying history, the books only wrote that a certain emperor was foolish and incompetent. Zhou Yi had never experienced it firsthand, so it was difficult to truly feel animosity towards them.

Having lived through the Chongming era, Zhou Yi had personally seen and heard it all.

People eating each other – three simple words, yet they represented countless tragic or absurd fates.

Other things like "plunder," "massacre," "great famine," "exterminate the clan," "more than half died," etc., simple descriptions, unlike the flowery language on the tombstone, and without a trace of emotion, made it all the more cold and cruel.

"Remember, when you have the ability in the future, help me burn the dog emperor's remains and scatter his ashes to the wind!"

Zhou Yi found a hidden place, and the Innate True Essence sword light pierced through the mausoleum, sensing the huge tomb inside. He sent the jade hairpin containing Huang Yuniang into it.

The sword energy shattered the soil at the entrance. After some time, there would be no trace left.

Heavenly Prison.

The residual souls were cleared away, and the cold air dissipated for the most part.

The jailers discussed it for many days, but ultimately it was a good thing, so it was dropped.

Since Zhou Yi took action to eliminate the thieves, he was still nominally a jailer, but his treatment was equivalent to Zhu Xiaowei and others. He was assigned a room.

He hired craftsmen to renovate and decorate it meticulously, placed rosewood tables and chairs, bought high-quality tea sets, and brewed a pot of pre-Qingming Longjing tea. Working was more comfortable than living at home.

"What do the high temples and distant Jianghu have to do with me? I might as well cultivate immortality!"

Zhou Yi had been practicing the Origin Returning Art for half a year, and all the Innate True Essence in his body had been transformed into magical power. The efficiency of absorbing the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was several times faster.

Although the original was a few digits after the decimal point, there was still a great improvement!

Cultivation magic power has significant advantages over Martial Path True Essence. It is more in line with the great Dao of heaven and earth, and its quality is pure and flexible, changing at will.

For example, True Essence could originally condense into swords, knives, fists, and other shapes, but the details were rough. Magic power only needed a thought to transform into lifelike palms.

On this day.

Zhou Yi was meditating and cultivating when he suddenly sensed someone entering the room, silently landing on the roof beam.

"Come down!"

A sword light swept across, and the guest on the beam couldn't dodge in time and fell, gracefully flipping in the air and landing safely.

"What wind blew you here, fellow?"

Zhou Yi sized up Lao Bai. He had to admit that this guy's looks had not declined but improved over the past ten years, with more maturity and stability in his charming appearance.

Originally, his handsome appearance was a killer of young girls, but now he could probably charm thousands of young women.

"A dignified Innate Grandmaster shrinking in Heavenly Prison delivering meals can be said to be unprecedented!"

Lao Bai's eyes flashed with envy, but thinking of the Cang Family's tragic situation, he was somewhat relieved: "Lao Zhou, brother, I plan to get married and specially invite you to be my best man."

The best man is the groomsman, who stays by the groom's side to block drinks, lest he get too drunk to consummate the marriage.

Zhou Yi was surprised: "You fellow would actually get married? Which girl has such charm?"

"It's Princess Rongchang."

Lao Bai took out a bright red invitation from his arms, with gold thread stamped on it, and the decoration was very luxurious.

Zhou Yi was slightly stunned, then scornfully said: "You fellow is really shameless. You had your fun outside, and now you want to settle down and harm an honest girl?"

Princess Rongchang is the legitimate daughter of Prince Dongyang of the Fengyang Kingdom.

Lao Bai had boasted many times in prison that he accidentally fell into the Prince's mansion, and his life was on the line. Relying on his looks, he captured Princess Rongchang's heart, turned around, and left.

Lao Bai put down the invitation, picked up the teapot, and gulped down a few mouthfuls.

"Are you still my brother? Do you really think I want to get married? It's just that I have a weakness in her hands."

"What weakness? Do you need me to take action?"

Zhou Yi raised an eyebrow. Not only was Lao Bai his mentor, but the two were also friends.

These past years, Lao Bai would occasionally come to Shenjing and seek out Zhou Yi for drinks and casual chats, bringing along delicious and fun specialties from various places.

After drinking, they would part ways. Zhou Yi continued to guard the Heavenly Prison, while Lao Bai continued to wander the world.

Zhou Yi envied Lao Bai's carefree life, and Lao Bai admired Zhou Yi's indifference to fame and fortune, embodying the idea of a gentleman's friendship being as light as water.

"Back then, to escape, I exchanged tokens of love with Princess Rongchang. I originally thought it was just a joke, but who would have thought that this girl is so single-minded, still thinking about it after so many years."

Lao Bai sighed, "Prince Dongyang is helpless, seeing that the princess is getting older. He has invited several top experts to search for me all over the world. Either marry his daughter, or..."

Zhou Yi couldn't bear it any longer and pointed at the door.

"Get out! Get out now!"

"Haha, remember to come on time!"

Lao Bai could no longer maintain his bitter face, which transformed into a triumphant smile, finally winning back a round.

The fifteenth of the month, auspicious for weddings.

Zhou Yi took leave early to familiarize himself with the complex and tedious wedding procedures.

Zhu Xiaowei, upon hearing that it was the Prince's manor marrying off his daughter, marveled at the breadth of Zhou Yi's connections and shamelessly asked for an invitation, saying he wanted to broaden his horizons.

Zhu Xiaowei was a very ambitious person and would not miss such an opportunity.

That day.

Yongchang Ward was draped in red silk. From Lao Bai's new residence to the Prince's manor, both sides of the road were lined with peonies, and the ground was covered with a carpet of flower petals.

The cost of just the road alone was tens of thousands of taels of silver.

Not to mention Lao Bai's new residence, Yongchang Ward is adjacent to the imperial palace, where every inch of land is worth its weight in gold, and its value cannot be estimated in terms of gold and silver.

"Can you do whatever you want just because you're handsome?"

Zhou Yi looked in the mirror and touched his face.

"I'm not bad either!"

Another advantage of magic power over Innate True Essence is that it constantly nourishes the body, allowing the physical body to transform towards perfection, so the immortal cultivation world is full of handsome men and beautiful women.

After a series of procedures, he finally married the princess back home.

White Residence banquet hall.

Old Bai followed the elders of the Prince's estate, toasting and chatting at each table, getting to know the various royal and noble families.

Zhou Yi accompanied him, secretly transmitting his voice, "Prince Dongyang is too good to you, introducing these relatives to you, his son-in-law?"

"Perhaps this is the love of parents for their children."

Lao Bai was still a lively character yesterday, but today, when he actually got married, his words suddenly changed.