After leaving the side hall, Chen Yi appeared calm on the surface, but he was actually deep in thought.
The moment he had been granted an official post, he had formed a faint connection with the nine golden lions in the sky.
A powerful force blessed Chen Yi.
Chen Yi did not resist it.
Even if there really was a problem, Chen Yi was not worried.
Even Canglang Edu's Life True Fire had been unable to erode him. This energy could not possibly cause much trouble.
After this power circulated through Chen Yi's body and failed to find his inner world or literary palace, it prepared to leave.
To avoid arousing suspicion, Chen Yi trapped that power.
However, the auras of the other six visibly grew somewhat stronger.
No! Their auras had not become stronger.
Chen Yi's useless knowledge had increased.
In a nation with powerful fortune, status could, to a certain extent, represent strength.
After returning to his residence, Chen Yi instructed his subordinates to bring him the cultivation methods of this world.
He had to further understand this world's power system, or he would suffer for it.
After Chen Yi left, Emperor Gu Hong, who was dozing on the throne, spoke in an almost imperceptible voice. "Come."
Several shadows flew out from the corners.
"Investigate him, as well as Old Seventh."
"Yes."
The shadows withdrew.
Emperor Gu Hong narrowed his eyes again.
His life was nearing its end. That was the price of becoming king.
Yet without bearing this power, one could not become king.
Before long, the shadows returned with intelligence.
After reading the report, Emperor Gu Hong nodded and dismissed his subordinates.
"An abnormal fluctuation in time? Old Seventh?"
"Is someone unwilling to remain quiet, or has the Yokai side made a move?"
Just as Chen