Upon hearing this, the Flower Monk clasped his hands together and uttered a long, drawn-out Buddhist chant:
"Amitabha... Your Majesty greets you."
However, this humble monk is not Maitreya Buddha.
The Black-robed Daoist slowly raised his eyelids, his voice low and clear:
"I am not Emperor Donghua either."
Unexpectedly, Your Majesty... still has a glimmer of hope here; it's a pleasant surprise.
Qin Xuehua raised her eyebrows slightly and said slowly:
"That's right... it was my oversight."
You are nothing more than an Essence Blood of their divine essence left behind back then, which, with the help of the divine Divine Ability of One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones and reflecting the Origin of my adopted son, were reborn as new versions of myself.
Although there is a connection to the Origin, it is no longer the original self.
The Flower Monk remained silent for a moment, then sighed softly, "Your Majesty's discerning eyes are truly remarkable."
The Black-robed Daoist nodded slightly, which was taken as acquiescence.
Qin Xuehua stopped dwelling on their identities and instead asked:
"Back then, my Physical Body was tainted by external things, so I had to abandon my immortal body and enter this vast cycle of reincarnation to cleanse my Divine Soul."
"I wonder what happened back then, and why the Three Realms suddenly disappeared?"
The Flower Monk and the Black-robed Daoist exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of heaviness in each other's eyes.
Finally, the Flower Monk slowly spoke:
"The Three Realms... did not disappear, they were merely... shattered."
"It's broken?" Qin Xuehua's pupils contracted slightly.
"Yes."
The Black-robed Daoist continued, "The Three Realms were shattered, Origin collapsed, transforming into the Myriad Heavens and Worlds and countless fragmented worlds that exist today."
The world we inhabit now is one of them.
"I see... no wonder..."
Qin Xuehua murmured to herself, a flash of understanding crossing her eyes. "What about the other immortals and Buddhas of the Heavenly Court, Spirit Mountain, and the Netherworld? Did they also leave a backup in the Rebellious Dao Seed (system), or were they completely annihilated?"
"We are merely an Essence Blood Divine Soul, our memories are incomplete, and we do not know the specifics."
This time, it was the Black-robed Daoist who spoke up to explain.
"What number is the Rebellious Dao Seed in my adopted son?"
This is what she cares about most.
The Flower Monk silently held up three fingers.
"So it was that murderer!"
Qin Xuehua seemed thoughtful, then asked again, "Are there other Rebellious Dao Seed in this world, or have they scattered to other worlds?"
The monk and the Daoist priest both shook their heads; they truly didn't know.
Inside the Sky Patrol Flying Ship, Zhang Yu looked around in awe.
If I didn't know I was in a world of immortals and martial arts, I would have thought I had traveled to a science fiction world.
The interior of the Flying Boat was filled with Cthulhu- themed elements, and its various living facilities were comparable to those of a luxury hotel.
No, it's far beyond a luxury hotel.
Because luxury hotels don't have robot maids that look exactly like True Person, or more precisely, Alchemy Doll maids.
These maids were all stunningly beautiful, dressed in revealing clothing, and they all smiled at Zhang Yu, appearing completely obedient.
Zhang Yu also has Alchemy in his skill list, but he has never actually tried it himself.
Upon seeing such exquisite Alchemy Doll, I was overcome with curiosity and couldn't help but approach one to observe, explore, and study it carefully.
He gently touched the skin of the doll's arm; it felt warm and smooth, with a subtle elasticity, almost indistinguishable from True Person.
Zhang Lingyun, standing to the side, turned grim and spoke in an unfriendly tone:
"These Alchemy Doll not only have the appearance of women, but also 'thoughtfully' equipped with a complete female physiological structure and are fully functional."
"Do you want to... pull them into the room and verify it properly?"
Her words carried a chilling edge.
"Really?"
Zhang Yu was so engrossed in the mysteries of Alchemy that he didn't immediately notice the danger in Zhang Lingyun's tone.
"You really want to try it?"
Zhang Lingyun's tone suddenly rose, filled with disbelief and anger.
The next second, a flash of cold light appeared, and her strangely shaped longsword had appeared in her hand without her noticing, though the tip of the sword was not pointing at Zhang Yu.
Zhang Yu jolted awake, instantly snapping out of his academic research mode, a layer of white sweat breaking out on his back.
"It's a misunderstanding, purely a misunderstanding."
Zhang Yu quickly took two steps back and raised his hands to show his innocence:
"I'm just curious about their Alchemy techniques and Energy-Driven Core."
At this awkward and tense moment--
"Buzz..."
A soft sound of a door opening broke the tense atmosphere.
The hatch at one end slid open, and two figures walked in. They were True Person, not Alchemy Doll.
Walking in front was an elderly man with white hair and beard, but a ruddy complexion.
Behind him followed a young girl, about sixteen or seventeen years old, with a pretty face, but with a hint of heroism and unruliness in her eyes.
She wore a uniquely styled suit of armor that accentuated her slender and agile figure, making her appear both sharp and distinctive.
The old man stepped into the cabin and walked up to Zhang Yu:
"This old man Murong Bai, accompanied by my granddaughter Murong Qiushui, pays his respects to Your Highness."
His manners were impeccable, and his tone conveyed the respect due to a descendant of the Imperial Family.
Murong Bai straightened up and continued:
"After examining Your Highness's hair, it has now been confirmed that Your Highness undoubtedly possesses the direct bloodline of the Sheng family, the royal family of Dong Sheng Kingdom."
On behalf of the four great Four Great Families, I have come to welcome Your Highness... back to the country.
He deliberately emphasized the words "returning to China".
Autumn Water,
Murong Bai gestured to the girl behind him, "Aren't you going to formally pay your respects to His Your Highness?"
The girl named Murong Qiushui showed no respect on her face. Instead, she glanced at Zhang Yu quickly with obvious reluctance and even some disdain.
However, she finally bowed reluctantly, uttering a few words in a dry voice. "Murong Qiushui greets... Your Highness."
Anyone could see that this attitude was perfunctory.
Murong Bai frowned slightly and explained:
"Your Highness, please don't be offended. My granddaughter has been neglected since childhood and has a somewhat wild nature."
"This is my first audience with Your Highness, and I may be a little nervous. Please Your Highness any shortcomings in my etiquette."
"I'm not nervous!"
Murong Qiushui suddenly raised her head, her emotions undisguised, "I simply do not wish to pay homage to the Sheng Family."
Upon hearing this, the atmosphere in the cabin suddenly became tense.
Murong Bai's face immediately darkened. "Autumn Water, stop talking nonsense."
Murong Qiushui seemed to have gone all out, her tone excited:
"Grandpa, over the years, under the rule of the Prime Minister and the Cabinet Ministers, our Eastern Sheng Kingdom has become increasingly powerful, and the people live in peace and prosperity."
Why insist on bringing back this Imperial Family descendant who grew up in a remote, impoverished area?
"Presumptuous!"
Murong Bai roared angrily:
"For thousands of years, my Murong family, along with the other three major Lineage, has been a loyal servant of the Imperial Family for generations, receiving the emperor's boundless grace and protecting the nation's destiny."
How dare you utter such treasonous words!
Why wouldn't I dare to speak?
Murong Qiushui's eyes were slightly red, but she stubbornly held her head high:
Who are the members of the Imperial Family over the years?
What did they do this time?
Don't you know this better than I do?
Leaving aside other examples, the Imperial Family was extremely extravagant, with nearly 70% of the national treasury's annual revenue going towards supporting the Imperial Clan and their numerous affiliated institutions.
This led to widespread poverty and hardship among the people, who were filled with resentment and complaints.
What use is such Imperial Family to us?
They're nothing but parasites feeding on the nation and its people!
Her words, like a barrage of bullets, directly exposed a corner of the sharp contradictions within the Eastern Sheng Kingdom.
"You... you shut up!"
"Smack!"
Murong Bai trembled with rage, and a crisp slap landed squarely on Murong Qiushui's delicate face.
A clear finger mark instantly appeared on Murong Qiushui's fair cheek. She turned her head to the side after being hit, staring wide-eyed at her grandfather in disbelief, her eyes instantly filling with tears.
"It's understandable that the world is ignorant and misunderstands the Imperial Family!"
Murong Bai's voice was stern, carrying both heartache and undeniable authority:
"But as a servant Lineage that has received the Emperor's favor for generations, deeply indebted to the nation, how can we follow those ignorant fools and speak nonsense, questioning our sovereign?"
"Imperial Family matters have their own profound implications, which are not for you to presume to discuss."
Murong Qiushui bit her lower lip hard, trying her best to hold back her tears.
But the grievances, anger, resentment, and inexplicable hostility towards Zhang Yu in his eyes were even more intense.
She glared fiercely at Zhang Yu, then stomped her foot and cried out in a tearful voice:
"I hate you, and I hate this damned Sheng Family."
After saying that, she rushed out of the cabin without looking back, the heavy hatch closing behind her with a muffled thud.
An awkward silence fell over the cabin.
The Alchemy Doll remained standing with perfect smiles, as if the conflict had never occurred.
Zhang Lingyun crossed her arms and watched the scene with great interest, a mocking smile playing on her lips, seemingly finding it quite amusing.
Murong Bai slowly lowered his hand and bowed again:
"I have failed in my duty to teach my grandson and have offended Your Highness. I deserve to die."
"Your Highness, please Your Highness for her youth and not hold it against her."
At this moment, Zhang Yu felt as if a thousand mythical beasts were stampeding through his mind.
What kind of situation is this?
A person sits in a boat, and a pot falls from the sky?
What did I do to deserve this?
The royal family of Dongsheng Kingdom not only seems to be in a precarious situation, riddled with internal conflicts, but also appears to have a terrible reputation.
Does it consume 70% of the national treasury revenue annually?
How extravagant is this?
No wonder Murong Qiushui was so indignant.
"Murong... you flatter me, sir."
Zhang Yu rubbed his temples, and said with a hint of helplessness, "Your granddaughter... is straightforward, and indeed... frank."
He really didn't know how to respond to that, so he could only laugh it off for now.
"I know Your Highness has doubts. Your Highness only needs Your Highness drip a drop of blood to fuse with the Memory Crystal, and you will know everything, and at the same time, you can take control of the Royal Strongest Alchemy Legion."
As he spoke, Murong Bai took out a Crystal Ball.