When Xuan'er opened her eyes again, they were filled with the sharpness of one accustomed to ruling. The faint aura of kingly dominance she exuded made it clear that the owner of Xuan'er's body had changed!
Xuan'er looked at her youthful body and burst into laughter. "I've survived after all, and I still have decades to squander! What a pity I didn't get an immortal's body."
The Old Emperor had successfully possessed Xuan'er's body, and he had already devoured every last trace of the original Xuan'er's soul!
As the Old Emperor digested the memories this body had left behind, he savored the boundless vitality within its youthful flesh.
The feeling of home, love-all of it was false before time. Only those on the brink of death knew that staying alive mattered more than anything.
As long as he lived, there would be infinite possibilities.
Then he looked toward Leng Qingsong with some lingering resentment. In his plan, the body he should have seized was an immortal's!
That damned lowly maid had actually dared to attack him!
Once the Old Emperor had digested all the memories, his expression shifted, turning back into that of the miserable-looking girl as he gazed pitifully at Leng Qingsong, who stood before them.
That was the descendant he had once wanted to kill with his own hands. Even now, the Old Emperor felt he had done nothing wrong. Born into an imperial family, he had experienced this sort of slaughter between blood relatives in his youth.
Familial affection was too fragile to withstand a single blow before power.
The Old Emperor looked at Leng Qingsong, a glimmer of hope flashing through his eyes. Only eternal life would allow him to hold on to power forever!
As long as this unfilial son of his who had become