The Demonic World I designed-Chapter 65 - 62 As long as I am here there is hope in the world!

65: Chapter 62: As long as I am here, there is hope in the world!

65 -62: As long as I am here, there is hope in the world!

“Eunuch Hong, has Father not yet rested?”

Outside the Imperial Study, the Crown Prince frowned as he looked toward the distant light of the Imperial Study, his tone filled with extreme concern, “I know Father is not in good spirits since Mother passed away, but ruining his health like this will surely sadden her in the afterlife.”

“Your Highness is considerate…” Eunuch Hong bowed with a smile, always wearing a grin, yet not at all intending to let the Crown Prince enter: “This servant is powerless and cannot persuade His Majesty, ah.

It’s getting late, Your Highness should hurry back, His Majesty will not see anyone today.”

The Crown Prince was stunned for a moment, then he nodded: “Thank you, Eunuch Hong.”

“Your Highness is too kind!” Eunuch Hong quickly saluted: “It is all within this servant’s duties.”

The Crown Prince nodded, his reluctance apparent as he took one last look at the Imperial Study before turning to leave.

But the moment he turned around, his expression became extremely grim.

Since the period of mourning had passed, Father had not seen him once, no matter what reason he presented.

This situation, although it had not yet caused any significant stir, had already begun to lead to whispered discussions among many.

Once secure in his position as the Crown Prince when his Mother was still present, it now seemed not so stable.

This was not merely his own illusion, for some of Father’s actions were very obvious.

For instance, he was keeping the several pregnant concubines under strict protection, and he couldn’t even obtain any news about them.

For example, the guards of the Imperial Army no longer allowed him to enter and exit the palace gates at will.

As a Crown Prince of the Eastern Palace, even paying respects to Father required guards to follow at all times, obviously done with caution.

What exactly was Father wary of?

Was he guarding against his visits to those not-yet-born brothers?

A flame burned in the Crown Prince’s eyes, and the spite in his chest swelled by the day….

He had quietly sought out some women these past few days to try, no matter how the skilled courtesans provoked him, he could not respond.

He had also inquired with the court’s Grand Sorcerer, but the reply was that he needed to slowly recuperate.

But was that really true?

Father’s attitude, his body that could not recover, brought him an increasing sense of unease.

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“Your Majesty, the prince has left….

Are you truly so heartless, not to see him even once?”

Inside the Imperial Study, a voice as gentle as water came through; the distant palace maids and eunuchs all bowed their heads, their faces pale, not daring to make the slightest sound!

The attendants of the Imperial Study were all old eunuchs and palace maids; which one of them did not recognize this voice?

It was clearly the voice of the Empress!!

“No, no!” The Emperor gently held the woman before him in his arms, feeling her extreme coldness, enveloping her completely with a heart full of sorrow.

“If it were not for that monster, my Lan’er would not have…

would not have….”

“Your Majesty?

What is it?”

“Nothing, nothing…” The Emperor hugged her tightly, his eyes flashing with a hint of nervousness.

If Liu Yu were here, he would surely sigh, for the Emperor’s nervous gaze had only been seen once before when he lost his first son.

“Your Majesty, your consort is so cold…”

“It’s alright, I am here, I am here!”

“Your Majesty, what’s wrong with me?

Why can’t I feel you?”

“It’s nothing, it’s nothing…” The Emperor held her close, yet he dared not look at her; the Empress in his arms was visibly withering.

“Your Majesty….”

Suddenly, the Empress let out a piercing screech, her beautiful face turning incredibly vicious and terrifying, like an evil ghost that devours humans!

Yet her body was tightly held by the Emperor, unable to move a bit.

The next second, the struggling figure of the Empress began to fade slowly, eventually dissipating within the room.

As the Empress vanished, the temperature in the room began to slowly rise again.

A diminutive man dressed in the Yin-Yang Star Palace Robe appeared silently in the Imperial Study, observing the despondent Emperor without making a sound to disturb him.

It was unknown how much time had passed before the Emperor slowly raised his head, his voice hoarse: “How much longer will it take?”

“Your Majesty!” The man bowed and said: “We have dissected most of the body of the immortal, and many secrets now have the potential to be unraveled.

It will soon be….”

“Soon?” The Emperor stood up abruptly, like an irate lion: “Years ago you told me ‘soon’, so how much longer?

Give me an exact time!!”

Confronting the Emperor’s outburst, the man showed no sign of nervousness, his tone remained steady: “Your Majesty, this is an ancient immortal; the King of Qin spent a million spirit star lamps to capture; how can the time be so easily determined?”

“I don’t care!” The Emperor looked at him coldly, with a murderous intent in his eyes!

“If forced, there could be unpredictable risks!”

“I don’t want to hear it!”

“What if it brings chaos to the world?”

“Then let it be chaos!” the Emperor declared fiercely, “If I managed to pacify the world once, I can do it a second time!!”

“Your subordinate understands…” the other party bowed and seemed about to leave, but just as he retreated, the Emperor called out to him again.

“Is there any trace of that old immortal in Jiangnan?”

“Weichi Feihong has already found some traces, there should be news soon!”

“He hasn’t moved for a hundred years, yet suddenly he surfaces in the West Sea, you must clarify what he intends to do!”

Upon hearing this, the Magician nodded.

There were a few beings in this world that were always deeply feared by kings and closely monitored by the students of Yin and Yang, because they possessed the terrifying ability to cause upheaval in the human realm.

The one from the Shen Family in Jiangnan was one of them!

“How about that one named Chen Qing, any recent moves?”

“He’s building momentum…” the Magician spoke softly, “He’s claimed to have a Gate Deity that can identify Evil Ghosts and Demons, but Black Crow has already been there.

That so-called Gate Deity did not recognize it, so it’s likely just a ruse.”

The Emperor nodded upon hearing this, “He does know how to employ little tricks.”

“Just received a flying letter, claiming that yesterday they nabbed three legitimate sons from the main house of the Shen Family!”

“Oh?” the Emperor’s stern face finally eased somewhat, “So quickly they’ve come into conflict with the Shen Family?”

“The sixth master of the Shen Family is a cautious man, it is unlikely that they will make any major moves.”

“They will…” the Emperor sneered, “A kid that so resembles the King of Qin, I don’t believe the Shen Family can hold back!”

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“Where is the person?”

In the familiar courtyard, Chen Qing looked at the beauty seated in the garden with a hint of realization in his eyes.

The beauty’s dress was all too familiar.

A goose-yellow spring garment paired with a fan, gently rocking on a rattan chair, it was a scene Chen Qing had witnessed at least dozens of times…

Frankly speaking, Chen Qing had quite envied Cui Yan back in the day—young, academically successful, and not to mention handsome.

He had married such a beautiful and delicate woman; on occasion, when lying in bed at night with wandering thoughts, Chen Qing had not been without the notion of playing the role of a usurper.

Of course…

that was all twisted thinking, but he had never expected that things change with time, and one day it appeared to genuinely happen…

“My husband mentioned someone?”

The woman lazily leaned on the rattan chair, with every gesture full of seduction, which made Chen Qing feel quite parched.

“Where is Cui Yan?” Steadying his mind by force, Chen Qing asked in an icy tone.

“Pfft!” Ali laughed, “Lord Husband thinks of framing your humble wife for adultery but you should at least find a better excuse.

Cui Yan?

Isn’t his corpse already rotting?”

“Stop pretending…” said Chen Qing with a cold face as he stepped closer, “You deliberately let Wei Gongcheng who was monitoring you see, didn’t you?

You just want to see my reaction, right?

Then let me tell you now!”

Chen Qing leaned close to her ear and sneered, “I know that was Cui Yan, and I also know what the current Cui Yan is!”

Ali’s previously grinning expression instantly stiffened, and she slowly withdrew her smile, revealing the purple rings in her pitch-black pupils—a sign seen only with top-grade Evil Ghosts and Demons of their kind.

“You really know, huh…” She breathed softly into Chen Qing’s ear, her voice full of allure as the Fox Demon spoke, “I’m almost wondering if you’re the reincarnation of the King of Qin, how come you know everything?”

Chen Qing’s mouth twitched.

He had no relation with that unfortunate soul…

“Since you know, why struggle?” Ali murmured with a ghostly laugh, “Knowing what it is, you should realize what it signifies.

Humans…

it’s over for them!”

“Whether the human realm is over, it’s not for you to decide!” Chen Qing straightened up, looking down at the seated Ali confidently.

“Do you think the human realm still has hope?” Ali narrowed her eyes and asked.

“Of course, there is hope!”

“Why?” Ali was curious.

If he really knew something, he should understand that this human realm…

is filled with despair!

“Because a brilliant designer wouldn’t create a game that players can’t clear!”

“Huh?” Ali was baffled, feeling somewhat lost.

Regardless of whether Ali understood or not, Chen Qing said each word distinctly, “So as long as I am here, there is hope for this human world!”

Ali was stunned.

That remark…

sounded very familiar…

Chen Qing did not pay any more attention to the dumbfounded Ali.

He simply walked towards the entrance of the courtyard, having confirmed the information he needed, there was no reason for him to stay.

Frankly, although what he said earlier sounded great, Chen Qing’s expression was actually not looking good.

The prelude to the Ghost Immortal version had arrived early…

Which son of a bitch triggered the version conditions?