744: Chapter 492 744: Chapter 492 Ye Tian had been quite busy during his stay in the Capital City, both spending his leisure time going out with Yan Weiwei and being a gracious host to his father-in-law’s family.
Jiang Tang’s construction in the Capital City had been disrupted; someone had stirred up trouble.
When Ye Tian went to investigate, he discovered that besides the Prime Minister, the troublemakers included the King’s Princes as well.
Since the King had declared that the plot of land was a gift to Jiang Tang, problems arising from those who refused to recognize this had to be taken to the King, of course.
These days, the King was unconcerned with the court affairs, indulging in neither the glory of the palace nor the pleasures of food, much less wasting time amidst the romance and beauty of his three palaces and six courtyards after obtaining the Supreme Elixir.
Having the pills, the King went into seclusion, where he consumed a Vitality Pill and a Nourishing Soul Pill and continued his practice to strengthen his frail body.
The King couldn’t help marveling at how wonderful the Supreme Elixir was!
After taking two Superior Pills, he had managed to raise his Cultivation by a small margin, purged his body of impurities, and seemed to have detoxified himself, leaving his body stronger and in better health.
A slight improvement in Cultivation and the prospect of extending his life by decades made the prospect of immortality ever closer.
With ambition in his heart, the King wanted to achieve Cultivation like Ye Tian’s, so he wouldn’t feel oppressed or a sense of danger when facing him.
Although the King had possession of the Supreme Elixir, he did not share any with his own Princes.
He knew his Princes; they might look like they were enjoying the opulence, but they were all capable actors, appearing useless.
Despite their lack of Cultivation skills, each of them was quite ambitious.
They all coveted his throne.
He would let them vie once he enhanced his Cultivation enough, and then he could seclude himself and become an Immortal.
For the sake of the pills, he couldn’t abdicate his throne just yet.
Even while cultivating, his mind was overrun with various concerns, preventing him from focusing solely on his practice.
Without concentration, he still managed to achieve a small increase in power, a result with which he was quite satisfied.
He was so close to reaching the Dao Golden Pill.
He was confident that the pills in his hand could indeed allow him to reach the Golden Core stage.
The King had improved his Cultivation by another notch before emerging from seclusion, compelled to open the closed doors after receiving Ye Tian’s summons.
It turned out there was trouble in the court, and his sons were adding to the chaos.
It seemed they didn’t want their father to have too much leisure, nor to gain higher abilities too quickly.
The King, who previously loathed the Prime Minister, hated him even more now.
Was it all over a mere plot of land?
Wasn’t the Prime Minister’s Residence large enough?
How could a Supreme Alchemist so formidable as Jiang Tang not have a residence in the Capital City?
The presence of a Supreme Alchemist in the Capital City would surely bring benefits to many.
The Supreme Elixirs, which were once only available in outside auctions, might now appear in the newly established East City Sect shop, potentially saving people from paying exorbitant auction prices.
As the King, he too would benefit, no longer needing to buy pills at a high price.
Even though he was a King, and his status allowed him to acquire considerable wealth, being a monarch in the Cultivation World was not like being a king in an ordinary nation.
With limited power, one couldn’t hope to influence influential Noble Clans or Sects.
That would be impossible without substantial support from behind.
Given his current abilities, someone must have been backing him.
The weakening of the royal family indicated a possible demotion to commoners.
For someone aspiring to be Emperor, kicking them out would be all too easy.
The Dragon King, emerging to deal with the matters, was accompanied by the Chief Eunuch.
The Chief Eunuch had also received Cultivation pills, and oh, what a difference they made!
His abilities had improved swiftly, and he noticed his appearance changing, his skin becoming better.
He felt his beard growing sparse and sensed his body undergoing transformations.
The Chief Eunuch knew why; his practice of the Sunflower Manual involved turning from a man to a woman.
However, without sufficient resources during the process, one would become a eunuch rather than a woman.
But he also realized that while he might look like a eunuch, he wasn’t one.
His skin was becoming more like that of a woman, and even his chest was changing, yet he found these changes weren’t that of a true woman.
The Chief Steward had heard of the term “Human Demon.”
Beings that are half-man, half-woman, it could be by birth or a transformation later in life.
The Chief Steward felt he was one of such beings.
One who could be attracted to both men and women, he quite liked this feeling.
Transitioning into an androgynous appearance and gaining such improved skin was pleasing to him.
Just a bit more Cultivation was needed, but the two doses of Supreme Elixir he had taken had already transformed his body, and it was not just about having better skin; it was also about cultivating his character and soul.
His spirit was growing stronger, enabling him to seek immortality and longevity like others.
The Chief Eunuch too had received a summons from Ye Tian, as the property he oversaw was being disrupted.
Seeing the King’s annoyed expression, the Chief Eunuch understood the King was also troubled by those causing disturbances.
The King immediately summoned his Princes to appear before him, then gave them a scolding.
He ordered them to refrain from causing further disturbances, threatening to reduce their allowances and confine them to the palace if such incidents occurred again.
The warned Princes, of course, did not relish the idea of being placed under house arrest, nor the thought of losing their freedom to move outside—or the hope of seizing the throne because they had angered the King.
The Princes, each with their agenda, could only temporarily agree to the King’s conditions, promising they would not create any trouble.
As they watched the King’s Cultivation ascend continuously, a sour feeling gnawed at them.
They were his sons, yet their father would not share such treasures.