NOVPUB835: Chapter 471: The Taoist Priest’s Ambition, Previous Life, Divine Lamp_2
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Gazing upon the palace complex before him, Yi Chen ascended the steps, his face suddenly filled with a multitude of emotions.
After all, people are ultimately troubled all their lives by things they couldn’t have in their youth.
In his past life, Yi Chen’s greatest wish was to build a Golden House out of gold.
For this, he labored to make money in unscrupulous ways, only to wrong the person he shouldn’t have and ended up being hit by a dump truck.
And now, he had finally achieved his heart’s desire, and even more so.
He finally had a Golden House, not just one but palace complex.
But times had changed, and now the “Golden House” meant something different to Yi Chen.
When it truly stood before him, aside from the initial joy, what remained was an emptiness that couldn’t be filled.
Yes.
Things had changed.
Just like a young boy, who, in his youth, could happily take his girlfriend’s hand and rent a room over the weekend, where the moonlight reflected their shadows in the puddles by the road, creating such a warm and lovely scene.
In those best years of warmth and love, of perfect companionship, of tender beauty.
When she met you at her most beautiful age, together you experienced growth.
And not when he grew older, went to a club, ordered a bunch of girls, and found himself unable to swallow any longer.
How cruel.
Of course, it’s even crueler when you grow old without anything to swallow…
Looking back at his previous life, Mr.
Yi was once a free-spirited man. 𝘯𝘰𝑣𝘱𝑢𝘣.𝑐𝑜𝑚
In his youthful days, he too had similar fantasies.
He didn’t start out wanting to scam people, operating in the gray areas.
During the weekends, he walked hand in hand with his girlfriend outside the campus, looking at the hotels and guesthouses rising up, and he joked seriously:
“Not bad.
A hotel with hundreds of rooms, and there are at least eight hotels around here.”
“There must be thousands of people in these cramped spaces breeding furiously.
It truly commands respect!”
He had forgotten the rest of the story.
But he gradually became: “Do you have a room?”
“Yes, it’s already booked,” that kind of narrative.
This dark turn made him more than ten times stronger.
He began to greedily amass wealth to fill the void in his heart, to wildly soothe his former self’s deficiency.
“Yi Chen, the person you used to be was indeed pitiful.”
“You lived under the gaze of others, always kidnapped by them; you, never truly considered what you wanted.”
“You, never truly lived; the one residing in that original body was just a mutated monstrosity.”
“Let me make up for your regrets, to truly witness the world’s myriad splendors, to ascend to the highest levels of the Five Realms, or even, to play beyond this courtyard in the world outside.”
“I want to see, how far I can climb in these bizarre worlds.”
Yi Chen sighed in his heart, his majestic shoulders gradually relaxing, as if he had laid down some burdens or reinforced his convictions.
Slowly, his step became lighter.
One step, another, he reached the mountaintop.
He saw the vast and sprawling world.
Gradually, a faint smile emerged on the face of Holy Venerable Jia Loulan.
So then, Yi Chengzi set a small goal for himself—to unite the Demon Realm!
Being the King of the Demonic Realm was nice, but for Yi Chengzi, becoming a Demon Emperor undoubtedly promised even greater possibilities.
“Servants!
Bring the wine!”
“Bring the dishes!”
Outside the Golden Hall, a giant bonfire slowly arose, and a precious Ferocious Beast, the “Earth-Walking Dragon,” was being engulfed and roasted by the flames.
This beast was ferocious by nature, with four legs, and it lived thousands of meters underground; it never stopped moving from the day it was born.
It was proud and aloof, refusing to drink dirty water, only the cleanest water from underground rivers, preferring to starve rather than eat the disgusting Red Meatic Lichen.
Such supreme pride and constant activity made the meat of the Ferocious Beast “Earth-Walking Dragon”—extremely delicious.
With the relentless hunting, Earth-Walking Dragons had become quite rare in the Demon Realm, but no matter how rare it got, as long as Yi Chen wanted it, the difficulty would never fall on his shoulders.
The light of the fire illuminated Yi Chen’s smiling face as he took a deep look at the “Great Sage of Demonkin” before him, his deep and sonorous voice suddenly resounding in front of the Golden Hall.
“I have heard that many millions of years ago, in the Demon Realm, there was an ancient legend of a dragon that controlled time.”
“It resided under an ancient bronze Divine Tree in the east, commanding the flow of time and the rising and setting of the sun and moon.”
“During the day, it would emerge from beneath the Divine Tree to patrol the earth; at night, it would sink back under the Divine Tree, and thus the sun rose and set, the moon waxed and waned, aging those to their deaths, causing the youth to mourn.”
“I, Sect Hierarch Jia Loulan of the Demon Righteous Church, will lead everyone forward, ever onward.”
Having said this, Yi Chen’s voice paused, and then become increasingly louder.
“I will cut off the dragon’s legs, chew its flesh, so it can’t return in the morning, nor rest at night.”
“Thus, the elderly shall not die, and the young shall not weep.”
“My friends, to victory!”
“Today, we feast!”
“Selena, take the front legs of the Earth-Walking Dragon; Ma Zouri, take one of the back legs.”
“The rest shall eat the meat.”
As Yi Chen’s words fell, the atmosphere among the Horde of Demons gathered in front of the Golden Hall surged to a new climax.
The most delicious parts of the Earth-Walking Dragon were its legs.
In today’s feast, Selena, representing the Youcheng lineage, took a pair of front legs, and the leader of the old Demonkin nobility, Ma Zouri, took one of the back legs.
As for the remaining one, the Holy Venerable took none, and the Demonkin wisely did not dare to ask, allowing it to roast on the fire until charred.
The legs of the Earth-Walking Dragon, the Holy Venerable might bestow, but you cannot ask for them!
Unknowingly, the moon rose to its zenith.
