"Why is the Emperor here?" King Ping was surprised and closed fist saluted.
He looked around but Chu Li had already disappeared. He did not recognize this place.
He glided to the pagoda and looked around. He immediately saw the vast lake and understood that this was the Yi Public House!
Leng Shouren did not expect Chu Li to bring King Ping here immediately. He frowned and said, "Fourth Brother, I've discussed with Chu Li to pass the throne to you."
"The Emperor discussed with Chu Li?" King Ping was even more surprised.
As far as he knew, the two were enemies. Why would they discuss the throne together?
Leng Shouren said, "I wanted to pass the throne to Xu An, but Chu Li asked you to inherit the throne."
"Hmm …?" King Ping frowned.
Leng Shouren said, "Then I'll give it to you. I'm going to abdicate the throne anyway."
"What is the Emperor doing?" King Ping was even more confused.
He felt that the Leng Shouren in front of him was fake. His tone was different and his actions were strange.
Leng Shouren scoffed and said, "You'll know after this. Just tell me if you want the throne or not?"
"No." King Ping shook his head.
Leng Shouren sneered and shook his head. "There are only the two of us here. There are no outsiders. Why lie, Fourth Brother?"
"I really don't want to be the Emperor." King Ping said, "I'm not being polite. I can tell that being the Emperor is not interesting at all. It's more comfortable to be my King Xiaoyao. If it wasn't for Chu Li's kindness, I wouldn't want to be the Crown Prince!"
"Then you don't want the throne?" Leng Shouren frowned. "I've already promised Chu Li to pass the throne to you."
"I'll pass it to Xu An!" King Ping said.
Leng Shouren looked at him from head to toe.
He could not understand King Ping's thoughts.
He wanted to abdicate the throne because he was tired of everything. There was also the sadness of having no successor after his son died. He only had this thought after becoming the Emperor. Before becoming the Emperor, he could not resist the temptation of the throne.
However, King Ping had never tasted the feeling of supremacy. He must have wanted to, but he refused. It was unreasonable.
King Ping said, "Passing the throne to Xu An now is the best for the Ji Dynasty and the Leng Clan."
"I admire Fourth Brother now!" Leng Shouren said slowly.
"There's nothing to admire. I've already seen through everything after the death of the princess. It doesn't matter," King Ping said calmly.
Leng Shouren looked at him and nodded slowly.
He was beginning to understand King Ping now. The two brothers were both soft-hearted and affectionate people. However, King Ping was affectionate towards his concubine while King Ping was soft-hearted towards his son. They were both affected by their emotions and were indeed unsuitable to be the emperor.
"If that's the case, then let's pass it to Xu An. He has the blood of Third Brother and is also the Arhat," Leng Shouren said.
Just as the two of them were talking, Chu Li suddenly appeared. His entire body was surging with a terrifying aura, like a huge wave. However, his face was calm as usual. He smiled at Leng Shouren. "Fortunately, I did not fail you. Leng Zhifei has ascended to heaven!"
"Ancestor?" King Ping was surprised.
Chu Li smiled and said, "It seems that the Crown Prince still does not know that Leng Feng was indeed killed by Leng Zhifei. I have already asked about it clearly before I killed him. What a wise and powerful ruler, to kill without batting an eye, even to his own descendant!"
As he spoke, he shook his head and sighed.
He did not expect things to turn out this way. The throne that he had been pursuing was actually right in front of him. He had planned so many things in advance, but they were all useless. Zhuo Feiyang and the others had worked in vain. However, Xu An had given up on it. Even if he was an Enlightened Master, no matter how capable he was, he could not change Xu An's mind.
"Ancestor killed Feng Er?" King Ping frowned. "Why?"
"Because Ancestor did not want Feng Er to inherit the throne!" Leng Shouren laughed coldly. "He was more in love with you, Fourth Brother. In the end, it was just as he expected. Perhaps all of this was within Ancestor's calculations."
After Ancestor killed Feng Er, even if he himself was killed, he still wanted to pass the throne to Fourth Brother. This could very well be part of Ancestor's plan. It was really scary.
Chu Li calmly replied, "This wasn't part of his plan. He still wants to kill you, the Emperor, so that King Ping can directly inherit the throne. After all, he's the Crown Prince. He admires you for coming to look for me in advance and acting before he does. He's very pleased."
"Sigh … Why bother!" King Ping shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Chu Li, I will not be the emperor. Xu An is more suitable."
Chu Li shook his head. "Don't misunderstand, Your Highness. I am not being polite. The cultivation method that Xu An chose is to leave behind the dust. Inheriting the throne will delay his cultivation. Compared to becoming an emperor, he wants to become a Buddha more!"
King Ping frowned. "Being an emperor for less than sixty years won't hinder his cultivation, right?"
Chu Li sighed. "I will try to persuade him again."
He suddenly disappeared and appeared at the Symphony Island of the High Duke's Public House.
Xiao Shi was dressed in a loose white robe. She was quietly cultivating on the couch. When she sensed his appearance, she opened her eyes. Clear light shone and the room seemed to suddenly brighten up.
Chu Li said, "Go and see Xu An and persuade him."
"Persuade him to become the emperor?" Xiao Shi frowned.
Chu Li nodded. "Now, there's a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. The throne is within his grasp!"
"That's good too. I haven't seen him for a while." Xiao Shi nodded.
Chu Li grabbed her wrist and suddenly disappeared. The next moment, he appeared outside the Titanium Temple.
The Titanium Temple was still bathed in golden light. To others, it was just a shabby small temple. It was quiet and peaceful. Time seemed to have stopped in this small temple. The vicissitudes of time could be seen on the courtyard walls but there was no feeling of time passing. There was only tranquility.
As soon as he and Xiao Shi appeared, the courtyard door opened. Xu An, dressed in a gray robe, slowly walked out. He came before the two and bowed with pressed palms. "Chief Chu, Aunt Xiao."
Xiao Shi looked at him and pursed her lips into a smile. "You've grown taller. I need to make two new sets of robes."
When Chu Li saw him come out, he knew that a monk in the temple had predicted his arrival.
This was not inferior to his Heavenly Star Insight Skill. It was probably a divine power similar to the Heaven's Eye. Divine powers were indeed unique.
Xu An lowered his head to look at himself and nodded embarrassedly.
"I heard that you don't want to be the emperor anymore?" Xiao Shi scoffed.
Xu An shook his head. "I am cultivating the Separation Technique. I am in a good state. It is not suitable for me to be an emperor and be lost in the secular world."
"Whether you are lost or not doesn't depend on whether you are an emperor or not. It depends on your state of mind." Xiao Shi said impatiently, "Being an emperor can train your state of mind. It will strengthen your state of mind. If being an emperor hinders your cultivation, then your cultivation will not be stable and it will be hard for you to reach perfection!"
Xu An said, "Master's Grand-Uncle once told me that if I become an emperor, I will definitely die. It will delay my life."
"Hmm —?" Xiao Shi frowned. "Which Master's Grand-Uncle?"
"Master's Grand-Uncle Tian Zhi." Xu An shook his head and said, "Martial Granduncle Tianzhi's Heaven's Eye Connection has already reached great success, there is no escape for him in the world. Before he became a Buddha, he told me this. That's why I cultivated the Method of Transcendence, not wanting to delay this life."
The Ten Lifetimes of Buddhahood required one lifetime of cultivation after another. He was still young. If he died so soon, he would delay his life. In the future, the rank of Buddha would drop by one level. Compared to this, the throne was insignificant. After all, he was just a passerby of the throne.
"If that's the case …" Xiao Shi nodded. "That's fine! Cultivate well. Don't worry about anything else. "
Xu An nodded. "Aunt Xiao, the Imperial Residence has its own fate. There's no need to force yourself."
"Alright, I know. Go back and cultivate." Xiao Shi patted his shoulder.
Xu An bowed with pressed palms at Chu Li. He turned around and slowly walked into the courtyard.
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