Astral Apostle-Chapter 452: The Competition Amongst The Sects (1)

"Perfected One, this way…"

The eunuch led the way with a flattering expression.

Zhou Jing placed his hands behind his back and followed him out of the palace.

In front of the palace gate, the eunuch cupped his hands and smiled ingratiatingly.

"You've obtained the favor of the Emperor, so you'll definitely soar in the future. Let me be the first to congratulate you."

"I'm just following the will of the Heavens."

Zhou Jing nodded and replied casually.

After the eunuch left, Zhou Jing looked at the high palace wall, his eyes flickering.

After talking to the Emperor just now and fooling him, he finally gained the Emperor's trust and climbed up the social ladder.

He had already accepted the invitation and planned to enter the Imperial Astronomer Bureau to be the registrar. Although his official position was not major, his status was special — his cultivation was profound, and he could refine longevity pills. He could contact the Emperor, which was equivalent to being able to voice his thoughts at any time.

Very few people in the court had such treatment and the potential to become the favored minister of the Emperor.

After all, in this era, the size of an official position was not as important as obtaining the Emperor's favor.

Putting aside the nonsense of the immortal guiding him in his dreams, his divine powers were astonishing, and he was also suited to work as an official. Naturally, he was liked by the Emperor.

"Bill has taken the path of the upper echelons. Now that he has entered the sights of the power center, he can stand in the court in the future and ask about the changes in the decisions of the upper echelons. At the same time, he can also exert his influence on the Emperor and the court officials…

Moreover, he has an excuse to collect the essence of the five elements and refine the Purple Mansion Longevity Pill with the approval of the emperor. As long as I report it, I can go out and walk around. Being the registrar won't restrict my freedom."

Zhou Jing pondered to himself.

This apostle was already an Eternal Apostle, so he had more freedom in doing things. Other than obtaining benefits and exploring the world, he was also helping Chen Feng to obtain further information.

The Emperor of his dynasty was muddle-headed and believed in cultivation and the world of metaphysics, which made it convenient for him to cling to imperial power.

He had no intention of changing the Emperor's mindset and making the Emperor wise. This was very difficult to do. Similarly, he did not have any plans to kill this Emperor now.

After all, the true ruler of the dynasty was never the Emperor alone, but the aristocratic families and nobles scattered throughout the royal court. If the Emperor violated the interests of this class, it would be equally difficult to implement the decree.

According to the rules of the feudal era, the longer a dynasty lasted, the weaker the control of the imperial power. Other than the few founding emperors and those resurgent rulers, the rest were just the same. The further they went, the more empty their grasp over power became.

As long as nothing changed in the world and an emperor died, the nobles could just help the Crown Prince ascend to the throne. The world would not be in chaos. Even without the Crown Prince, there were many relatives of the royal family in Great Xia. There would always be a way to suit the wishes of the ministers. It was more in line with the interests of all parties to have someone malleable sit on the throne. It would be best if he was a young puppet.

Under the current situation, assassinating an emperor was more symbolic. The turmoil was limited, and it would not cause too much trouble. According to Chen Feng's goal, it was not enough to kill an emperor at all. Slaughtering the nobles and aristocrats who truly ruled was the real reshuffle.

Everyone who had been in power for hundreds of years would be cut off and their bones trampled, with no one from the previous ruling order allowed to live. Without those in power to pave the way for their descendants, it would provide an impetus for fresh blood to take over the ruling class.

Since he was by the Emperor's side, the Emperor's life was no longer in his control. He could attack at any time. It would not be too late to assassinate him when the time was right… After all, killing this fish at the right time would allow him to achieve twice the results with half the effort.

Before that, he would first cling to the royal power and hide his claws…

As Zhou Jing's mind raced, he silently left.

...

At the same time, in the Yang Yi Hall in the palace, the Emperor let Yin Nan leave, remaining alone.

"Immortal's Dream Visit, Purple Mansion Longevity Pill…"

The Emperor muttered to himself, a hint of playfulness hidden in his eyes.

The immortal's dream had tickled his itch. The Purple Mansion Longevity Pill also made him yearn for it…

However, he had been in power for many years and had heard all kinds of good words. He felt that this was more like an excuse that Perfected Master Windwalker had specially used to please him to cozy up to him.

He had seen his divine power and realized that he was indeed an expert, but it did not mean that he really believed everything. On the surface, he acted as normal, but he still had his doubts.

However, the Emperor did not want to expose the truth. Instead, he directly gave him an official title to show his trust in Perfected Master Windwalker and express his stance.

Because he could give out his favor to as many people as possible. It did not cost anything to begin with.

As the Son of Heaven, he did not mind showing who he liked at all. He did not mind letting this expert cling to him and obtain benefits in his name.

He only cared about the outcome. Regardless of whether it was true or not, it was best if he could let Perfected Master Windwalker refine the Purple Mansion Longevity Pill.

If he could not do it, he could punish him with a word. The trust he gave could be taken back at any time.

Moreover, in the Emperor's opinion, Perfected Master Windwalker was an expert with no background. He could be used by him to check and balance the Imperial Astronomers and the court officials and beat these people up.

At the same time, this person would be balanced by the Imperial Astronomers and the court officials. Therefore, if he wanted to stand firm, he could only hug his back tightly. He was a useful person who had come knocking on his door.

The simple method of killing two birds with one stone and keeping them in check was just a small trick for the Emperor.

"Immortality… If that's true, that would be best."

The Emperor's eyes flickered as he muttered to himself.

...

The next day, Ye Residence.

The eunuchs, who had come under the emperor's orders, went straight to his door and read the imperial decree in public. He conferred Zhou Jing the title of "Divine Firmament Wind Spirit Daoist" and invited him to become an official in the court, allowing him to contribute longevity pills to the Emperor.

The news that Zhou Jing had been given a title by the Emperor quickly spread. In less than a day, the entire city was talking about it!