Chapter 165: Hold On, Imperial Advisor! I, the Emperor, Have Recovered 2

Chapter 165: Grand Preceptor, Wait! I Am Healed 2

Qin Hanyue, as an elder of the Tianyan Sect, had reached the Transformation Perfection Realm in his cultivation, only one step away from ascending to immortality. Yet he still had an unresolved romantic tribulation in the mortal world.

As a cultivator well-versed in the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, as well as mystical arts, he spent forty-nine days on the mountain and finally divined that the best person to help him through his love tribulation was none other than the Seventh Prince of the Dayue Dynasty.

Thus, he came down from the mountain to take an official post, becoming the Grand Preceptor of the Great Yue Dynasty.

In the original storyline, Qin Hanyue schemed step by step against the original host, ultimately making him fall in love with him. The two briefly enjoyed a period of happiness.

Later, however, because Qin Hanyue cultivated the Path of Severing Emotions, he was required to kill his beloved to prove his Dao and ascend to become a Supreme Immortal.

Qin Hanyue did not hesitate in the slightest. From the very beginning, his feelings for the original host had been a calculated decision based on self-interest. In the end, he drugged the host with a numbing potion, then shot him through the heart with an arrow.

Qin Hanyue successfully ascended, while the original host died on the spot. The Dayue Dynasty was about to collapse, and Prime Minister Zhao Ge seized the chance to rebel, successfully becoming emperor and renaming the dynasty to Jin.

However, he only sat on the throne for a few years before being overthrown by other rising powerful nations.

After listening to the system's account, Lin Huaiqing couldn't help but sigh.

"Oh my... doesn't this sound like a story that ended abruptly? Was the original host really the male lead? How could he be so miserable?"

"It is precisely because the vast majority of readers were dissatisfied with the ending of this male-centric novel that you were sent to complete the mission!"

"So this is a world derived from a male-centric web novel?"

"Exactly!"

"And the male lead is impotent? I wouldn't even look at this kind of story if it were lying on the street—I'd probably stomp on it twice. A rushed ending is only to be expected..."

"Before you, three people have already attempted this mission, and all failed. So the reward has piled up to 500,000, and with the triple multiplier, that's 1.5 million! You need to think carefully. If you're still unwilling now, I can log you out of the system!"

"Wait!"

The system knew exactly how to play him. The moment he heard 1.5 million, he was completely hooked.

With that money, the orphanage could build a new dormitory building, and he could also scrape up a down payment for a house.

Anyway, even if he failed, he wouldn't actually become permanently impotent. Might as well try it!

"I accept your challenge! Bring it on!"

After reading all the original host's memories, Lin Huaiqing's vision blurred for a moment. The woman before him seemed to snap out of it and immediately started kowtowing frantically again.

"Enough. I'll spare your life this time. Grab your stuff and get out!"

"This servant thanks Your Majesty for your infinite mercy! This servant thanks Your Majesty for your infinite mercy! This servant will leave now! Leaving now..."

The bedchamber finally fell silent. Lin Huaiqing put out the aphrodisiac incense in the censer with a cup of tea, then leaned against the edge of the bed, running through all the original host's key memories like a movie in his head.

Turns out the original host was a pitiful soul too.

The current Empress Dowager was not his birth mother, but her own son had died in the power struggle, so she too harbored deep hatred for Prime Minister Zhao Ge.

His mother had died early, and the two of them—a mother and son by circumstance—treated each other with mutual respect and care. Whether it was all for show or not, at least the Empress Dowager was not his enemy.

As for his younger brother, the Eighth Prince, who was still underage, he was deeply dependent on him, timid and spineless—hardly a threat.

For him, the most pressing issue now was how to handle Zhao Ge and watch out for Qin Hanyue. These two were the most dangerous. Especially Qin Hanyue.

"Your Majesty! It's the Yin hour. This servant will help you wash and dress..." A sharp, hoarse voice came from outside the door.

This was the chief eunuch Yan Weiquan, the original host's most trusted eunuch. For now, he was also his most trusted right-hand man.

It was only later, when Zhao Ge took Yan Weiquan's family hostage, that he was forced to switch sides and do a lot of shady things behind the original host's back.

Including the imperial jade seal—Yan Weiquan was the one who personally handed it to Zhao Ge.

Lin Huaiqing didn't hold it against him.

In the early stages, Yan Weiquan was indeed a trustworthy person who could help him a great deal. As for later, since he already knew how the story would unfold, he could get ahead of it.

"Come in..." A calm, steady young voice echoed through the hall.

"Yan Weiquan, how is the Empress Dowager feeling today? After court, I... I will go see her myself."

"To report to Your Majesty, the Grand Preceptor went to the Empress Dowager's chambers and cast some kind of spell. Her headache went away immediately. The Grand Preceptor really is a miracle worker!"

Qin Hanyue?! He didn't expect him to show up so soon.

Having spent some time in the cultivation world himself, Lin Huaiqing naturally knew that for a cultivator, this was nothing special. Basically, any Golden Core cultivator could help mortals ward off illness and disasters, even extend their lives.

However, in accordance with the Heavenly Dao, cultivators generally avoided meddling in mortals' karmic affairs, in order to attain ascension sooner.

Yet Qin Hanyue, at the Transformation Perfection Realm, not only didn't avoid such involvement but actively descended into the mortal world to become some so-called Grand Preceptor—something that all the cultivation sects looked down on.

Forget the gossiping Righteous Sects—even ordinary rogue cultivators would probably look down on Qin Hanyue for this.

He had ruined his reputation and gone against the Heavenly Dao. If anyone believed Qin Hanyue didn't have some hidden agenda, even ghosts wouldn't buy it.

He had no idea what the original host was thinking—an emperor falling for a cultivator with unclear motives, a mysterious identity, and the power to crush him with a single finger.

But he didn't need to worry about Qin Hanyue killing him anytime soon.

For a cultivator to kill an innocent mortal would go against the Heavenly Dao, and since there was no emotional connection between them, it wouldn't qualify as "killing one's beloved to prove the Dao."

So if Qin Hanyue killed him, he'd suffer the backlash from Heaven. He wasn't that stupid.

At the court.

"Your Majesty! I have a memorial to present! Jiangyu is constantly hit by floods, leaving the people homeless and displaced. Local officials only care about evacuating their own families and ignore the people's suffering. I propose sending an official to Jiangyu to handle the flooding, while the court releases disaster relief funds to help the people of Jiangyu."

Lin Huaiqing was exhausted from not sleeping all night, but when he suddenly heard the name "Jiangyu," he froze mid-thought.

He even wondered if he was so tired that he was hearing things.

Jiangyu? Was it the same Jiangyu he was thinking about? Could these two worlds actually be linked?!

"Yan Weiquan! Bring me the map now!"

"Yes!"

Lin Huaiqing confirmed Jiangyu's location on the map—it was exactly the same as the one from his previous life.

Realizing this, Lin Huaiqing was over the moon. If he weren't in the great hall, he'd have jumped for joy.

What about his brother?! Could he be in this court too?!

Lin Huaiqing scanned the hall, but all the officials had their heads down, and their robes all looked the same. Finding Lin Cheng among them was like finding a needle in a haystack.

But that reminded him of something.

He remembered that in his previous life, as soon as his eldest brother entered government, he caught the Prime Minister's eye and shot up the ranks, eventually becoming the Chief Justice of the Court of Judicial Review.

At the time, he'd thought the Prime Minister was a good official who appointed people by merit, respected talent, and had real foresight.

But now, looking at it from his current perspective, he realized the man was actually a treacherous minister plotting to steal the throne!