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If I Die, I Will Be Invincible

Ye Ning, who traveled through time and space, did not receive any special abilities, except that he could become the Heavenly Emperor after his death. So he began to desperately search for a way to die. But soon he discovered that this world was poisonous. Emperor of the Great Zhou: "I made a mistake in my entire life after meeting Ye Ning. If he dies, I will never live alone." Heavenly Immortal: "People are so cold-blooded, only Ye Ning, who has never hated or abandoned me, so I will risk my life to protect him." Millions of human race: "Everyone in the world can be missing, but we cannot miss Lord Ye. He is a saint of ancient times, and only Ye Ning!" Ye Ning: "Please, can you stop? I'm about to become invincible, so how can I die?"

Kun_Zent · Fantasy
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43 Chs

Your words have kept me from feeling sleepy

That night, Ye Ning's reputation spread throughout the imperial capital, and with incredible speed, it spread throughout the Great Zhou.

Many people couldn't sleep because of Ye Ning, but he slept soundly with a satisfied spirit.

There's nothing as significant as life and death, and yet Ye Ning isn't afraid of death, so what could possibly keep him up at night?

He stretched his back and sat up on the bed.

Compared to modern times, life in ancient times was of course inconvenient, and this made Ye Ning somewhat uncomfortable.

However, it didn't matter too much.

After all, he passed the imperial examinnation, and although he didn't hold a high-ranking official position, he was still an official.

Even in the suburbs, he had a house with three entrances and exits.

There was no one in the house except for an old steward and a cook.

After having a light meal, Ye Ning lay comfortably on a swing, contemplating his path to death.

Last time he attempted to die, it was only a coincidence that he failed.

Ye Ning was a determined person, and he couldn't give up just because of one failure.

However, his thoughts were repeatedly interrupted.

"Young master, someone has brought a gift for you."

The old steward, whose last name was Huang, but he didn't have a given name.

Ye Ning called him Uncle Huang.

Whether or not Uncle Huang was competent was difficult to say, but he was currently very agitated.

"I, Huang, the old steward, am the household manager of the young master. At first, I led a normal life. One day, the young master went to the imperial palace. What I couldn't have predicted was that everything would change after that! I woke up from a dream, pushed open the courtyard door, and found a crowd of people outside! There was someone reading a book in a purple robe, as well as stewards and servants in silk clothes. Their only purpose was to pay respects to Ye Ning."

Uncle Huang was a bit startled by the sight before him, as such a solemn scene suddenly appeared at Ye Ning's doorstep.

"Surely the young master has done something quite remarkable!"

He held many gifts and presented them to Ye Ning.

Ye Ning didn't even look at them and threw them all to the side.

He wasn't in the mood to meet these people.

Uncle Huang thought to himself that normal scholars would have stopped coming by at this point, but it was obvious that these were descendants of officials.

"You shouldn't offend the many descendants of such officials, right?"

He didn't understand any grand morality.

"All of them are court officials, shouldn't they help each other?"

But the answer that Ye Ning gave made Uncle Huang feel a little anxious.

"If I meet them, will they kill me?"

This issue made Uncle Huang feel dizzy.

"This... is not very likely to happen."

Ye Ning wasn't interested, disappointed.

"If they can't kill me, why should I bother meeting them?"

Uncle Huang wanted to speak but stopped himself.

Anyway, he was just a steward.

If the young master didn't want to see guests, could he say anything else?

Those descendants outside were not high-ranking officials, so it didn't matter whether the young master offended them or not.

However, there should be some formalities, so Uncle Huang still needed to go out and explain a bit.

"Gentlemen, the young master is reading, and he doesn't want to meet guests. He hopes you will understand."

Originally, he thought he would receive the dissatisfaction of the people, but he didn't expect this group of people to have no objections at all.

"Notably, Lord Ye is truly a great man who never forgets to read books, making others feel ashamed!"

"Waking up in the morning is the perfect time to read books. As scholars, we should follow Lord Ye's example."

"Learning from Lord Ye, let's go back to read books and come to pay our respects again tomorrow!"

The group had no objections and even praised Ye Ning.

Uncle Huang's old face trembled, as he randomly came up with a reason that could make the crowd praise the young master.

This world is too strange.

"In the end, what did the young master do?"

He was curious.

Although there was a big commotion yesterday, he was an illiterate steward who knew nothing.

He only hid in his room and had never gone out, so he didn't know what had happened.

One group of scholars left, and another group arrived, all wanting to visit Ye Ning.

Uncle Huang casually made up an excuse.

"The young master hasn't woken up yet."

"So, Lord Ye takes care of the dynasty and the people, and he needs rest."

"The young master has diarrhea."

"Lord Ye's body is precious, and he needs to be careful. We have some money here. Shall we buy some medicine for Lord Ye?"

In short, no matter what he said, it could be explained away.

Uncle Huang's head was dizzy.

He saw off one group and another came.

Then, finally, there was a person who made Uncle Huang's old head unable to keep calm.

"The son of the left prime minister Liu Shen, Liu Sanyuan, is currently a general outer official, requests to see Lord Ye!"

Looking at the young man dressed in a blue outfit standing outside the door, Uncle Huang's old head was startled.

Wow!

The son of the left prime minister!

This is a big shot!

Uncle Huang's old head had never met a big shot in his entire life, quickly turned and ran inside to announce.

"What? The son of the left prime minister?"

Ye Ning couldn't help but speak up.

"I don't want to meet him."

He didn't have the leisure time, nor did he want to show respect.

Just when he had the chance to provoke someone else and get them to strike him with a sword, he would thank them.

But a moment later, Liu Sanyuan still entered.

The reason was that Uncle Huang's old head really didn't dare to refuse the son of the left prime minister, hesitated for half a day, and still let him in.

Liu Sanyuan had a smile on his face.

"Ye Brother, I have long admired you!"

Ye Ning raised an eyebrow, almost saying.

"I know who you are."

But then he immediately heard Liu Sanyuan say.

"Do you know, Ye Brother, your situation is dangerous now, and your live can be in danger at any time!"

"What?"

"Worry for my life!"

"Your words have kept me from feeling sleepy!"

In an instant, Ye Ning regained his energy and became enthusiastic.

"Liu Brother, why did you bring gifts when you came here? You and I are brothers, what's the need for formalities?"