"This..."
The monk, upon hearing this, was also taken aback and then shook his head with a bitter smile, "Hard to say!"
Liang Xiao, hearing this, also gave a bitter smile, "Yes, hard to say, really hard to say!"
Indeed it was hard to say.
If this world had no cultivation and was a mundane world ruled by emperors, there would be no question—he would certainly rebel, he would undoubtedly rebel.
Even if he himself had no ambition to be emperor, those under him would beg him, push him, or even force him, to take that position.
At such a scale, no one had a choice.
Succeed or fail!
Either ascend to the throne, enjoying wealth and honor!
Or die and be crushed to dust, with no hope of recovery!
There was no third possibility, and others wouldn't give him a third possibility either.
But this hypothesis wasn't valid.
In this world, there were spells and there was cultivation, divine magic to master and Longevity Dao Fruit to seek.