Hope Makes Even the Emperor Think

A magnificent palace was fixed on a huge and wide mountain that surpassed even the clouds. From the splendour of the palace and the size of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, a huge settlement was lined up and the sounds of life in the settlement revealed an incredible fun.

Inside the palace, there was an insane stress and seriousness, and unlike the others, each individual was busy sweating where they were. 

The reason for this was the illness of the second prince and crown princess of this huge empire. Doctors and physicians, high scholars and near-immortal cultivators from even the most distant kingdoms were constantly coming in and out of the palace. Each of them had only one word in their mouths: "They cannot be cured".

The Emperor was therefore in a very, very depressed state and every single person in the palace was clearly aware of this. Seeing his children writhing in agony and knowing that he could do nothing about it was very, very hard on the king. The Emperor's two wives were also very upset, one of them had fainted only this morning. 

In short, both the Emperor and the Empresses were in a state of incredible emptiness.

The Emperor was constantly turning round and round on his children and so his assistants were taking all the work on their own backs, it was absolutely pathetic and the reality of this situation was beginning to spread a little bit throughout the empire.

"PAT!!!" 

The huge doors of the throne room were suddenly thrown open with great force, the emperor was trying to understand what was going on when suddenly the person who opened the door shouted:

"SIRE, AN IMMORTAL! AN IMMORTAL!!!"

There were almost fifty people in the throne room, including the two empresses and the emperor himself. The trio were all blue under the eyes, clearly not getting enough sleep.

"What?" the emperor suddenly questioned with a puzzled tone and expression when he realised the gravity of the words he had heard.

"Sir, I travelled to the demon beast villages near the demon forest to see if the shamans might know of a cure for this disease. They promised to investigate if they did because of your help to them earlier. Then I came across a hidden tribe, they told me about one of your ancestors who had helped them, and they told me about an immortal who lived in the centre of the forest." When the man who had told the story had finished, he suddenly gasped and fell to the ground, he had travelled onwards and back to the empire without stopping, he was even beginning to feel dizzy from exhaustion. Even for a cultivator of his level, travelling over 15,000 kilometres in a month had been difficult.

After the Emperor's words had sunk in, he ran over to the fallen man and grabbed him firmly but gently by the shoulders, then bowed his head with tears in his eyes and said, "Please tell me more, I beg you."

Those who saw the emperor's behaviour could understand why the people of this empire were so compassionate even to demon beasts. From the very beginning of their empire, every emperor or empress had been full of compassion, loyalty and love. It was quite normal for an emperor to bow his head and cry in front of an ordinary cultivator.

He was a real father.

"I was told by the king of that tribe that that immortal had literally recreated his daughter's dantian, making it much stronger than before. On top of that, he told me that his daughter had almost reached the level of Martial Demon Emperor, and that he did it in just one month. After hearing this story, I went to check the existence of the house, and when I approached the place, two holy beasts told me to leave immediately and that their master needed to rest."

The Emperor immediately turned round with hopeful eyes and said, "Get ready! Master Immortal is our last resort! We are leaving immediately!!!" he shouted.

Every single person in the throne hall suddenly stood up and started to move, the Empresses hugged each other with the happiness of having hope again, and the Emperor released them, unable to hold back his tears anymore.

"Young man, if what you say is true, if my children recover, I swear to you that I will make you a great nobleman of the empire."

When the Emperor said this, the man, now exhausted, put himself on the floor and said gently, "Sir, forgive my rudeness, but I have to rest now, I have not had a drop of sleep for the last month."

With a single gesture, the Emperor summoned dozens of servants from outside and assigned them to serve the man, then walked towards his children and patted them both on the head at the same time and said, "Don't worry, my babies, I am taking you to the immortal."

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"AACCHOOOOOOO!!!" Admon had moved the whole garden with a sudden sneezing session, Nalin had suddenly jumped about three metres off the ground and Vered had fainted in surprise, while Mery was busy sweeping the floor.

"Bless you master, would you like a handkerchief?" Mery suddenly asked, but was silenced by Admon's gesture. Wiping his nose with a handkerchief he took out of his inventory, Admon suddenly said, "Someone must be gossiping about me, the bastards have bent my nose."

"Rumours?" Mery was looking at Admon with great surprise and trying to understand what he was talking about.

"It's an expression from where I come from, if you sneeze it means someone might be talking behind your back." When Admon made the explanation, he noticed the strange expression on Mery's face. Mery was officially thinking that everyone where Admon came from was a psychic, it couldn't be just an expression, could it?

"Whatever that expression on your face is, you're wrong Mery, it's not serious, it's just a statement." Admon added, he really hated the expression on her face. 

Still, he hoped that what he said was true and he didn't give up hoping that he was just thinking about a discourse. After all, every extra action would just be another awkwardness for him to deal with. It was just a matter of it not being too much trouble for him.