Chapter 1 The Crown Prince

  Liu Xuanpan sat on the couch, his hands in a lifting gesture. At this time, if someone looked closely, they would find that very fine golden light points were slowly gathering from all directions and converging at the top of his head. The faint light points slowly gathered together, forming a vague golden dragon. After circling for a while, it drilled into his body from the Baihui acupoint on his head.

  Golden dragon entered the body, and a faint golden glow flashed on his face, but this glow flashed and disappeared. He withdrew his hands from the lifting gesture and returned them to the dantian position. As he breathed, it seemed that there was a small golden thread between his palms, which lasted for more than half an hour. The thread gradually disappeared, and Liu Xuan, who had been sitting in meditation, finally opened his eyes.

  *sigh*

  He let out a long sigh, and Liu Xuan remained seated there, casually waving his palm, although it produced a burst of crackling sounds, but Liu Xuan didn't feel the slightest bit happy.

  "After cultivating for many years, I haven't even established a foundation, how unlucky! Shaking his head, he looked helpless: 'I thought this time I could use the Dragon's Qi to recover my cultivation, but instead I encountered the end of the dynasty and the Dragon's Qi has almost disappeared. In just a few years, not to mention a young dragon, even a dragon egg can't be condensed.'"

  "At this rate, I don't know when I'll be able to recover my cultivation. It seems like there's only one path left to take."

  He looked at the kang he was sitting on again, patted the slightly hard bed board, and couldn't help but miss the soft bed he used to sleep in years ago.

  "I don't ask for those wonderful treasures from years ago, even a Simmons mattress would be more comfortable than this by who knows how much!"

  Liu Xuan was originally a ordinary young man living in the city, but somehow he inexplicably became a member of a tribe that wore clothes, and even ended up in a world where he could practice immortal family magic.

  In a world he was familiar with, Liu Xuan naturally wouldn't let such a great opportunity slip away, so he worked hard to cultivate and climb up the ranks. After a long time, he actually managed to develop some skills and established a huge business with some people - creating a country where the cultivation of truth had reached an extreme level of development.

  It's just that the final result wasn't very satisfying, Liu Xuan, who thought he was the main character, finally discovered that he had become a 'mountain old man' waiting for the main character, and was stabbed in the back by his companions. In the end, if he hadn't sacrificed his cultivation to break through space and run away, he might not have even escaped with his last wisp of soul.

  However, the escape of his primordial spirit does not mean he is safe. With only a wisp of his primordial spirit left, Liu Xuan's options for survival are limited. Fortunately, after breaking through space, he found himself in a place where people lived, so he chose to recreate his physical body.

  This method is not that difficult to understand, it's just taking advantage of the time when a man and woman are 'doing their business', rushing in to condense the flesh with the purest yin-yang energy, similar to reincarnation, but more convenient as you can choose your own parents.

  He took a look around, then judged the current time by the sunlight entering through the window. It was probably just past noon, and he would choose this time to practice his skills. He had no choice because the dragon's energy was too conspicuous when it gathered during the day, and the possibility of being discovered was reduced at noon when the sun was strongest.

  He got down from the bed, touched his belly, and although he said that his cultivation had not even laid a good foundation, it was not without effect. Moreover, he had been cultivating since birth, so his physical quality was far superior to that of ordinary people. More importantly, his body could fully absorb and utilize food, which saved him a lot of trouble - especially the fact that he could only use chopsticks when eating out.

  So he doesn't need to eat too much on ordinary days, and this lunchtime is just right for cultivation. He tells the servant that he wants to take a nap and not be disturbed.

  He got up and stretched, then called out towards the bedroom door: "Come in!"

  The sound had barely faded when a series of orderly footsteps came, and by the time he turned his head, several people were already standing beside him. One young man even stepped forward and asked respectfully: "Your Highness, would you like to have something to eat?"

  This young man was a eunuch, surnamed Cao, with the single name of Bao. This name wasn't anything special, but when read together, it always made Liu Xuan unable to help but laugh.

  Especially when I think of the iron city where I used to live, those ancient TV series where the upper class called eunuchs, this smile is even harder to hold back.

  This resulted in Liu Xuan smiling every time he saw the little eunuch, and others thought he was quite fond of the boy, so they assigned him to be by his side as a personal attendant.

  Liu Xuan would naturally not have any objections to this, especially since he unexpectedly found out that this little eunuch was actually connected to a super powerful person, and so he became even more willing.

  After several years, the palace maids and eunuchs around him had changed countless times, but this little eunuch always followed him, and he let him handle everything, so everyone in the palace knew that this little eunuch was Liu Xuan's confidant.

  "It's not necessary!" Liu Xuan waved his hand, he didn't have much appetite for food now, and his stomach wasn't hungry either. He also didn't have the habit of eating snacks usually: "Just bring some tea water will do!"

  Tea had already begun to be popular at this time, but not as varied as in later generations. However, with Liu Xuan's current status, wanting to drink whatever kind of tea was just a matter of saying so, and naturally someone would help him figure out how to make good-tasting tea water.

  As for not putting on airs when talking to these eunuchs and palace maids, it was only after he arrived here that he discovered that even in the imperial family, people don't usually reveal their identity with every word they speak. The stuff he saw on TV before was purely nonsense. When he first found out, he secretly sighed: "What a pity, can't put on airs anymore."

  The tea water was quickly brought up, and Liu Xuan first smelled it, then waved his hand at the palace maid standing beside him: "Everyone go out, Cao Qian stays!" After ordering, everyone retreated again, waiting for everyone to leave cleanly. Before he asked, Cao Qian had already approached him and said in a low voice: "The emperor's body is getting worse and worse."

  Liu Xuan didn't turn his head, as if he was staring at the tea in front of him in a daze, but there was no hesitation on his lips: "Last month, Father Emperor established the eight schools of Xi Yuan and personally went to supervise, but contracted a sudden illness. Now it seems that this sudden illness has become a serious illness."

  Cao Cao beside him did not speak, after all, this matter was too sensitive, he simply had no way to interrupt.

  Liu Xuan didn't expect him to say anything, and after standing for a while, he continued on his own: "Speaking of the eight military officers in the Western Garden, it seems that Cao Cao, the General Military Officer, is your relative?"

  "When referring to generations, Cao Zhen should be called Uncle."

  Cao Guo didn't know why Liu Xuan asked that, thinking he would continue to ask about the uncle from his hometown, but unexpectedly after saying that sentence, there was no follow-up, and he just stood there in a daze again. After who knows how long, he finally asked: "Is there anything else going on recently?"

  Without hesitation, he immediately replied: "I heard that the third prince caught a cold last night and the imperial physician went to the empress dowager's palace early this morning to treat him!"

  "Oh!"

  Others didn't know what was going on, but Liu Xuan knew clearly that this matter actually had something to do with him.

  Because his younger brother had a strong dragon aura, although not extremely powerful, it was still much stronger than his. He was born with almost no dragon aura on his body, and if he weren't the prince, he might not have been able to cultivate the heavenly dragon aura at all.

  Even so, his dragon energy is still progressing slowly. Now he can't even use any earth-shattering immortal spells, and even if it's just a slightly ordinary intimidation technique, it's quite difficult to display.

  This reality gave Liu Xuan a headache for a while, and finally he found that if he wanted to continue practicing the Dragon's Aura, there was only one choice: ascend to the throne!

  Especially after he figured out the environment he was in, he realized that if he wanted to ascend to the throne, this wouldn't work, so he had no choice but to resort to a rather unglorious method: seizing the dragon's energy!

  I don't know if it's because of the dragon energy being stolen, but my younger brother has been getting sick every now and then, as if he's going to die at any moment. However, Liu Xuan knew that his methods might not be glorious, but they would absolutely not harm his life. Moreover, he had already planned in his heart: "Anyway, you won't have a good time being the emperor in the future, as long as I can ascend to the throne, at least I can ensure he lives a happy and carefree life!"

  Liu Xuan's brow suddenly furrowed, but he quickly recovered and waved his hand at Cao Guo beside him: "Withdraw for now!"

  Cao Guo knew that Liu Xuan liked quiet, so he didn't think much and respectfully retreated. After he left, Liu Xuan closed his eyes, secretly stirring the cloud air inside his body that was faintly glowing with a slight golden light. Then, he raised his hand and made a beckoning gesture towards the slightly open window.

  Almost at the same time, a white shadow less than half a palm flew in from the window and landed lightly on Liu Xuan's palm. Only then did he see clearly that the white shadow was actually a white crane made of white silk.

  This white handkerchief, folded into a shape, seemed to come alive in Liu Xuan's hands. It flapped its wings twice, then used its sharp beak to tidy up its non-existent feathers before settling quietly in Liu Xuan's palm, staring back at him.

  The atmosphere in the room suddenly became extremely eerie, a young man held a bowl of tea water with his left hand and supported a small 'toy' with his right hand, staring blankly, motionless, as if he were a statue.

  After a while, Liu Xuan finally put the white silk crane into his sleeve, then looked in another direction and chuckled lightly, thinking to himself: "Want to force me to leave Luoyang? What a beautiful thought!"

  Just then, Cao Guan called out from outside the house: "Your Highness, Her Majesty the Empress requests that you come to chat with her at dinner time."