#2265 - The Emperor is Impotent
Two corpses, their bodies covered in blood and severely deformed, appeared before the Sunset Emperor.
The Sunset Emperor stared intently, a buzzing sound filling his mind, and his vision darkened. He nearly collapsed, only managing to steady himself by grabbing the desk.
For a moment, the entire study fell silent.
The old eunuch attending the Sunset Emperor hurriedly stepped forward to support him, tears welling in his eyes, his face filled with grief, but his heart was bursting with joy.
He knew that this must be the master's doing.
When the master delivered him from his sea of suffering, he had given him much information, including the need to support Princess Duskmoon to ascend the throne.
If the master wanted to support the princess to become empress, then the crown prince and the princes had to be eliminated.
Then, starting from other aspects, he would gradually cut off the Sunset Emperor's hopes, leaving him with no other choice.
Just like the pill added to the tea, once drunk, it would forever eliminate the ability to continue the bloodline.
Not only would his own manhood be unknowingly destroyed, but even the secret method of using his own essence and blood to nurture a divine embryo would be impossible.
This meant that the entire royal family, from the moment they drank the tea, was destined to be without descendants.
"Your Majesty, please restrain your grief and take care of your sacred body!"
The old eunuch wiped away his tears, his expression extremely sorrowful, his face full of worry and heartache.
The Sunset Emperor steadied himself, his lips trembling, and looked at the two corpses on the ground.
He knelt down, his hands trembling as he stroked the pale faces of the crown prince and the third prince, tears streaming down his face as he looked at the tragic state of his two sons.
"How could this be, how could this be!
Yang'er, Yao'er, how could you die so young? Who will you have your father entrust this empire to!"
The Sunset Emperor's tears fell like rain.
Apart from the Empress and the old eunuch by his side, no one knew how much he loved the crown prince.
His strictness towards the crown prince on weekdays was because he wanted to cultivate him into a generation of rulers!
But he never expected that the crown prince would enter the Secret Realm not long ago, and now be separated by the yin and yang, dying just like that!
The crown prince is dead, and the prince is also dead!
Both of his sons are dead!
His daughters have all married into other dynasties for political alliances.
Now, he only has Duskmoon, that daughter without blood ties, left!
"I told you to protect and assist the crown prince, is this how you protected him?"
The Sunset Emperor looked up at the Judahite and several experts kneeling on the ground, his cold voice sending chills down their spines, almost causing them to collapse to the ground.
"Your Majesty, this old minister is guilty, this old minister deserves to die!"
The Judahite and several experts kowtowed, weeping.
"You bunch of bastards! Useless trash!"
The Sunset Emperor roared violently, the sound waves bursting from his mouth, blasting the Judahite and several experts away with a bang. They crashed to the ground, vomiting blood, their internal organs shattered, their bones broken in countless places, and many cracks appearing in their flesh, blood flowing all over the ground.
"This old minister is guilty, for failing to protect the crown prince and the third prince. Please, Your Majesty, grant me death!"
They endured the severe pain, kneeling down again, not daring to heal their wounds, letting the blood flow freely.
Intense killing intent flashed in the Sunset Emperor's eyes.
But he did not continue to attack. He wiped the tears from his face with his sleeve and said in a cold voice, "What exactly happened? How did the crown prince and the third prince die?
There are substitute death talismans in the Secret Realm, how could they have died!"
"Reporting to Your Majesty, the crown prince and the third prince died in the Secret Realm, killed by the creatures within..."
"Bullshit!"
The Sunset Emperor cursed in anger, slapping the Judahite's face from across the air.
The Judahite screamed and flew out, several cracks splitting his skull, causing his vision to blur and excruciating pain to pierce his heart, with a large amount of blood flowing out, blurring his vision.
The Judahite hurriedly crawled back and knelt properly, wailing, "This old minister dares not deceive Your Majesty. The crown prince and the third prince indeed died at the hands of the creatures in the Secret Realm.
That creature in the Secret Realm admitted that it had accidentally obtained a special ancient talisman that could directly kill the primordial spirit.
The crown prince and the third prince died from that special ancient talisman.
This old minister saw fragments of that ancient talisman near the corpses of the crown prince and the prince, but was unable to bring them out for Your Majesty to examine..."
"So they died at the hands of the Secret Realm creatures! Is this your fate?"
The Sunset Emperor suddenly seemed much older.
He no longer doubted the Judahite's words.
The Judahite was his confidant, who had been doing things for him for thousands of years, meticulous in every aspect, and a very careful and reliable person.
However, he entrusted the important task of protecting the crown prince to him, but he failed to protect the crown prince, causing the dynasty to lose its heir, and even the third prince was gone.
Now, how should the dynasty establish a crown prince? Who will be the crown prince in the future?
When the Immortal Realm bestows the cultivation method, who should he allow to ascend the throne?
"Guards!"
Immediately, a group of guards rushed in.
"Take them down and lock them in the dungeon!
Without my permission, no one is allowed to visit, and no one is allowed to approach. Anyone who disobeys will be executed without mercy!"
The group of guards immediately dragged the Judahite and the others away.
The study was quiet, leaving only the Sunset Emperor and the old eunuch.
The Sunset Emperor looked at the corpses of his two sons, and after a long while, he sighed sadly, "Bury the crown prince and the prince with honors."
"This old servant obeys."
The old eunuch was about to call someone to carry the corpses of the crown prince and the prince away.
"Wait!"
The Sunset Emperor suddenly changed his mind and said, "Put the remains of the crown prince and the third prince in coffins, but do not bury them yet, and do not let more people know.
Keep this matter a secret for now. Tell the guards who came in just now that anyone who leaks half a word about today's events will have their entire clan executed!
Remember, it is not to be mentioned to anyone!"
"This old servant understands."
The old eunuch immediately called people in to secretly remove the remains of the crown prince and the prince.
The Sunset Emperor stood quietly in the study for a long while, then left without saying a word.
The old eunuch went to take care of the remains of the crown prince and the prince.
The Sunset Emperor went to the royal family's forbidden ground and informed the ancestors of this matter.
The Sunset Royal Family's ancestors were shocked and furious, so angry that they almost vomited blood!
How could this be?
Sunset Yang was a descendant they valued very much. He was deep in scheming, knew how to hide his inner emotions, and was smart and capable. He was a very suitable candidate to be emperor!
Now, this successor actually died in the Secret Realm, killed by the creatures inside!
The Third Prince is also dead, which means that the royal family's emperor has no heir to the throne!
"Since things have come to this, there is no way to turn back the tide. The deceased cannot be revived.
For the present plan, you and the empress or concubines can only have a few more children.
By then, they will be cultivated in the Time Secret Realm to allow them to grow up as soon as possible.
As for their strength, we can no longer expect much. As long as we are still here, even if the next emperor's martial arts strength is not good, no one in the court will dare to mess around!
It's just that in the future, we will inevitably be laughed at by other dynasties..."
The Sunset Royal Family's ancient ancestors made a decision.
After the Sunset Emperor left, he went directly to the Empress's palace.
Soon, weeping sounds and the Sunset Emperor's comforting voice echoed in the palace.
He told the Empress about the deaths of the crown prince and the third prince.
The Empress almost fainted.
She didn't care about the life or death of the Third Prince, but she did care about the life or death of the Crown Prince.
The Crown Prince was born to her, while the Third Prince was not.
It was difficult for her to accept this cruel fact, but at the same time, deep down, she also had a contradictory feeling of relief.
"Empress, Yang'er's fate is like this. It is useless for us to be sad.
Now we should consider the future of the dynasty, after all, the throne needs someone to inherit it."
After a long time, the Sunset Emperor said to the Empress, who was sitting on the phoenix couch with a sad face.
"Let Duskmoon come back."
The Empress suddenly said.
"Duskmoon?"
The corner of the Sunset Emperor's eye twitched slightly, but he instantly returned to normal and said, "Empress, Duskmoon is a daughter, how can she inherit the great authority? I'm afraid the court will have a lot of criticism, and the people of the world will also have criticism."
"Why not? Duskmoon's talent is outstanding, her martial arts future is limitless, and her mind is intelligent, no weaker than Yang'er.
In our Longevity Continent, it is not like there are no women sitting on the throne.
The Elf Divine Kingdom's Queen Rhine, the Wind and Snow Divine Kingdom's Wind and Snow Empress, are all women.
Why can't Duskmoon?
Although she is not our biological daughter, we raised her, and your concubine has long regarded her as her own.
As long as Your Majesty can convince the old ancestors, it will not be a problem.
Don't you also love Duskmoon very much?"
"Alas, of course, I have thought about letting Duskmoon inherit the great authority and ascend the throne.
In fact, I don't value bloodlines that much, but the old ancestors do not agree.
I have already gone to see the old ancestors before.
Their meaning is to let us have a few more children, and then cultivate them in the Time Secret Realm."
"Your Majesty, your concubine is not in the mood right now."
A blush appeared on the Empress's beautiful and mature face, and she resisted in her heart.
Having just lost her son, she now had to engage in the joys of the bedchamber, how could she be in the mood?
With Yang'er gone, she felt very sad, but at the same time, she also had a contradictory sense of relief.
A long time ago, she had noticed from some clues that the Emperor did not seem to truly love Duskmoon.
Thinking of how the Emperor had mentioned in the past that Duskmoon's fortune was prosperous, and how much better it would be if Yang'er's fortune was also so prosperous.
These words caused her, who understood his character, to become vigilant.
Later, she had been silently guarding against him.
Some time ago, she learned from her secret channels that the Emperor had gone to the Voodoo Ancestral Land, which made her feel very uneasy.
Fortunately, until now, Duskmoon was still fine in the Secret Realm, so she was relieved.
Recently, the Emperor had kept all kinds of things secret from her, and the news she could know was becoming less and less, and her secret news channels had also been cut off.
Many things combined made her have to suspect that the Emperor had the idea of depriving Duskmoon of her fortune and transferring it to Yang'er.
The back of her hand and the palm were both flesh, how could she bear it?
But confined within the deep palace, she was helpless. She repeatedly mentioned Lian Yue before the Emperor, trying to glean something from his expression, but she never obtained any useful information.
She wasn't sure if the Emperor had done such a thing, so she didn't dare to mention it rashly, fearing that she might inadvertently remind him, causing him to harm Lian Yue if he hadn't already considered it.
She understood the Emperor too well; this man was capable of anything for the sake of the so-called prosperity of the Imperial Dynasty's fortune.
Perhaps most monarchs in the world were like this, quite ruthless.
“Empress, now is not the time for sorrow. Bearing an heir as soon as possible is our responsibility.”
“Come, my Empress. I have been busy with state affairs and cultivation, and it has been many years since I last favored you. I shall compensate you well tonight.”
As the Sunset Emperor spoke, he pushed the Empress down onto the bed, kissing her face and neck, while his hands unfastened her robes.
As he kissed, the Sunset Emperor suddenly stopped.
His expression was somewhat astonished.
“Your Majesty, what's wrong?”
The Sunset Empress's robes were half-open, revealing the undergarments beneath, which were stretched taut, her reaction surprised by his.
“The Empress is right; if you are not in the mood, how can I force you? Another day, when you are inclined, we shall speak of it again.
I am somewhat tired and wish to return to rest. I shall not stay here to accompany the Empress.”
After the Sunset Emperor finished speaking, he turned and left, and the Empress secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
On the way back to his chambers, the Sunset Emperor's eyes flickered uncertainly, and he frequently glanced down at his crotch.
“Someone come!”
Back in his chambers, he called out in a low voice.
“Your Majesty, what are your orders?”
Several eunuchs hurried in.
“Go, find several enchanting women for me!
Do not let anyone else know of this matter!”
“Yes, Your Majesty!”
The eunuchs hurried away.
Before long, they selected several enchanting and seductive women from among the palace maids and sent them to the Sunset Emperor's chambers.
The Sunset Emperor instructed these enchanting palace maids to use every means at their disposal to arouse him.
These palace maids were, of course, not as beautiful as his consorts.
But he didn't want to seek out his consorts, fearing that he would still be impotent, and wouldn't that be a loss of dignity if his consorts were to discover it?
The palace maids wore transparent, light veils, performing enchanting dances, with their alluring parts appearing and disappearing with every movement.
If other men were to see this, their blood would surely boil.
The Sunset Emperor felt an unbearable itch, but he found that his lower body had not the slightest reaction.
His face turned ashen, and he rushed forward to torment the palace maids, but no matter how much he tormented them, he remained impotent.
“Get out! All of you, get out!”
He flew into a rage, jumping and roaring, his eyes bloodshot, and his face terribly gloomy.
The palace maids were so frightened that they scrambled and crawled away, not knowing what had happened.
Originally, they were secretly rejoicing at being favored by the Emperor, but they never expected the Emperor to suddenly go mad and chase them all away.
“How could this be? How could this possibly be?”
After the palace maids left, the Sunset Emperor took off his pants and looked at his crotch, at that limp thing that had shrunk like a worm.
How could his member have become like this? It had almost shriveled to the thickness of a little finger.
It hadn't looked like this before.
The more his desires were stirred, the more this part not only failed to rise but instead shrank even more.
“Ah!!”
Inside the Sunset Emperor's chambers, a violent roar erupted, scaring the eunuchs and guards outside so much that they nearly collapsed to the ground.
In the chambers, the Sunset Emperor raged, frantically smashing everything in sight, leaving the floor in a complete mess.
He couldn't understand it, he couldn't accept it.
How could he, a dignified expert of the Supreme God Realm, contract the impotence that only ordinary people suffer from!
An emperor, a hegemon who looked down upon a region, an existence of the Supreme God Realm, had actually become an impotent man!
If this matter were to spread, what face would this Emperor have?
Wouldn't he become a laughingstock to the world, a topic of conversation that people would relish after meals?
Now that he had contracted impotence, how could he produce offspring? Was he to use his blood essence to nurture a divine fetus with secret techniques?
If that were the case, the time required to nurture the divine fetus would be much longer than the time required for normal procreation!
