Outside the north gate of the capital, there were no ministers to welcome him, no high-ranking officials showing up to give him an imperial decree, and no spying from Lu Qing, the actual commander of the imperial guards. It was as quiet as an ordinary morning.
This made Ren Tianye begin to doubt himself.
It was as if he wasn't here to purge the emperor's corrupt advisors, but rather on a sightseeing tour of the imperial palace.
Until...
A procession approached from a distance.
The noise gradually grew louder!
Looking closely, he realized it was a funeral procession carrying a coffin. Everyone wore mourning garments of coarse hemp, their faces filled with sorrow that was hard to tell if it was genuine or fake.
"Is this..."
"A funeral procession?"
Ren Tianye was momentarily stunned.
He was about to lead a massive army into the city. For someone to hold a funeral at this exact moment—did they simply lack brains, or was there some other conspiracy at play?
Ren Tianye leaned toward the latter, though he couldn't immediately guess what it was.
"They couldn't possibly have weapons hidden in the coffin, planning to break out and take my life when I'm off guard, right?!"
As he pondered this, the procession drew closer and soon arrived at the north gate of the capital. The face of the person leading the mourning became clear to Ren Tianye.
It was none other than an old friend he hadn't seen in a long time!
"So it's the Young Duke. Oh, we meet again!"
Ren Tianye sat on his horse, offering a fake smile, looking very polite on the surface.
"Ren Tianye..."
The Young Duke, Lu Jun, called out. However, while he would grit his teeth and exude his usual domineering aura when saying these three words behind Ren Tianye's back—looking as if he had the whole world in his grasp—his voice instantly shrank the moment he faced Ren Tianye in person.
It didn't sound like a show of strength; it sounded more like acting cute!
This made the Young Duke, Lu Jun, very displeased. He quickly tried to adjust his mindset and immediately shouted again, "Ren Tianye, this young master gives you the time it takes to drink a cup of tea to roll off your horse and kneel in kowtow to my father!"
Ren Tianye was speechless.
He turned his head to look at Wang Ming.
Wang Ming looked equally bewildered and instinctively glanced at his own palm.
Seriously, was his slap that easy to forget? He remembered back in Yunji City, he had beaten this Young Duke until he cried for his parents, making him spill everything he knew.
How did the Young Duke revert to his domineering nature in the blink of an eye?
Wang Ming could only say awkwardly, "Great General, this Young Duke... he's just like this. He can't change his ways."
Ren Tianye nodded in understanding.
He didn't blame Wang Ming. Wang Ming quickly shouted, "Lu Jun, what are you waiting for? Get out of the way!"
"Are you waiting for the iron hooves of our great army?"
The Young Duke, Lu Jun, gradually steadied his nerves and recovered his domineering nature. He shuddered slightly, then said coldly, "Ren Tianye, hmph, I advise you to open your dog eyes and take a good look."
"Who is it standing before you!"
"Who is it inside this coffin!"
"You want me to get out of the way?"
"Hmph, aren't you afraid of the wagging tongues of the people of this world?"
These words made Ren Tianye pause slightly.
He instinctively looked at the coffin. The coffin was covered with a bright yellow Dharani sutra blanket, and the honor guards on both sides held the street placards of the estate of the Duke of Fuguo.
Ren Tianye instantly realized.
It was the coffin of the estate of the Duke of Fuguo.
He had already found out over the past two days that the Duke of Fuguo had passed away, and all of the Duke of Fuguo's power had fallen into Lu Qing's hands.
But...
Bringing out the estate of the Duke of Fuguo right now, what did that mean?
Before Ren Tianye could guess further, Lu Jun said directly, "Ren Tianye, when my father was alive, you knelt to him, kowtowed to him, and acknowledged him as your master."
"Although my father only held the title of your master for two days, a master for a day is a father for a lifetime!"
"Now, before my father's spirit, aren't you going to obediently kneel and kowtow?!"
Hearing this, Ren Tianye was completely confused.
Because he really couldn't remember ever having such a master.
It should be known that after he transmigrated into this body and arrived directly at the northern frontier, the original owner of the body had already died of depression. Guided by some sort of rule, he inherited a portion of the original owner's memories.
But those memories were hazy and fragmented.
He truly didn't remember having a master!
However...
Even if he did have such a master, it shouldn't be a big deal, right?
After all, listening to the Young Duke, Lu Jun, it was only for two or three days. What kind of master was that?
Ren Tianye thought this way, but the Young Duke, Lu Jun, did not. Several people immediately jumped out from behind the Young Duke, Lu Jun.
"The Rites of Yu states that a master and disciple are like father and son! Since the late Duke was your master, he is your father! When a father dies, the children should kneel and keep vigil. Yet you are still on your horse and haven't rolled down? What, do you want to be convicted of the crime of rebellion?"
"When a father dies, if a son does not rush to the funeral and kneel in worship, it is unfilial. If you do not quickly roll down to kneel, weep bitterly, acknowledge the Young Duke as your elder brother, and submit to the Young Duke's disposal today, then you are refusing to recognize the late Duke as your father. You are an unfilial person, and the whole world will condemn you!"
"Once the status is set, it cannot be changed for life. The late Duke was your master, therefore he is your father. The Young Duke is your elder brother, and the Duke's estate is your home. Do you dare to disobey? We will announce this to the world and let you bear the infamous name of being unfilial and unbrotherly!"
...
The few people who jumped out were clearly extraordinary at first glance. They looked like either civil officials or great scholars. Their words sounded quite weighty.
This greatly improved the complexion of the Young Duke, Lu Jun.
He directly issued an ultimatum to Ren Tianye.
"Ren Tianye, roll off your horse immediately, kneel before my father's coffin for seven days and seven nights, and then acknowledge me as your elder brother. Otherwise, I will surely ruin your reputation!"
Pausing, the Young Duke said coldly, "Listen clearly, this is a notification, not a negotiation!"
Ren Tianye finally understood.
So this was the trap the Young Duke, Lu Jun, had set for him!
However, it wasn't a deadly banquet, nor were there axemen ambushing him from behind. Instead, he had invited some great scholars and civil officials, pulling out the etiquette rule of a master for a day is a father for a lifetime to constrain him?!
Interesting!
He smiled and said, "Since a master for a day is a father for a lifetime, then it's not impossible for this general to acknowledge it!"
The Young Duke, Lu Jun, was instantly overjoyed. He knew it would definitely work.
He immediately shouted, "Then why haven't you rolled down to pay your respects?"
"No rush!" Ren Tianye smiled. "This general still has some questions. Since you, Young Duke, keep saying that this general is a member of your Duke of Fuguo's estate and must recognize your father as my father..."
"Then, now that your father is dead, he must have left behind quite a lot of inheritance, right?"
"How much of it should be distributed to this general?"
The Young Duke, Lu Jun: "???"
The crowd behind him: "???"
"What, you haven't figured it out yet?" Ren Tianye said leisurely. "That doesn't matter. Since this general is going to call your father Dad, then the matter of the inheritance must absolutely not be handled carelessly."
"This general will definitely make sure to take the full share that belongs to this general."
Pausing, Ren Tianye ordered, "Wang Ming!"
"Your subordinate is here!"
"Invite the Young Duke into the tent for a chat. This general wants to have a good talk with him about the inheritance left by the Duke of Fuguo."
"I heard that when the Duke of Fuguo was alive, he held military and political power, so his inheritance must be quite substantial. This general is truly lucky. Before even entering the capital, someone is willing to deliver his inheritance!"
"Then it would be impolite to refuse!"
...
e, Immortal Body, Transmigration, System, Progression Fantasy, Academy Setting, Third-Person Perspective. Alternate Title: Transmigrating into a High Martial World and Reading Live Comments. Bad news: I transmigrated. This is a terrifying high-martial world, and my original, pathetically weak body fell into a coma and never woke up. Good news: I got a Popularity Points system upon arrival. I can see live comments and even create an unkillable alternate identity. Starting out, the alternate identity has all stats at 1. The system tells me that to grow stronger, I must participate in the plot, gain popularity points to allocate stats and grow stronger, and ultimately awaken my original body. And so, carrying my original body on my back, I officially entered Huaqing Academy, where the story's protagonist resides. From that moment on, Chen Guan kicked the original plot to pieces. Live Comments: [Doesn't anyone find this mysterious coffin guy creepy? He can summon indescribable grey misty hands.] [Is this guy a hero or a villain? What kind of onion became a spirit?] [By the way, does anyone know who's in the coffin? Shouldn't the debt for saving his life be repaid by now?] [According to unofficial histories, the person in the coffin was Chen Guan's first love. Their love was once passionate and earth-shattering, but they were separated by life and death due to worldly circumstances. What a star-crossed pair.] ... Years later, the world knew of a demon god born from a coffin, shrouded in grey mist, impossible to gaze upon directly. His foremost divine emissary often wielded a scythe, reaping lives like the god of death. As war approached, facing former friends and a boundless sea of enemies, Chen Guan merely raised his scythe. "Would you like to dance as well?"
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lity and could only live as an ordinary mortal. He only wished to live a peaceful life. Yet he didn't know— The dog he adopted, because it ate his food, became a legendary demon king. The kitchen knife he casually forged became a peerless divine weapon, causing numerous experts to fight desperately for it. The young disciple he took in became an immortal lord that led an era, due to cultivating the techniques Ye Feng taught him. Even the skeletons he looked down on the most were ominous demon kings that suppressed countless worlds. Many years later, looking at the void shattered with a punch, Ye Feng murmured to himself: It turns out the peerless kings were myself all along...
