After the True Heiress Travels Back
Chapter 717 Unattainable Realm of Shamelessness

Chapter 717: Chapter 717 Unattainable Realm of Shamelessness

Zhao Muze certainly knew that this was not Zhao Country.

Otherwise, he could have resolved it himself.

But now...

Zhao Muze couldn’t!

He had already foreseen it, a thousand years ago.

The world, a thousand years later, would be a Spiritless World.

That is to say, cultivators, one in a billion would not exist.

By then, he wouldn’t even need to possess highly advanced Dao techniques; he just needed to sacrifice the soul of the Little Prince and then occupy his body to turn the endless fortunes into his own.

By then, he would be the master of this world.

Restoring Zhao Country would be completed at the mere thought of it.

Unexpectedly, Shi Yaoguang had emerged as such a variable.

Every time he thought about his millennial plans possibly turning to nothing, he couldn’t help feeling bitter.

But now was not the time for sorrow.

He must quickly appease Shi Yaoguang, otherwise...

His life would be over.

Whenever he thought he might die here, he couldn’t help but feel resentful.

Why, after such painstaking planning for so long,

the goal was still not reached.

No, even his grand plan had yet to unfold and had already been nipped in the bud.

He was unwilling to accept this!

Shi Yaoguang gathered Spiritual Power into a sphere of light in his palm, and the look in his eyes was somewhat playful.

"I’ll give you a chance to leave your last words."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Muze felt extremely humiliated.

But he dared not say he didn’t need it.

If Shi Yaoguang attacked him, all he could do was to take the hits and wait for death.

"I was wrong before and I’m willing to change!"

Shi Yaoguang showed a playful expression, "You were wrong before?"

"Yes, I was wrong!"

"Then, tell me, where did you go wrong?"

Zhao Muze: "..."

He was stunned on the spot.

He said he was wrong, but that came out without thinking.

However.

When it came to pinpointing where exactly he went wrong, it was like a clueless man facing his inexplicably angry girlfriend—how could he possibly know where he had erred?

The key point was, Zhao Muze didn’t think he was wrong.

All that he did was done with consent.

Long ago, the Emperor of Zhao Country had agreed to collude with him...

Cough, to put it more pleasantly, even the Emperor didn’t want to wait until a thousand years later, only to discover Zhao Country had become a speck of dust lost in the river of history.

If there was a chance to restore Zhao Country a thousand years later, of course, he was willing.

As for the Little Prince’s wishes...

The whole world belonged to the Emperor, the Little Prince’s willingness was utterly insignificant!

On this point, the State Preceptor and the Emperor of Zhao Country very tacitly agreed.

Seeing the expression on Zhao Muze’s face, Shi Yaoguang knew that he had no idea where he was wrong.

Or perhaps, he thought he was not at fault.

But was he really not at fault?

Not exactly.

It was just that he was unwilling to admit it.

Conveniently.

She excelled at making people realize clearly what kind of trash they were.

"I’ll give you three breaths of time, National Master; if you can’t figure out what you did wrong, then I’m sorry."

Shi Yaoguang said, as the Spiritual Energy in his hand swelled increasingly.

Zhao Muze didn’t expect Shi Yaoguang to pull such a move.

Various thoughts flew through his mind at high speed, and finally, he thought of an excuse.

"I shouldn’t have conspired with the Emperor of Zhao Country, intending to let the Zhao royal family re-emerge a thousand years later."

After Zhao Muze spoke, Shi Yaoguang showed no sign of stopping.

He could only hurriedly state another reason, "I truly know my wrongs. I shouldn’t have sealed the Little Prince’s body and soul without his consent, let alone occupy the Little Prince’s body."

Shi Yaoguang remained unmoved.

Zhao Muze genuinely couldn’t think of any area where he had not done well enough.

Thinking carefully, he gritted his teeth and continued, "I shouldn’t have sacrificed the Little Prince’s soul to perhaps obtain the fate granted by Heavenly Dao."

As he said this, a dull thunder suddenly sounded from the sky.

A moment later.

A frail silhouette, so flimsy that a breeze could scatter it, appeared before Shi Yaoguang.

The silhouette was clearly on Shi Yaoguang’s side, and looked in Zhao Muze’s direction with a tone filled with gritted teeth, "Was it you who stole the fate of Heavenly Dao?"

Zhao Muze froze, unsure of what the thing before him was.

Although he was the State Preceptor, his abilities were ultimately limited.

There were some things he simply never had the chance to come into contact with.

Furthermore, the method he used to sacrifice the Little Prince’s soul was acquired by accident.

He had not communicated with Heavenly Dao at all.

Zhao Muze didn’t know about Heavenly Dao, but Shi Yaoguang recognized it at once.

They were old acquaintances.

Heavenly Dao had previously calculated against Shi Yaoguang and felt somewhat guilty facing him.

But on second thought, he felt there was absolutely no reason for his guilt.

He felt guilty?

Why would he feel guilty?

Yes, he had indeed calculated against Shi Yaoguang.

But isn’t Shi Yaoguang standing here just fine?

On the contrary, as Heavenly Dao, he fell into a deep sleep due to being excessively weak.

Even now, this shadow was left in advance before the deep sleep, as a precaution.

He never expected that the wisp of Divine Sense he left behind would hear Zhao Muze talk about stealing his fate.

In Zhao Muze’s eyes, he had sacrificed the Little Prince—that is, the soul before the reincarnation of Quan Jinbei—thereby Heavenly Dao granted him fate.

But that wasn’t the case at all.

Heavenly Dao was not a fool. How could it grant someone fate just because of a sacrifice?

Diluting its fate was not a trivial matter for Heavenly Dao!

If it weren’t for Heavenly Dao’s fate being diminished, it would not have chosen Shi Yiqing and Quan Sicheng for the roles of the main male and female characters.

Now, talking about it brings only tears.

He just wanted to kill this thief who had stolen his fate.

Seeing that Heavenly Dao was interested in Zhao Muze, Shi Yaoguang generously indicated that he would let him have Zhao.

Heavenly Dao did not expect that there would ever be a day when Shi Yaoguang would show him such affability.

At that moment, the sky cleared up quite a bit.

Zhao Muze also saw something through the interaction between Shi Yaoguang and Heavenly Dao.

With a trembling voice, he asked an uncertain question deep from within.

"You, are you Heavenly Dao?"

Heavenly Dao snorted coldly, and with his snort, a muffled thunder exploded.

Each burst was like a hammer strike next to Zhao Muze’s ears.

His hearing was temporarily lost.

Zhao Muze looked terrified. If not for his legs being numb, he would have wanted to kneel down right away.

A chilling coldness swept over his body, prompting Zhao Muze to subconsciously think of ways to exonerate himself.

Finally.

His gaze fell upon Quan Jinbei.

Shivering, he pointed at Quan Jinbei with an urgent tone, "Heavenly Dao above! It was the Little Prince who sacrificed his soul and called upon your fate. Even if you are dissatisfied, it should be directed at him!"

Quan Jinbei was shocked by his shamelessness.

Even if the fate of Heavenly Dao had truly been absorbed by Zhao Muze because of the soul sacrifice, the one who absorbed the fate was Zhao Muze himself; it had nothing to do with Quan Jinbei.

Caught red-handed, Zhao Muze did not bear any responsibility for enjoying the benefits, but instead pushed all the problems onto Quan Jinbei, the victim. This shameless level was indeed hard for ordinary people to reach!