Mass Transmigration: I Have an Armory

In the royal treasury of the imperial palace, there are many life-defining magic weapons, and only the princes and princesses of all generations can enter to make contracts. ♦♗  ♦♦

But the emperor is about to reach level 46, and will soon become the peak of the combat power of this era. He still has the right to let Tianyuan go to the royal treasury to pick a life-defining magic weapon.

——In the primitive world, there has been no strong man of level 47 for 20,000 to 30,000 years.

"Emperor, this is against the rules. How can an outsider like me enter the royal treasury?" Tian Yuan said in an old voice, "I have sent people to help me collect several life-defining magic weapons, so you don't need to worry about it."

"How can that be?"

The emperor frowned slightly: "Each of the life-defining magic weapons in the royal treasury is very powerful, and their original owners are at least above level 45. Can the life-defining magic weapons you collected from the outside world compare? Your previous black and white chessboard was a product of more than 200,000 years ago. The divine power contained in it has almost disappeared, and its power is less than one-tenth of the original. Otherwise, how could those two little chosen ones be your opponents?"

In fact, deep in the heart of the emperor, he still blamed Tian Yuan.

He said a long time ago that he would let Tian Yuan change a life-defining magic weapon. His black and white chessboard has no divine power after years of baptism.

But Tian Yuan has always had a special liking for the black and white chessboard and is unwilling to change it.

If he had changed to a more powerful divine weapon earlier, Di Yuan might not have died...

Tian Yuan was silent for a moment, shook his head and said: "Emperor, let's not talk about this first, how is your injury?"

Emperor said calmly: "It's just a minor injury, teacher, don't worry."

Tian Yuan continued: "That night, you flew back to the imperial capital covered in blood, and many people saw you. Now there are rumors everywhere in the imperial capital that you are dying. If you are fine, you should go out and stabilize the people's hearts."

Emperor heard this and snorted coldly: "These people are looking forward to my death."

Suddenly, a gleam of light flashed in the eyes of the emperor, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly: "That's right, I am indeed going to die..."

"Emperor, you are..." Tian Yuan looked at the emperor in a daze, not knowing why he said such a thing.

"Teacher, listen to me in detail..."

In the secret room, the emperor and Tian Yuan whispered and conspired all night.

The next morning, Tian Yuan walked out of the secret room in a trance and returned to his residence.

Along the way, many eunuchs and palace maids were secretly looking at Tian Yuan.

The bedroom of the eldest prince Di Bai.

A palace maid reported carefully: "Your Highness, the eldest prince, the imperial teacher Tian Yuan stayed in the secret room of the emperor last night. When he went back this morning, there were still traces of tears on his face."

Di Bai looked solemn and whispered in a low voice: "Could it be that my father, a rare genius in cultivation, is really going to die?"

"There is someone in this world who can kill my father? Who could it be?"

"I have to go and see my father in person. If he is really dying, the throne should be passed on to me."

As the eldest son of the emperor, Di Bai's cultivation talent is not bad.

He is only in his early 50s now, but he is already level 41, which is completely a rare genius in a century.

"Come here, prepare the sedan chair... Forget it, I can go alone." Di Bai stood up and strode out of the bedroom.

Except for the eldest prince, the other princes and princesses also wanted to see the emperor.

If the emperor is really dying, then they should prepare and start to fight for the throne.

For a while, all the princes and princesses came to the emperor's bedroom, wanting to see the emperor.

But the emperor only had two words: no see.

No one.

A month passed quickly, during which time, the emperor saw no one except Tianyuan.

And every time Tianyuan left the secret room, he looked dazed and sad.

This also made the princes and princesses more certain of their thoughts: the emperor is really going to die!

The princes and princesses began to gather forces and accumulate strength.

But they were still restrained, because no one knew what the emperor was like without seeing him in person.

The transfer of responsibility took place half a month later, and it was exactly two months after the battle in Liuyun City.

On this day, the Emperor summoned all the princes and princesses for the first time.

The princes and princesses gathered in the secret room, looking at the haggard and distracted Emperor in front of them, and were secretly shocked.

It turned out that the rumor was true, and the Emperor really didn't live long!

"Father!" The third prince Di Qi fell to his knees and cried, "You... What's wrong with you, Father!"

The Emperor's voice was hoarse, but he still maintained his last dignity, and said coldly: "Stand up! Crying and sobbing, how can it be? How can my son, Di Xin, be so useless? Cough cough cough..."

Just saying a word with a little force, the Emperor kept coughing and coughing up a lot of blood.

All the princes and princesses were shocked. It turned out that the Emperor was already injured to this extent!

"Father, please stop talking..."

Di Qi hurried forward, helped Emperor Zun to sit down slowly, and at the same time transferred his limited magic power into Emperor Zun's body, wanting to help Emperor Zun heal his wounds.

Emperor Zun glanced at his third son.

Among all his children, the third prince Di Qi had the worst talent and was the son that Emperor Zun looked down upon the most.

Who would have thought that this son whom he despised the most would still want to heal him when he was dying?

Look at the other princes and princesses, they all looked at the emperor eagerly, wishing that the emperor would die in the next second.

"Ahem, okay, Diqi, I'm fine."

The emperor said, and glanced at the princes and princesses coldly, "I heard that you all want to see me, so let you see me. Now you have seen me, if there is nothing else, then go away."

The princes and princesses looked at each other and said respectfully: "Your son will leave!"

Soon, only the third prince Diqi was left in the whole secret room.

The emperor looked at him coldly: "Why don't you leave? What are you doing here?"

Diqi knelt on the ground and sobbed: "Father, please let your son stay here to take care of you!"

The emperor was slightly stunned. Born in an imperial family, it was the first time he felt the meaning of the word "affection".

He finally let Diqi stay.

In the following days, Emperor Zun's condition became worse and worse, and he often coughed violently, coughing out his internal organs.

Other princes were fighting for the throne, fighting and bleeding.

Only Di Qi took care of Emperor Zun's daily life and meals, and kept collecting various elixirs to try to cure Emperor Zun.

But how could he cure a person who pretended to be sick?

On this day, Di Qi ran back to the imperial palace from outside the city with a pill in his hand and looked excited.

The eldest prince Di Bai stopped him halfway: "Third brother, what are you so happy about? Tell me."

Di Qi happily raised the elixir in his hand: "Big brother, look! This is the elixir made by the Lord of Haoyue Empire himself. It is said to have the effect of bringing the dead back to life. Our father is saved!"

Di Bai looked at him coldly: "Third brother, third brother, should I say you are stupid, or are you stupid?"

That night, Emperor Zun lay on the stone slab in the secret room for a whole night, and he didn't wait for Di Qi to go out to find medicine for him.