Chapter 022: The Extraordinary Book

In terms of pure appearance, the Zi Yuan before Wang Bo was far more beautiful than the actress who played her in the story.

Calling her a national beauty was by no means an exaggeration.

Even Wang Bo couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration when he saw Zi Yuan.

No wonder the Dragon Emperor, who had unified the realm and seen every kind of beauty, would declare, 'General, this woman is mine alone.'

No wonder General Guo Ming, knowing full well that the Dragon Emperor had set his sights on this sorceress, still couldn't control himself and cuckolded the Dragon Emperor.

To be honest, if Zi Yuan hadn't been so stunningly beautiful, how could she have achieved this?

It was precisely because she was so extraordinarily beautiful that she captivated the Dragon Emperor and enchanted the general.

However, Wang Bo hadn't expected her to attack him outright, and with a blow aimed directly at his head—essentially showing no mercy. That was why he didn't suppress the backlash of his true qi, allowing the solar true qi to sweep out and leave the sorceress Zi Yuan battered and disheveled.

But this only added a touch of haggard beauty to the already stunning woman.

When Zi Yuan saw Wang Bo's face, she was stunned, looking very surprised, and spoke first: 'You are not the Dragon Emperor. Who are you?'

Wang Bo asked curiously, 'You attacked me just now because you mistook me for the Dragon Emperor?'

Zi Yuan forced herself to stand up and nodded, saying, 'Yes.'

'Why?' Wang Bo asked, intrigued.

'Because you are an emperor,' Zi Yuan said slowly. 'In this age, there are no more emperors. But you are an emperor, and you came seeking the Fountain of Eternal Life, so I mistook you for the Dragon Emperor.'

Wang Bo suddenly understood. 'So that's it.'

Wang Bo had once been an emperor in Xiao Bai's world, and although he later abdicated, he was still the King of the Lonely Mountain, ruling over the Lonely Mountain and Lake-town.

By Eastern standards, he was an emperor, and a reigning one at that.

As for how Zi Yuan could tell he was an emperor, it was actually quite simple: every person who has been an emperor is fundamentally different from ordinary people.

For instance, in the eyes of demons, those with heavy sins have black souls.

While the souls of good people are white.

As for ordinary people, their souls are a mix of black and white; the darker the color, the more wicked the person, and the lighter the color, the better the person.

By the same logic, this sorceress, who had lived for over two thousand years, could naturally distinguish between an ordinary person and an emperor.

Especially in a world like this, full of fantasy.

Wang Bo said, 'I may not be the Dragon Emperor, but you attacked me first, and I still want to punish you. However, if you hand over the book that cursed the Dragon Emperor, I will let you go.'

It was an extraordinary book, containing many secret arts.

Wang Bo remembered that this book was in Zi Yuan's hands; she had not only cursed the Dragon Emperor but also his entire army, turning them all into terracotta warriors.

That was an army of tens of thousands, cursed in one go and turned into terracotta warriors.

That was truly impressive.

Moreover, in the plot of The Mummy 3, Zi Yuan used this book, sacrificing her own and her daughter's immortality, to summon the spirits of those who built the Great Wall, preventing the Dragon Emperor's terracotta army from entering.

How many people died building the Great Wall back then?

Some say hundreds of thousands, others say millions. Wang Bo thought that number might be exaggerated, but at least a hundred thousand or so.

Summoning back over a hundred thousand spirits at the mere cost of her own immortality was already a very good deal.

Thus, the book in Zi Yuan's possession was undoubtedly an extraordinary one.

So Wang Bo wanted it badly.

Upon hearing Wang Bo's words, Zi Yuan's eyes flickered a few times, and she said slowly, 'Your subject does not know which book Your Majesty refers to.'

She had kept that extraordinary book by her side for two thousand years and knew its contents by heart. It was precisely because she knew its contents that she understood how terrifying it was.

If it fell into the hands of someone with ill intentions, it would surely stir up a storm of bloodshed.

Although Zi Yuan wasn't sure which historical emperor Wang Bo was, she knew that few emperors were good. In thousands of years of Chinese history, from top to bottom, how many wise rulers were there? She didn't dare to gamble.

What if Wang Bo was a tyrant? Handing the extraordinary book to a tyrant would surely plunge the world into chaos and make life unbearable for the people.

Meanwhile, as Wang Bo and Zi Yuan began their conversation,

Hela, ignoring everyone, walked to the pool, looked at the shimmering Fountain of Eternal Life, and lightly beckoned. The water of the fountain flew into her hand, forming a palm-sized orb. She gently inhaled, drawing the orb into her mouth. The Fountain of Eternal Life began to take effect, its power penetrating deep into Hela's cells.

For a moment, Hela felt her whole body heat up, undergoing a transformation as if reborn.

Hela didn't feel she had become immortal, but her lifespan had increased several times over.

This made Hela think the Fountain of Eternal Life was not living up to its name.

But soon she realized a problem: perhaps she had drunk too little of the fountain.

So she opened her mouth and sucked, and the water from the pool flew into her mouth. As a large amount of the fountain entered her body, Hela underwent a powerful transformation.

Especially her lifespan, which began to skyrocket at an astonishing rate: several times, dozens of times, hundreds of times... When her lifespan reached about three hundred times its original length, the effect of the fountain gradually diminished.

By then, the water in the pool had decreased by at least half.

At that moment, Hela stopped absorbing.

The Fountain of Eternal Life was something Wang Bo had led her to find; she had to leave some for him.

But when she heard Wang Bo and Zi Yuan's conversation, she couldn't help shaking her head. 'You're too merciful.'

Wang Bo was taken aback.

'You should do this.' Hela flashed in front of Zi Yuan, raised her hand, and grabbed Zi Yuan's neck. 'Tell me, where is that book? Speak, and I might spare your life.'

Zi Yuan was startled and quickly said, 'Your subject truly does not know which book you two are looking for.'

Hela sneered. 'No one can lie in front of me. Perhaps I should interrogate your soul; it will never deceive me.'

With that, Hela yanked hard, pulling Zi Yuan's soul out of her body. Forcibly separated from her body and soul, Zi Yuan couldn't help but let out a hysterical scream.

Aaaaaaaah...

'Tell me, where have you hidden that book?' Hela was curious; what kind of extraordinary book was it that even Wang Bo wanted to get his hands on?