Chapter 509 The High Pries (1/2)

After a night of drinking, Emperor Xia was still full of vigor. To put it another way, he has not felt tiredness in a long time, as he practically had unlimited energy. Fitness that knew no bounds coupled with a high intelligence made him into the strong person he is today.

Emperor Xia arranged for his carriages and left the main hall. The palace maids and eunuchs were far behind him. Emperor Xia passed through a garden and reached a Jade lake. The gleaming waves were like mirrors, and the grass spanned thousands of acres.

This lake was the biggest in the kingdom. Water from the sky above and the ground below were drawn in. Spiritual vigor was accumulated. All of this formed the lake. It took 30 years to complete and costed the lives of 20,000 slaves.

The clear waters of the lake masked the immense amount of blood and tears behind its conception.

At the heart of the lake was a pavilion. It was the only thing in this boundless expanse of water. This kind of beautiful scenery could only be captured at its best in the pavilion.

The palace maids and eunuchs could only stay by the lakeside. Emperor Xia took one step and reached the waters. With another step, he was already present in the pavilion at the heart of the lake. Inside the pavilion there stood a person, a thin body as viewed from behind, and shrouded in a black robe. Just like ink, the person's hair was equally black and gradually reached the waist, like a waterfall that started from the shoulders. The hands that peeked out from the long sleeves were white as jade, with long and beautiful fingers. Both hands were clasped at the back, and the person was looking out at the similarly white waters of the lake.

Emperor Xia exhaustedly looked at the sky, and carelessly muttered, ”Ever since I was young, I have never let anyone here. This time you best have a reason for me.”

The person slowly turned, and the boundless light that radiated from his back gathered to become a picture, and he was the person in the picture, the main character. He was wearing a green copper mask. The surface of the masked looked like it was covered in a layer of fog. In the midst of the blur, a pair of eyes could be seen. One could clearly see the profound quietness at the corner of those eyes, as if it was the darkness of the void.

His silent gaze landed on Emperor Xia. Faced with the strongest person of this era in the country, his expression and posture was leisurely. Emperor Xia stared at him intently without wavering his gaze.

”The chancellors all said that you were not tolerant and generous towards people. What harm would it be to show that magnanimous side of yours?”

”I do not care at all what others think of me.”

”Saying that you do not care just goes to show that you do.”

”You being ill does not give you the right to be presumptuous towards me.”

The man with the black robe and the green copper mask was the High Priest of Xia Kingdom. No one knew his age. The same could be said of his abilities.

While the strongest man in Da Xia was Emperor Xia, the most mysterious person in Da Xia was the High Priest.

The High Priest coughed and used a silk cloth to wipe his mouth. Blotches of dark coloured blood stained the cloth.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Slight concern could be seen in Emperor Xia's eyes, and it looked genuine.

”Do not worry. It is hard for me to continue living, and equally as hard for me to die within a short time.” Slowly and methodically, the High Priest took out a bright red medicine pill and swallowed it.

Emperor Xia said, ”Alright then. You must find a way to keep on living regardless of what happens. Surely the day will come when I am able to find a way to cure your illness.”

The High Priest gazed upon Emperor Xia, ”It matters not if I cannot be cured. I have lived for a long time.”