Chapter 153: Emperor or Overlord?
Blue Moon Imperial City.
Inside the colossal and awe-inspiring Imperial Palace, crafted with heavenly jade and celestial stones, the sun cast golden rays across the polished marble floors. Silken curtains fluttered softly as wind brushed past the archways, carrying with it the scent of blooming moonlotus from the Royal Garden.
At the tallest balcony of the palace, a man stood, draped in a long imperial robe embroidered with azure dragons and phoenixes. A regal crown adorned his head, the sapphire gem at its center reflecting the midday light. His sharp gaze swept over the cityscape before him. Countless rooftops, market squares, banners, and crowds of commoners lay beneath his view. It was a kingdom thriving under the peace his ancestors built and he now ruled.
This was the Emperor of Blue Moon, Sovereign of the Eastern Sky, a Martial Saint whose presence demanded reverence.
His moment of silent contemplation was suddenly interrupted.
Tut, tut, tut...
Hurried footsteps echoed through the gold-inlaid corridors. A eunuch, wearing the crimson robes of palace servants, came stumbling into view, sweat pouring from his wrinkled brow.
"Y-Your Majesty!" he called, panting heavily, barely able to hold the scroll in his hand steady.
The Emperor turned his gaze slowly, one brow rising with mild displeasure.
"What news could be so urgent that you would dare disturb this emperor’s peace?" His tone was calm, but carried the chill of winter frost.
The eunuch immediately dropped to his knees and bowed until his forehead touched the floor.