Especially in the past twenty or more years, Sunan has been busy advancing to Level 2 Wizard, rarely eting Kei, sotis going several years without seeing him.
At this mont, looking at Kei on the bed, with a head full of gray hair, face covered with wrinkles, showing signs of old age, Sunan couldn’t help but feel sowhat dazed.
The scene of the two brothers leading Black Stone City against Baron Owen seed as if it just happened yesterday.
Ti really flies too fast.
All the people around were also silent, standing quietly, fearing to make any noise that might disturb Sunan.
Just by looking at Sunan, whose appearance has remained youthful as if he were a young man in his twenties, and then looking at the elderly emperor on the bed, everyone is filled with an inexplicable feeling of absurdity.
It’s hard to imagine these two are only three years apart!
Is this the power of the Wizard?
"Cough... cough cough..."
A fit of coughing suddenly broke the silence in the bedchamber.
Kei woke up, opened his eyes, and the first thing he saw was Sunan standing by the bed, his eyes instantly lit up.
"Sunan, when... cough cough... when did you arrive?"
"Just arrived not long ago."
Sunan stepped forward, holding Kei to sit up while injecting the most healing Energy Particles from plants into his body.
As the plant Energy Particles were injected, Kei’s complexion instantly beca a bit rosy, and he stopped coughing.
But Sunan knows very well that this is just a temporary solution, not a cure.
Kei is not injured, but his life is nearing its end, even if he is a Level 2 Wizard, he cannot help a person whose lifespan is near its extinction defeat death.
Unless the person is a Wizard (Apprentice), there might be a slight chance.
"You all may leave."
Kei’s gaze swept over the crowd in the bedchamber and waved his hand.
Even at the terminal stage of life, no one dared to defy this emperor, so they complied and left with a bow.
Soon, the bedchamber beca quiet, leaving only Sunan and Kei.
"I can feel that my life is almost at its end," Kei sighed.
Sunan looked at him steadily, not comforting him, knowing that Kei wouldn’t need it.
Sure enough, Kei then smiled and said, "When our father was dying, he asked us brothers to revitalize the Yanest Clan, and we did it excellently. Now the entire Starlight Continent belongs to our clan!"
"The Yanest Clan is now undeniably the number one family, with glory spreading across the world."
Kei’s face showed a proud expression, then he gazed intently at Sunan.
"But I’m very aware, all of this is your credit; without you, with my ability, not to ntion revitalizing the clan, I would have long been dead in Black Stone City."
Sunan calmly responded, "I am also a part of the Yanest Clan."
Kei laughed and shook his head, "The long lifespan of Wizards inevitably dilutes the concept of family unless it’s a Wizard family like the Russell Clan. Otherwise, after I leave, the royal descendants will beco more distant from you."
"Of course, I’m not complaining to you, this situation is unavoidable, even commoners who are brothers face this, let alone Wizards."
"But I want to ask you sothing, I hope you will take care of the royal mbers in the future and let the royal family have more Wizard Apprentices."
After unifying the continent, Kei’s only remaining wish was to cultivate more Wizard Apprentices within the royal family, ensuring the Yanest Clan’s thriving prosperity.
Sunan also knew this, looking at his elder brother’s earnest eyes, nodded solemnly.
"I promise you, the Yanest Clan will always be the imperial family and will beco a powerful Wizard family in the future."
Receiving Sunan’s assurance, a relieved smile appeared on Kei’s wrinkled face.
"Now, I have no regrets left."
"Living for two hundred years, longer than many Wizard Apprentices, and with a large number of descendants, I’ve fulfilled my duty of expanding the Yanest Clan; I couldn’t be more satisfied."
Seemingly relieved, fatigue swept back once again, and Kei’s eyelids began to droop.
"Feeling tired, I’ll take another nap."
"Hmm."
Sunan assisted Kei in lying down again, watching him steadily close his eyes.
In his Spiritual Power perception, the life breath within Kei’s body was like a fla burning out, gradually weakening until it completely vanished.
After standing quietly by the bed for a mont, Sunan turned and left the bedchamber.
In the courtyard, everyone stood quietly waiting with varied expressions.
Until they saw Sunan push the door open and co out, they stirred slightly, but quickly cald down again.
"Uncle Ancestor."
Haylin was the first to co forward, hesitating to speak.
Sunan glanced at him and shook his head slightly.
Seeing this, everyone’s faces turned pale, realizing what had happened.
By the ti they regained their senses, Sunan had already disappeared.
Unable to restrain themselves any longer, everyone rushed into the bedchamber.
Soon, cries and screams rose one after another from inside.
...
In Starlight Calendar 1422, the Month of Autumn Curtain (October).
Kei Yanest, the founding emperor of the Starry Empire, passed away, the nation mourned.
In the sa year, during the Month of Frost (November), the first snow fell, marking the beginning of the grandest imperial funeral in Starlight Continent’s history.
The wake, funeral rites, procession, and burial — the solemn and grand funeral ceremony lasted for two whole months.
Only with the arrival of the new year did the funeral conclude.
In Starlight Calendar 1423, the Month of Winter Harp (January).
The crown prince, Abbott Yanest, ascended the throne, becoming the second emperor of the Starry Empire.
In the sa month, the most grandiose coronation ceremony in Starlight Continent’s history was held in the capital, Flash City.
Attendees included tens of thousands of high nobles and thousands of Wizard Apprentices.
This was after careful selection of qualified participants, otherwise the number would be even larger.
The ceremony was held in Imperial Palace Square.
In the seating section for Wizard Apprentices, Sherman looked at the newly appointed emperor wearing a crown, dressed in splendid attire, sitting on a gold throne embedded with Gemstones, a trace of emotion flickering on his face.
Attila, sitting next to Sherman, noticed his expression and quietly said, "What’s wrong, looking so thoughtful?"
"Nothing." Sherman shook his head, "I just increasingly feel life is really too short. If we can’t break through the final barrier, we will soon face the end of life."
"Then breakthrough it." Cole, sitting beside, responded without a second thought.
As key figures representing Sunan at the ceremony, the three were arranged at front seating, sitting together.
Hearing Cole’s words, Sherman smiled without speaking.
Currently, he is constructing the Talent Crystal Model, and has already reached the step of filling Spiritual Power.
Yet despite this, he cannot guarantee he can certainly cross that final step to beco an Official Wizard.
Level 3 Wizard Apprentices, in the final stages of life, mostly develop a sense of awareness.
He too feels his life has a maximum of ten or so years left, not exceeding twenty years.
If he cannot complete the final step before then, he faces turning into yellow earth.
Even with a resolute mind, Sherman occasionally feels anxious about it.
Under such circumstances, he truly envies Cole’s steadfastness.
Thoughts spinning, Sherman soon gathered his spirits, smiling and said, "I’ll begin seclusion once this ceremony ends, not coming out until I breakthrough the final step."
" too." Cole’s eyes glead, "Whether I can breakthrough depends on this last stretch of ti."
"Do you have enough Contribution Points to exchange for ten or twenty years’ usage rights of the training room?"
"More than enough."
Looking at Sherman and Cole conversing, a trace of confusion flickered in Attila’s eyes.
Sherman and Cole at least have hope for breakthrough, but she has none at all.
Ever since becoming the master’s disciple, her cultivation progress has always lagged behind Sherman and Cole.
Even now, Sherman and Cole are busy filling Spiritual Power, while she’s only just started constructing the Talent Crystal Model.
Under such circumstances, the hope of becoming a Wizard is extrely slim.
Even Xingyun stated that for her to beco a Wizard through conventional ans is nearly impossible.
Attila is unwilling to give up, but doesn’t know what path to take for her future.
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