Eternal Cultivation of Alchemy - Chapter 1847

Chapter 1847 The Funeral

Alex's family of 5 and King Wan made their way through the Ebony Kingdom, from where they would go past the Ebony Mountains to enter the Azure Kingdoms, to make their way to the Dragon Capital.

King Wan sat quietly on the ship while the people around him talked about the various beautiful sceneries and landscapes of the Eastern Continent.

"King Wan, I do not see your two guards with you. Where are they?" Alex asked.

"Every advisor that had been placed alongside us has been called back to the capital. We have been left without them since the war ended and you... you killed the Dragon Emperor."

That was something the man still found quite hard to believe.

"I see. Also, I'm curious. You had those weird rules that the Dragon Emperor set upon you. Are you free of those?" Alex asked.Tôp novel updates on n/(o)/v/elb/in(.)com

"Honestly, I'm not sure. Not that it matters to me," the King said. "As soon as this is all over with, I plan on abdicating. I got this throne while allowing the Dragon Emperor to actively ruin the sect that brought me up. I wish to return to them and help them return to prominence once again."

"I see," Alex said. "I wish you all the luck for that."

With the silver moon hanging high in the sky, Alex and the rest made their way through the illuminated land of the Eastern Continent, arriving at a large campsite where the palace used to be previously.

Long Huan and Hannah welcomed them all, giving them their places to stay.

"How are you holding up?" Alex asked. "I know it can be a hard thing."

"I'm doing... honestly, I'm not doing that well," Long Huan said. "I thought I would be fine, but then... then I went through my brother's belongings and..."

Alex narrowed his eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked.

Long Huan sighed and gestured for Alex to come inside the tent with him. Alex walked in, leaving his family with Hannah, and went to talk with the prince.

"I found this in my brother's belongings. It... explains why my father did the things he did. As far as I can understand, it all seems to be true," Long Huan said and handed Alex a talisman.

Alex took the talisman and read through it. As he read it, he was completely taken aback by the information he found written in it.

"Hmm, yes? Sorry, what were you saying?" Alex asked.

"What's wrong? You... look worried," Long Huan said.

"I..." Alex took a deep breath. "I'm a little worried indeed. Excuse me, I think I need some air."

Alex walked out of the room, somewhat concerned about what he had learned. The Dragon Emperor had learned his prophecy from the wells, just like he had, and had tried to stop it completely.

Alex had ignored most of his prophecies lately simply because the chances of them all coming true was a lot less considering prophecies itself could not be trusted all that much.

However, the Dragon Emperor's prophecies had indeed come true. Had that been just a freak chance, or were the wells just that accurate?

Was his own mortality something he had to think about now?

Alex closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm himself. 'The Dragon Emperor tried to stop it and failed miserably. If it is meant to happen, there is nothing I can do to stop it,' he thought. 'Even if it means that I know how I will die.'

The other prophecies mattered little to him. It was only the prophecy of his death that worried him, and now, he understood that he couldn't worry about it.

At least, he couldn't go the same route as the Dragon Emperor.

After a few more hours passed, it was time for the funeral.

The funeral of the previous Emperor and his first heir was broadcast throughout the entire continent for everyone to see. Most of the Newsbaords had been fixed and put back to work, so it was put to work.

Long Huan and Long Hanjue were the two who did the ritual for the funeral while others simply sat watching. Zhan Luoyang, as the Crown Prince's fiancee was also in some way a major part of the funeral too.

The Empress was there too, wearing fully black, but she did not say or do a single thing throughout the entire funeral. It was as though she had come to the funeral of someone she barely knew.

In a way, that was true.

The funeral ended by the time the sun was two-thirds of the way to the zenith and bodies of the dead were cremated.

Everyone gave one final bow to the dead and left.