Zhu Youji's Inner Thoughts

Yangguan Town, an abandoned manor.

Zhu Youji sat motionless in the room, as silent as death itself.

The entire manor was enveloped in eerie quietness.

Suddenly, a strong heartbeat echoed through the silence.

"Thump!"

The heartbeat was robust, with a subtle yet mysterious rhythm.

As the heartbeat grew stronger, Zhu Youji's body gradually awakened.

The sluggish flow of blood seemed to return to normal, circulating rapidly.

The innate true qi within him followed the pathways of the meridians, condensing into primordial energy.

Dragon-like roars reverberated within his acupoints as if a real dragon was awakening.

Zhu Youji abruptly opened his eyes, the clarity within them seeming to have experienced millennia of emotions, sending shivers down one's spine.

This new enlightenment, unlike his previous life as an emperor or his choice to pursue Buddhism, was more akin to a scholar's self-refinement.