The Imperial Grandson Fakes His Death from the Start, and Old Zhu Begs Me to Ascend the Throne

After Zhu Canjie was caught in an accident, he transmigrated to the Great Ming. The moment he opened his eyes, he found himself in the body of a prince’s grandson who had died young!

Before the coffin lid could even be knocked open, a [System Starter Pack] exploded in his mind.

He smashed through the tomb wall with his fists and slipped away, caked in dirt, right under Zhu Yuanzhang’s nose!

He had just set up a barrier when he caught a stray dog stealing spirit herbs. He fired off a spirit-taming spell in response:

“Detected the bloodline of a Sky-Seeing Hou. Evolution paths unlocked!”

The stray dog instantly turned into a “divine hound” and called him “Master,” making the Embroidered Uniform Guards drop to their knees on the spot. “This dog has become a spirit?”

Liu Bowen was investigating a theft at the imperial mausoleum when he saw purple light shoot up from Mount Zhong!

The Embroidered Uniform Guards searched the mountain, but couldn’t even catch a glimpse of Zhu Canjie!

Once the System’s functions were activated, even immortals couldn’t find him!

Zhu Canjie took the opportunity to tame an old tortoise and unlocked the Longevity Arts:

“Choose the Black Tortoise evolution. From now on, you’ll be the Great Ming’s guardian deity!”

A carp came ashore, and Zhu Canjie waved a hand. The carp leaped over the Dragon Gate!

Within a few years, a golden dragon of the Great Ming churned the rivers and seas, a Kunpeng spread its wings and blotted out the sky, and the spirit-pet army of Mount Zhong crushed the demonic path!

The funeral procession for Zhu Biao came to Mount Zhong in tears. Zhu Canjie immediately performed a soul-returning spell: “Dad, stop lying down. Come cultivate immortality with me!”

Revived Zhu Biao saw the talking divine hound and promptly gave up his position as crown prince. “The Daoist of Untroubled Freedom is here! Whoever wants to be Crown Prince of the Great Ming can have the job!”

Zhu Yuanzhang arrived with his troops, only to see his “risen from the dead” grandson standing atop seven-colored auspicious clouds, surrounded by people of extraordinary powers.

Tears streamed down his face. “What a fine grandson! Grandpa will pass the throne on to you!”

Zhu Canjie smiled and waved him off. “What’s a throne compared to cultivating immortality?”