#545 - I, Emperor Nan, am destined to be the emperor of this era!
Heaven and earth underwent a tremendous change, and a great era was revived.
The golden age ushered in its most brilliant era.
Not only martial artists, but even ordinary people were excited by this, and within a few days, the illnesses that had plagued them disappeared completely.
Many elderly people, who had already reached the end of their lives and were bedridden, became more energetic and gradually regained their strength in these few days.
They were not only able to get out of bed and walk, but even able to carry farm tools and work in the fields.
The vegetation in the mountains and the crops in the fields grew rapidly, and the harvest cycle was greatly shortened.
Among ordinary mortals, even the elderly could walk as if flying.
A tremendous change in heaven and earth altered the physical condition of all living beings, improved their physiques, and made them stronger than before.
Such a dreamlike change made all living beings feel as if they were in a dream for a time, feeling very unreal.
"This should have been my duty, but I was forced to purify the darkness back then and was trapped in the Xuanyuan Secret Realm.
Fortunately, this ancient star has long since developed a star's will.
Now that the ancient star's will has awakened, it is giving back to all living beings, giving the world hope for the era, but I don't know what kind of ending this great era will eventually have…"
In the center of the Great Zhou Capital, the Little World Tree has lush branches and leaves.
Its thousand-foot-high trunk is like a giant umbrella, supporting the sky.
Her roots, like the earth's veins, extend for thousands of miles, turning this area into blessed land like a paradise, within the range, all the streams and rivers have become spiritual springs, and even earth milk gushes out from the mountain rocks, with auspicious clouds lingering in the air.
This kind of scene is like a fairyland.
In the Great Zhou, the most spiritually rich place is the Zhuxian Sword Sect.
The Little World Tree naturally takes special care of Jun Wuxie's sect.
Her roots are most densely distributed in the area of the Zhuxian Sword Sect, making the spiritual energy gathered there far beyond comparison to other places.
The spiritually rich places in the Great Zhou now have a very clear hierarchy.
Among them, the Zhuxian Sword Sect is the most prominent, followed by the Imperial Palace, the temporary residence of the Xuanyuan clan, the Royal Academy being built, then the military camps and various middle and lower-level academies, and finally the remaining areas.
The changes in the Great Zhou have long attracted the attention of the world's forces, but they do not seem to be coming to make trouble, and have been very calm.
Now, the ancient star has revived, and many unknown mountains and rivers have appeared one after another, attracting the attention of the world's forces.
In these few days, various forces have already sent people to some areas to investigate the situation.
Time passed quickly.
Autumn passed and winter came, and in the blink of an eye, several months had passed.
The Zhuxian Sword Sect, which was originally sparsely populated and extremely quiet, is now bustling with people.
There are more than ten thousand unfamiliar faces here, all children aged three to six, each with bright and intelligent eyes, sitting cross-legged in the square in front of the Zhuxian Hall, listening to Tian Jianyi explain the basics of cultivation and teach the sword path.
Among them, nine children are sitting in the front, their expressions focused and serious, five boys and four girls.
They are the people with the best talent, the strongest comprehension, the most resolute will, and the most suitable character that Tian Jianyi has selected from among the tens of thousands of people, and are being cultivated as personal disciples.
"Grandmaster Grandpa, Grandmaster Grandpa!" A little girl raised her small hand high, with a delicate and lovely appearance, and her big, bright eyes were full of curiosity: "The sword technique we are practicing is called [Zhuxian Sword Technique], are there really immortals in this world?"
"Of course there are."
Tian Jianyi's eyes were gentle, and the Phoenix Empress sat beside him, holding a little girl in her arms, only a little over a year old, sucking on a pacifier, while turning her bright eyes, curiously looking at the little sister who asked the question.
"Grandmaster Grandpa, Grandmaster Grandpa, where are the immortals?"
The little girl who asked the question is called Jun Nian'er, named after the surname of Sect Master Jun Wuxie.
All nine personal disciples are orphans and had no names before.
After arriving at the Zhuxian Sword Sect, Su Lan and Qin Keqing and others named them.
Tian Jianyi said with a smile: "In a very, very far away place, Nian'er, you have to work hard to cultivate, and in the future, when you have the ability to go there, you will naturally be able to see the so-called immortals."
At this time, the little girl in the Phoenix Empress's arms took off the pacifier and, imitating Tian Jianyi's words, said in a childish voice: "Very far… very far away."
After saying that, she smacked her lips and took a sip of milk.
"Ya ya, Little Martial Aunt, why do you have to drink milk every day? Look, we don't drink milk anymore."
Nian'er and a little girl named Jun Ling'er laughed, and even scratched their pink faces with their hands: "Shame, shame, shame~ Little Martial Aunt is still breastfeeding~"
"Hmph~ You laugh at me, when Sect Master Senior Brother comes back, I'll have him spank your butts~"
She sucked on the pacifier, her words were unclear, her voice was childish, and she looked fierce.
"Little Martial Aunt, we are the personal disciples of Sect Master Master, he won't be willing to hit us."
A little boy named Jun Bai snorted.
"You little fellows, don't listen carefully to the Grandmaster's explanation of the way of cultivation, what are you arguing with your Little Martial Aunt about? She's so young, don't you know to give in a little?"
Grandpa Jiu, Chu Jingtian, walked from afar, and when he arrived in front of Tian Jianyi and the Phoenix Empress, he knelt down and bowed respectfully.
"I've told you so many times, there's no need to kneel when you see us."
Tian Jianyi shook his head and lifted him up with a wave of his hand.
Grandpa Jiu smiled sheepishly, his expression like a child in front of him.
"Grandmaster, Grandmaster, they bullied me~"
The little girl broke free from the Phoenix Empress's arms, sucked on the pacifier, and staggered towards Grandpa Jiu, starting to complain, causing the children in the square to burst into laughter.
"They bullied Little Fanyin, next time Grandmaster will spank their butts!"
Grandpa Jiu pretended to be fierce, immediately making Little Fanyin giggle, her eyes narrowed with laughter.
… …
In the small courtyard near the peach forest of the Zhuxian Sword Sect.
Qin Keqing sat in front of a bluestone table, with a thick pile of jade slips piled up in front of her, containing information about the Great Zhou Dynasty's construction of academies and various engineering trivial matters that she was helping Lingfei to read.
But at this moment, her mind was not on these jade slips, facing the peach forest, she was lost in thought.
Su Lan looked at her, and then turned her gaze to Lingfei.
"Keqing, are you worried about your family?"
Lingfei put down the jade slip in her hand and said softly.
Qin Keqing came back to her senses, sighed, and said: "The Southern Emperor left seclusion yesterday, will he vent his anger on the Hunter Guild?"
"This person is very arrogant. Yesterday, after leaving seclusion, he announced to the outside world that regardless of whether he knew about the marriage between the two families before, since the Hunter Guild had mentioned it, then you are his person, whether you are willing or not is not important, and no one can defy his will."
Su Lan said in this way, her words full of anger.
"The Southern Emperor is extremely strong. After saying those words yesterday, strong people from the Yuling Sect and the Yaowang Sect responded, saying that marriage should be based on mutual affection, and that if Sister Keqing willingly follows the Young Master, the Southern Emperor should not mention this matter again.
As a result, the Southern Emperor took action forcefully and severely injured the strong people of the two sects.
He now seems unstoppable, but Sister Keqing doesn't need to worry.
It's been several months, and the Young Master should be coming back soon."
Qin Keqing was a little nervous, and said: "Do you think Wuxie will be his opponent?
The two from the Yuling Sect and the Yaowang Sect are guardians, and such figures were unable to withstand a single move in front of the Southern Emperor!
Those who have seen him all say that the Southern Emperor has stepped into the Saint Sect realm, and is a peerless genius in the legendary realm…"
Su Lan was immediately silent, and there was inevitably a bit of worry in her eyes.
The Young Master is very strong, and she believes that he will be invincible at the same level.
But the Southern Emperor is also a genius in the legendary realm, and his realm is already Saint Sect, which is much higher than the Young Master, with the suppression of the Saint Sect realm barrier…
"You shouldn't have such thoughts, who is the Young Master, would he not be able to defeat the Southern Emperor?"
Lingfei smiled lightly and said: "Don't worry, several months have passed, is it possible that the Young Master's realm has stagnated?"
"I don't know how he is doing in the Binhai Secret Land.
It's been several months, why hasn't he come back yet…"
… …
At the same time, near the Great Zhou Capital.
A stretch of thunderclouds spanning thousands of miles came across the sky, as if the dark sky was about to fall to the ground, making people breathless.
This caused the city of the Great Zhou to suddenly fall into darkness, and everyone looked up at the sky.
That was a man wearing silver clothes, carrying thousands of miles of thunderclouds into the sky above the capital.
He was slender and strong, with electric light lingering all over his body, and even the dense black hair was flashing with electric arcs.
The man's eyes shot out cold electricity, extremely sharp, looking down from the sky.
Everyone was horrified, who is this person, such power is too terrible, the aura of thunder makes people's hearts want to split, and they feel an uncontrollable fear in their hearts.
"The Southern Emperor Young Master of the Yunling Nan family, is it a bit rude to break into my Great Zhou Capital like this?"
From the Xuanyuan clan's residence, two peak Saint Sects came out together.
Only then did everyone know that the person who came was actually the madman Southern Emperor who had left seclusion some time ago and severely injured the two guardians of the Yuling Sect and the Yaowang Sect!
It seems that this time, the visitor is not kind!
"Are you people from the Xuanyuan clan?" The Southern Emperor carried his hands on his back, his tone indifferent: "I heard that you were invited by Jun Wuxie to sit in the Great Zhou?"
"That's right, Southern Emperor, you came here…"
Rumble!
Before the strong man of the Xuanyuan clan could finish speaking, the Southern Emperor suddenly threw out his fist.
Suddenly, thousands of miles of thunderclouds rioted, and endless lightning filled the sky, gathering in his fist.
The pupils of the two strong men of the Xuanyuan clan shrank, and they offered their battle swords with a clang, the sword energy crisscrossing and covering the sky,迎击 Southern Emperor.
As a result, there was a sound of metal breaking.
The fist print wrapped in the power of thunder was unstoppable and extremely domineering, shattering all the sword energy.
With a bang.
The defenses of the two strong men of the Xuanyuan clan were broken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and the whole person was blown away hundreds of meters, with electric light crackling on their bodies, a piece of scorched black, and suffered heavy damage.
"Southern Emperor, you!"
The two peak Saint Sects were shocked and angry, this person was so arrogant, he took action for no reason and injured them here!
“It seems that the peak Sacred Sect of the Xuanyuan Clan is nothing more than this. A king of the ages, vulnerable to a single blow!” The Southern Emperor, with one hand behind his back, his thick black hair, crackling with electricity, danced wildly. Looking down, he surveyed the entire city and said, “Since you were invited here by someone named Jun, you must bear the consequences! If you are not convinced, let all the Sacred Sects of your clan come at me together! I, the Southern Emperor, am invincible beneath the Half-Sage realm!”
“Little brat, you have quite the big mouth.”
The Great Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan appeared, standing in front of the two peak Sacred Sects with one hand behind his back.
“Half-Sage?” The Southern Emperor narrowed his eyes and said, “What? Does a Half-Sage want to fight me? Come and try, what do I have to fear?”
“Naturally, you have nothing to fear. Your mouth, Southern Emperor, is tougher than anything. If this old man were to strike, I could slap you to death with one hand. However, as a Half-Sage, I do not wish to bother with the likes of you. When Wuxie returns, he will naturally crush you.”
The Great Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan spoke calmly.
“Hahaha!” The Southern Emperor laughed wildly, unrestrainedly arrogant. “Half-Sage? You have only cultivated for a thousand years longer than I, the Southern Emperor. As for that Jun Wuxie you speak of, he is merely a slightly stronger ant. I cannot wait to crush him!”
“Arrogant! Just wait until Lord Jun returns, and we'll see how you can still be so rampant!”
The people of Great Zhou were enraged by his words. Lord Jun was their faith, and they would not allow anyone to demean him!
“You people of Great Zhou, listen to me! I have emerged from seclusion. The engagement between the Hunter Union and my Nan family should come to an end. Tell him, in ten days, to bring that slut Qin Keqing back to the Hunter Union. At that time, I will personally kill that shameless harlot Qin Keqing! As for Jun Wuxie, if he is willing to kneel and beg for mercy in public, I might consider only chaining him up and raising him like a dog, sparing his worthless life!”
“Bastard!”
The people of Great Zhou trembled with anger.
The Southern Emperor ignored the crowd's fury. He stood in the high sky, his gaze turned towards the direction of the Immortal Slaughter Sword Sect, his voice like thunder, resounding through the world: “Qin Keqing, you slut! In ten days, at the Hunter Union, if you do not come, I will chop off your grandfather's limbs and pickle him in a jar to make a human pig!”
“I, the Southern Emperor, am destined to be the Emperor of this era, the Emperor of the world. The Emperor cannot be humiliated!”
He was high above, looking down upon the world. That invincible confidence from the depths of his bones made him exude a heart-palpitating aura.
Everyone was furious, but the Great Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan remained calm and said, “Southern Emperor, have you finished speaking? Do you have any more nonsense to spout?”
The Southern Emperor had a cold smile on the corner of his lips and said, “Great Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan, in ten days, I will lead Jun Wuxie, that dog, to you for a walk. At that time, I am looking forward to the Great Elder's expression. Will it be very exciting?”
After he finished speaking, he left through the air.
The thousand miles of thunderclouds followed, moving quickly. The blocked sunlight fell down, and the capital city returned to daylight.
“Great Elder, why did you let him leave like that? That Southern Emperor brat is too arrogant!”
The injured peak Sacred Sect of the Xuanyuan Clan was very angry. They had never formed a feud with the Southern Emperor, but the other party came and directly attacked without saying a word. This was outrageous.
How dare the young master of the Nan family act so wildly in front of the Xuanyuan Clan? Even the Tianjing Sect would not dare to be so arrogant!
The Great Elder glanced at them indifferently and said, “You have been wronged today, but the protagonist of this matter is not the Xuanyuan Clan, but Wuxie. He will naturally deal with the Southern Emperor's arrogant arrogance.”
“This…”
The two peak Sacred Sects were speechless at this remark.
“This era belongs to the young people. It is better for us old guys to watch the show. Furthermore, you peak Sacred Sects cannot defeat him, a person who has just entered the Sacred Sect. If I, a Half-Sage, were to take action, wouldn't I be laughed at?”
“Then, according to you, any powerful young genius can run over and kill the Sacred Sect of our clan in the future…”
The two of them muttered in a low voice.
“Why don't you understand? If Wuxie weren't involved, this old man would naturally take action to suppress or kill him. But since Wuxie is here, why should this old man take action? The Nan family wants to kill Wuxie, but doesn't Wuxie also have killing intent towards the people of the Nan family? This is precisely the opportunity for him to vent his killing intent, and we must not take it away from him.”
“Alright.”
The two peak Sacred Sects no longer dwelled on this matter.
“Alas, Wuxie has been in the secret land of the Sea Demons of the Eastern Wilderness for several months. I don't know what he encountered inside that delayed him for so long. Ten days, he must return within these ten days, lest he miss it…”
The Great Elder of the Xuanyuan Clan muttered to himself.
…
Eastern Wilderness border, Seaside Ancient Town.
This place is completely different from a few months ago. The entire ancient town has been built to be very prosperous. There is an endless stream of tourists on the streets, especially a certain restaurant in the city, where the line in front of the door stretches for several miles, almost reaching the entrance of the town.
In the ancient town, the most lively place is the area where the Sword of the Sword Saint is suspended.
Many warriors gather there, some admiring the kneeling posture of the Half-Sage, and some sitting and comprehending the sword intent.
This area is surrounded, with only one entrance and one exit.
To enter, you must spend a lot of spirit coins to buy tickets.
In these months, the ancient town has received tens of billions of tourists from all over the world, all of whom are warriors.
The income from spirit coins has reached a terrifying number.
The managers operating here watch the spirit coins rolling into their accounts like crazy every day. The numbers keep rolling over, and they are almost smiling from ear to ear.
In just a few months, the book turnover has reached tens of quadrillions!
That is equivalent to the warriors who come here for tourism spending an average of ten thousand spirit coins.
It seems like not much when spread out, but when combined, the number is extremely terrifying!
The main source of income is still the tickets sold to admire the Sword of the Sword Saint. Warriors of high realms flock to it, just to feel the sword intent of the Sword Saint up close, hoping to gain some insights from it.
