The once-quiet Blue Sky Sword Sea quickly became lively after gaining three thousand disciples.
The Eight Saints of Azure Sky now had something to do, as they needed to teach these disciples.
Chen Xia also had his own matters to attend to, as Emperor Capital came to find him, angrily telling Chen Xia:
"Brother Chen, a few old geezers refuse to give you face. Their attitude is extremely bad, and they're unwilling to submit. They even want you to apologize to them in person, or else they'll harass the Blue Sky Sword Sea."
Chen Xia frowned and asked, "Who?"
Emperor Capital took out his list, which already had names circled, and pointed out the uncooperative Great Saints.
There were three in total.
All of them were veteran Great Saints from the Star Region, remnants from the previous great era, and quite familiar with the Blue Sky Sword Sea, which is why they had the courage to oppose.
Chen Xia nodded and said to Emperor Capital, "Come with me, and bring along White Emperor who guards the gate. We'll go together to have a reasonable discussion."
"Alright, alright!" Emperor Capital quickly nodded, his face beaming with joy. He had long disliked these three Great Saints, and now with Chen Xia backing him up, he became excited and turned to fetch his beloved beast.
Indeed, White Emperor had now become Emperor Capital's cherished beast, likened to a general's beloved horse.
Emperor Capital actually did ride on White Emperor when traveling.
Fortunately, White Emperor could shapeshift, so it didn't look too out of place. Otherwise, it would have been a bizarre sight of a person riding another person.
The three of them set off unhurriedly, preparing to visit the nearest Great Saint.
Zheng Yin Great Saint.
Emperor Capital went straight to the door, cursing and shouting:
"Zheng Yin, you old dog! Come out and face your granddaddy Emperor Capital! I want to see what courage you have, daring to refuse me earlier and even cursing at me!"
The void trembled.
An old man's figure appeared, his face gloomy as he looked at Emperor Capital and said coldly, "Seeking death?"
"You're the one coming to seek your father! If you keep yapping nonsense, I'll have you mate with my beloved beast!"
Upon hearing this, White Emperor under him shook his head in fear, his body trembling.
Although he knew Emperor Capital had many ways to torment people, he never imagined he'd play this dirty.
Zheng Yin Great Saint's face darkened as he stroked the wrinkles on his face with his withered fingers, then coldly said:
"You, the Blue Sky Sword Sea's dog, stop barking. No matter how much you bark, it's useless. Let your master behind you speak. Chen Xia, is it?"
Chen Xia tilted his head slightly, revealing himself from behind Emperor Capital, and smiled, "Originally, you weren't qualified to speak with me, but I didn't expect you to truly disagree."
"Hehe, even the Blue Sky Sword Sea from 30,000 years ago didn't dare to make me submit, let alone a newborn thing like you!" Zheng Yin Great Saint sneered.
"That's why I'm here," Chen Xia replied with a smile.
"You think you can make me submit?" Zheng Yin Great Saint mocked with a smile, then stroked his wrinkled chin and said, "Actually, submission isn't impossible. It just depends on how many benefits you can offer."
"Giving benefits doesn't count as submission," Chen Xia shook his head and calmly continued.
"I'm quite reasonable. I'll give you three breaths to reconsider."
"One!" Emperor Capital immediately started counting, his expression extremely excited. He could hardly wait to see Zheng Yin Great Saint get beaten.
Both sides remained impassive.
Zheng Yin Great Saint's thoughts raced, then he became disdainful, convinced that this was Chen Xia's tactic to scare him. After all, who only gives three breaths for consideration? What could be thought of in just three breaths?
Moreover, he was a Great Saint, the supreme existence in the Star Region. He hadn't been bullied for tens of thousands of years, how could he submit now?
"Two!" Emperor Capital's expression grew even more excited.
Chen Xia's expression remained calm, he even spared a moment to glance at the starry landscape beside them.
Zheng Yin Great Saint's expression changed from slight hesitation to full confidence, even breaking into a contemptuous smile, as if he was certain Chen Xia wouldn't dare to act.
"Three!"
As soon as the word fell.
Boom!
A sound that echoed for tens of thousands of miles rang out.
Zheng Yin Great Saint's body was embedded into a star, blood flowing profusely.
A not-so-large foot was stepping on his head.
Possibly size 40, but it's hard to say.
Chen Xia slowly lifted his foot, also releasing the Great Dao pressure on Zheng Yin Great Saint's body.
"Cough, cough!" Zheng Yin Great Saint began to cough violently, spitting out fresh blood, his face pale.
"Woo-hoo, this old dog finally got beaten!" Emperor Capital jumped up excitedly, just short of beating drums and gongs.
Zheng Yin Great Saint spat out blood, seemingly recovering a bit, and pointed at Chen Xia's nose, shouting again.
"I'm a Great Saint, I'm a Great Saint, how dare you, how could you..."
A hand directly grabbed his head, lifting him up like a dead dog.
Chen Xia spoke softly again.
"In the future, when the Heavenly Dao comes to settle accounts, no cultivator will escape. I need to gather all the power in the Star Region, so I can't allow any other Saints or Great Saints in the Star Region to disobey me. I don't want to waste time with you."
"If you don't want to submit, that's fine too. As long as you drop to the Heaven Mending Realm, it won't affect me, and you can live well for another twenty or thirty thousand years. I won't bother with you anymore."
"If you can't bring yourself to do it, I can help you drop your realm."
Zheng Yin Great Saint, pressed by four paths of pressure, didn't dare to move. His heart was filled with terror, and he finally understood fear. He hurriedly nodded and said in a trembling voice:
"I'm willing to submit, I'm willing!"
Chen Xia let go.
Zheng Yin Great Saint fell to the ground, directly fainting from fright.
The subsequent conversations with the other two Great Saints were even simpler.
Because Chen Xia directly brought the unconscious Zheng Yin Great Saint along, saying nothing, and just threw Zheng Yin Great Saint in front of them.
The other two Saints immediately understood.
They might talk tough, but their bones weren't hard, and they couldn't withstand a beating.
From this day forward.
In the Star Region, above the Heaven Mending Realm, there were no other voices.
This became Chen Xia's one-man show.
ut it can buy an entire year of absolutely perfect training results! Su Yu stared at his empty wallet and decisively opened up various online loan platforms. “Borrow a thousand bucks! Recharge my vitality!” Boom! His vitality broke a hundred points, shattering the limits of the human body! “Borrow ten thousand bucks! Recharge my combat skills!” Boom! A basic punching technique so common it was everywhere instantly maxed out, revealing the ultimate assassination technique of Five Elements Unity—Inner Force! When a rich kid hired assassins for a midnight ambush, aiming to break both of his legs, they instead ran headfirst into a monster—a human-shaped tyrannosaur, brimming with dragon-like vitality. With just two fingers, Su Yu snapped a steel staff reinforced with alloy. Staring at the killer’s stash of stolen cash—a staggering quarter-million dollars—he showed a corporate-sincere smile: “Thanks for the pre-exam gift pack, Mr. Zhao! I’m gonna go re-invest this!” Three days later, at the National Martial Arts College Entrance Exam, while everyone else struggled just to reach the passing line, Su Yu threw a single punch—and more than a thousand vitality points literally detonated the entire arena!
't think I'm that capable, I'm just trying my best to stay alive. I've been kind all my life, never did anything bad, yet worldly suffering spared me not one bit. The human world is a nice place, but I won't come back in my next life. A kind young man, who wanted to just get by singing, but through repeated deceits and betrayals, has gone down an irredeemable path.
ts me of treason?" "Correct. The host must return to the capital and gradually build up influence." "Wait—I have half a million soldiers, and you want me to go back to the capital to 'build influence'?" "Host, you are currently the Northern Garrison General, loyal to the Great Xia Dynasty." "Of course I am loyal to Great Xia! Absolutely loyal!" "But you keep referring to yourself as 'We'..." "Never mind the details! Summon all the regional commanders and military officers! We suspect treacherous officials are manipulating the court! They shall march with Us to the capital and purge the corrupt!" "......"
e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
