Three days had passed.
These three days had not been peaceful in Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace.
Ever since Ye Xiu had returned last time with Yue Zihan, the Nine Immortals' views towards Ye Xiu had completely changed. Reaching the ninth layer of the Stellar State realm in just ten minutes of cultivation was already freakish enough, and he had also casually strolled in the mountains to comprehend sword intent and become a sword cultivator.
The nine immortal women were all shocked.
Perhaps this boy was born never needing any setbacks. Even just playing around, he could still level up and gain comprehension.
These days, Mo Lao had also been running to Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace very diligently.
The vast majority of what he said was like this:
"Immortal Jiuxian, the Holy Son comprehended another twenty stars tonight."
"Immortal Jiuxian, the Holy Son went to soak in Bailing Mountain today and comprehended the meaning of water!"
"Immortal Jiuxian, the Holy Son composed a song called 'Under Heaven and Earth I'm the Most Handsome,' comprehending the meaning of the zither and even enchanting the wild chickens in the mountains."
And so on.
In Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace, the nine heavenly melodies rang out time and time again, echoing between the nine peaks of Tianyuan.
"I can't stand it, I'm going to go see Ye Xiu!" Huang Yuehuo burst out.
"No no, older sisters, let your little sister go see him." The little loli Xue Yao coaxed.
Even the normally aloof Yue Zihan said, "I already said I would find time to inspect him. It's better if I go."
Mo Lao was dumbfounded seeing this. Even having taken care of the Nine Immortals for so long in Tianyuan Jiuxian Palace, he had never seen them be so enthusiastic. And Immortal Zihan and Immortal Lingxuan were always cold and aloof, so when had they become so passionate?
Could this be the Holy Son's charm?
Were these still the same high and mighty, unworldly Nine Immortals he had first met?
Fortunately, Immortal Mengling was still normal, stopping the other eight immortals' urges.
To tell the truth, when Mengling heard that Ye Xiu had comprehended twenty stars for three consecutive days, she also wished she could go take a look at Ye Xiu. But reason told her that she couldn't give Ye Xiu a pleasant surprise so quickly.
Since she had originally made the decision to let Ye Xiu suffer a bit in order to motivate him to cultivate diligently, she could not go back on it halfway.
Besides, not going now also had benefits. Since Ye Xiu had such astounding talent, if he could work even harder because of this, he would have no issues becoming a true powerhouse in the future.
So Mengling stopped herself at the precipice.
Outside the sect.
Mo Lao had just returned from the immortal palace and saw Ye Xiu walking out the gate.
"Holy Son, where are you going?" Mo Lao hurriedly asked. The Holy Son didn't often go out alone.
Ye Xiu asked back, "Mo Lao, what did the nine immortal ladies say this time?"
Mo Lao smiled. "The Nine Immortals still hope the Holy Son can cultivate more diligently."
Ye Xiu was tired of hearing this line every day. He didn't believe the nine immortal ladies had really said that. After all, he had done many astounding things these days, each one able to be called a heavenly wonder. Aside from him, no one else could accomplish them. Even if the Nine Immortals were icy, they should have melted by now. But no matter how he asked, Mo Lao always only had this one line.
"Alright, I understand," Ye Xiu said, not asking further since it was fruitless.
Mo Lao also felt very guilty, but there was no helping it since Immortal Mengling wouldn't let him say anything else.
"So where is the Holy Son going?" Mo Lao continued asking.
"Oh, Mo Lao, I heard that Li Zhatian of the Bombing Gang is coming out of secluded cultivation today. I'm going to go take a look," Ye Xiu said very casually.
When Mo Lao heard this, he naturally knew what the Holy Son was going to go do. The Holy Son was going to go make trouble for the Bombing Gang.
"Okay, be careful, Holy Son," Mo Lao said without the slightest hint of worry in his tone.
Between juniors, with the Holy Son's dominating aura, he basically didn't need to worry too much. After all, although the Holy Son was still at the ninth layer of the Stellar State realm, his strength had already broken through his predictions and reached 10,000 catties!
In all the outer sect, it was likely only a few could rival the Holy Son.
Ye Xiu strode off, a trace of coldness surfacing in his eyes.
The world was just like this. If you didn't beat your opponent down first, they would think you were a pushover.
Now that Li Zhatian was about to emerge from seclusion, the first thing he would do was definitely come make trouble for him.
Since a fight was inevitable no matter what, he might as well take the initiative. Wouldn't that be even more satisfying?
Li Zhatian was not at the Bombing Gang headquarters, but rather at the underground Star Palace in Tianyuan Holy Palace, a place specially prepared for disciples to undergo seclusion.
The underground Star Palace was built deep underground. It had a large amount of star gathering arrays that could continuously provide a massive amount of star power to continue cultivating.
At this time, at the entrance to the underground Star Palace, a line of eleven people wrapped in bandages and sitting in wheelchairs became the most eye-catching sight.
These people were none other than Xie Xun, Xie Shi and the others of the Bombing Gang who had been crippled by Ye Xiu.
"He's out, Li Zhatian is out!" shouts rang out.
Only then did a tall figure holding a longsword, dressed in white robes, slowly walk out from the entrance of the underground Star Palace.
This person was precisely Li Zhatian.
When Li Zhatian came out and saw Xie Xun and the others, his eyes couldn't help but constrict.
"Second brother, what happened?" Li Zhatian rushed over to Xie Xun in a few strides.
"Boss, you have to get justice for us!" Xie Xun and the others cried out.
After they finished speaking, Li Zhatian leaned his ear next to Xie Xun's mouth. When Xie Xun finished explaining, Li Zhatian's face had turned green from anger.
"Are you saying some punk who had just entered the sect for two days and was only at the Stellar State realm crippled you guys like this?" Li Zhatian's pupils abruptly shrank.
"That's right."
"Don't worry boss, I've already contacted the Law Enforcement Squad. The Law Enforcement Squad's outer sect senior disciple Lin Chen is leading people and can go make trouble for Ye Xiu right now!" Xie Xun said sinisterly.
"Good! A new disciple who dares ride on top of our Bombing Gang's head!"
Just as Li Zhatian's voice fell, a mocking voice abruptly sounded out.
"Yo, isn't this the Bombing Gang's vice boss Xie Xun? How was it, did I treat you well enough in that little grove three days ago?"
Everyone turned to look and saw Ye Xiu calmly walking over step by step.
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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.
