Little Corpse Spirit: My Name Is... The Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor

"Everyone, victory is within reach. We must not give him a chance to recover," the Soul Heavenly Emperor encouraged the group of Heavenly Emperors.

Feeling a glimmer of hope, the Heavenly Emperors forced themselves to rally, squeezing out the last remnants of their strength before attacking once more!

Gu Qingfeng’s figure was instantly engulfed.

After the strike, many Heavenly Emperors collapsed to the ground, utterly spent.

"Did we succeed?" Emperor Qilin murmured, his eyes brimming with bloody tears, his vision blurred. He had fought the hardest, exhausting every ounce of his power. To aid Gu Qingfeng, he had even burned his essence and depleted his reserves, like a candle burning itself to light the way for others.

The other Heavenly Emperors also looked on with anticipation.

But when the radiance faded, Gu Qingfeng still stood firm, unmoved.

Despair washed over them all.

Suddenly—

Gu Qingfeng’s body began to swell violently, like an inflating balloon—unevenly, as if countless bulges were forming beneath his skin. The black mist around him surged even more intensely.

He staggered, nearly falling, but at the last moment, his indomitable will kept him upright, his Emperor Demon Sword propping him up.

Slowly, Gu Qingfeng raised his head, gazing at the exhausted Heavenly Emperors with a pale yet resolute smile. "In the end... I still won," he rasped.

"I’m not done yet!!"

Emperor Qilin, who had been lying in a pool of his own blood, somehow managed to rise again, swaying unsteadily. He had burned nearly all his lifeblood, yet sheer willpower forced him to stand.

Like a wounded beast, he roared in fury.

"Gu Qingfeng! You ruined our resurrection plan, killed my son, destroyed everything I had! I will drag you down with me!"

With a final bellow, Emperor Qilin reverted to his true form—a majestic qilin—and charged recklessly at Gu Qingfeng.

Blood trailed behind him, staining the Emperor’s Path.

His body was at its limit, weaker than ever before, yet his will burned fiercer than ever.

In an instant, Emperor Qilin reached Gu Qingfeng—

BOOM—!

He self-destructed!

The explosion of a Heavenly Emperor was unimaginable in power, like the detonation of an eternal sun in the cosmos. Blinding golden light swallowed everything.

The remaining Heavenly Emperors were stunned. None had expected Emperor Qilin to choose mutual destruction.

They were not afraid to die—but as long as a sliver of hope remained, none wished for it.

"This time, Gu Qingfeng must surely be—" one Heavenly Emperor began, but his words were cut short.

"Cough... cough... That was close. Just a little more, and I would have been finished. But in the end... I was one step ahead," Gu Qingfeng wheezed, leaning on his Emperor Demon Sword as he coughed up blood.

The scene that followed was one of eerie silence. The Heavenly Emperors stared at him as if seeing a ghost. Even the sharp-eyed Soul Heavenly Emperor was speechless.

Gu Qingfeng coughed and spat blood for what felt like an eternity, but no one moved.

Seeing their lack of initiative, he decided to spell it out for them.

"Who’s next?"

Terror gripped the Heavenly Emperors.

He was forcing them to self-destruct!

When no one stepped forward after a long wait, Gu Qingfeng sighed in disappointment—then suddenly straightened up like a spring.

All traces of injury vanished. The blood was gone, his body restored, the black mist dissipated. He stood refreshed, radiating vitality.

The Heavenly Emperors gaped, their eyes nearly popping out of their sockets.

"Ah well, I shouldn’t drain the pond completely. After all, you’re the finest batch of 'crops' in the entire Cangming Realm. Harvesting is fine, but uprooting you would be a waste."

"Little Corpse Charm, come out."

At his command, the void rippled, and a breathtakingly beautiful woman materialized—her grace ethereal, yet her aura bewitchingly demonic.

It was Little Corpse Charm.

The moment she appeared, she flung herself into Gu Qingfeng’s arms.

"Master~" she cooed.

"Here, take this." Gu Qingfeng handed her the Heavenly Mandate.

"Wow, such a pretty crystal flower! Is this for me?"

"That’s the Heavenly Mandate. Fuse with it, and you’ll become a Heavenly Emperor—the Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor!"

"Really?" Her eyes sparkled like stars.

"Of course. Now, hurry up and fuse."

Mwah!

"I love you the most, Master!"

Without further delay, Little Corpse Charm began merging with the Heavenly Mandate.

The Heavenly Emperors watched in stunned silence. Only now did they realize why Gu Qingfeng had forced the Heavenly Mandate out—it was all for this woman!

At that moment, the world felt surreal, absurd.

Had Gu Qingfeng done all this for himself, they could have understood. But for a woman?

Is this... the legendary power of love?

So we were all defeated... by love?

BOOM—!

An overwhelming, supreme aura erupted from Little Corpse Charm, sweeping across the heavens and earth. The unique laws of a Heavenly Emperor unfurled, trampling over the myriad Dao of the universe.

In this instant, she harmonized with the Great Dao. The vast, enchanting energy of the Thousand Illusions Demon Path resonated throughout the cosmos, shaking all existence.

Divine radiance cascaded from her like an inviolable Empress, awe-inspiring and majestic!

Countless beings across the Cangming Realm were left dumbfounded.

"Another... Heavenly Emperor ascends!?"

"What in the world is happening on the Emperor’s Path? How has the throne changed hands so quickly!?"

Then, a voice brimming with allure and authority, like a bewitching demon’s whisper, echoed through the nine heavens and ten earths:

"I am the Heavenly Emperor, destined to suppress all foes, reign supreme across the cosmos, and command all under heaven—none shall defy me! Immortals, demons, humans, ghosts, and gods alike shall heed my word!

I am... the Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor!!"

The voice alone was enough to intoxicate the countless souls of the Cangming Realm. Even its domineering tone could not diminish their willingness to submit—such was the power of the Thousand Illusions Demon Path.

"The Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor... What a beautiful name. I long to glimpse her divine visage."

"How dare you! A mere mortal like you isn’t worthy of gazing upon her!"

......

On the shattered Emperor’s Path, the Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor giggled and threw herself into Gu Qingfeng’s embrace.

"Master, was I majestic just now?"

"Adorably fierce."

"Master, you’re so mean!"

She continued to snuggle against him, too exhilarated to contain herself.

As she clung to Gu Qingfeng, the newly ascended Bright Moon Heavenly Emperor couldn’t help but reflect—it all felt like a dream. She, a Heavenly Emperor?

Thinking back on the hardships she had endured, tears welled up in her eyes.

So many had scorned her, called her a seductress, mocked her for using her charms to get by.

Now she just wants to shout at those people—what's wrong with being a fox spirit? What's wrong with captivating others with charm?

I enchant with my allure, and I can become the Celestial Emperor—can you?

Those rumors and slander didn't break me; they only made me stronger!

Walk my own path and let others talk!

Time will prove who truly deserves to reign as the Celestial Emperor!