"I have never seen my master make a move, nor has she ever mentioned her realm of cultivation. Therefore, I am not certain of her cultivation base. As her disciple, I shouldn't speculate about my master either."
"Could she... possibly be a Martial God?"
Li Lingyue possessed the Incense Holy Body and Heaven-tier root bones.
Although her aptitude was unparalleled, going from a mere mortal to a Martial Saint in just forty years definitely required her master's excellent guidance and overall control.
Such an elder was certainly not simple.
"Not counting your master, are there any Martial Gods within the Five Regions?"
"Probably not. If I really had to say, there might be 'half' of one?"
"What do you mean by 'half'?"
Li Lingyue kept you in suspense, saying that you would find out once you obtained the Imperial Mausoleum Underworld Soil.
As for beyond the Five Regions, Li Lingyue was certain that Martial Gods existed.
Her knowledge was no longer what it used to be; she knew of the existence of the Star Region Shen family and the Three Great Holy Lands.
The Shen family and the Holy Lands definitely had Martial Gods hidden away.
As for the number of Martial Kings, just within the Five Regions alone, there were at least ten times as many as Martial Saints.
The exact number was difficult to calculate.
Because any sect or family of a decent scale would have a Martial King overseeing it. Otherwise, once they grew larger and stronger, they would easily be swallowed up by more powerful factions.
Some time later, in the sky above the capital city.
Li Lingyue held your hand as you both stood in the air. She gently released her Martial Saint level coercion.
In an instant, several streaks of rainbow light flew over at extreme speeds from inside and outside the imperial city.
One of them was Li Liushui, whom you had met before.
"So it is the Southern Border Empress visiting. Forgive us for not going out to welcome you."
Li Liushui stood on a flying sword. Like the Sword Master, he was a sword cultivator martial artist.
Li Lingyue gave Li Liushui a slight nod, then turned to look at an old man beside him and cupped her fists in greeting.
"Third Master, it has been many years. How is your health?"
The old man addressed as Third Master sighed softly and waved his hand, saying,
"Lingyue, since you are here, why not listen to Third Master's advice? I know you harbor resentment because the imperial court sent you away for a political marriage back then. In the past, the imperial family was blind and failed to see that you possessed a sealed holy body. The fault lies with us. Your Southern Border army has already conquered three provinces. I will use my old face to ask the imperial court to gift these three provinces to you. The two sides will shake hands and make peace from now on, and no more wars will be waged. What do you think? We are all one family, why cause such suffering to the people?"
The other two Li family Martial Saints present also spoke up to persuade her towards peace.
Currently, the Central Plains and the Southern Border had only temporarily ceased hostilities; they had not completely stopped the war.
Li Lingyue said, "I came to the capital this time not for political matters, but to borrow an item from the imperial family."
Third Master raised his hand, "Whatever you need, feel free to ask."
"A handful of Imperial Mausoleum Underworld Soil!"
Third Master showed a troubled expression.
"The imperial family has its own laws. The Imperial Mausoleum Underworld Soil is extremely precious and cannot be lent out casually. I, Third Master, cannot make this decision."
"Can the Emperor not make the decision either?"
"If Longzhi is willing to lend it, then of course it is fine. This is a resource that belongs exclusively to each generation's emperor."
You took a step forward and smiled, "Then there's no problem. I'll have to trouble you, senior, to do me a favor and allow me to meet the Emperor."
In the eyes of these Li family Martial Saints, although you stood beside Li Lingyue, you were practically invisible.
Seeing that you spoke, they finally cast their gazes over.
"What assurance do you have to convince Longzhi?"
"I saved his life!"
The Li family's Martial Saints agreed.
However, you felt they didn't agree because you saved the Emperor, but rather out of respect for Li Lingyue who was standing beside you.
The imperial palace was heavily guarded, making it absolutely impossible for ordinary people to enter.
Even a martial arts expert wanting to force their way in would face Li Liushui, a Martial Saint realm Dragon Protector Envoy who was on duty around the clock.
But today, with the person guarding the palace and protecting the Emperor personally leading the way, it was naturally much easier for you to see the Emperor.
Before seeing the Emperor, you first met Qin Rong, who had just left the morning assembly and was discussing something with the ministers while exiting the palace.
Seeing Li Liushui, Li Lingyue, and Third Master, three Martial Saint realm experts, flying over, Qin Rong, despite being a Martial Saint himself, adjusted his official robes and hat before stepping forward to bow.
"I, Qin Rong, Grand Scholar of the Privy Council, pay my respects to Prince Wei!" Saying this, he turned to Li Liushui, "Lord Li, I trust you have been well."
Finally, he looked at Li Lingyue. The expression on his face grew much more serious, and his back straightened completely.
"I did not expect the Southern Border Empress to visit in person today. It is our dynasty's failure in hospitality for not welcoming you from afar. Please wait a moment, I will have someone arrange the reception etiquette fitting for a royal prince."
Prince Wei was Li Lingyue's Third Master. Although he held no official position, his status was higher than that of the ministers.
Although Li Liushui was also in the Martial Saint realm, his official rank was on par with Qin Rong, the current Prime Minister, so they addressed each other as equals.
When Qin Rong spoke to Li Lingyue, though he wasn't offensive, his attitude was much more distant. He emphasized the words royal prince to indicate that he did not view her as an emperor, implying that she was merely the Southern King of the Great Qian Dynasty.
Just from a simple greeting, you could see that this Qin Rong had a mind full of schemes.
No wonder he could control the imperial court.
Prince Wei asked, "Prime Minister Qin, did His Majesty still not attend the court assembly today?"
Qin Rong wore an expression of foolish loyalty.
"I suppose at this time, he is still sleeping soundly in the Courtyard of Beauties. I was just preparing to go kneel outside the courtyard and, as usual, report today's important state affairs for His Majesty to hear..."
"Oh, Prime Minister Qin, there is no need to go today. I have a friend who wishes to see His Majesty to discuss a small matter."
Qin Rong wore a vigilant expression.
"Is this Southern Border Empress also going?"
"Naturally."
A powerful Martial Saint aura instantly erupted from Qin Rong's body, blowing his bright red official robes until they fluttered loudly, and the pair of wings on his official hat swayed left and right.
"No! If this woman gets close to His Majesty, I fear she might attempt an assassination. How could we place His Majesty in danger! This is absolutely not what a subject should do!"
As soon as Qin Rong revealed his martial power, those high-ranking court officials behind him immediately followed suit.
A group of civil officials possessing an imposing aura comparable to a group of military generals truly opened your eyes.
Sure enough, among those who could clock in for work at the imperial palace every day, there were no mere civil officials; they were all martial arts bigwigs.
Although Li Lingyue couldn't stand Qin Rong's hypocritical face, she endured it so as not to delay your important business, and agreed to Qin Rong's demands.
Subsequently, accompanied by Li Liushui, you entered the Courtyard of Beauties.
Li Lingyue, Qin Rong, Prince Wei, and the others all waited outside the courtyard.
As soon as you entered the courtyard, you smelled the refreshing fragrance of flowers.
Before your eyes was a large garden with a dazzling array of flowers.
An unkempt old man, dressed inappropriately, was blindfolded and chasing a group of exceptionally beautiful concubines with hot figures wearing transparent sheer gauze through the flower bushes.
"My beauties! Where are you running! Hurry, come into my embrace!"
["Your Majesty, come catch me! If you catch me, I'll let you... hehehe!"]
lanned to earn money steadily and take life at a slower pace. But he never expected... his father's remarriage, and the stepmother bringing along a dependent, would completely disrupt his life's plans...
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
ive and Ruthless] Before his transmigration, Ye Xuan was playing a game called "Severing Emotions to Attain the Dao." The game's core wasn't about leveling up by fighting monsters, but about conquering various "bad women" with wicked personalities and cold, fickle natures. There was only one method to conquer them: stay unwaveringly by their side, then die at a critical moment, driving them to madness after losing the protagonist. The higher their level of regret, the higher the player's score. To dominate the server, Ye Xuan conquered all the bad women. In the early stages, he showered them with boundless tenderness, only to choose to sacrifice himself for them later, making them weep bitterly and drown in regret. Among them were: Xia Lengyue, the unfaithful immortal wife who chased after powerful men and discarded her husband like trash. Ye Qingcheng, the Demonic Venerable of the Joyous Union Sect, who appeared pure and innocent but was, in reality, promiscuous. Wu Lingxiao, the Empress of the Great Xia Dynasty, who lusted after men and loved maintaining a harem. Bai Qiangu of the Endless Demonic Sect: a bloodthirsty mass murderer. However, when the protagonist transmigrated into the game world, he made a horrifying discovery. Eight hundred years had already passed. The bad women he had conquered had now each become deities and revered ancestors. Faced with the endless stream of toxic women coming for him, Ye Xuan could only rely on his god-tier acting skills to carve a path of survival through this world of treacherous women.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
