Jiang Ruoxu opened his phone and clicked on this so-called "Emperor's Scripture."
Though it was just an electronic version, it still didn’t diminish its prestige.
The first line read:
"May every descendant of Huaxia become as mighty as a dragon!"
"Holy shit! That’s insane!"
Mo Lianxing also grew intrigued.
Upon flipping through, it wasn’t some obscure, hard-to-decipher text.
"Between heaven and earth, there is righteous energy, scattered in myriad forms..."
Jiang Ruoxu merely recited it silently in his mind, and instantly, the surrounding spiritual energy surged toward him at a visible speed.
"Ah... Master, what’s going on?"
Jiang Ruoxu trembled as he spoke.
Mo Lianxing’s breathing also quickened.
[An innate affinity for spiritual energy? No... it’s the scripture’s effect! Just by reciting the Emperor's Scripture, one can drastically enhance their spiritual energy absorption.]
[Unheard of! Unprecedented!]
For a brief moment, Mo Lianxing even considered switching to cultivating the Emperor's Scripture herself.
[Let me analyze this... the Emperor's Scripture is just too overpowering...]
Mo Lianxing closed her eyes slightly, a profound sensation washing over her as she attempted to cultivate using the Emperor's Scripture.
But alas, it was impossible!
That’s right—impossible!
[Why? Why can’t I cultivate it?]
[I see! Bloodline restriction! Only those of Huaxia descent can practice the Emperor's Scripture?]
Mo Lianxing was utterly dumbfounded.
She was a transmigrator—having crossed souls into this world and cultivated for thousands of years—so she definitely no longer had Huaxia bloodline.
How absurd!
[But Ruoxu, given the bloodline restriction, this Emperor's Scripture must be at least a Saint-tier cultivation method. You can toss that Pure Yang Divine Art aside and switch to this!]
Though disappointed she couldn’t cultivate the Emperor's Scripture, Mo Lianxing realized this only underscored how terrifying Jiang Che’s backing truly was.
Jiang Che’s master could actually obtain a Saint-tier scripture?
The prestige of Jiang Che’s master just kept rising!
Jiang Ruoxu rubbed his hands together, growing more and more excited.
"Master, does this mean I can spread the Emperor's Scripture to the world?"
The young man was thrilled. Though he disliked Lin Fan, he had to admit... that guy had given him a fresh idea for showing off!
Live-streaming his teachings! Flaunting his power before the masses!
The temptation was irresistible. The Emperor's Scripture would absolutely crush Lin Fan’s so-called "Dao Transmission Scripture," leaving no trace behind.
[You fool, have you forgotten what Young Master Jiang just said? This was the result of complex negotiations—clearly, Jiang Che’s master is locked in a power struggle with demonic overlords, using scriptures to enlighten the world. Of course, you should spread the Emperor's Scripture far and wide...]
Though scolded again, Jiang Ruoxu didn’t care. Soon, he’d utterly crush that idiot Lin Fan!
With the Emperor's Scripture, he could enlighten the world, flaunting his power before millions—earning him an ocean’s worth of bragging points.
...
Meanwhile, Lin Fan was also live-streaming.
Viewers in his stream tipped him off.
"Oh? Someone’s coming to confront me? Hah... just a disciple from some ancient martial family. Trash, nothing more."
Lin Fan wore an expression of supreme arrogance, standing atop his flying sword with hands behind his back, exuding an otherworldly aura.
"Holy shit, Lin Fan’s insane! Please accept my worship!"
"I managed to conjure a fireball too—burned all my cat’s fur off in one go..."
"Lin Fan, I’ve always hated that Jiang kid. Always putting on an act with his scripted nonsense. Can you beat him up for me?"
"Pfft, that Jiang brat probably hasn’t even grown all his hair yet. How can he compare to the great Lin Fan?"
Lin Fan merely shook his head, maintaining his lofty demeanor.
Tens of millions in his stream followed his teachings, and vast amounts of spiritual energy converged from all directions, surging into his body!
A faint smirk tugged at Lin Fan’s lips.
......
Jiang Ruoxu wasted no time and soon began teaching cultivation himself!
"Brothers, I’m coming clean—I have a system!"
Jiang Ruoxu slapped his thigh and dropped the bombshell!
As expected, this move was earth-shattering. Fans of web novels in the Dragon Nation were all familiar with the concept of "systems."
It was the ultimate cheat for underdogs to rise to power—every young man had at some point fantasized about hearing that iconic "ding!"
"No way! For real? He’s got a system now?"
"No wonder Jiang Ruoxu became so strong so young—he’s got a system!"
"Damn, I’m so jealous. I wouldn’t believe anyone else, but this guy became a grandmaster at 16? Definitely has a golden finger!"
"So what’s his system? A live-streaming flex system?"
The truth often reveals itself unexpectedly.
Jiang Ruoxu’s declaration even stunned Mo Lianxing. Kid... do you have a death wish? Revealing your system like that?
Yet Jiang Ruoxu remained unshaken.
"I know this might be shocking, but I’m not lying—not a single word!"
"My system is the 'Enlightener System.' As the name suggests, it’s meant to guide the Dragon Nation into the era of cultivation. Before, spiritual energy hadn’t revived, so I couldn’t teach... but now that the age of spiritual energy has arrived, it’s time to enlighten the world!"
His words sparked another wave of excitement, and his live-stream viewership skyrocketed.
"I can’t hold back anymore. I’ve seen Lin Fan’s 'Dao Transmission Scripture'—its cultivation efficiency is pitiful. For ordinary people to reach the pinnacle of martial arts? They’d be waiting forever!"
"Not to mention, Lin Fan’s scripture demands ridiculously high talent. Most people don’t even understand meridian circulation—how can they cultivate?"
"But my scripture is different! The true Saint-tier cultivation method—the Emperor's Scripture! Simple and clear... just recite it, and it automatically initiates spiritual energy circulation. Everyone becomes an innate spiritual energy conduit!"
Jiang Ruoxu’s voice dripped with irresistible allure.
As he explained, he began reciting the Emperor's Scripture aloud.
With his sizable fanbase, many quickly followed along.
Then, something astonishing happened—
People actually succeeded in drawing spiritual energy into their bodies effortlessly!
"Holy shit! Holy shit! It actually works! Just reciting the Emperor's Scripture makes it cultivate on its own... and it feels way more efficient than Lin Fan’s garbage!"
"Insane! As expected of a system-wielding legend. All hail Jiang Ruoxu!"
"That trash Lin Fan makes you go through all that trouble to absorb energy? The Emperor's Scripture is so much simpler!"
People always compare before choosing. Now that the Emperor's Scripture had appeared—superior in both name and effect—the masses swiftly abandoned Lin Fan for Jiang Ruoxu!
...
"Huh? Why’s my viewership dropping so much?"
Lin Fan glanced at his stream and saw a third of his audience vanish.
A quick look at the comments nearly made him explode in rage.
"Jiang Ruoxu... possesses the Preacher System? Preaching the 'Emperor's Scripture,' where just reciting it allows cultivation?"
Damn, you even have the Preacher System now?
Go to hell, those were supposed to be my lines!
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