"Elder Long! What happened in the Immortal Kingdom? Where is my father, the Emperor?"
Bai Qingxian hurried over to a group of fox clan elders.
"N... Nothing, the Emperor is doing very well," an old fox immortal of the Qingqiu clan said, the corner of his mouth twitching.
Your Highness, we couldn't possibly tell you... that the Emperor had one of his true lives slashed away by someone, and the main culprit is now sitting on his throne, happily enjoying himself, right?
But right now, the only person who could stabilize Jiang Che's mood was Her Highness Xian'er.
"Oh! As long as my father is fine," Bai Qingxian let out a long sigh of relief.
But thinking about it, it made sense. Her father possessed the cultivation base of a Third Tribulation Immortal Master, and he was right here within the Qingqiu Immortal Kingdom. What could possibly happen to him?
"Then why was I called back?" Bai Qingxian furrowed her delicate brows. Her time was very tight. She had finally gotten the chance to travel around the mortal realm with her master, enjoying the scenery, only to be urgently summoned back?
"N... Nothing's wrong, it's just that an esteemed guest has arrived in our Immortal Kingdom!" Elder Dragon Fox said earnestly.
"A guest?" Bai Qingxian felt doubtful.
"Xian'er!" A figure of unparalleled grace stepped out gracefully and called out to Bai Qingxian. It was none other than Bai Qingxian's master, who was also the current High Priestess of the Qingqiu clan, Immortal Lord White Fox.
Except, at this moment, Immortal Lord White Fox was not wearing a veil. Her world-toppling countenance was on full display, and a casual glance from her was enough to steal one's soul.
"Master!" Bai Qingxian obediently walked behind the woman.
"Come with your master to pay a visit to this... esteemed guest!"
Immortal Lord White Fox's expression carried a hint of playfulness.
[The residual intent of top-tier Sword Dao laws? And the phenomenon of an immortal's fall? It seems the Kingdom's Ruler has met with disaster.]
[To be able to kill an Immortal Master, could it be that Xuantian Sword Venerable?]
However, she did not panic. Instead, she walked step by step toward the main hall of the Immortal Kingdom.
Moreover, somewhere in the unseen world, she seemed to catch a whiff of a familiar aura.
"Immortal Lord! Immortal Lord! You... you cannot go in! It would be best... it would be best to let Her Highness Xian'er go in alone!"
A white-haired old fox spoke in a suppressed voice.
They had all been thoroughly terrified by that fellow Jiang Che.
He had coaxed and deceived his way into abducting over a dozen young female Great Emperors of their Qingqiu clan, and even an immortal fox who had just passed her immortal tribulation.
Although the High Priestess before them possessed the supreme cultivation of a Fourth Tribulation Immortal Lord and certainly wouldn't be coerced by Jiang Che, who could ignore the fact that a supreme Immortal Emperor stood behind him?
That Jiang Che was incredibly lustful. Once he laid eyes on the stunningly beautiful Immortal Lord White Fox, if that guy really had the guts to let his lust take over and asked his Immortal Emperor master to kidnap the High Priestess... what on earth would they do?
Their Qingqiu clan would lose half of its top-tier combat power in an instant!
"Oh? Interesting! Tell me... which esteemed guest is it?" Immortal Lord White Fox's interest was piqued.
Even if the other party was an Immortal Emperor, she would not fear them in the slightest. Given enough time... reaching the Immortal Emperor realm was only a matter of time for her.
"Alright, Elder Long! Hurry up and take me and my master to see this esteemed guest!"
Bai Qingxian's face was like peach blossoms. Dressed in a snow-white robe, she stood with her hands behind her back, holding a painted fan brimming with immortal qi. Her long silvery-white hair cascaded down, and the two pointy fox ears on the sides of her head twitched from time to time. Her figure was perfectly and exaggeratedly curvaceous, exuding maximum allure, yet her aura leaned more toward innocent and playful.
"Uh... alright then!"
He did not dare to tell Her Highness Xian'er in advance that it was Jiang Che visiting. After all, given Jiang Che's reputation... Her Highness Xian'er would probably be scared away.
[Hmm? It's him?]
Unlike Bai Qingxian, Immortal Lord White Fox exchanged divine senses with several immortals and learned the entire sequence of events.
"So that's how it is. I was wondering why Immortal Venerable Tiangong was so respectful to Jiang Che. It turns out there is an Immortal Emperor standing behind him."
The woman's gaze seemed to grow profound, as if she were pondering something.
A supreme Immortal Emperor... The number of supreme Immortal Emperors in the Nine Heavens could be counted on one's fingers. At most, there were no more than ten!
Moreover, these transcendent beings who had merged with the origin of the Great Dao had truly achieved eternal life. They were incredibly difficult to kill, and it was even more impossible for them to pass away from old age. Every single one of them was an old monster.
As the High Priestess of the Qingqiu Fox Clan and a future Immortal Emperor herself, she naturally knew some secrets that ordinary people were unaware of.
[Residual Sword Dao laws, and a supreme Immortal Emperor... It seems to be that Taiqing Sword Immortal! He is actually the disciple of the Taiqing Sword Immortal?]
Immortal Lord White Fox only dared to ponder this in her heart and did not dare to speak it out loud. Once a cultivator reached that realm, merely calling out their immortal name would entangle one in karma.
If that was the case... The woman gently licked her lips. She was even more interested in this Jiang Che now.
With a supreme Immortal Emperor protecting him, her idea of enslaving and controlling him would probably fall through. However... she wasn't panicking at all. A lustful and young little man like Jiang Che would be easy for her to manipulate at will; she just needed to act while avoiding that Immortal Emperor.
......
When Bai Qingxian and the others entered the Qingqiu main hall, the accompanying Qingqiu immortal foxes were all shocked!
What was going on?
Just an incense stick's time ago, this hall was still filled with singing and dancing, with countless fox clan fairies dancing gracefully amidst an air of debauchery.
How come now... it was all gone?
They saw Jiang Che sitting on a side seat in the main hall. His luxurious black clothes were neat and tidy, untainted by a speck of dust. Of course... if one had sharp eyes, they could still spot faint red marks near his collarbone just below his neck.
Ever since entering the Nine Heavens, Jiang Che had followed the local customs. He had set himself up with the favorite attire of male cultivators in the cultivation world, an ancient robe paired with flowing long hair, pulling off a wave of ancient costume cosplay.
It was also because of this outfit that he was frequently mocked by Yu Wan'er and the others. But mockery was only temporary; being handsome was a lifelong matter.
"Tsk, compared to the majestic mountains and beautiful waters of the Qingqiu Immortal Kingdom, this immortal tea seems incredibly mediocre. It's not as good as my ancient Dao Enlightenment tea leaves."
Jiang Che was actually sipping tea with a serious face. Of course... what could a crude guy like him possibly taste?
He consumed Dao Enlightenment tea leaves by the pound, yet no one ever saw Jiang Che actually comprehend any Dao laws or rules from them.
But his current getup was undeniably pretentious and flashy.
"Hmm? It's you? Jiang Che!!!" Bai Qingxian rubbed her eyes, somewhat in disbelief.
"Oh? Lady Xian'er, we meet again!" Jiang Che slowly put down his teacup and spoke unhurriedly.
"That's not right. How can you be so fast? In just a few short days, you rushed from the Tiangong Immortal Sect to our Qingqiu Immortal Kingdom? Even immortals don't travel that fast, right?" Bai Qingxian asked in astonishment.
"Hey, hey, hey, wait! Why did you come to my Qingqiu clan?"
"If I said I was just passing by, would you believe me, Lady Xian'er?" Jiang Che started acting pretentious.
Bai Qingxian shook her head. She wasn't stupid!
"Alright," Jiang Che shrugged. "Lady Xian'er, actually, you were the one who invited me here."
"I invited you? When?" Bai Qingxian was stunned.
"A few days ago! When I gifted you the Heavenly Fox Painted Fan, you said... I could come visit your Qingqiu Immortal Kingdom as a guest. It was hard to decline such great hospitality, so I came over."
Bai Qingxian: "......"
You're doing this on purpose, aren't you? Couldn't you tell I was just being polite???
Besides... I said you could come over for a visit, I didn't tell you to rush over here like a bat out of hell. Good lord, you got here even faster than they made it back.
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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.
ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
