Chapter Eleven: The First Emperor: The Great Qin Offers Tribute to the Heavenly Emperor!
Seeing Xu Fu’s frightened expression, Ying Zheng sneered.
For a long time, Ying Zheng had been deceiving himself when faced with Xu Fu’s deception. As he grew older, he longed for immortality, like a drowning man clutching at any straw.
Now, things were different.
Having cultivated the Heavenly Emperor's Creation Chart and with the reliance of Dong Hua Di Jun, the foremost male Immortal, Ying Zheng had woken up from his self-deception and would no longer be fooled by Xu Fu.
“Humph!”
“I am, of course, a blessed man!”
However, Ying Zheng didn't intend to deal with Xu Fu immediately. He needed the Yin Yang House to deal with the Hundred Schools of Thought, so he softened his attitude.
There was one thing.
He acknowledged that Xu Fu wasn’t entirely wrong.
If he didn’t have good fortune, how could he have received the Emperor’s favor and been bestowed with divine arts?
“May your Majesty live long and prosper! May the Great Qin last forever!”
Xu Fu, sensing the shift in Ying Zheng’s attitude, immediately echoed his words.
“From now on, you are no longer the national master of the Great Qin. You are unworthy!”
“The Great Qin will only have one national master from now on, and that is the Heavenly Emperor Dong Hua Di Jun. I will have the entire Great Qin offer incense and tribute to him!”
Ying Zheng removed Xu Fu’s position as national master.
While he escaped death, he couldn’t escape punishment. This move was aimed at suppressing the Yin Yang House.
At the same time.
Ying Zheng had his own thoughts.
By having the entire Great Qin offer tribute to Dong Hua Di Jun and appointing him as the Great Qin’s national master, enjoying the incense of an entire nation, wasn’t he simply furthering their relationship?
If the Emperor was pleased, he might share some of his divine arts, and Ying Zheng could also benefit from it.
“Yes! Your Majesty!”
Xu Fu, obediently accepting his orders, left the grand hall in a disheveled state, preparing to return to the Yin Yang House to report.
He knew he would be bringing news that would cause a huge uproar in the world. As he walked, he muttered:
“The entire world will likely be thrown into turmoil!”
An immortal has emerged!
He has restored the Qin Emperor to his youth!
The entire world will likely be thrown into chaos.
“Heavenly Emperor Dong Hua Di Jun, that must be the name of the immortal that the Emperor encountered!”
“But all the ancient books and records have no mention of him. Who is he?”
Xu Fu pondered hard but remained unfamiliar with the title of Dong Hua Di Jun.
“However… the Eastern Emperor and his followers will likely be even more troubled!”
Xu Fu decided to simply stop thinking about it and leave the headache to others.
At the same time, envy flickered in his eyes.
Favored by an immortal, restored to youth!
Who wouldn’t be envious?
Once this news spread.
Countless people would surely go crazy.
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The Wuxia World.
Mount Zhongnan!
Since ancient times, it has been a beautiful and scenic place.
It has also been a famous place where Daoist cultivators have lived in seclusion.
Now.
The Quanzhen Sect is rooted here. Since the sect master Wang Chongyang became one of the Five Masters, known as the “Middle Divine Might,” it has made Mount Zhongnan even more famous.
At this moment.
A graceful figure, using light footwork, stealthily infiltrated the Quanzhen Sect. After exploring for a while, she headed towards the back mountain, the Quanzhen’s sacred ground.
“Young lady!”
“Don’t be too rash. If you want to visit the Quanzhen Sect, this old Daoist welcomes you. But if you want to intrude on the forbidden grounds, you truly don’t take the Quanzhen Sect seriously!”
“Your light footwork and martial arts come from the Peach Blossom Island. What is your relation to Huang Yaoshi?”
An elderly man in a Daoist robe emerged from the shadows, his light footwork graceful as he blocked the young woman’s path.
“I have met Daoist Chongyang!”
Huang Rong’s bright eyes, black and white, shone with cleverness. With a smile, she bowed gracefully and spoke:
“My name is Huang Rong, and the master of Peach Blossom Island is my father!”
“If you are a descendant of the family, your family’s martial arts are famous throughout the world. Why bother with the simple martial arts of this Quanzhen Sect?”
Wang Chongyang shook his head and rebuked her, acting like an elder.
As a renowned sect in the world, there were many villains who coveted the Quanzhen Sect’s secret arts.
Now, Huang Rong was sneaking into the Quanzhen Sect, which was no different from those who sought to steal their martial arts.
“Who’s stealing your Quanzhen Sect’s martial arts?”
Hearing this, Huang Rong scoffed. Disdain appeared on her delicate face as she said:
“I’ve only heard that your Quanzhen Sect worships Dong Hua Di Jun, your sect’s ancestor. I also have a connection with the Emperor, so I wanted to come and see for myself if you, his disciples, have been diligently offering tribute to him!”
After Dong Wang Gong became the leader.
Huang Rong began to investigate information about Dong Hua Di Jun. As a result, she found out that he was the ancestor of the Quanzhen Sect.
Therefore, she left Peach Blossom Island secretly and came to the Quanzhen Sect.
“A connection?”
“Little girl, do you know when our ancestor passed away?”
Hearing this, Wang Chongyang was directly amused.
A little girl came to another person's territory and said that she had a connection with their ancestor, just looking for trouble. Isn't she afraid of being beaten to death?
If she wasn't a descendant of a friend, Wang Chongyang, with his composure, would have been tempted to strike.
“I don’t know when the Emperor passed away!”
Huang Rong smiled sweetly. She walked to a nearby dead tree, broke off a branch, and held it in her hand. She said crisply:
“But I met the Emperor not long ago!”
With those words!
The withered branch in Huang Rong's hand quietly lost its yellowness, and a touch of green bloomed.
In the blink of an eye, a few plum blossoms swayed in the wind.
“???”
Wang Chongyang was stunned.
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