Chapter 140 The Emperor Ascends to Heaven

The emperor of the mortal world held his sword high, asking the heavens in a resounding voice, his spirit grand. Though merely human, the sense of overlooking all beneath him was no less than that of the Celestial Emperor Dijun, who had suppressed the Great Wilderness for countless years. The Qin warriors' instinctive fear and awe, born from the Celestial Emperor's might, dissipated.

Dijun said calmly, "The emperor of the mortal world seeks to know the heavens?"

The First Emperor's expression was majestic. "Does the god who overlooks the mortal world from above know what it is to be human?"

Dijun gazed at the overlord of the mortal realm, who leaned on the Tai'a Sword, and said softly, "Come up for a chat."

The First Emperor raised a hand to dismiss his worried generals. He laughed and said, "Since the Celestial Emperor invites me, how can I refuse? Great Qin has fine swords and, naturally, fine wine!"

The First Emperor supported himself with his sword in one hand, while lifting a jar of Great Qin's strong liquor in the other, walking step by step up the staircase formed of starlight.

Under the watchful eyes of the Qin warriors, the new emperor of the mortal world stepped onto the Milky Way, meeting the myths passed down through generations on the ancient land of the Great Wilderness. Later records described the scene of the Emperor ascending to heaven and discussing Dao with the Celestial Emperor, but on this day, no third person could eavesdrop. No one knew what these two emperors, both figures of great talent and strategy in myth and history, discussed.

When the First Emperor descended from the clouds, no one could discern the slightest ripple of emotion on his face.

No matter how clever one was, no one knew whether he and the Celestial Emperor had reached a consensus or remained divided.

He did not halt his conquest. The iron cavalry of Great Qin continued to gallop across the land, even reaching the myriad realms beyond this world. Accompanied by the high winds, they planted the flag of Great Qin on the peaks of different worlds. Later generations wondered if either the Celestial Emperor or the First Emperor would abandon their paths because of a few words.

They would only prove themselves right with actions.

Later generations regarded this meeting of emperors as an event as important as the dividing line of the Spring and Autumn and Warring States periods. Countless plays, comics, and videos described this meeting in people's hearts, and everyone had their own understanding of the true content of the meeting.

In any case, the fact remained that the First Emperor's military strength grew even more formidable afterward.

As for Fengshan, the god who had suppressed a kingdom for thousands of years, he was only recorded in history as a footnote to this beginning. His body was burned, and his true soul was thrown into a giant cauldron in Chaoge City, forged by the human race in imitation of the ebb and flow of the Xiantian Bagua (Pre-Heaven Eight Trigrams), to be quenched, melted, and burned to ashes.

He was remembered in history as the first god personally slain by the First Emperor as a sacrifice to the flag. Other than that,

this great god left no more traces on the years. "Master, how do you feel?"

Wei Yuan watched the Confucian revived in the flesh exercise his body and asked with concern. The Confucian clenched his five fingers, lifted the heaviest barbell of Chaoge City's regular training with one hand, and then with a forceful shout, threw it up. The huge barbell, weighing several tons, flew more than ten zhang high, then crashed down with a terrifying sound of tearing through the air, only to be caught by the Confucian with one hand.

He swung it a few times and gently placed it on the ground beside him, without making much noise. The special forces soldiers training here all stared with wide eyes.

The aged Confucian said with emotion, "Not bad."

"Although it can't compare to my body when I was young, it's still acceptable."

"The soul is the true spirit, and the body is the house where the true spirit lives."

"I've been wandering outside for so long, and now I finally have a body. This feeling of flesh and blood returning... Heh... To be honest, it's not bad." The Confucian responded with a smile, then walked out and said, "Speaking of which, A-Yuan, you're getting married. Is the girl you're marrying the same child who came down from Kunlun Mountain?"

Wei Yuan said, "Does Master still remember Jue?"

The old Confucian said humorously, "I have taught so many disciples, traveled to so many countries, some fear me, some revere me, some misunderstand me, some mock me, and some want to kill me in the wilderness. But the one who saw me and cried out loud in fright, there's only been one in all these years, so naturally, I have a deep impression."

"Heh, speaking of which, you had a very good relationship back then."

"It's just a pity that human life is only a hundred years, while gods calculate time in thousands or even ten thousand years."

"In that era, it was destined that she would watch you grow old and die, while she would still remain as she was in the beginning."

"However, A-Yuan, your current cultivation and realm have also improved, and you are now well-matched with this heavenly daughter of Kunlun."

"However, I don't know where she is now, or if she still remembers this cheap teacher of hers."

Wei Yuan said, "She should still remember."

After all, Jue as a child was truly cold and aloof, without much emotional fluctuation, almost like the millennia-old ice on Kunlun Mountain. Yet, this Jue was frightened into tears by the Confucian. This experience would probably be remembered by the girl for a lifetime. Perhaps even the Golden Mother of the Jade Pool heard such stories when she was young.

For example, if you don't behave, the Confucian will come.

Wei Yuan imagined the well-behaved Golden Mother of the Jade Pool cowering in her quilt as a child, and compared it to the cold and stern Golden Mother of the Jade Pool now, his expression turned strange. Could it be that this little girl is still afraid of the Confucian?

If the Confucian teaches her, will she obediently listen? He paused slightly and replied, "Jue is currently in Guixu (the Ruins)."

"Oh?? Guixu, Guixu, I know Guixu very well, senior brother, I know it well!"

The Qilin had been unable to interject for a long time.

As the last disciple to be accepted into the Confucian school, the Qilin had never met Jue. He couldn't get a word in edgewise with the previous topic, but now that he found something he could talk about, he immediately said, "Senior Brother Yuan, you may not know, but I am currently in Guixu, serving as the Qilin, one of the four guardians of Guixu."

"Ah, no, it's five guardians now."

The Qilin was embarrassed for a moment, then patted his chest and guaranteed, "So, although Guixu is somewhat dangerous, with me protecting your sister-in-law, she's absolutely safe. You can rest assured, Senior Brother Yuan."

"Is that so? Then I'll have to trouble you, Qilin." Wei Yuan agreed with a smile.

A bright smile immediately appeared on the Qilin's handsome and refined face. "Hey, Senior Brother Yuan, why are you saying such things to me?! Besides, the current Guixu isn't as dangerous as it used to be. After being killed once, the overlord of Guixu has undergone a great change in personality and is now single-mindedly focused on advancing to the Dao Fruit level."

"Originally, he was thinking of reaching the heavens in one step, but now he no longer has that idea. He's thinking of walking the path of being omnipresent in the myriad realms, forming spatial anchors, and then relying on the Dao rhythm inherent in the special region of 'Guixu,' which is similar to the Dao Fruit, to step into the Dao Fruit level."

"However, in my opinion, he's simply a fool."

The Qilin said, "Not to mention that the Vermillion Bird is still out there somewhere, even the White Tiger is not an easy person to deal with."

"Not to mention the Azure Dragon and the Pi Xiu who just came in."

"Hey, speaking of this Pi Xiu, she's really a ruthless person. According to legend, she's a beautiful woman wearing a mask, and no one knows the true face beneath the mask. She hasn't been in Guixu for long, but she's already made great achievements and quickly reached the level of a guardian. However, this guardian is not so simple."

"As soon as she came in, she got in touch with the Azure Dragon, causing the originally stable Guixu to become a bit turbulent. Recently, I've also discovered that even the Heavenly Secrets Formation of Guixu seems to have undergone many changes due to their actions, greatly losing its spirituality, and there are faint signs of great changes coming."

"Hmph, as expected of someone with a deep mind and ruthless methods, we must be careful."

"However, since she's an enemy of the Lord of Guixu, I'm willing to go with the flow and help them hide these fluctuations. When the Lord of Guixu plans to advance to the Dao Fruit level, and the Azure Dragon and Pi Xiu launch an attack, I'll sit on the sidelines and watch the tigers fight, becoming the fisherman who benefits from the鹬蚌相争 (yù bàng xiāng zhēng, clam and heron fight, the fisherman benefits)."

The Qilin was undoubtedly extremely proud of his actions.

In addition, he wanted to show off in front of his senior brother and the Confucian, so he spoke eloquently.

In particular, he exaggerated the descriptions of Pi Xiu and Canglong, how could he show his own brilliance and decisiveness if the enemies were not strong?

At the end, he was still somewhat unsatisfied and said, "Speaking of which, Senior Brother said that your sister-in-law is also training in Guixu."

"I don't know what your sister-in-law's code name is in Guixu? It'd be good for me to take care of her."

Wei Yuan revealed a polite smile, without changing his expression, "Pi Xiu." The smile on the Qilin's face froze.

"Ah, yes, yes."

"We just mentioned Pi Xiu."

Wei Yuan quietly watched the Qilin's expression crumble, and then smiled, "I mean, her code name is Pi Xiu."

Qilin: "..."

Wei Yuan returned to the Zhenyao Museum, with the Qilin still looking dejected behind him.

Wei Yuan was helpless, but when he looked inside the house, he found that Jue was not there. Not only was Jue not there, but even Bai Ze and the Water Ghost were not there. After asking the painter Vodka Niangniang, Vodka Niangniang said that the two shut-ins had gone on a trip together. Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows in surprise.

Vodka Niangniang buried her head in her painting and said, "But what are you going out for this time, Museum Head?"

"This time, you're going out for quite a while."

As she spoke, she raised her head, saw the Qilin over there, and then moved her gaze, saw the Confucian.

Then, the young painter with pigtails and an ethereal and beautiful temperament trembled violently, and then hid with a whoosh, her face pale, and shouted, "Ghost, ghost! Wuwuwuwu, there's a ghost!!!"

Wei Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth: "..."

Calm down!

You're the ghost!

The Confucian on the other side smiled wryly.

The Confucian's face was like a Mengqi (méng qí, a mask worn to exorcise evil spirits), and 'Mengqi' was a divine mask used to drive away demons and ghosts, its appearance majestic and terrifying, as one can imagine.

The strength to knock on the city gate, a face like a Mengqi, running like a swift rabbit, able to shoot a strong bow continuously, able to control a bronze chariot with four horses with one hand while wielding a several-hundred-斤 (jin, a Chinese unit of weight) divine-era battle halberd in the other, braver than Meng Ben, this was the foundation of the Confucian's Rites.

Meng Ben, ah, that was the number one strongman of the Spring and Autumn period, who did not avoid dragons when traveling on water, did not avoid tigers and wolves when traveling on land, and whose anger and exhalation shook the heavens.

The Confucian's courage convinced even Meng Ben.

Wei Yuan and Zilu once unanimously believed that the reason why the Confucian taught principles was actually because his martial strength was already number one in the world, so he felt that fighting was meaningless, so he began to teach principles instead.

After a while, Vodka Niangniang hugged her drawing board, hid far away from the Confucian, still sobbing softly, her shoulders moving, but she had calmed down, but she still couldn't get close to the Confucian, and she would be frightened every time she looked up, and then she would rub her butt on the ground and retreat backward.

Wei Yuan finally comforted her and began to doubt his previous judgment. Originally, Wei Yuan thought that the Vodka Niangniang in front of him was actually the Queen Mother of the West, after all, Kai Ming and Lu Wu were both here, and this Vodka Niangniang, who also had some secrets, undoubtedly had some problems, the biggest possibility was that the three ghosts of the museum were the three gods of Kunlun.

But now, looking at it, he began to be unsure again.

How could the Queen Mother of the West be frightened to tears by the Confucian?

Impossible, impossible...

However, at the engagement ceremony in Tu Shan this time, let Vodka Niangniang and the Queen Mother of the West of Kunlun meet.

Everything will be clear.

"You said, Bai Ze and the Water Ghost went out together?"

"Where did they go?"

"It seems like, the South Sea?"

"The South Sea? Are they going to find Zhurong?"

Wei Yuan was surprised and temporarily suppressed this thought. It just so happened that Bai Ze was not there, so he had to temporarily settle the Confucian and the Qilin there. Then, while making tea, Wei Yuan sensed that the various laws in front of him suddenly swirled, and then all collapsed inward, turning into a deep passage, and then, the Water Ghost's figure appeared.

"Water Ghost? Huh? Not..."

Wei Yuan looked at the purple light in the Water Ghost's eyes: "Kai Ming?" "What are you doing here?"

Kai Ming subconsciously retorted, "What, can't I come to see you if I have nothing to do?"

When he saw the strange look in Wei Yuan's eyes, Kai Ming realized, why would he come to see this guy who not only beat him up, but also demolished his old home, disabled his magic weapon, and he still had to thank him?

It was simply like being a pure idiot.

He immediately said, "The Nine Heavens Gate has been repaired."

"Also, I want to give you a sword."

Kai Ming had a sword in his arms, in which the will of life and death swirled. In addition, there was a familiar aura that Wei Yuan especially felt. Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows, reached out and took the sword, reached out and stroked the spine of the sword, sensed the familiar aura, and subconsciously said, "Good sword, who forged this sword?"

Kai Ming originally wanted to say it, but he had promised the Azure-Clad Dragon Girl before, so he said unhappily, "Want to know?"

"Guess."

Wei Yuan raised his eyebrows and said, "Is this a promise made with someone that you can't say it?"

Kai Ming was stunned.

And Wei Yuan had already closed his eyes, sensing the aura attached to the sword.