This is a throne inlaid with gems, with a golden base and a jade body. It suddenly appeared and attracted Luo Fanjin's attention.

"This throne represents power and wealth. You can get it as long as you can kill everyone!" the voice continued.

Luo Fanjin turned a deaf ear and waved his hand lightly, and the monks fighting in front of him disappeared.

[What's going on? These monks are actually fake? Are they all illusions? ]

[It seems so. I didn't expect that there would be such an illusion inside the Xuanyuan Imperial Palace. It can't be a test for the anchor! ]

[Who knows? However, the person who set up the illusion doesn't understand the host at all. When he was in the mortal world, the host unified the world and was an existence above all others. How could he be blinded by power and wealth? ]

[You’re right! It seems the anchor has passed the test! ]

[That’s not necessarily true! Look! ]

Soon, the audience in the live broadcast room saw several men with different appearances but all very handsome walking towards them.

The men were either reciting poems or composing couplets, or playing the piano or the flute, or singing and dancing.

[Damn! This isn't a beauty trap! These men are too good looking!]

[If it were me, I would be willing to stay in this environment forever! ]

[The host is really hard-hearted. She doesn't change even after seeing so many handsome men! ]

In the plot world, Luo Fanjin saw so many handsome men but continued walking forward as if she saw nothing.

Sure enough, the fog dissipated and all the handsome men disappeared.

A man's back appeared in front of Luo Fanjin.

[It won’t be another beauty trap! Maybe this one will be better looking than the previous ones! I’m really looking forward to it! ]

[Wait, why do I feel like this person's back looks familiar? ]

As the man slowly turned around and walked away, the audience in the live broadcast room couldn't help but gasp.

This man had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. He was dressed in blue and had waist-length black hair.

[It’s Master Yan Che! It’s actually Master Yan Che! He finally showed up! ]

[Oh my god, am I hallucinating?]

[The above, please believe yourself, you are not mistaken, this is Yan Che! He is back! ]

The live broadcast room started to give gifts crazily because of Yan Che's appearance.

Luo Fanjin took a look and felt helpless. She worked so hard to do the live broadcast, and these people usually spoke to her in a critical tone. However, as soon as Yan Che appeared, he was extremely likable no matter which world he was in.

What went wrong? For a moment, Luo Fanjin was confused.

"Five Elements Spiritual Roots! Not bad!" said a cultivator who looked the same as Yan Che.

His voice was clear and pleasant, just like Yan Che's, which made people suspect that there must be some kind of relationship between the two.

"Who are you?" Luo Fanjin asked.

"I am Xuanyuan!" the other party replied, with a profound sense from eternity in his voice.

"Are you Emperor Xuanyuan?"

Luo Fanjin couldn't help but be surprised! She didn't expect Emperor Xuanyuan to appear in this way.

"That's right, you are destined to be my man. You have broken my barrier and possess the five spiritual roots. You are a good candidate for cultivating immortality. Now I grant you the opportunity. If you become my disciple, the inheritance of the entire Xuanyuan Imperial Palace will be yours!"

As soon as the words fell, the live broadcast room became lively.

[Oh my god! No way! So many monks swore to fight for the inheritance of Emperor Xuanyuan, but it was given to the anchor. Why does it feel so unrealistic to me?]

[It's not just unrealistic, it's simply too unbelievable! Those monks were fighting to the death at the door, and now the host has obtained the inheritance without doing anything. Why do I feel it's too easy! Is this a trick? ]

[To be fair, the anchor did not do nothing, did she? At least she maintained her original intention in the illusions she just experienced. If Emperor Xuanyuan considers a person's original intention, then the anchor must have won! ]

In the plot world, Luo Fanjin ignored the discussions of netizens, but stared at Emperor Xuanyuan in front of him.

She saw this person's face in four worlds in a row. The identity was different in each world, but the feeling she gave was indeed the same.

She could see the passion beneath the calm exterior in the other person's eyes.

But the person in front of him is a little different.

"What price will I have to pay to obtain your inheritance?" Luo Fanjin asked directly.

She knew that anyone who gave away all his life's wealth must have some ulterior motive. If there was anything in her that was worth the other party's use, there was indeed a lot.

"You are indeed smart, worthy of being the one I have chosen!"

After saying this, Emperor Xuanyuan suddenly sat down, and a dazzling throne appeared behind him.

Luo Fanjin realized that this was the throne she had seen before!

"As long as you agree to contribute your soul and be loyal to me, I can give you all the inheritance!"

Hearing this, Luo Fanjin smiled and said, "Forget it, I'm not interested in this useless inheritance!"

Emperor Xuanyuan did not seem to expect to hear such an answer. His brows were furrowed and his face was filled with anger.

"Don't refuse a toast and drink a forfeit!"

As these words were spoken, a pressure was immediately emitted, as if to punish Luo Fanjin.

Despite the overwhelming pressure from the aura, Luo Fanjin did not even frown. Instead, he spread out his hands, and a sharp sword made of condensed spiritual energy instantly appeared in his hand.

"If you want to convince me, show me your true abilities!"

As she spoke, she quickly appeared in front of Emperor Xuanyuan, and the two of them soon started fighting.

There were no other cultivators in the vast white space. Only a chair was left standing alone. Luo Fanjin's figure appeared and disappeared from time to time. Repeated attacks made it almost impossible for her to fully reveal her body.

The speed at which the two people fought was so fast that the audience in the live broadcast room was dazzled and could not keep up with the speed of the camera switching.

Finally, there was a loud bang and the man's body fell heavily to the ground.

The audience in the live broadcast room were all dumbfounded!

[Is this fate? In almost every world, Yan Che and the anchor will have a big fight, and Yan Che will be defeated by the anchor in the end! ]

[Now it’s not about fighting, it’s about why Yan Che would lose. Isn’t he the Emperor Xuanyuan now? Can’t such a cool title beat a cultivator like the anchor who is in the foundation-building stage? ]

[Now that you mention it, I can see that something is wrong! ]

In the plot world, Luo Fanjin pointed his spiritual sword at the man on the ground, and he did not move his sword away even when the other party showed a fierce look.

"How could you defeat me? Are you a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage?"

"No, I'm in the foundation-building stage!" Luo Fanjin replied. Her tone was frank and she didn't lie to the man.

"What? Foundation Establishment Stage!" The man widened his eyes, seemingly not believing it at all.

"That's right! Foundation Establishment Stage! And you should not be the real Emperor Xuanyuan!" Luo Fanjin asked coldly.