"Yes, yes, mature and prudent," Fang Ping chuckled.
“Kid, you’ve grown wings, you even dare to make fun of your godfather.” The King of Zhentian suddenly sighed and said, “Alas, people’s hearts are not what they used to be. Young people don’t know how to respect the elderly and care for the young anymore. It really makes this old man’s bones sad.”
"..." The crowd.
You old codger, you're healthy and strong, you could live another ten thousand years without a problem, and here you are sighing? Have some shame!
The Heavenly King remained unfazed, his expression unchanged. Face? What's that? Can you eat it? Can it make you stronger?
No? Then what's the point of saying it!
"The choices of the Western Emperor and Tianji are reasonable, but with the great changes in the Three Realms, such peaceful days, even if one stays in a corner where no one cares, will eventually be broken. By then, one may not even have the strength to fight back." Zhang Tao sighed, shook his head, and said, "We still have to fight, strengthen ourselves, and crush all powerful enemies. This is the right path!"
"So, that was the choice of the Western Emperor and his son, not our human race," Wang Jinyang said. After receiving the gift from the War Emperor, he reached the peak of the Seventh Heavenly King, then merged with Fang Ping and others, fought against the heroes, and killed the Dao Tree. He felt that he had benefited greatly, and when he returned this time, he should be able to advance to the Eighth Heavenly King.
"After the Heavenly Tomb Secret Realm, there will be a rare period of peace. You should cultivate diligently and strive to attain the True Emperor status as soon as possible," Cao Ya instructed.
"A true emperor?" King Zhentian rolled his eyes and said, "Being able to become a pseudo-emperor who breaks through nine levels is something to be proud of. A true emperor? We might have the desire, but not the ability!"
"I think that once I go back, I should be able to become the Eighth Heavenly King," Li Hansong said, scratching his head.
"That's only breaking eight, not breaking nine," Zhen Tianwang said, shaking his head.
"Take it slow, one step at a time. Given your circumstances, becoming a True Emperor is quite normal. This is even considering the limited time available; otherwise..."
Cao Ya didn't finish speaking, but everyone knew that Wang Jinyang, Li Hansong, and Yao Chengjun were the reincarnations of the three deceased Supreme Emperors. Their situation was special, and they should indeed be able to prove themselves as true emperors and dominate the world.
In the human race camp, Cao Ya's expectations for becoming emperor mainly rested on Fang Ping, Zhen Tianwang, Zhang Tao, and Wang Jinyang. It wasn't entirely impossible for others, but the probability was extremely small.
Given enough time, another unparalleled genius might emerge, cultivate a new martial art, rise to prominence, and become comparable to a Heavenly King!
The problem is, there's not enough time!
Cao Ya knew that the final battle was not far off, it was almost imminent.
Upon hearing this, the joyful atmosphere among the human heroes immediately dissipated.
After all, although Cao Ya Daozu was strong, comparable to the Heavenly Emperor and able to crush all the emperors, he went to fight against the Heavenly Emperor. Among the emperors, who could stand against him?
Fang Ping is one of them, and that's the only one.
"Cultivate diligently, there's still a chance," Cao Ya comforted her.
"Yes." The human heroes nodded solemnly, secretly resolving to cultivate diligently, even at the cost of damaging their foundations, to help humanity overcome this greatest challenge!
We, the human race, have nothing to fear in a battle! We have nothing to be afraid of in death!
On the other side, Sanmao and Cangmao were whispering to each other, talking about something.
"Let's go." The Spirit Emperor's projection remained aloof, and with the three fat cats, she returned to her subspace.
"Hey, big cat, remember to bring me cat food every now and then!" The three cats waved their paws and darted forward, "pig-like" leaping ahead, following right behind the Spirit Emperor.
"I won't forget you, and Er Mao too. I'll bring things over together." Cang Mao waved its paw, and upon closer inspection, there were still remnants of cat food on its paw.
Cao Ya Daozu, did he leave me as a projection to win me over? Or... did he sense something?
The Spirit Emperor's projection had a cold and aloof face, as if he were a ruthless person, but in his heart, he was pondering the deeper meaning behind Cao Ya's previous actions.
I don't care what he realizes... as long as someone can kill Master...
As the projection of the Spirit Emperor pondered, a hint of hatred flashed in his eyes, while a trace of sorrow lingered on his face, weighing heavily on his brows.
Master, my most beloved master, why have you become such a person? Ha, I would pay any price to kill you…
The projection of the Spirit Emperor pursed its lips, suppressing all emotional fluctuations, and silently returned to the subspace.
Her master was the Heavenly Emperor!
The Spirit Emperor has always been an admirer of the Heavenly Emperor... or to put it bluntly, a lackey.
However, deep down, the Spirit Emperor harbored a determination to kill the Heavenly Emperor!
Perhaps mutual destruction is the best ending...
A bitter taste welled up in the Spirit Emperor's projection, which she chewed over, constantly reminding herself of this.
"Fatty, I have lots of good food here, all given to me by Big Cat. Have some, it's really delicious." As if sensing the Spirit Emperor's projection's melancholy, Three Cats stopped swallowing, pulled out a large pile of cat food, and eagerly offered it to the Spirit Emperor's projection.
Unlike his indifference to the outside world, when he was alone with the three cats, the projection of the Spirit Emperor smiled and patted the three cats' big heads. The three cats meowed contentedly.
"This is from the big cat. You can eat it yourself. I don't need it. I'm not the real body. I'm just satisfying my appetite." The projection of the Spirit Emperor said softly, looking at the three cats with a gentle expression.
This silly cat was her only solace.
"Meow." The three cats meowed and squatted down next to the projection of the Spirit Emperor, enjoying their delicious cat food.
Occasionally, the projection of the Spirit Emperor would even help it tidy up and sort, flicking away food crumbs from the three cats' fur, without showing the slightest impatience, completely displaying a doting attitude.
However, this scene remains unknown to most people.
Outside, Cao Ya seemed to have seen the scene inside the Spirit Emperor's subspace. He smiled slightly and looked away.
"Cao Ya." Just then, Cang Mao awkwardly approached.
"Hmm?" Cao Ya raised an eyebrow.
"You still have some cat food, right? I can trade it for some of my treasures, really. Please give me some more so I can give it to Second Cat. Third Cat has some, but Second Cat doesn't, and I feel bad about that," the Azure Cat muttered.
Cao Ya rubbed Cang Mao's head, secretly pleased.
Petting a cat feels so good.
The cat grinned foolishly, letting Cao Ya reach out and rub it.
Seeing this, Li Hansong also felt itchy to try it out, but he was shaken off by Cangmao's tail halfway up the mountain.
"This cat isn't stupid," Li Hansong muttered.
This cat isn't stupid, you big iron head...
For the sake of delicious cat food, letting Cao Ya rub my fur is a great deal for me, since I won't lose a single hair... Well, well, I still have to shed a few hairs...
The gray cat glanced sideways at Li Hansong with disdain.
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