The Vermilion Bird Dynasty, the Golden Palace.
Xiao Xuan sat high on the imperial throne, his dragon eyes looking down.
"Your Majesty, the Imperial City's grand formation has been completed. Two years from now, on the day of Your Majesty's Nirvana, I will be stationed in the capital, overseeing the formation. It should be able to withstand even a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator."
The owner of the Star-Picking Pavilion bowed slightly.
Xiao Xuan's restoration of the kingdom owed much to the Zhaixing Tower. The tower's master was appointed as the Imperial Preceptor and put in charge of the Imperial Observatory, which was tantamount to entrusting him with the observation of the nation's destiny.
The cultivation method of the Zhaixinglou lineage is extremely special. It is twice as effective when cultivated by relying on the luck of the dynasty. Since Xiao Xuan established the country, the current Zhaixinglou master's cultivation has also been rising steadily, and he has reached the sixth level of the Nascent Soul stage.
Clad in a star-patterned robe and holding a star compass, he sits in the capital, gathering his fortune, and is now capable of fighting against a ninth-level Nascent Soul cultivator.
"However, I am concerned that at that time, there may be more than one Nascent Soul Stage 9 expert descending."
The Lord of the Star-Picking Pavilion frowned slightly, his eyes filled with worry. "More importantly, there have been rumors circulating recently that the remnants of the Tianyu Dynasty have made contact with the old emperor who disappeared thousands of years ago. I am worried that he may appear at the crucial moment of His Majesty's rebirth."
If he were only at the ninth level of the Nascent Soul stage, it would be fine, but if he were a Void Transformation Realm expert…”
The owner of the Star-Picking Pavilion hesitated to speak, but everyone present understood.
The Minister of War stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, on the day the Vermilion Bird Star descends upon the world, you will activate the Nirvana Formation. This will cause a great disturbance and will surely alarm various forces, attracting many villains to try to stop you. If the Nirvana is interrupted, the consequences will be unimaginable.”
Now that our Vermilion Bird Dynasty has just been established and its foundation is unstable, I believe that with Your Majesty's talent, you will surely reach the Nascent Soul, Void Transformation, and even Body Integration realms simply by cultivating step by step. Why is there such a rush to undergo Nirvana and break through to the next realm?
Xiao Xuan waved his hand and said, "The Vermilion Bird Star and the Purple Star Emperor Star appearing in the world at the same time can only happen once every ten thousand years. I will never miss this opportunity."
Cultivators inherently contend with Heaven and with themselves, but I, in particular, contend with the entire world. If I were to relinquish such an opportunity merely because of some potential enemies and uncertainties, how could I possibly dare to contend for the world's rivers and mountains, for the eternal Great Dao, and for the path to ascension?
Xiao Xuan's tone was firm and resolute, carrying an undeniable air of authority.
Phew!
At that moment, a hoofbeat rang out, and a blue phoenix spread its wings and flew into the main hall.
"A letter has arrived from Master!"
Xiao Xuan's eyebrows twitched, and he took off the envelope and began to read it.
My master will be there in person at that time.
The seven large characters, written with vigorous strokes and a powerful, arrogant style, are quite impressive.
"Hahaha......."
Xiao Xuan was overjoyed and burst into loud laughter.
"Please do not worry, everyone. My master has sent a letter saying that he will personally come to protect me on my path."
Upon hearing this, the ministers were also delighted.
His Majesty's master has always been very mysterious. It is said that he is a powerful human being who lives in seclusion in the Great Wilderness, but they have never known his background or the extent of his power.
"May I ask what realm Your Majesty's master is at?"
"I don't know either."
Xiao Xuan shook his head.
? ? ? ?
The ministers were taken aback.
I didn't know you were still so confident?
"Haha, everyone, don't worry. My master is terrified of death. Since he agreed to come, he must be absolutely certain of success."
Xiao Xuan was in a good mood, which reassured the ministers.
The morning court session, which was originally heavy in atmosphere, became slightly more relaxed at this moment.
After the meeting concluded and all the ministers had left,
Xiao Xuan continued to examine the envelope. On the front were seven large, flamboyant characters, while on the back were two lines of smaller, normally written characters.
"However, my disciple, let me make this clear beforehand: if I sense anything amiss, I will be the first to flee. It's not because I'm afraid of death, but because I want to preserve my body to avenge you."
My disciple, you should also be aware of my talent. No matter how powerful the opponent is, given a few hundred years, I am absolutely confident that I will be dancing on their grave...
Xiao Xuan:............
"Never mind, I'm already very satisfied that my master is willing to come down the mountain."
Xiao Xuan sighed.
At this moment, he was already somewhat regretful. Decades ago, he had mistakenly entered a large tomb where an old witch who had lived for nearly ten thousand years lay. She proposed that if Xiao Xuan was willing to play with her for ten years, she would be willing to protect Xiao Xuan for a hundred years. Unfortunately, he was young and impetuous at the time, and Xiao Xuan refused, mainly because she was too ugly and not his type.
Sigh, I missed out on that great opportunity...
........
One year later.
In the sea of laws.
Qin Shou opened his eyes, his body surging with energy, and faint flashes of lightning.
"Phew~"
Qin Shou took a deep breath, his expression showing some surprise.
Unexpectedly, it only took a year to touch upon the profound meaning of the Thunder Law.
If given a few more years, he might be able to reach the level of minor mastery.
"Master, you've emerged from seclusion!"
Qin Shou walked to the back mountain, where Chang Sheng came to greet him.
"Um. "
Qin Shou nodded with a smile.
"Hehehe, congratulations, fellow Daoist, on reaching another level and becoming a Void Realm Venerable."
Master Roshi, beaming with joy, offered his congratulations.
Qin Shou immediately expressed his understanding, took out a cup of Enlightenment Wine, and the two drank together.
"Hey, little fatty, you did really well today! You even managed to take on Big Bear all by yourself! At noon today, I'll allow you to have a few extra pieces of goose meat."
On the mountain path, Yi Cheng carried a large, dead black pig on her back, her little belly bulging as she walked with an air of dominance.
"Really! Yi Cheng, I'm incredibly strong now! The Hercules Fist you taught me—I could smash a mountain with a single punch!"
"Yes, yes, I, Black Rabbit, swear on my rabbit character, Little Fatty is amazing now!"
Black Rabbit, holding a large white goose in each hand, hopped and skipped behind Yi Cheng, begging Yi Cheng to teach him the Mighty Fist. Yi Cheng readily agreed.
And so, the little ones happily ran towards the back mountain.
"Master—"
Upon reaching the back mountain, Yi Cheng saw the Qin beast, her small eyes lit up, and she abandoned the big black pig and pounced on it.
Qin Shou casually lifted Master Roshi and held him in front of him as a shield.
Bang—thump!
The tortoise shell vibrated, creating ripples in its patterns.
Qin Shou put Master Roshi down. Master Roshi spun around in circles a few times, grinning foolishly, and then fell to the ground with a thud.
On the other hand, Yi Cheng, although she was blasted away, was unharmed and still ran up happily, jumping into Qin Shou's arms.
"Hey, hey, hey, Master, it feels like I haven't seen a tender goose in months!"
Yi Cheng looked up at Qin Shou with her small eyes wide open.
"It's been several years."
Qin Shou tapped her on the head and laughed.
"Oh, it's been several years!"
Yi Cheng looked surprised, her little mouth agape in an "o" shape.
"Master, would you like a whole pig feast for lunch, or a goose stewed in an iron pot?"
"Oh, right, Master, how about the geese go catch some ants and uproot a tree? They can eat ants climbing the tree for lunch."
"A goose could eat hundreds of little cuties in one bite!"
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