The end of this quasi-emperor peak is coming

Chapter 47 Three Hundred Years Later
Three hundred years passed in a flash.

News came from the depths of the starry sky that the genius of the demon clan, Wan Qing, was invincible in all the ancient demon clan roads, and now he has established himself in the realm of the Great Sage. In this era that is gradually becoming unsuitable for cultivation, he continues to make breakthroughs and is invincible in the world!
Lingtai City in the central area of ​​Eastern Wilderness.

This is a medium to large city.

"Have you heard? The genius of the demon race has defeated all opponents in the ancient starry sky road!"

"The genius of the demon race? Could it be the proud girl Que Yunjian from the Divine Magpie race who rose to fame a hundred years ago? Or is it the Heavenly Dragon from the Dragon race who fought equally with the Little Saint of the human race 150 years ago and had a very strong atavistic bloodline?"

“Hehe…you don’t have to guess! Although those demon geniuses you mentioned are powerful, they are far inferior to the one from three hundred years ago!”

"You mean... that person? If it's him, then it's really possible! Xi Nian can fight against a Saint King from the restricted area with the realm of a semi-saint! It's only natural that he can have such a record!"

In Pinxianzhai of Lingtai City, many cultivators were discussing the news excitedly, discussing every bit of information coming from the depths of the starry sky.

"Of course. It is said that he alone blazed his way through the ancient demon tribe 200 years ago. He was invincible and unrivaled in his realm! At that time, he was just a saint! Now, more than 200 years have passed, and no one knows what realm he has reached!"

"How high can it be? Now that the Dharma Ending Age has arrived, the heyday of us cultivators has ended! If I were born three hundred years earlier, I would definitely not be weaker than those so-called saints and saintesses!
Even the so-called peerless genius of the human demon race may not be my opponent! "There are young cultivators who are indignant. This era is running out, and the speed of cultivation is obviously much slower.

"You? Haha! You are just a failed pessimist! Thinking back to the time when the demon race's peerless genius Wan Qing faced this great world, he only said one sentence, but it still inspires me to this day."

Another young monk became interested: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

“Cultivation is to go against heaven’s will! We cannot attain enlightenment in the Dharma Ending Age? Who said that? What if I go against heaven’s will?” He said, looking somewhat spirited, as if he saw the phantom of a green lotus standing between heaven and earth, eternal and indestructible.

Hearing this, the man's face turned red, and he could only utter one sentence in the end: "Do you really think he is the ancient emperor?"

No one paid any attention to him. As the Dharma Ending Age approached, there were countless cultivators like him who complained about their fate and blamed others. They believed that if they were not unable to practice due to the times, they would have been able to rival the Young Emperor.

This kind of people simply lack the character and always blame themselves for their own mistakes. Their lives are limited and they accomplish nothing.

It is expected that even the ruthless emperor is just a mortal body, but he can go against the will of heaven and ascend to the throne as a mortal.

"Brother, are you from the demon tribe?" Someone was surprised to find that there was a trace of demonic energy oozing out of this person.

"Fellow Daoist, you have good eyesight! I grew up in the East and am a member of the Eastern Wilderness Demon Clan! Even the Green Emperor grew up under my watch. In the past, I even fought with the Green Emperor for ten moves without being defeated!" said the demon, complacently.

There are obviously some exaggerations in this statement, but no one tried to refute it. After all, to be able to fight against a figure like Qingdi, he must not have been a weakling in the past!
Because of the close relationship between the Green Emperor and the human race, and the fact that the saints of the human race and the demon race have been mediating between the two sides for thousands of years, the relationship between the demon race and the human race has eased a lot now. Although there are often conflicts, as long as it does not involve the interests and grudges of all parties, they can basically live in peace.

The others immediately became interested and came over to ask, "Brother, can you tell us about the past when the Green Emperor suddenly appeared?"

These are cultivators who have only appeared in the past three hundred years. When they were born, Wan Qing had already stepped into the starry sky, leaving only a legend. They are extremely interested in this genius who is hailed as one of the most talented in the history of the demon race.

It was also heard that the powerful men from all sides of the demon clan unanimously believed that the Green Emperor would attain enlightenment in the future, so this title had spread throughout the demon clan.

Throughout the ages, such characters are often the most attractive, especially their past, which is like a deadly poison to female monks, making them obsessed and unable to let go.

Look, many female monks have been secretly peeking over, quietly waiting for what is to come.

The demon cultivator said calmly, "Well, let me tell you! It is said that the Green Emperor was actually brought to Beidou by a powerful human..."

... "Who's that? Stop listening! Come over and clean up the box!" Luo Yan was listening with great interest when a voice came from behind him.

I had to interrupt my interest and stepped forward and said, "Here I come!"

"Nannan, listen here and don't run around. I'll go clean up the box!" Luo Yan lowered his head and said to a little girl beside him.

"Yes! Okay! Big brother, go ahead!" The little girl sat obediently aside, listening quietly to the man continue speaking.

Several waiters from Pinxianzhai also said with some dissatisfaction:

"I really don't know why the shopkeeper hired this guy in the first place! Not only does he take care of a child, but he also runs into the crowd from time to time to listen to stories! He is simply here to eat and drink for free!"

"That's right. He gets the same salary but does nothing all day. If you don't know him, you would think he is the boss of Pinxianzhai!"

"Don't say any more, or the shopkeeper might deduct your money!" a waiter kindly reminded.

"I told you! What's going on? This guy is simply here to eat and drink for free and disrupt our Pinxianzhai business!" But just as he finished saying this, he heard a cold gaze behind him. He quickly turned around and saw a fat monk standing behind him, staring at him without saying a word.

His expression changed suddenly: "Shopkeeper..."

"Pack your things, don't come tomorrow! Get away from me as far away as possible!" The fat monk had a gloomy face and immediately expelled him from Pinxianzhai.

"I don't accept it! I have worked here for five or six years. Why should I be kicked out just because of a few words from him?" he said, feeling unwilling.

Compared with other places, the treatment in Pinxian Pavilion is better. Cultivators like them who have no background dream of working in Pinxian Pavilion. The resources here are not only twice as much as those outside, but also have a huge background. It is said that it was opened by a great king! Few people dare to make trouble, and their life safety is also guaranteed! Otherwise, with their status, it would be easy for some big shots with bad tempers to crush them to death.

"What's five or six years? Before I came here, that guy had already been working as a farmhand here! Not to mention me, even if Boss Jin came, he would have to give him some face!" he said, not giving this person a good look.

"Get out! Get as far away as you can!"

Then, he looked at the little girl and took out a bright red fruit and said, "Little girl, do you want to eat some spiritual fruit? I just gave it to you today!"

Little Nannan thought about it and said obediently: "Yes!"

"for you!"

Little Girl picked up the bright red fruit, bit out the juicy flesh, and happily started to chew it.

The fat monk's eyes narrowed into slits. This child has looked like this since he entered Pinxianzhai. Decades have passed, and he remains unchanged. It is impossible to say that there is nothing strange about him!

He had no intention of capturing him and studying him. It was said that the waiter surnamed Luo had been working here as a farmhand for a hundred years, and his appearance had not changed in a hundred years. It was easy to tell that he must be a tough guy, the kind who could beat him with one hand.

I heard that even the owner of Pinxianzhai, the Great King, treated him with great respect. Such a person would be worshipped, so who would dare to offend him?

He looked at the others again and said, "I'll remind you one last time. Don't gossip about others behind their backs. Otherwise... hehe!"

Several people were suddenly frightened and hurried to work.

(End of this chapter)