Simultaneous travel: Starting from returning to the main god space.

Chapter 417 Nothing to do today, spending the day on the dragon bed (Seeking monthly votes! Seeking follow-up subscriptions!)

About fifteen minutes later, in a remote corner of the world, the two colossal creatures engaged in a decisive and utterly crushing battle.

The once supreme god-demon [Wilderness] perished amidst a series of unwilling roars, his physical body annihilated, his soul scattered, severing all possibility of resurrection and reincarnation.

Not long after, someone saw a magnificent fiery phoenix arrive from overseas and descend upon the Nine Provinces. It first flew to the west, but returned after only the time it takes to eat a meal. Then it headed straight north, and finally went to the southern border region...

In a single day, Aranto, the Witch God Sect, and the Gu Clan of Southern Xinjiang fell one after another. The Buddha, the Witch God, and the Gu God, these three top-grade powerhouses, were forced to break their seals, and then were severely beaten by someone and ruthlessly suppressed once again.

Moreover, this seal is more than ten times stronger than that of the Confucian Sage. Roughly estimated, all three Super Grade beings have been sentenced to at least ten thousand years of imprisonment. Considering that Wu Xian is in this world, this sentence may be extended.

This is truly cause for celebration, Coca-Cola!

Half a month later, Wei Yuan, the military god of the Great Feng Dynasty, led an army of 300,000 to conquer the three northeastern kingdoms and the Witch God Sect, which had lost their extraordinary experts. He also helped the southern demon race subdue the Ten Thousand Mountains and establish the Ten Thousand Demon Kingdom. From then on, he formed an alliance with the Great Feng Dynasty and became its vassal state.

After completing these tasks, the army rushed to Yunzhou and wiped out the legitimate lineage of the Great Feng Dynasty that had been hiding there for five hundred years. They obtained a large amount of money and resources, solving the Great Feng Dynasty's urgent financial crisis.

Meanwhile, Wu Xian, the commander of the Bad Guys, had already returned to the capital to report on his duties, accept various rewards and honors from the court, and that very night he had a long talk with Her Majesty the Empress by candlelight, giving a detailed report on all the details of the battle.

The two, who stood at the pinnacle of power, talked for a very long time that night, so long that no one knew whether the Grand Marshal had ever left the Empress's palace...

The next morning, Huaiqing, who had become the empress, groggily opened her eyes and stared blankly at the bright yellow embroidered dragon-patterned gauze curtain above her head for a while.

Feeling the damp sheets beneath her, memories of last night began to slowly resurface, and a blush rose on Huaiqing's usually aloof face.

She then realized that there was no one beside her. She sat up and frowned slightly as she looked around. She saw a figure sitting at a table not far away, writing with a flourish.

Seeing this, Huaiqing felt shy but also curious. She picked up a light gauze from the bedside, draped it over herself, walked behind Wu Xian, and gently leaned against him.

Her gaze swept over what he was writing; it seemed to be some kind of basic method for martial arts breathing techniques, but upon closer inspection, it seemed somewhat strange, distinctly different from the martial arts methods she had seen before. She couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Are you... creating a cultivation technique?"

Wu Xian smiled but did not answer immediately, continuing to bury himself in writing.

About fifteen minutes later, he dried the ink, put down the brush, turned around and bit Huaiqing's jade-like face, laughing as he said:

"That's right, I am indeed creating a cultivation technique, or more accurately, I am modifying the martial arts cultivation system."

“Ah Yue, do you know why martial artists, despite having the strongest combat power, are regarded as vulgar by other cultivation systems and have become the bottom of the hierarchy of contempt?”

The "A Yue" mentioned here naturally refers to Huai Qing. She has always been referred to as Huai Qing in public, but this is actually just her honorific title. Her real name is Ji Mingyue, which means precious and extraordinary, and also symbolizes intelligence and brilliance like a bright pearl.

Therefore, in private, Wu Xian always called her "A Yue" to show their close relationship.

On the other side, upon hearing Wu Xian's question, Huaiqing paused slightly, thought for a moment, and then replied:
"Because martial arts has the lowest cultivation threshold. Although talent is required to achieve higher success, it is not difficult for ordinary people to reach the sixth rank as long as they are willing to work hard and have resources. It is much easier than other systems."

"In addition, martial artists have relatively simple abilities, and they are only more advantageous in close combat. Other systems may not be able to defeat martial artists of the same level, but they have many magical methods, many of which can counter martial artists."

At this point, Huaiqing bit her lip helplessly. She herself cultivated the martial arts system and was well aware of its drawbacks and shortcomings. Just the fact that one could only fly after reaching the third rank of transcendent was something that other systems couldn't match.

A crude and vulgar warrior, he truly deserves the title.

"What you said is true, but not entirely accurate."

Wu Xian smiled slightly, pulled Huaiqing into his arms, and let him sit on his lap.

"The cultivation system of this world is all outside the Three Realms but within the Five Elements... Only martial artists are within the Three Realms but not within the Five Elements."

"The martial arts system was created from the very beginning with the goal of cultivating oneself and not relying on external things. This may be related to the environment of ancient times. Of course, it may also be that someone did it on purpose."

At this point, Wu Xian's lips curled into a mocking smile, and he continued, "In short, martial artists only cultivate themselves and do not interact with the outside world. As a result, after reaching the extraordinary level, other systems have the means to borrow the power of heaven and earth and transform the power of heaven and earth into their own, but martial artists can only rely on their own physique and qi. This is also the reason why martial artists are considered crude."

"Is that so..." Huaiqing nodded as if he understood, then realized something and looked at the breathing technique on the desk again, his eyes widening in disbelief.

"So, you intend to change the very nature of martial arts, allowing martial arts cultivation to interact with the outside world, thereby gaining the ability to harness the power of heaven and earth."

"Indeed, Yue, you are indeed intelligent."

Wu Xian kissed Huaiqing's cheek again and laughed, "Times have changed. The environment of the past did not allow martial artists to rely on external things, but now there is no need for that. It is time to keep up with the times and make the martial arts system great again!"

"So, which is stronger, your modified martial arts system or the original one?"

Huaiqing asked curiously.

"Well..."

Wu Xian hesitated for a moment, then shook his head helplessly: "The original martial arts system was powerful, but it was too extreme. To some extent, it was power exchanged for potential. Although it was possible to become invincible, the upper limit was locked, and in the end, one could only become a watchdog. In my opinion, it was not advisable."

"As for my revised martial arts system, although the future is uncertain, it has infinite possibilities. Perhaps in the future, other systems will disappear with the end of an era, leaving only martial arts. Or perhaps all other systems will be integrated into martial arts."

"However, the martial arts system has existed for tens of thousands of years. Overthrowing and reshaping it will not be easy. And what about the other martial artists in the Nine Provinces? We can't just make them all abandon their skills and start over, can we?"

Huaiqing said with some concern.

"Don't worry about that."

Wu Xian smiled confidently: "Don't forget, I am now the number one martial artist in the Nine Provinces. As long as I spread the news that I have reached my current level by cultivating a new martial arts system, guess what those martial artists will think."

"Even if they don't practice themselves, what about their descendants? If this continues, the entire Kyushu continent will probably be swept up in a martial arts craze, becoming a true golden age of martial arts."

Upon hearing this, Huaiqing's eyes lit up, but then he smiled bitterly and said with a hint of sadness, "Unfortunately, I'm afraid I won't live to see that day."

Those who are blessed with great fortune cannot live forever. Now that Huaiqing has become the emperor of the Great Feng Dynasty, he is also among them. At most, he will die of old age in a few decades and will not be able to accompany Wu Xian to see the glorious era of martial arts.

Seemingly sensing Huaiqing's thoughts, Wu Xian's lips curled slightly as he took out a blue book from his storage artifact and handed it to her.

"Here, this is a gift for you."

Huaiqing looked over and saw the five large characters "Huangji Jingshi Shu" written on the cover of the blue book, which made her heart skip a beat.

Wu Xian leaned close to her ear and whispered:
"This is a martial art specifically for the emperor to cultivate. Like a sorcerer, it can refine one's fortune to cultivate. Once one cultivates to the first rank, one can live as long as the country and achieve immortality."

Immortality!
A gleam of light burst forth in Huaiqing's eyes, and then he looked at Wu Xian, his gaze filled with tenderness and a moist mist.

"Your Majesty, I have presented you with the secret to immortality. I wonder how Your Majesty will reward you?"

Wu Xian smiled as he looked at the Empress in his arms, his smile gradually spreading.

Huaiqing's cheeks flushed red, and after a long while, he whispered two words that were barely audible.

"what ever……"

Wu Xian laughed heartily, picked up the beautiful empress around the waist, and carried her back to the dragon bed.

Bad Boy's Diary:
"The second day of the seventh month of the first year of the Huaiqingli era—nothing to do today, I will spend the day on the dragon bed!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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