From a martial arts disciple to a god through countless trials and tribulations

Chapter 288 The Immortal Seed Little Emperor of the Central Plains
The green hills resemble tombs, shrouded in mist and haze, making it difficult to distinguish between clear and murky waters.

The enormous, menacing female head seemed to sense something, spitting out the dragon-robed youth that it couldn't chew. Then, its tongue, like a giant snake and dripping with blood, slashed towards the dragon-robed youth on the ground.

Chen Xuan possessed the power of the Mind Fasting Technique and could see it clearly; the scene was truly chilling.

"There was a cultivator who was both lucky and unlucky, wearing a black dragon robe..." He spoke briefly, continuously telling the others what he had seen.

This young man in the dragon robe actually got there first, reaching the core area of ​​Immortal Tomb Mountain before them.

His good fortune is truly astonishing, but he seems to lack the strength to fight alone!

"A dragon robe? Could it be our young emperor of Zhongzhou?!" Upon hearing this, the accompanying National Preceptor Qingqu was shocked and his expression changed drastically.

"A relationship?" Chen Xuan, Su Fuyao, and the other cultivators from Yunmeng Prefecture in the Southern Region looked at the excited National Preceptor Qingqu.

The group of eight consisted mostly of cultivators from the Southern Region, but two of them were Divine Travelers from the Central Region.

"It must be that incredibly fortunate young emperor born of a celestial seed; he is the current emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty," the National Preceptor Qingqu speculated with certainty.

Because, after searching for most of the day, they still couldn't find the core area of ​​Immortal Tomb Mountain, and in the end they had no choice but to ask Qingnang for help. Now, a cultivator wearing a dragon robe has arrived first? It must be that person!
Su Fuyao said, "It should be the one ranked first in the list of immortals in Zhongzhou."

She is one of the two immortal beings of the Southern Region's human race, and because she has some knowledge of immortal beings in other realms.

Su Fuyao succinctly told Chen Xuan that the young man in the dragon robe was a legendary immortal prodigy from the Central Plains.

The Great Yu Dynasty was a major dynasty power second only to the four ancient dynasties, and was known as the fifth largest in Central China.

However, more than a decade ago, the Great Yu Dynasty encountered a major crisis. The True Monarch Emperor, who cultivated the One Man Scripture, suddenly appeared and perished, which caused a large number of his followers to fall into lower realms.

Thus, the royal city was breached by the combined forces of the demon race, and all the princes and grandsons of the Yu clan were hung on the city walls as a warning to the world...

This tragedy is comparable to the Qingnang Daoist Temple in the Southern Region a thousand years ago.

Later, some remaining forces loyal to the Great Yu Dynasty found a young boy weaving mats and selling shoes in a small town on the border of the Central Plains and reopened the Great Yu Dynasty.

This six- or seven-year-old child was actually hundreds of generations removed from the bloodline of Emperor Yu, and his lineage was extremely thin.

But there was nothing they could do. The legitimate bloodline of the Great Yu Dynasty had been wiped out by the demon race, and the child thus became the reigning emperor of an ancient dynasty, a true legend of the Central Plains.

"Go back ten thousand years, whose family didn't have a great ancestor?" This is how the Qi practitioners of Zhongzhou often describe that incredibly lucky young emperor with the celestial seed, filled with envy and jealousy.

Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, never expecting that a stranger he had met not long ago would carry such a strong legendary aura.

As expected, everyone at this banquet was a force to be reckoned with; they were all influential figures in their respective regions, and the competition was about who had the most extraordinary experiences.

"Who will save the Emperor? Who will save me!" In the distance, the young emperor of the Great Yu Dynasty, clad in dragon robes, screamed in pain, rolling around on the ground like a ball, whipped by the woman's large tongue, amidst flashes of blood and lightning.

Chen Xuan's eyelids twitched as he watched, thinking to himself that they were indeed immortal beings, very resilient to beatings.

Each slap of the woman's head was no less powerful than a strike from a divine travel technique, capable of easily turning mountains into dust. In an instant, the young emperor of the Yu family was slapped hundreds of times.

"Please, Fellow Daoist Chen, lend a hand!" The National Preceptor of Qingqu solemnly requested Chen Xuan to come to his aid, knowing that Chen Xuan's Qingnang Technique was more profound than Hua Liuli's.

Another wandering spirit from Zhongzhou, a middle-aged man with short hair dressed as a military general, also asked Chen Xuan for help, not wanting to see the young emperor of the Zhongzhou immortal seed suffer an accident.

Although everyone is a competitor at the Mountain and Sea Banquet, it doesn't mean that everyone else has to die.

"Buzz!"

Chen Xuan's fingertips emitted countless strands of mysterious yellow light, like golden runes, connecting with the feng shui path summoned by Hua Liuli and quickly taking over. In an instant, the group seemed to transform into rainbow light, and their speed of movement increased several times over.

Using the Qingnang technique to trace the source and find objects is a thousand times more difficult than simply traveling. A slight error can lead to a vast difference in the destination.

The two divine travelers from Central Plains, the National Preceptor of Qingqu and the short-haired old man, exchanged glances, both showing surprise as they looked at Chen Xuan, who seemed to control the heavens and the earth, moving forward like a god.

This young man seemed to be commanding the heavens and the earth, covering hundreds of miles in an instant; such a scene was truly astonishing.

"The Qingnang Dojo in the Southern Region truly deserves to be called one of the highest lineages of the Earth Virtue lineage," the Qingqu National Preceptor secretly praised the short-haired general.

The short-haired general sighed, "Tai Xu didn't show up at the Mountain and Sea Banquet; otherwise, he might have been able to go even faster."

"This one exquisite Qingnang technique alone would probably take other geniuses a lifetime to learn."

In the blink of an eye, the group had traversed tens of thousands of miles.

“For thousands of years ago, when people talked about the Earth Virtue, they would first mention the Qingnang Taixuan of the Southern Region, not the old emperor of the Ji Family Great Li Dynasty in our Central Plains,” said the National Preceptor of Qingqu.

"And in this generation, Qingnang has produced Xinzhai and two Realm Lords. I wonder if His Highness Ji Youbing can keep them in check," the short-haired general transmitted.

"We're almost there!" Su Fuyao suddenly exclaimed.

A white sword aura shone in her eyes, her sword heart clear and discerning, seeing through all things, and she was one step ahead of the others in their divine journey, glimpsing the scene at the end.

"It really is the young emperor of the Yu family!" Soon, the Imperial Preceptor Qingqu and the others could also clearly see the scene at the end.

"Woo!" The woman's head went berserk, sometimes lashing out at the young emperor of the Yu family with her tongue, sometimes tearing at him with her razor-sharp teeth, her attacks becoming increasingly fierce.

She sensed a great crisis approaching from afar, and immediately used her tongue to grab the half-dead young emperor of the Yu family, quickly retreating into the thick fog in the mountains.

"boom!"

But in an instant, the jade-colored and dark yellow aura at Chen Xuan's fingertips became even more intense, like the sun rising. In an instant, the stars shifted and the world seemed to change in an instant. The group rode on the golden road, crossing the last three thousand miles and landing in the core region.

At this moment, he pushed the "Two Realms True Scripture" and the "Dang Kang True Scripture" to their limits, and the Qingnang Immortal Techniques unleashed terrifying divine power.

In the blink of an eye, Chen Xuan led the group across three thousand miles of void!

"cut!"

The moment the group emerged from the light, Su Fuyao drew her white sword from her waist. The sword's light was cold and icy for thousands of miles. The white sword shadow shot out like a line, causing the swampy mist and thousands of mountains to break apart and fly up, suspended in the air.

"Crack!"

The woman's head, hidden deep in the fog, had countless indestructible hairs broken off. Her entire skull was ripped open by the sword light, black blood splattering out. She screamed shrilly and fell into the darkness.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Linyuan drew his sword, as if he and the sword were one. A magnificent and dazzling sword light rose up, weaving together a beautiful and enchanting land of ascension, illuminating the vast land.

Among the first two generations of cultivators in Yunmeng Shangzhou, this sword official, who was the most talented, actually refined a divine land into a sword sheath, turning it into an unparalleled supreme sword!

"Boom!" Countless divine rays covered the land. The other divine beings took action one after another. The National Preceptor of Qingqu summoned a broken Star-Picking Tower, which originated from Taixu. An ancient immortal once comprehended the Dao in the tower. As the immortal power rippled, an ancient but dilapidated cloud mountain fairyland stretched for thousands of miles...

Almost instantly, everyone took action, joining forces to attack into the thick fog.

None of the eight in this group were weak. Even the two realm masters of the Heavenly Fate Cauldron, who were relatively weakest in combat, wielded a full five incredibly powerful mortal artifacts, unleashing a series of powerful attacks comparable to divine travel, covering the sky and the earth.

Moments later, calm returned, and they reunited in the dissipating fog.

“She is not an ordinary evil spirit; she has flesh and blood and warmth, and is an ancient creature of this place,” Su Fuyao said.

Chen Xuan looked down, holding a large handful of black hair, thousands of feet long, stained with blood, which had been torn from the woman's head. He commented, "Indeed extraordinary."

“She escaped; something’s wrong with this area,” Wang Linyuan said, his expression grave.

Even if the most powerful and experienced martial arts masters joined forces, they wouldn't be able to escape unscathed, yet they still failed to capture the woman's head, allowing her to escape. It's utterly unbelievable.

Chen Xuan seemed to be deep in thought, his eyes darting around. The Qingnang Technique led them into an extremely strange place.

He tugged at the black hair in his hand, and instantly, a man's head emerged. He wiped the blood from his face and shouted, "You are all heroes who saved my life! I will reward you handsomely!"

The young emperor of the Yu family crawled out from the endless strands of hair. He was bruised and battered, and his clothes were tattered, but he had an extremely satisfied smile on his face.

"I knew I wouldn't need to save myself; all I had to do was shout, and divine soldiers would immediately descend to my rescue!"

The young emperor of the Yu family, with disheveled hair, stood with one hand on his hip and the other pointing at Chen Xuan, saying, "You are the most valiant, unparalleled throughout the ages. I hereby bestow upon you the title of the Great General of Unrivaled Valor!"

He then pointed at Su Fuyao and said, "Your swordsmanship is excellent. I hereby appoint you as the commander of the Great Yu Imperial Guard, the number one expert!"

He surveyed the land, then bestowed official titles upon Wang Linyuan and others, finally raising his head and laughing loudly: "All the heroes and beauties of the world are now under my command, and the revival of the Great Yu is in sight!"

Chen Xuan and the others looked at each other, their lips twitching involuntarily.

"Is this little emperor an idiot? How could he repay kindness with enmity?" Hua Liuli said angrily via telepathy, because she had been appointed as an imperial concubine of the Dayu Dynasty, in charge of the three palaces and six courtyards.

"All immortal beings are strange, and Nanmian is no exception," Chen Xuan commented in a low voice. Even Su Fuyao didn't resemble a human being.

"Zheng!"

Su Fuyao drew her white longsword, placed it on the shoulder of the young emperor of the Yu family, and asked in a cold voice, "You'd better speak properly and stop playing tricks."

At this moment, even the Qingqu National Preceptor and the short-haired Divine General of Zhongzhou turned their heads in tacit agreement. The famous young emperor of the Great Yu Immortal Seed was really behaving inappropriately.

"Hmm? I wish for harmony and unity between ruler and subjects, yet you dare to offend the Emperor's countenance. What's going on?" The young Emperor of the Yu family rebuked him with displeasure.

"You're courting death!" Su Fuyao's face was frosty, and with a flick of her jade fingers, a murderous aura burst forth from the sword's edge.

Although she is only third in the Southern Region Immortal Ranking, she is not afraid of the first in the Central Region Immortal Ranking, who may not be more powerful than the Southern Emperor.

"Hiss!" A bloody gash suddenly appeared on the neck of the young emperor of the Yu family. He was startled and immediately cried out:
"Big brother's just trying to make you guys laugh, he's not really going to ban you... Sigh? Can't you take a joke!"

As he spoke, his tone shifted, and he said seriously, "Originally, that woman was going to take me to her lair after she swallowed my head... but your sudden arrival caused complications, and now she has escaped."

He looked somewhat helpless. He had intended to find the final opportunity through this simple and direct method, but he had failed.

"You can't beat that woman's head!" Su Fuyao sneered.

"Nonsense! I am the emperor, a man of immense wealth and honor. How could I possibly condescend to fight a mere female ghost? Even if I won, it would be dishonorable!"

The young emperor of the Yu family immediately retorted, and then he complained to Chen Xuan:

"Was it you who caused this? Nothing good ever comes from you. You've ruined all my incredible good fortune."

Chen Xuan sized up the young emperor of the Yu family, then suddenly asked curiously, "Are you the Chosen One?!"

"Um?!"

Upon hearing this, the young emperor of the Yu family was startled, staring at Chen Xuan in disbelief. Then, looking rather awkward, he stammered:
"You can't just say things like that. Good fortune isn't destiny! Everyone's constitution is different. I am clearly a peerless immortal being!"

"..."

Chen Xuan scrutinized the young emperor of the Yu family for a few moments, then turned back, and the group discussed exploring the mysterious events of this place.

Qingnangshu led everyone to the core area of ​​Immortal Tomb Mountain, arriving at the gate where the divine power fluctuations were most concentrated. Next, they would search for useful divine treasures.

A moment later, Chen Xuan used the hair from the woman's head to activate the Qingnang Technique, and finally, they traveled three hundred miles in one direction.

This is a valley completely shrouded in darkness, with countless broken spears and halberds on the ground. The woman's head fled in this direction and then suddenly disappeared.

"This is an ancient town."

The group cautiously stepped into the darkness and found themselves in a pitch-black town. Everyone felt something was amiss, as if there were many shadowy figures wandering around in the desolate ancient town under the night sky.

"Could it be a town from ancient times?" Hua Liuli wondered in a low voice, a chill running down her spine.

This place is shrouded in endless darkness, and if it weren't for the opening of the Mountain and Sea Banquet, it's likely that no outsider would ever have set foot here.

"Perhaps they are descendants of those ancient cultivators who guarded the Immortal Tomb!" The young emperor of the Winning Family gasped.

He was fully aware of this, because from the day he ascended the throne, his loyal ministers had been selecting a "tomb keeper" for him after his "sudden death."

"You, descendants of traitors, still dare to trespass into this sealed land, courting death!" In the middle of the town's road, a slender figure wandered, holding a bloody woman's head in her hands, uttering a venomous and hateful cry.

Suddenly, a huge black hand reached out from the depths of the town, blotting out the sky, and grabbed her and pulled her into even greater darkness.

Even the entire dilapidated town was dragged away by that dark hand.

"Chase!" Everyone hurriedly pursued the town from which the fleeing person had gone. Chen Xuan possessed two magical treasures, Xin Zhai and Qing Nang Shu, so it was virtually impossible for him to miss the opportunity before him.

With a boom, a golden, auspicious road, like a rainbow piercing the sun, appeared directly over the dark town.

"What exactly is your background?" Chen Xuan landed on the black hand in an instant, his palm carrying eight-colored divine light, grabbing out like lightning.

"Hand over the treasure and you will be spared!" Immediately afterwards, everyone else followed suit and attacked, fully demonstrating the excellent style of Qi practitioners who leave nothing but desolation wherever they go.

(End of this chapter)