Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 105 Right and wrong, success and failure, all turn to nothing

The fall of a Saint Body and a candidate for Young Saint at Wushi Money House was enough to shake the entire Eastern Region and enrage all the Saints of Wushi Money House.

In any power, a Saintly Body is cultivated as a future Saint. Even in a powerful ancient family like the Xia family, the death of Xia Yunyi, the Golden Spirit Saintly Body, caused a great sensation within the Xia family, prompting a Saint of the Xia family to take action and slaughter an entire city.

Moreover, today not only did a Holy Body perish, but the young master candidate of the Martial Market Money Shop was also beheaded, which is tantamount to the death of the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall.

It is foreseeable that the Xiao Sheng Clan and the Xu Sheng Clan will be furious, and the Wu Shi Bank and the Eastern Region Holy Academy will certainly not let it go.

In the past few years, the Holy Academy disciples, represented by Xiao Lingyan and Zhang Ruochen, have won a series of victories against the geniuses of the Black Market, giving the martial arts practitioners in the Eastern Region the illusion that the Black Market is inferior to the Martial Market Money Shop in this generation.

The deaths of Xu Yunling and Xiao Lingyan were enough to completely overshadow the previous defeats of the Seven Fiends Envoy and Xia Shaoyang, ushering in a new era for the younger generation of martial artists in the entire Eastern Region.

An era led by Emperor I.

The Lingyun Flying Boat is a flying, thousand-patterned sacred artifact. It transformed into a size of several hundred feet and swept across the sky above Nanyang Prefecture.

The owner of the flying boat was Illusion Saint. After learning that Emperor Yi had killed Xu Yunling and Xiao Lingyan in one battle and captured Silver Moon in the sky, he rushed to Nanyang Prefecture immediately to prevent the saints of the Eastern Region Divine Land from resorting to desperate measures together with Spear Saint.

On the highest deck of the flying boat, a barrier of sacred energy forms a view, offering a panoramic vista of the magnificent landscape of Nanyang Prefecture.

The phantom saint, dressed in a red dress and with white hair, was radiant and captivating.

The Gun Saint wore a gray robe and had white eyebrows; he was thin and tall.

Besides the two of them, only Di Yi and Yin Yue Lin Kong remained.

Last night, the battle between the younger generation of the Black Market Yipintang and the younger generation of the Martial Market Money Shop was just one aspect. The more decisive battle was actually between the Gun Saint and Xiao Sheng and Yin Kaishan.

Judging from the Gun Saint's current state, he clearly won a great victory in last night's battle against the saints.

"Elder, Yin Yue Lin Kong was once your disciple. How to deal with her is up to you to decide."

Silver Moon in the Sky was a disciple of the Gun Saint. Although she had long been expelled from the sect, the decision on how to deal with her still required the opinion of the Gun Saint, the saint himself.

"She is no longer my disciple. Since you captured her, it is up to you to decide how to deal with her."

The Gun Saint naturally noticed the anomaly of the Silver Moon in the sky. It lacked the liveliness of a living person and had lost its emotions and desires. It didn't seem like a martial arts cultivator, but rather like a battle corpse raised by the ancient corpse-driving clan of the Southern Region.

As a veteran saint who has lived for hundreds of years, he doesn't have much affection for Silver Moon in the Sky. With the more outstanding disciple, Purple Wind Star Envoy, Silver Moon in the Sky has become dispensable.

"I still have some matters to attend to, Illusion Saint. We'll meet again in the Eastern Holy City." The Spear Saint bowed slightly to the Illusion Saint, glanced at the silver moon in the sky, and indifferently leaped out of the Lingyun Flying Boat, disappearing into the horizon.

After the Gun Saint left, Emperor Yi took out the imperial edict written by the talented woman of the Holy Book last night.

"Oh? This holy energy is..."

Huan Sheng was quite surprised to sense the aura emanating from the imperial edict. He took the edict from Di Yi's hand, slowly unfolded it, and read through its contents.

"So it was an imperial edict left by the Holy Maiden and the Talented Woman. A candidate for the World's Child, what a prestigious title."

The selection of the World Prince was ordered by Empress Chi Yao and carried out by the talented woman of the Sacred Book within the five regions of the Kunlun Realm.

All nine realm princes can become Empress Chi Yao's personal disciples.

This is an irresistible temptation for the prodigies of other forces. The mere prospect of becoming the Empress's disciple is enough to make countless people scramble for it.

However, Zuoqiu Hongting, the eighth disciple of the Illusion Queen, died at the hands of the Xue Dynasty. The Illusion Queen's lineage had a deep grudge against the court, so the Illusion Saint was naturally not very enthusiastic about the selection of the World Son by the Holy Book Talented Woman.

"The imperial court is indeed the most powerful force in the Kunlun Realm today. Many of the most precious cultivation resources are only possessed by the imperial court and are in the hands of Empress Chi Yao. The revenge for Eighth Senior Sister cannot go unavenged, but it has no direct connection with your participation in the competition for the Realm Child."

Di Yi was slightly surprised. He thought that Huan Sheng would not want him to become the World Child, or at least would not be happy about it.

Huan Sheng rolled up the imperial edict and returned it to Di Yi. She slowly stood up, dragging her red skirt as she walked to the edge of the deck, looking down at the Eastern Region below: "Each generation has its own grudges. Five hundred years ago, Empress Chi Yao killed the Buddha Emperor and the Demon Emperor. It is no exaggeration to say that the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect, the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect, and the imperial court have a blood feud."

"But the Holy Book Talented Woman's selection of the World Leader will certainly not be absent from the Moon Worshiping Demon Sect and the Ten Thousand Buddhas Sect. This is the general trend of the world today."

"Therefore, I think you should also compete for the position of the World Leader. After all, you are the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall, representing the younger generation of the evil sects in the entire Eastern Region."

In Di Yi's view, the position of the World Prince was dispensable. He already possessed enough opportunities, and it wouldn't matter much if he couldn't receive the guidance of Empress Chi Yao and the imperial court.

The Nine Realm Leaders were chosen by Chi Yao as the next generation of leaders for the Kunlun Realm in preparation for the great calamity that would soon befall the Kunlun Realm. Sitting in this position meant that the responsibility far outweighed the opportunity.

After the Buddha Emperor's death, the Path of Ten Thousand Buddhas probably truly submitted to the imperial court, but the Moon Worshiping Demonic Sect was definitely not a benevolent group. Their participation in the struggle for the realm's children was driven by some other ulterior motives.

However, these wicked thoughts will all vanish like a dream once Empress Chi Yao becomes a god.

"The World Prince Banquet will be held in Sword Pavilion on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month, which is still some time away, so there is no need to worry about it for now."

Di Yi then thought of something more important: "By the way, Senior Sister, where is Senior Qingyu now?"

Huan Sheng turned around and looked at him, saying, "There are still several months before the Sword Tournament. She has returned to Lingjuan Hill in the Central Region. If you want to continue to learn swordsmanship, you will probably have to wait for a while."

Di Yi frowned slightly. Had the Azure Feather Sword Saint returned to Spirit Cuckoo Hill? The Eastern Region and the Central Region were separated by hundreds of millions of miles, making it difficult to make contact even with a communication talisman.

"Don't worry, the Sword Tournament is a once-in-a-century event, a grand gathering for sword cultivators. She will not be absent."

"Now that you have subdued Silver Moon, let's set off for the Holy City of the Eastern Region."

The Illusionary Saint looked towards the direction of the Eastern Holy City, his expression filled with anticipation.

The Flying Boat moved swiftly like a streak of light, pulling Di Yi back to reality. He suddenly remembered that at this time, the Black Market Saints should be about to take action to reclaim the Nine Phoenix Cauldron from the Eastern Domain Holy Academy.

The Nine Phoenix Cauldron is the supreme sacred artifact of the black market. Five hundred years ago, the Evil Emperor used the Nine Phoenix Cauldron to fight against Empress Chi Yao in the Fallen God Mountain Range.

After that battle, the Evil Emperor disappeared without a trace, his fate unknown. The Nine Phoenix Cauldron was taken away by Empress Chi Yao and suppressed under the sacred mountain of the Eastern Domain Holy Academy.

The Supreme Sacred Artifact is the emperor among sacred artifacts; only a Great Sage can unleash its full power.

Five hundred years ago, after the Evil Emperor was defeated and disappeared, the evil path was leaderless and without a Great Sage to oversee it.

The Eastern Sacred City is personally overseen by Chen Yuhua, one of the twelve founding Heavenly Kings of the Eastern Region. He controls the Fire Tower and the grand formation of the Eastern Sacred City, making it extremely difficult to reclaim the Nine Phoenix Cauldron from the foot of the Sacred Mountain.

Five hundred years later, Xia Han broke through to the Great Sage realm, becoming the new Evil Emperor and uniting all the evil saints.

King Chen Yuhua of the Eastern Region was nearing the end of his lifespan, and his blood energy and combat power were no longer at their peak, so he no longer had the strength to suppress the Eastern Region.

After years of planning, the black market is confident enough to reclaim the Nine Phoenix Cauldron.

……

The news of Xu Yunling and Xiao Lingyan's deaths plunged the Eastern Holy City into silence.

Emperor Yi, the young master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall, once again resounded throughout the Eastern Region.

The deaths of two young prodigies are a tremendous blow to the younger generation of the Eastern Sacred Academy.

Fortunately, a piece of good news from the Chaotic Myriad Realms Mountain somewhat alleviated this anger.

Several months later, someone else reached the supreme realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, namely Zhang Ruochen, the disciple of the Xuanji Sword Saint.

Golden Rainbow Continent, Seventh District.

Zhang Ruochen's mansion was very grand, covering a vast area, and had everything from a beast garden and training ground to a storeroom and study.

After spending several months in the Xuanwu Ruins Realm to reach the Supreme Realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm and receiving the inheritance of the Azure Fire Xuanwu, Zhang Ruochen's temperament and strength have undergone considerable changes.

Looking at Nie Honglou inside the room and learning from her about Yin Yue Lin Kong's experiences, Zhang Ruochen couldn't help but feel a pang of emotion.

Back in the Silver Sky Tower, when Silver Moon was able to defeat the two Star Envoys of the Black Market and a group of experts including Xia Shaoyang, he also contributed a lot to the victory and forged a friendship with the members of the Silver Sky Mercenary Group.

"According to the information that came back, the leader of the group is not dead, but he has been controlled by Di Yi with evil magic and turned into a walking corpse. Zhang Ruochen, you are the disciple of Jinlong, you inherited the Buddha Emperor's relic, and you have reached the supreme realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm. Do you have any way to help the leader of the group break free from Di Yi's control?"

Nie Honglou looked haggard and dejected. He was the vice leader of the Silver Sky Mercenary Group and one of the earliest followers of Silver Moon Sky. When the news of Silver Moon Sky falling into Di Yi's hands came back, he was the one who found it hardest to accept it.

“Brother Nie, rest assured, I also greatly admire the Silver Moon Clan Leader. If I can help, I will certainly do my best. However, the Silver Moon Clan Leader is currently being cared for by Emperor Yi. Only by rescuing her first can we find a way to remove the evil spell from her body,” Zhang Ruochen said with a slight frown.

While others were unaware that Di Yi had reached the Supreme Realm in the Death Ruins, it was not difficult for Bu Qianfan, who had entered Ape Head Mountain with Di Yi, to guess that Yi Qianlong was Di Yi.

Once Bu Qianfan found out, more people in the Eastern Holy City also learned about it. "So, the Hidden Dragon Hall Master is the young master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall? Then Zi Qian, A Le, and the others are also from the Black Market now." Zhang Ruochen sighed inwardly, finding it hard to accept this result.

He was the wise crown prince of eight hundred years ago, and he knew the prestige of the nine emperors and three empresses. He once admired the evil emperor, the demon emperor and others, and did not distinguish between good and evil based on the faction to which a person belonged.

The Xu Sheng Clan is located in the Eastern Holy City and holds a pivotal position in the Martial Market Bank. However, since arriving in the Eastern Holy City, the Xu Sheng Clan's actions have been far from upright and honest, lacking any sense of righteousness.

On the contrary, Ziqian and Ale fought alongside him at Tianmo Ridge.

Nie Honglou understood that rescuing Yin Yue Lin Kong from Di Yi's side would be extremely difficult, so he didn't make any excessive demands on Zhang Ruochen. After receiving a promise, he left on his own.

After he left, a black cat, even fatter than a wild boar, walked in from outside the door, its fur gleaming.

The black cat was holding the latest issue of the Eastern Region Newspaper, which reported on recent major events in the Eastern Region.

Zhang Ruochen reaching the Supreme Realm of the Heavenly Extreme should have occupied the headlines, but at this moment he only occupied half the page, while the other half was occupied by Di Yi.

“Zhang Ruochen, as one of the six great kings of the new generation in the Eastern Region, you have already been far surpassed by Di Yi. But it doesn’t matter. As long as you are willing to become my disciple, I will pass on a divine skill to you. With the Qiankun Divine Wood Diagram, I guarantee that you will be able to surpass Di Yi within a year.” The black cat patted its chest confidently.

Zhang Ruochen glanced at it helplessly, not taking its words to heart, and asked, "Little Black, you're very knowledgeable, do you know what methods Di Yi used to control Silver Moon in the Sky?"

The news that Silver Moon had been subdued by Emperor Yi was published by the talented woman of the Holy Book in the Eastern Region Gazette, and it was very credible.

Xiao Hei shook his head upon hearing this and said, "Zhang Ruochen, you should know that the Kunlun Realm has countless inheritances, including many secret techniques and sacred arts left behind by gods in the Middle Ages. Their mysteries are beyond your imagination. Yin Yue Lin Kong is just a martial artist in the Fish-Dragon Realm. Controlling her is not a difficult task for a force like the Black Market that has existed for countless millennia."

"However, if it is true, as reported in the Eastern Region Chronicles, that Silver Moon in the Sky was controlled by Emperor Yi himself, then Emperor Yi must have cultivated an extremely terrifying mental power technique that could shatter the consciousness of Silver Moon in the Sky, whose realm is higher than his own."

Zhang Ruochen nodded. The black market has a long history, dating back to the medieval era, so it's not surprising that it possesses such a soul-controlling secret technique.

The ancient corpse-driving clan and ghost-raising clan in the Southern Region, as well as the Death Zen Cult overseas, all have this kind of heritage and are full of experts who are good at this.

"Do you have a way to break his mental power techniques? Use the Dragon Relic, or ask the Heavenly Divine Tree to help."

Xiao Hei had followed the Venerable Monk Sumeru for many years and was once a peak Great Sage. His knowledge far surpassed that of Zhang Ruochen, so he naturally did not take Di Yi seriously. He said confidently, "As long as I can rescue Yin Yue Lin Kong, no matter what kind of control method it is, there is no one I cannot break."

Seeing Xiao Hei's confidence, Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief. Although Xiao Hei loved to boast, it did indeed have a solution when it was truly needed.

"By the way, Zhang Ruochen, have you really thought it through and decided to marry that girl Huang Yanchen?"

Zhang Ruochen nodded slightly and chuckled, "During my trip to the Xuanwu Ruins, I went through life and death with Senior Sister Yanchen. Only then did I realize that, without realizing it, I couldn't let her go."

“We were originally engaged, but after discussion between my mother and Prince Qianshui, we decided to move the wedding date forward to three days from now.”

……

The Flying Cloud Boat traveled a million miles and stopped in a bamboo forest ten thousand miles outside the Eastern Holy City.

Instead of taking Di Yi directly into the city, Huan Sheng led him into the depths of the bamboo forest.

Lush forests and tall bamboos, clear streams flowing, and the occasional chirping of birds with melodious voices.

There is a stone platform about ten feet wide on the bank of the stream.

A chessboard, two stone benches, a man and a woman playing chess.

The Empress changed into a palace dress, her long hair tied up with a jade hairpin. The man playing chess with her had thick eyebrows and bright eyes, and his purple hair cascaded down his back. His broad and burly body was wrapped in a Qilin robe, and just sitting there, he exuded an invisible aura of power.

Di Yi was familiar with the man's appearance; apart from being more mature and weathered, he was almost identical to the Lingxu Body in the Nine Absolutes Tower.

Evil Emperor, Xia Han.

The current master of the Universe Heaven, and the number one heretical figure in the Kunlun Realm.

The two were engrossed in their game of chess and paid no attention to Huan Sheng and Di Yi.

The Emperor looked at the chessboard, where nineteen lines of latitude and longitude intersected, with black and white characters scattered across it, as if the two paths of Yin and Yang were colliding. The ordinary chess pieces, once placed on the board, became hazy and invisible due to the blessing of the two people's holy paths.

The two great sages playing chess was not just a game of chess, but also a discussion of the Dao, a truly rare and precious encounter.

Di Yi quietly activated his True Source Demon Eye, wanting to see the moves on the chessboard more clearly.

As his demonic eyes opened, each chess piece transformed into a terrifying figure in his vision, each exuding holy might far surpassing that of ordinary saints.

The chessboard grew larger and larger, its lines and grids transforming into mountains and rivers, and eventually into the five regions of Kunlun.

Emperor Yi was startled, feeling his body grow smaller and smaller as he fell into the chessboard, like a speck of dust.

He looked up at the sky, and two figures shrouded in chaotic mist looked down at him.

The next instant, the scene before my eyes collapsed.

"You're quite bold, daring to spy on my game with Xia Han." The Illusion Queen appeared in front of Emperor Yi at some point, pointing her finger at his brow to remove the influence of their sacred chess game.

But it stopped in mid-air and let out a soft "hmm".

"Interesting, he's actually trying to refine it himself."

"He reached the Supreme Realm four times in the four realms of martial arts. It was the divine imprints in his Qi Sea that played a role. If he can refine a wisp of the Holy Dao will of me and my senior, it will be a good opportunity for his future cultivation."

The Evil Emperor also got up and walked over, looking at Emperor Yi with great interest.

"Xiao Jiu, keep an eye on your junior brother," the Illusion Queen instructed, then returned to the chessboard with the Evil Emperor to continue their game of chess. This game seemed to be of great importance to both of them.

Huan Sheng respectfully agreed and quietly stood guard to the side.

"As expected of junior brother, he can still gain something from this."

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

The main street in front of the Eastern Region Holy King's Palace was exceptionally lively.

Today is the day that the disciple of the Xuanji Sword Saint of the Eastern Domain Holy Academy, a rising star, marries Huang Yanchen of the Eastern Domain Holy King's Mansion.

People are in high spirits when they are happy. Zhang Ruochen was full of energy and looked radiant. He was also dressed very elegantly, with his long hair tied up with a hair crown, wearing a purple dragon robe, a white jade dragon belt around his waist, and glass boots. He was sitting on the back of the sixth-order savage beast, the Earth Fire Qilin.

Zhang Ruochen was already outstanding in appearance, and at this moment he appeared even more handsome, attracting the attention of countless women along the way, who wished they could replace Huang Yanchen.

A loft on the edge of Mingwang Street.

Xia Shaoyang stood with his hands behind his back, looking down at Zhang Ruochen and his group passing by below.

Behind him, a man held a brocade box in his arms, from which a faint smell of blood emanated.

"Zhang Tiangui, look how glorious your ninth brother is! He's reached the Supreme Realm, become a disciple of the Sword Saint, and now he's about to marry a beauty. I'm truly envious."

The man holding the brocade box was none other than Zhang Tiangui, the former seventh prince of Yunwu County.

Since arriving in the Eastern Divine Land from Tianmo Ridge, Zhang Tiangui has endured countless torments. He has long lost the high spirits he once had in Tianmo Ridge, and his eyes are now filled with resentment.

He resented Zhang Ruochen. If it weren't for Zhang Ruochen, he would have already become the Prince of Yunwu, instead of being a dog in the black market.

"Go and give him this gift that I have carefully prepared."

Inside the brocade box was Xiao Lingyan's severed head.

Zhang Tiangui knew he was doomed, but he was not afraid of death. He just regretted not being able to see Zhang Ruochen die.

“My lord, the head of a candidate for the position of Young Master of the Martial Market Bank may not be enough to make Zhang Ruochen feel anything. In my opinion, it would be better to take the heads of Lin Fei, Zhang Shaochu, and Zhang Yuxi and let Zhang Ruochen know what true agony is.”

Xia Shaoyang gave him a cold look and said sternly, "What do you take me for? What good will it do to disgust Zhang Ruochen with such methods?"

"This head is my challenge to him. I lost to him twice, but I won't lose to him a third time."

Zhang Tiangui didn't say anything more. Knowing that Xia Shaoyang wouldn't listen to him, he smiled sarcastically and walked towards Mingwang Street with the brocade box in his hand.

Unfortunately, all right and wrong, success and failure, are fleeting. If there were an afterlife, he would somewhat hope that he and Zhang Ruochen were true brothers.

(End of this chapter)