Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 220 Unexpected Gain (Bonus Chapter)
When the Sword Saint of Burial Moon met Emperor Yi, Zhang Ruochen had already left.

After informing him of Qiu Yu and Luo Shuihan's ambush by the Rakshasa clan, he carefully observed Di Yi's expression and breathed a sigh of relief when he found that Di Yi remained calm.

“The ninety-nine sacred mountains are the dojos left behind by the Ice and Fire Phoenix. The spaces inside are overlapping. Since Miss Luo has escaped into the sacred mountains, she should not be found by the Rakshasa Clan in a short time. You don’t need to worry too much.”

The Emperor's face was as calm as a lake as he looked at the mandarin duck jade pendant in his palm. He could roughly sense Luo Shuihan's location as she gradually ventured deeper into the ninety-nine sacred mountains. She was moving very fast and was probably being pursued.

"Sword Saint of Burial Moon, I need to go out for a while. Leave the matters on Holy Mountain to Wan Zhaoyi and the Nine Heavens Mystic Maiden. Do not announce my departure for the time being."

The Sword Saint of Burial Moon wanted to persuade him again, but Di Yi's figure had already walked out of the Holy Mountain.

He sighed helplessly and immediately went to discuss the matter with Wan Zhaoyi, the talented woman from the Holy Book, and others.

After leaving the sacred mountain, Di Yi concealed his aura and, following the sensation from the Mandarin Duck Jade Pendant, headed towards Luo Shuihan's direction. At the same time, he released the Heavenly Demon Shadow, sending it to hunt down the Rakshasa Clan's first-class marquises and Saint King realm experts, carrying treasures such as the Azure Sky Bow, the White Sun Arrow, and the Emperor-Slaying Demon Sword.

Emperor Yi finally agreed to the deal with the Moon Goddess.

Even if the two rewards promised by the Moon Goddess seem unrealistic at the moment, even if there is only a one percent chance of them being fulfilled, it would still be a win for Di Yi.

Under normal circumstances, even the Great Sage wouldn't be qualified to trade with the Moon Goddess.

……

The Vermilion Bird Fairy flew back from outside the valley and informed everyone inside the valley of what she had discovered.

"The two Saint King level experts from the Rakshasa clan have gone to pursue Qiu Yu, so we should be safe for now."

The figures in the valley breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this. Back in the Kunlun Realm, they were the overlords of the younger generation, protected by the older generation of powerful figures. It was only when they arrived at the Ancestral Spirit Realm's battlefield of merit that they truly witnessed the cruelty of war.

The Devouring Demon Dragon, the Kunpeng Prince, the Vermilion Bird Fairy, and the Bi'an Heavenly King, who was subdued by Gai Tianjiao, are the young emperors of the four desolate seas, known as the Four Ancient Fiends.

At this moment, both Prince Kunpeng and the Devouring Demon Dragon looked disheveled, and Fairy Vermilion Bird was also very tired.

Besides them, there were two other human figures in the valley: Bei Gonglan, one of the World Princes, and Luo Shuihan.

Luo Shuihan's reputation has always been lukewarm, placing him in the second tier of outstanding talents in the Kunlun Realm.

It lacks the prestige of figures like the Eight Great Realms Masters, the Four Ancient Fiends, Zhang Ruochen, and Emperor Yi.

Even Han Qiu, A Le, Ye Honglei and others are more famous than her.

But even such a person has never fallen behind his peers in cultivation, and has even been slightly surpassed, reaching the peak of True Saint.

"We cannot let our guard down. There are quite a few Rakshasa warriors who ambushed us, and they can certainly spare some of their forces to pursue us," Bei Gonglan said.

“If we stay here, the Rakshasa Clan will find us sooner or later. We either need to move forward and continue deeper into the Phoenix Nest, or we need to find an opportunity to turn back and try to reunite with the saints of the Kunlun Realm,” said Fairy Vermilion Bird.

"The Phoenix Nest is the training ground of the Ice and Fire Phoenixes, fraught with danger. Even the Rakshasa army couldn't break through it. With our cultivation level, continuing to venture deeper would be tantamount to courting death." The Devouring Demon Dragon didn't want to go any further. Dragons and phoenixes have always been two races in constant conflict. The aura of the Ice and Fire Phoenixes within the Phoenix Nest made him uncomfortable, and he only wanted to get away as soon as possible.

“If we go back, we’ll definitely run into the Rakshasa clan’s marquis army. That would be suicide. We can’t go back,” Prince Kunpeng objected.

Luo Shuihan held the mandarin duck jade pendant in her palm, feeling the approaching aura, and her heart gradually calmed down.

Recalling the scene of the previous encounter with the Rakshasa army, Luo Shuihan had doubts in her heart again.

The other party did not seem to intend to kill them all; instead, they left them a way out.

Especially for autumn rain.

Otherwise, given Qiu Yu's cultivation level, it would be unlikely that she would be able to escape from the hands of the Rakshasa clan's powerful members.

"Is it to lure the other powerful figures from the Kunlun Realm here? Are they after him?"

Luo Shuihan's heart sank. The reputation that Di Yi had earned on the Northern Continent was now known to everyone in the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

Anyone with a brain knows that Di Yi has become the greatest threat to the Rakshasa army on the battlefield of merit in the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

Using Qiu Yu to blackmail Di Yi has a chance of success, but the probability is not high.

The Rakshasa clan should be unaware of her relationship with Di Yi, unless... someone leaked this secret.

As the aura sensed from the jade pendant drew closer, Luo Shuihan's usually calm heart began to stir with a mixture of anticipation and worry.

Thousands of miles away, Qiu Yu was unable to escape. Her limbs were severed, and her body was covered in large areas of wood. She lay miserably in a deep pit, her whole body emitting the divine fire of the phoenix tree.

Moon Sword and Twenty-Seven Snowflakes stood on either side of him, observing him with great interest.

"Is this the spiritual root of heaven and earth appointed by that god of Kunlun Realm? Apart from being the body of a true god, it doesn't seem to have anything special about it. Compared to Emperor Yi, it's far inferior. Can we really lure Emperor Yi out with it?" Yue Jian was skeptical.

“Such a despicable fellow, Di Yi would most likely not even look at him. I think we should just kill him to avoid offending the princess,” Twenty-Seven Snow echoed.

Qiu Yu overheard their words and was terrified. She hurriedly said, "Don't kill me! I am a spiritual root of heaven and earth from the Kunlun Realm. Emperor Yi will definitely not let me die. He will come to save me. By the way, among the people traveling with me, there is also Emperor Yi's little lover. Not many people know about this, but I guarantee it's true."

"Don't kill me. I can help you deal with Kunlun Realm and Emperor Yi."

With Luo Sha's orders, Yue Jian and Twenty-Seven Snowflakes naturally wouldn't kill Qiu Yu; they were just bluffing him earlier.

The Moon Sword unleashed a burst of sword energy, stunning Qiu Yu into unconsciousness.

"What a spineless fellow. So cowardly and afraid of death, yet he can become a spiritual root of heaven and earth. That god in the Kunlun Realm really has poor judgment."

"Let's take him back to see Her Highness the Princess. This time, perhaps we can really lure out Emperor Yi." Twenty-Seven Snow looked forward to it.

He had never encountered a top-tier genius like Di Yi in the Rakshasa Clan. The battle outside Xuan Yuan Mountain was not yet over, and he longed to fight Di Yi again.

……

After circling around the ninety-nine sacred mountains, Di Yi finally reached the north side and re-entered the interior of the sacred mountains, heading straight for Luo Shuihan's location in an almost straight line.

Along the way, they encountered many marquises of the Rakshasa tribe, scattered in all directions, plundering the resources of the holy mountain.

The Ice and Fire Phoenix was a being with near-divine cultivation, and could be called a demigod. Such a being would naturally have left behind countless treasures in her dojo.

After passing through a dense forest of ancient maple trees, the thirty-three sacred mountains in the deepest part of the forest could be seen. Emperor Yi stood at the junction of the middle and inner sacred mountains, his brows slightly furrowed.

"Her location is even deeper than before. This risky move is only out of necessity. It seems that the Rakshasa clan is still pursuing her."

Emperor Yi activated his True Source Demon Eye and looked at the thirty-three sacred mountains to the inside. He discovered many dangerous places on the road ahead that made him feel threatened.

"We need to find her as soon as possible. Any one of the thirty-three sacred mountains on the inner side is dangerous enough to threaten even a Saint King Realm expert. It's too dangerous."

Just as he was about to leave, he suddenly sensed movement and immediately concealed himself.

Not far away, six figures emerged from the sacred mountain.

"Young Lord, the sixty-six sacred mountains on the outer perimeter and in the middle have been almost completely looted. The truly precious treasures can probably only be found in the thirty-three sacred mountains on the inner perimeter and the Phoenix Nest in the deepest part of the land." The withered crow marquis, with a face resembling a withered crow, was a first-class marquis of the Rakshasa clan. The six figures, each possessing an aura no weaker than a first-class marquis, especially the young Rakshasa cultivator standing in the middle, whose aura was particularly powerful. He possessed a rich divine aura, a true god's body, and was a descendant of a Rakshasa deity.

Lingquan Shaojun felt somewhat depressed. He was the son of a ruler of the Rakshasa clan and one of Princess Luosha's most ardent suitors.

Upon learning that Princess Luo Sha had mobilized a large number of Rakshasa Marquises to the Ancestral Spirit Realm from the Underworld, he volunteered to lead a group of first-class marquises to provide support.

He thought he could shine and win Princess Luo Sha's favor, but the four powerful figures from the Fenghuang Holy Camp occupied the positions that should have belonged to him, causing Luo Sha to ignore him.

Lingquan Shaojun had no temper about this. Most of the Rakshasa prodigies in the Fenghuang Holy Camp actually had extraordinary origins. They were the offspring or grandchildren of the Rakshasa monarchs and kings under the Tianluo Divine Kingdom, and had the blood of gods flowing in their veins.

The reason they work under Luo Shengtian is that Luo Shengtian, the Divine Prince, is the most outstanding offspring of Emperor Luo Yan, and he intends to groom him as his successor.

Emperor Luo Yan has lived for nearly ten eons, and perhaps it won't be long before Luo Shengtian becomes the new Emperor of the Tianluo Divine Kingdom.

Having descendants of the clan join the Imperial Sacred Camp is a form of early investment.

Lei Xiao, Feng Liudao, Twenty-Seven Snowfalls, and Yue Jian are all true gods, either the offspring of gods or their direct descendants.

The difference in status between him and Lingquan Shaojun is not significant, and with the Divine Emperor's backing, it's even less likely that he would give him a kind look.

"I will go deep into the Phoenix Nest to seize the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix, break through to the Saint King Realm, and then personally capture Emperor Yi of the Kunlun Realm and send him to Her Highness the Princess as a gift."

The five first-class marquises of the Rakshasa clan looked at each other, but since the young lord of Lingquan had given the order, they could only obey.

"Yes!"

Di Yi, hiding not far away, heard their conversation clearly.

“Young Lord Lingquan is the son of a ruler of the Rakshasa clan. He must possess many treasures. If we capture him, it will make the Rakshasa army hesitate to act against him.”

Five first-class marquises, plus a half-step Saint King level Lingquan Shaojun, pose no problem for Di Yi in the present day. The only thing to worry about is the divine weapon on Lingquan Shaojun's body.

The seven divine messengers of the Seven Realms of Shatuo possessed seven divine weapons, and the Rakshasa clan naturally wouldn't only have the one in Luo Sha's possession.

Given Lingquan Shaojun's status and position, it is entirely possible that he possesses a divine weapon.

“My reputation is too great now. Everyone in the Rakshasa Clan of the Ancestral Spirit Realm knows me. I need to change my identity to make a move.”

Young Master Lingquan, accompanied by five first-class marquises, set off towards Phoenix Nest with great ambition.

Suddenly, he sensed a powerful aura ahead.

He was a handsome man dressed in purple, with a holy sword hanging at his waist, looking quite extraordinary.

“Young Master, it is Ning Dongliu, the Sword Master of the Purple Mansion Realm.” Kuyahou said.

Lingquan Shaojun's face lit up with joy, and he said, "What incredible luck! We've encountered the Prince of the Purple Mansion Realm here. Capturing him and delivering him to the princess would be a great achievement."

"Lord Kuya, Lord Xueyu, take action and capture him."

Upon hearing this, the two first-class marquises immediately took action, each wielding a sacred artifact with ten thousand patterns, and charged towards the purple-clad figure.

The figure in purple seemed to know that he could not escape, so he drew his holy sword from his waist and used swordsmanship at the level of a sword saint to fight back. He fought against two opponents and did not lose ground.

Seeing this, the three first-class marquises beside Lingquan Shaojun—Xie Baihou, Qi Zhenhou, and Qianyuhou—also joined the battle.

With the combined forces of the five first-class marquises, even a Saint King had to flee in disarray.

As expected, the man in purple was overwhelmed and unable to defend himself. In the end, he transformed into a streak of purple light and flew towards the depths of the thirty-three sacred mountains on the inner side.

The five first-class marquises followed closely behind, gradually disappearing from sight.

Seeing this, Lingquan Shaojun hurriedly followed and they both disappeared into the sacred mountain.

After chasing for over a thousand miles, Young Lord Lingquan still couldn't catch up with his five subordinates, and he sensed something was wrong.

Just then, a sword light flew out from the ground, extremely fast, and pierced his brow and dantian.

But it failed to pierce through, blocked by the dense array of divine runes.

The terrifying power emanating from the sword sent Lingquan Shaojun's sacred body flying backward, crashing into a sacred mountain and causing the entire mountain to shake.

Di Yi, carrying the Heaven-Sealing Sword, chased after them and dug out Lingquan Shaojun from the crater he had created on the sacred mountain.

His physical body was not greatly damaged, as it was well protected by the divine runes, but his sacred soul suffered a significant impact and had already fainted.

"The Rakshasa ruler really treated him well, even inscribing so many life-saving divine runes on his body."

Emperor Yi condensed a Soul-Capturing Seal and injected it into the Qi Sea of ​​Young Master Lingquan, attempting to control his Holy Soul.

However, as soon as the Soul-Seizing Seal entered the Qi Sea, it was obliterated by a strange force and could not get close to the Holy Soul at all.

"It's so well protected?"

Emperor Yi thought to himself, these second-generation gods really have all the advantages bestowed upon them by heaven.

He stripped Lingquan Shaojun naked as quickly as possible, leaving him only with a pair of underwear that were at the level of a sacred artifact.

After binding Lingquan Shaojun tightly with a sacred chain, Di Yi began to take stock of his spoils.

Including the more than ten Myriad Pattern Sacred Artifacts obtained from the five First-Class Marquises, one of which contained terrifying divine power and was a divine war weapon, Emperor Yi banished it to a dangerous place in the Sacred Mountain and dared not carry it with him.

His gaze fell upon a purple divine stone.

"This is the most precious treasure that Young Master Lingquan possesses."

Di Yi picked up the purple divine stone; it was incredibly heavy in his hand, as heavy as a mountain even without being activated.

He remembered that in the original timeline, after Zhang Ruochen obtained this divine stone, he fused it with the Ancient Sword of the Abyss, greatly increasing the power of the Ancient Sword of the Abyss.

Later, this divine stone completely merged with the Ancient Sword of the Abyss, becoming a very important part of the sword.

The materials used to forge the Ancient Sword of the Abyss are the Creation Material, one of the Ten Great Substances of the Universe. The Purple Divine Stone, which is an important part of the Sword of the Abyss, is an extremely precious material, even if it is not as valuable as the Creation Material.

It is said that this object originated from the core part of the body of a deity of the Stone Clan.

Among the ten races of Hell, the Stone Race ranks among the top three. The Stone Race's physical body is the strongest among the ten races of Hell. One can imagine how sturdy the divine body of a Stone Race deity is.

After collecting all the spoils, Di Yi, along with Ling Quan Shaojun, continued their journey towards Luo Shuihan's location.

(End of this chapter)