I'm the emperor from the start, and you want me to keep the three-year agreement?

"Chi Chi Chi!"

Blades of light intersected above the Qingyun Sect.

Spiritual demons were slain by the sword light, falling from the sky, crashing onto the ground with a bang, shattering the floor.

Inside the Qingyun Sect, the young disciples didn't notice anything unusual; they only heard loud noises and then saw the floor breaking apart.

"Wind-Thunder Immortal, what are you doing?" a young disciple asked, puzzled.

Lei Ziyu said seriously, "Recently, spiritual demons have been rampant, repeatedly offending the Qingyun Sect, and I have slain them all."

As he spoke, he gently stroked his warblade, thinking to himself, "The Emperor's quasi-divine weapon is indeed useful; it's much better than my previous weapon."

Lei Ziyu wasn't skilled with the blade before, but after obtaining the Emperor's quasi-divine weapon, he tried practicing swordsmanship and found that this warblade was very suitable for him.

"Spiritual demons? What are spiritual demons?"

The young cultivators of the Qingyun Sect were very confused; this was a term they had never heard before.

They only knew about demon clans and monsters, but adding the word 'spiritual' in front exceeded their understanding.

Lei Ziyu spread his hands, saying, "It's fine if you don't know; you don't need to know. Just focus on your cultivation."

As for the matter of slaying spiritual demons, it was naturally left to him, the guardian, to handle.

"Go, go, go and cultivate; I'll guard this place."

Lei Ziyu held his sword in one hand, slightly turning his head, striking a pose.

Such strange behavior caused the young people to complain.

"Wind-Thunder Immortal is already old; why is he still so chuuni?"

"I feel like he's been guarding the gate for too long recently; his brain is a bit off."

"I think so too; I used to guard the gate as well. Staying at the Qingyun Sect's gate for too long can indeed cause damage to the brain."

"Moreover, looking at Wind-Thunder Immortal, he probably didn't have much of a brain to begin with, and now he probably has even less."

Hearing everyone's complaints, Lei Ziyu's face darkened, "Hey, you little brats! I'm here guarding you, and instead of being grateful, you're actually mocking me!"

Watching the young cultivators leave with their arms around each other's shoulders, Lei Ziyu suddenly felt a wave of emotion, "Youth is truly wonderful, having so many friends to cultivate together with."

"Unlike me, having lived for so many years, my friends have long since passed away, leaving only me alone."

Before the reminiscence could end, Lei Ziyu's gaze turned stern, and he raised his hand, unleashing a sword, a dazzling sword light soaring into the sky, instantly illuminating the entire Qingyun Sect.

"More spiritual demons!"

Lei Ziyu soared into the sky, looking fiercely at the spiritual demons wandering around.

A three-headed crimson flame spiritual bird, wounded by the soaring sword light, stared in astonishment at the immortal Emperor of the human race before it.

It didn't understand why, in this weak place, there would actually be an immortal Emperor who could discern its whereabouts.

"You group of alien scum, you want to attack the Qingyun Sect every day."

Lei Ziyu said in a deep voice, "If it weren't for my great strength and my cultivation of the Illusory Spirit Technique, I really wouldn't have been able to discover you!"

Lei Ziyu's attacks were fierce, cutting through the mess like a sharp knife, and in just three seconds, he had slain all the surrounding spiritual demons.

"Who are you? Why do you possess my Spirit Clan's Illusory Spirit Technique?"

A young man slowly walked up the steps, arriving before Lei Ziyu.

Yin Yuchuan curiously sized up Lei Ziyu.

"An Emperor-level Spirit Clan old-timer?" Lei Ziyu's expression turned solemn. The young man was standing in front of him, yet he couldn't detect any aura from him.

This only allowed him to roughly deduce that Yin Yuchuan's cultivation had probably reached the Emperor Realm!

"Who gifted you this technique?" Yin Yuchuan asked patiently.

Lei Ziyu pretended to be stupid, "What technique? What are you talking about?"

"The Illusory Spirit Technique; you just used the Illusory Spirit Technique, which is a unique technique of my Spirit Clan."

Although the other party was pretending to be stupid, Yin Yuchuan didn't have the slightest intention of getting angry.

"You mean this?"

Lei Ziyu turned his left hand into a void-like spiritual body, and then solidified it again, "I dreamed about it when I was dreaming."

"However, your technique is a bit unreasonable. After I practiced it, my body almost couldn't change back."

Yin Yuchuan explained, "After cultivating the Illusory Spirit Technique, the body will transform into a spiritual body. Once your entire body is a spiritual body, you need to accumulate a large amount of energy before you can re-condense your physical body."

"The re-condensed physical body will be a hundred times stronger than before!"

Lei Ziyu narrowed his eyes, thinking, "So that's how it is. Fortunately, my brain is clever; I almost got tricked by this technique."

Becoming a spiritual body was a good thing, making it difficult for others to detect his whereabouts.

However, Lei Ziyu also knew that, according to his rate of progress, after cultivating the spiritual body, it would take a very long time to condense his physical body.

Unless Lin Ning specifically instructed him to cultivate it completely, he wouldn't actively turn his body into a spiritual body.

"I have already told you the precautions of the Illusory Spirit Technique. In exchange, you should tell me who taught you this technique," Yin Yuchuan said.

Lei Ziyu spread his hands, "Didn't I just tell you? I dreamed it, dreamed it."

Silence.

Yin Yuchuan's body floated, like a ghost, floating in front of Lei Ziyu.

"Since you are unwilling to tell me, then I will use special means to make you spit it out."

"As a Spirit Clan Emperor, I will not allow anyone in this place to know our Spirit Clan's techniques."

Waves of secret technique patterns appeared in Yin Yuchuan's hands. The moment he unleashed them, the patterns vibrated, like ripples.

The other party's movements were very fast, not giving Lei Ziyu any time to think.

Falling on Lei Ziyu, the ripples erupted with a powerful impact.

Bang, bang, bang!

The ripples bloomed, and the flesh on Lei Ziyu's body bloomed like flowers, blood splattering on the ground.

"Quick, leave!"

Seeing Shen Nian, Neli, and Xiao Yuxuan rushing over, Lei Ziyu's expression turned solemn, "We are not his opponents; he... he is a Spirit Clan Emperor!"

"Quickly bring back Emperor Lin! Only Emperor Lin can deal with him!"

"Emperor Lin?" Yin Yuchuan frowned slightly, thinking, "Could it be that this Emperor Lin has mastered my Spirit Clan's techniques?"

Saying that, he quickly came before Lei Ziyu, picking him up with one hand, "I will give you time to call for reinforcements."

"Bring that Emperor Lin who has mastered the Spirit Clan's techniques. If you are any later, he can only come to collect your corpses."

Da, da, da.

A snow-white fox appeared before everyone.

"Little fox, come back quickly!" Shen Nian quickly said.

Yin Yuchuan looked at the fluffy little fox, quite interested. This kind of creature had never appeared in their Spirit Clan.

Ji Jiuli raised her head, her eyes meeting Yin Yuchuan's. The demonic purple pupils continued to spin, and a powerful magic power enveloped Yin Yuchuan.

This Spirit Clan Emperor, caught off guard, instantly turned into a stone statue.

The fluffy little fox suddenly transformed into a stunningly beautiful and enchanting woman.

As Ji Jiuli revealed her true face, the colors of the world seemed to dim under her radiance, and even the blooming bright flowers could hardly compare.

"So beautiful... How can there be such a beautiful woman in the world?" Shen Nian said blankly.

Xiao Yuxuan, carrying a large hammer, said, "Even as a woman, after seeing her, my soul has been stolen by her."

"Thank you, Madam, for your help," Lei Ziyu cupped his hands in salute.

"Madam?" Shen Nian asked, puzzled, "Whose madam is she?"