The path to immortality through martial arts begins with being forced into marriage!

Zhou Han lowered his head, not daring to reply.

But silence is the best answer.

Song Ziwei: "..."

The other four governors: "..."

The five of them stood there, looking at each other, unsure of what to say.

That kid...

Having just killed four Golden Core cultivators, they immediately went to raid their lair?

Is this something a human being would do?

Jin Taihe said with a wry smile, "Old Song, it seems we've made a wasted trip."

Wei Gaoxuan sighed: "That's right."

"They not only killed all the enemies, but also collected all the spoils of war."

"What are we here for? To collect corpses?"

Li Anning said quietly, "We don't even get a chance to collect the corpses."

"Didn't you see that the bodies have already been disposed of?"

"So what do we do now?"

"Chase after the Seven Fiends Sect?"

Song Ziwei paused for a moment, then shook his head.

"No need."

"What is Cui Yi's current status?"

Zhou Han hesitated for a moment before answering the question truthfully: "Senior, Senior Brother Cui... is now the leader of my Blood Robe Sect."

Upon hearing this, the five peak Golden Core cultivators were all stunned!

Sect Leader?

He's already the sect leader?!

Song Ziwei's lips twitched even more violently.

He recalled Cui Yi's appearance when he was in the Jingyao Division.

At that time, he was just a minor deacon, in the early stages of Foundation Establishment, and inconspicuous.

Later, he stormed the execution ground, killed the guards, defected from the Demon Suppression Bureau, and joined the Blood Robe Sect.

Later, he wreaked havoc in the Cui clan and killed the Golden Core Ancestor.

Later, he single-handedly guarded the ruins, provoking the four Golden Core cultivators and fighting against a thousand men single-handedly.

"When he returns, tell him to go to the Great Yan Imperial Palace as soon as possible."

"His Majesty has decreed that he must be seen."

The emperor of the Great Yan Dynasty wants to see Senior Brother Cui?

That Senior Brother Cui who was just a wanted criminal by the imperial court?

This……

What's going on?

Zhou Han dared not ask any further questions, but bowed and said, "Disciple...disciple will certainly pass on the message."

Song Ziwei nodded.

He turned around and looked at his four colleagues, whose faces were also filled with complex emotions.

"Let's go back and report."

"Just say that Cui Yi is safe and sound, and that he will go to the palace to meet the emperor when he returns."

……

……

three days later.

The three figures of Cui Yi and others descended from the sky one after another, returning to the mountain gate of the Blood Robe Sect.

After three days of construction, the Blood Robe Sect now looks much larger than before, at least not as dilapidated and scarred as it was before.

The necessary facilities and accommodations have been rebuilt, leaving the disciples of the three sects who participated in the reconstruction somewhat embarrassed.

A large portion of these houses and facilities were destroyed by them.

Now, not only have I become a disciple of the Blood Robe Sect, but I also have to participate in the reconstruction of the sect, which can be considered a form of punishment for myself.

Cui Yi and his two companions each brought back a substantial amount of wealth, at least a hundred storage rings!

Zhou Han was already waiting there, and when he saw them return, he quickly went to greet them.

"Senior Brother Cui! You're finally back! I was so worried!"

Cui Yi nodded: "What's wrong? Why are you in such a hurry? Are the disciples of the three sects not obeying your orders?"

"No, the disciples of the three sects are very cooperative, and now they consider themselves part of the Blood Robe Sect."

"He puts in a lot of effort no matter what he does."

Zhou Han took a deep breath and recounted everything that had happened three days ago.

Upon hearing this, Cui Yi felt a slight sense of relief.

In that case, Xiao Yuli has succeeded, and all the worries of the Blood Robe Sect can be completely eliminated.

After all, the Blood Robe Sect had contributed to the overthrow of the Great Yan Dynasty. In addition, the Blood Robe Sect had won him over at the execution ground, which had increased his popularity. Perhaps he would have a chance to shed the label of a demonic sect!

Whitewashing is an essential step in the growth of a power!

"I'm going to the Great Yan Imperial Palace. Senior brothers and sisters, please take care of things at the sect."

"Junior Brother, is it absolutely necessary to go to the Great Yan?"

Ultimately, Shen Qing still distrusted the imperial court. The Blood Robe Sect had been labeled a demonic sect for so many years, how could it possibly be completely removed overnight? That was unrealistic!

"It's alright, senior brother. The Great Yan Dynasty has already been replaced by a new dynasty."

Cui Yi calmly said, "We have bought enough time here. The forces of the Great Yan Dynasty that I am cooperating with have already completed their resistance."

"If everything goes smoothly, the Blood Robe Sect will no longer be a pariah in the Great Yan Dynasty."

"Wait for me to come back!"

……

......

Beijing.

The Great Yan Imperial Palace.

When Cui Yi landed outside the palace gate, it was already close to dusk.

"Fellow Daoist Cui!"

A familiar voice rang out, and Cui Yi turned his head to look. He saw Yun Yi walking briskly out of the palace gate to greet him, with a relieved smile on his face.

"You've finally arrived!"

Yun Yi walked closer and looked him up and down.

"Are you alright? Are you badly hurt? Those bastards didn't do anything to you, did they?"

Cui Yi was at a loss for words, wondering if Yun Yi had forgotten that he was also a so-called "demonic path brat"...

"It's okay, it's all over now."

Yun Yi nodded and said in a low voice, "His Majesty has been waiting for you for a long time."

"However, His Majesty has been overworked lately and returned to his palace to rest early this morning."

"The coronation ceremony is in three days, and she has hardly slept a wink these days."

Cui Yi frowned slightly: "Is she alright?"

Yun Yi sighed: "I'm physically fine, just tired."

"With a baby in her belly and a mountain of official business to deal with, no one could handle it."

"Go quickly, His Majesty has already given instructions regarding the imperial bedchamber, you can go directly there."

Upon hearing this, Cui Yi felt his brow twitch.

Shall we go to the imperial bedchamber...?

He's a grown man, and it feels weird being all dark and gloomy.

But Cui Yi didn't think much of it. He simply nodded and followed Yun Yi through the many palace gates, finally arriving at a quiet palace.

"His Majesty is inside."

Yun Yi stopped in his tracks. "Go in by yourself."

Cui Yi took a deep breath, pushed open the door and entered. The hall was softly lit, and a faint sandalwood fragrance filled the air, bringing peace to the mind.

Xiao Yuli leaned against the soft couch, covered with a thin brocade quilt, and held an unfinished memorial in her hand.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up and her eyes met Cui Yi's.

Cui Yi looked at her slightly tired face and was a little surprised. This woman really did have an imperial aura about her.

Her belly was much bigger than when we last met.

"Yunyi said that you've barely slept lately."

Xiao Yuli waved her hand: "The enthronement ceremony is in three days. There are too many things to do, so there's no other way."

"Things will be fine once this busy period is over."

Cui Yi remained silent for a moment.

He knew that she made it sound easy, but only she knew how tired she actually was.

"There's always work to be done, and you have two bodies after all, so please take good care of yourself."

Looking at him, Xiao Yuli suddenly felt that the hardships of the past few months didn't seem so unbearable anymore.

"This child is my own flesh and blood."

"When he is born, I will personally teach and nurture him."

"When I get old, this dragon throne will be his!"