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Everyone was either lying down, sprawled out, or curled up. Not one was standing, and not one was conscious.

Bright Summit was originally a large plateau on a mountain peak, but now the ground is cracked and broken. Judging from the current situation, if a massive rainstorm were to hit, Bright Summit could very well collapse and become a mudslide.

This battle was truly intense. After calming himself down, Lin Yaoxie's gaze first fell not on the dragon floating in mid-air, still indulging in its fantasies, but on Zhou Zhiruo lying in Miejue's arms not far away.

Zhou Zhiruo's body was mostly covered by Miejue, but judging from the steady and gentle rise and fall of her breasts, the beauty was not seriously injured.

As long as the beauty is alright, then everything is fine. As for the rest of the six major sects, even if they all die, it has nothing to do with Lin Yaoxie.

After all his worries were put to rest, Lin Yaoxie lazily raised his head and snapped his fingers at the dragon in mid-air who was staring blankly at him.

"Hey, you big snake, what are you swooning over?"

Lin Yaoxie was only joking, but it struck a chord with Jiaolong. Fortunately, Jiaolong had many scales, so there was no sign of his face turning red; otherwise, it would have been truly embarrassing.

"No, no, it's nothing. I'm fine, Master." Avoiding eye contact, Fei Long quickly lowered his altitude and bent down.

"Is what I asked for still intact?" Lin Yaoxie asked rather inconsiderately.

"Great, it's here." Jiaolong quickly opened his mouth.

Chapter 181: Seizing the Fortune [Third Update]

Lin Yaoxie picked up a crystal-clear object from the dragon's mouth.

This crystalline substance is teardrop-shaped and very transparent.

"Is this the most precious thing in the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber?" Lin Yaoxie asked.

Jiaolong was a little confused, thinking, "How would I know?" But before it could react, Lin Yaoxie waved his sleeve and took it into the third space, where it went to play with the little wolf dog, Salaba.

Holding the crystalline substance in his hand, Lin Yaoxie asked again, "Hey, system, I'm asking you, is this the Hero's Tear you mentioned?"

"Yes," the system's cold voice replied, "The most precious things in every world are in the hands of the protagonist or near-protagonist of the current world."

"So, in the world of The Return of the Condor Heroes, the most precious treasure in Guo Jing's possession is the True Dragon Qi that I absorbed and injected into the giant python to evolve it into a Jiaolong?"

"Yes." The system only gave a single, resounding reply.

Lin Yaoxie opened his palm and looked at the tears that had fallen on his hand.

"Heroes neither weep for the heavens nor for the earth; even at their lowest point, they would rather shed blood than shed tears." Lin Yaoxie held the hero's tears in his hand: "Poor Zhang Wuji, I manipulated him into becoming a hero, willing to abandon his beliefs and life to become a demon. Unfortunately, he still failed."

Slowly bringing the Hero's Tears closer to his face: "Zhang Wuji was eventually caught in the spatial turbulence. Did he die?"

The system replied: "No. Zhang Wuji's physical body has disappeared, but his spirit remains."

"Oh? Is that so?" Lin Yaoxie became somewhat excited: "So, I still have a chance to kill the protagonist and gain experience points?"

"That's how it is in theory."

"Then what are we waiting for?" Lin Yaoxie tossed the Hero's Tears into the air: "A hundred years ago, I didn't kill Yang Guo with my own hands, and I missed out on a lot of rewards. At the same time, I also gave the most precious True Dragon Qi to the giant python. Although it's a pity, I also gained a mount, so it's not a loss. This time, I will seize the creation of heaven and earth and gain both fame and fortune."

The hero's tears began to fall, their target Lin Yaoxie's open mouth.

The Hero's Tears entered his mouth, and Lin Yaoxie chewed them greedily. He tilted his head back and swallowed, the icy Hero's Tears entering Lin Yaoxie's dark stomach.

An inexplicable current of energy surged through Lin Yaoxie's body. It traveled through his seven meridians and eight extraordinary vessels, and through every part of his body, it repaired and lubricated Lin Yaoxie's already perfect physique.

Lin Yaoxie could clearly feel the power within his body surging more and more, and his cultivation level was increasing rapidly.

Lin Yaoxie, who had just broken through to the fourth level of Qi Refining decades ago, actually reached the Great Perfection realm in an instant.

"Hmm? No wonder the giant python was able to advance its transformation from a hundred years to a long snake by sixty or seventy years. It turns out that the spiritual energy contained in the creation of heaven and earth is so tempting. Alas, what a bargain for the giant snake."

Lin Yaoxie slowly closed his eyes, fully experiencing the changes within his body.

Lin Yaoxie stood on Bright Peak, completely ignoring the people around him who might wake up at any moment.

Even when a tiger is dozing off, it is not something that deer or hares dare to provoke or offend.

Lin Yaoxie closed his eyes for three days.

Hei Long didn't wake up until dusk the next day. Looking at his surroundings, he smiled bitterly. Seeing Lin Yaoxie standing there like a mountain with his eyes closed, Hei Long quickly went over to him.

He didn't think too much about it. He sat cross-legged next to Lin Yaoxie, practicing the Long Elephant Prajna Skill, quietly guarding him.

Three or four hours later, when the sky was full of stars, the wolf riders, led by the Little Three Green-Winged Bat King, finally woke up.

After quickly assessing their surroundings, they all tacitly approached Hei Long. They sat cross-legged around Lin Yaoxie, the twelve of them forming a protective circle around their master.

When the third day arrived, it was Abbess Miejue, who had the highest martial arts skills among them, who was the first to wake up.

Next came Zen Master Kongxing of Shaolin Temple, and finally the leaders of several sects from Kongtong and Emei.

Everyone was stunned by the scene before them, especially when they saw the twelve Ming Cult leaders surrounding Lin Yaoxie staring at them with bloodthirsty eyes. The leaders of the five major sects dared not speak.

Finally, Lin Yaoxie opened his eyes.

Although it was only a slight difference, the black-clad figure directly opposite Lin Yaoxie could see that his master's eyes were clearer, and his demeanor was more serene. It seemed that the world no longer existed in his master's eyes.

In Lin Yaoxie's eyes, all boundaries and all ties were insignificant.

"Congratulations, Master." Hei Long stood up, clasped his hands in a fist and bow.

The other eleven people didn't have Black Long's abilities. Although they couldn't tell, since Black Long's leader said that the master was not only alright but also had good news to share, they naturally joined in the congratulations.

Lin Yaoxie nodded slightly, smiled, and said in a very polite tone, "Thank you all for your hard work."

Hei Long was stunned. Having known Lin Yaoxie for a hundred years, this was the first time he had ever heard his master speak to him so humbly.

"Master, are you alright?" Hei Long asked with concern, not wanting to dwell on his doubts.

"What does it mean to have something to do, and what does it mean to have nothing to do?" Lin asked cryptically.

Then, smiling, he patted Hei Long on the shoulder: "Alright, don't worry about me. I'm still the same Demon Emperor, just more carefree and unrestrained."

"Okay, that's good." Hei Long was finally relieved.

"Your Majesty." Miejue handed the Heaven-Slaying Sword to her eldest disciple, who had just woken up, and then carried the still unconscious Zhou Zhiruo over in her arms.

He stopped when he was about five meters away from Lin Yaoxie, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

"If you haven't decided yet, just wait." Lin Yaoxie's smile was warm and gentle, quite different from his previous cold and indifferent demeanor.

"Alright." Miejue remained silent, pondering how best to phrase it.

Lin Yaoxie parted the group of people in black and walked towards the remaining members of the five major sects.

Wudang and Shaolin suffered heavy losses, while the other three sects remained relatively intact.

Chapter 182: Discipline [Fourth Update]

Even with a full complement of people, they could only remain silent in the face of Lin Yaoxie.

Lin Yaoxie only took five steps before stopping, as he still needed to leave some toys for his childhood sweetheart.

"My story was interrupted by the intrusion of a bunch of little fleas from Wudang." Lin Yaoxie flipped through the old almanac from last year: "So I don't want to tell it anymore. I'm just telling you that from today onwards, the Ming Cult is disbanded on the spot, and there will be no more Ming Cult."

After saying this, Lin Yaoxie stopped and suddenly shouted, "What? Aren't you leaving?"

An order to leave? The Demon Emperor is actually issuing an order to leave?

The first to react were Song Qingshu and the monk Kongxing.

Their movements were perfectly synchronized; they turned and ran without saying a word.

The remaining disciples of Wudang and Shaolin followed suit, abandoning many of their fellow disciples who had not yet fully recovered, and ran away one or two ducks at a time.

The remaining three groups looked at each other, thinking they might as well leave too.

The leader of the Kongtong Sect was about to say a few polite words about how things change, but when he saw that the Kunlun Sect members had all left, he stopped talking and ran away.

In a flash, the people from the five major sects fled. Those who were still groggily waking up, not understanding what had happened, also fled like a school of frightened fish.

In just a short while, everyone on Bright Peak except for the Emei Sect members had left.

Lin Yaoxie and Hei Long and the others had no intention of giving chase. They all knew very well that none of the five major sects could escape. At various intersections at the foot of the mountain, Empress Zhao Min's army was already getting impatient.

"Extinction." Lin Yaoxie was also getting impatient, turning to look at Abbess Miejue. "Have you thought it through? If you have, then say so. If not, I'll be leaving now. I've been braving the elements on the mountain for several days, and I'm exhausted."

When Lin Yaoxie said the last three "exhausted" phrases, he deliberately emphasized them, which was a blatant hint to Miejue.

Although Miejue was a nun who had never experienced sexual intercourse, for someone who had lived for over fifty years, even if they had never eaten pork, they had at least seen pigs run. Even if they had never seen a pig run, they had at least heard people describe what pigs looked like.

She was fully aware of Lin Yaoxie's implication.

He looked down at Zhou Zhiruo, who was still unconscious, cradled in his arms. In truth, with Zhou Zhiruo's skills, she should have woken up long ago. It was Miejue who had first put her beloved disciple to sleep by pressing her pressure points.

Actually, she had already made up her mind before. But now that the moment had come, she felt a little reluctant.

"Black Long, let's go."

Lin Yaoxie was speaking to Hei Long, but his eyes were still fixed on Miejue, and his body did not move an inch.

Although Hei Long was not good with words, he had lived for over a hundred years and knew Lin Yaoxie's nature well. Of course, he knew that it would be best to pretend to be deaf and mute at this time.

He neither spoke, nor answered, nor moved an inch.

"Your Majesty, please wait!" Sure enough, Miejue dared not delay any longer.

"What is it?" Lin Yaoxie's smile reappeared, a gentle, spring-like smile, though it was still chilly in the late spring.

"Please accept this." Gritting her teeth, Miejue stretched out her hands and sent the unconscious Zhou Zhiruo's body out of her arms.

"What do you mean?" Lin Yaoxie was truly shameless, asking innocently while his hands honestly pulled Zhou Zhiruo into his arms.

"Hmm, it doesn't mean anything." Miejue took off his hat and scratched his bald head in a manly manner, trying to come up with a clumsy explanation: "My disciple is very unruly, and I hope Your Majesty can help to discipline him."

"Discipline?" Lin Yaoxie chuckled; these two words made him unable to stop laughing.

"Yes, training," Miejue confirmed, bewildered. In her opinion, those two words were used very subtly; what was so funny about them?

After all, more than a thousand years ago, cucumbers were eaten, chrysanthemums were for ornamental purposes, "Miss" was a term used to address girls from wealthy families, and "discipline" was simply a way to discipline disobedient children.

If Extinction had lived to this day, more than a thousand years later, she wouldn't have uttered such unreserved, even obscene, words when she wanted to express herself subtly.

Lin Yaoxie chuckled a few more times before suppressing his laughter and nodding seriously: "No problem, it's just training, that's my specialty."

Lin Yaoxie is right; training beautiful women is indeed his forte. Just look at the fact that even someone as cold and aloof as Xiaolongnu was trained to such a high level by the Demon Emperor.

"Then we'll be leaving now." Lin Yaoxie flicked his wrist, and Zhou Zhiruo disappeared from his arms.

Extinction was taken aback, but did not press further. Although she didn't quite understand, Extinction knew that the Demon Emperor's abilities were extraordinary; he could reduce enemy ships to ashes with a wave of his hand, so the disappearance of a single person was no big deal.