Covering the Sky: My path to becoming an emperor is invincible, thanks to my fellow cultivation of Y

"Young man, you'll understand some things when you grow up..."

After taking out a token and activating the ancient protective formation, Yi Daoming patted Li Wangxian on the shoulder and said this earnestly.

"No, I understand!" Li Wangxian rolled her eyes inwardly, but she didn't continue the conversation. She strode forward and entered the city gate.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The footsteps were soft and clear, echoing in everyone's ears. Li Wangxian walked slowly into the inner city, following Yi Daoming as they left the city wall and headed to the cultivation residences arranged by the Ziwei Divine Dynasty for the Hundred Victories.

"Some people are ruthless and cruel, even capable of striking a fellow Daoist who has no power to resist. Don't they have any sense of propriety or shame?"

Seeing Li Wangxian so brazenly enter, treating all the holy masters and holy maidens present as nothing, some people finally couldn't stand still anymore.

"Boom!"

The footsteps stopped, and Li Wangxian turned around to see a holy son dressed in a silver robe embroidered with stars.

"The new Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect?" Li Wangxian asked.

"Not bad!"

The man in silver nodded, and then he earnestly "educated" Li Wangxian: "Young man, your demonic energy is too strong. It is true that Brother Duanmu Jie was a bit wrong, but you shouldn't have used such a cruel method when Brother Jie was powerless to resist. This is not the way of the righteous path!"

He shook his head, seemingly deeply saddened by Li Wangxian's descent into "demonic ways."

"A sect that tried to bully others and steal their royal weapons, only to have a bunch of its disciples and holy sons slapped to death, wants to teach me about propriety and shame?"

Li Wangxian countered with a question, seemingly quite surprised, and thus raised his voice a bit, making sure everyone could hear him clearly. In an instant, the atmosphere became incredibly strange.

Two and a half years ago, Li Shenzhou slapped Mo Tianxing, the Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect, to death. Quan Ziwei dared not say anything about this, but many cultivators in Shenzhou knew about it. However, due to the power of the Starry Sky Sect, few dared to mention it in front of them.

Not to mention that he said this in front of the new Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect, and his tone was very improper, full of mockery of the Starry Sky Sect.

"you wanna die!"

Unexpectedly, Li Wangxian gave such a firm answer. The new Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect was momentarily stunned and didn't know how to refute her.

Since their Starry Sky Sect massacred several sects two years ago, no one has dared to mention it in front of them, let alone show such disrespect or even insult the Starry Sky Sect.

However, he quickly came to his senses, staring at Li Wangxian with icy eyes, filled with rage.

"As everyone knows, Li Shenzhou stole our sect's precious artifacts and refused to return them. He also killed many of our sect's disciples. He deserves to die a thousand deaths."

"How dare you distort the truth and spread rumors about my sect! You have indeed fallen into the demonic path and deserve to die!"

"Oh, but I heard that before Li Shenzhou got the King's Weapon, a bunch of sects, like the Qingtian Sect, said it was their sect's most important weapon."

Is it because your sect's Supreme Elder has "connections" all over the world? What's yours is mine, and what's mine is yours? Everyone's in?

"By the way, you're so old, and your cultivation doesn't seem that great, yet you've become a Holy Son. Is your father also the Holy Master of the Starry Sky Sect?" Li Wangxian asked in surprise.

"This young man has a really sharp tongue..."

Everyone was stunned and somewhat impressed with Li Wangxian. Now it seemed that there was indeed a reason why he had said those nonsensical things before.

They say you shouldn't hit someone in the face or insult someone by revealing their weaknesses, but every word he uttered was like a slap in the other person's face!

And it's another slap to the face, then another mention of propriety, morality, and shame, then of being a socialite, then of your father being the Holy Lord—it's like slapping the left side first, then slapping the right.

Chapter 57 Duanmu Ming

The atmosphere in front of the inner city gate of the Ziwei Imperial City was quite strange.

Li Wangxian's thinking is too unconventional; his ideas are so unique and his perspectives so peculiar that it's as if he's possessed by a keyboard warrior or a reincarnation of a troll.

At this moment, not only Liu Shun, the newly appointed Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect, but also the many onlookers were completely unable to keep up with his pace.

"This guy is such a troll!" someone whispered to a familiar Holy Son, not daring to speak loudly for fear of being targeted by the troll.

“Yes!” The other holy son responded calmly, clearly not wanting to attract a sharp-tongued mouth.

Even casual observers were afraid of Li Wangxian's sharp tongue, which shows how distressed the person involved must have felt.

"Elder, my father isn't...you, you..."

At this moment, Liu Shun, the new Holy Son of the Starry Sky Sect, was so angry that his liver, lungs, and stomach ached, and his whole body was practically steaming with rage. He wanted to argue back, but as soon as he spoke, he realized that no matter how he defended himself, he was destined to damage the reputation of the sect and the elders. He rambled on and on, but couldn't come up with anything coherent.

"Are you talking nonsense?" Li Wangxian kindly answered for him tentatively.

“Yes, you’re talking nonsense!” Liu Shun’s eyes lit up and he blurted out, but when he realized that it was Li Wangxian who had spoken, and when he saw the strange looks from the people around him, his expression changed drastically.

"You're courting death!" His face was gloomy, and he spoke each word with a murderous intent that he had never felt since he was born. He even disregarded the place and occasion, and with a flick of his hand, he summoned a Star River Divine Banner.

"No!" everyone exclaimed, but it was too late; Liu Shun had already made his move.

"brush!"

The banner fluttered, and countless sharp star-shaped sword energies shot out, slashing towards Li Wangxian with astonishing power, possessing the force to cut through the void. It was clear that this was a very powerful weapon.

"You little devil!" Li Wangxian chuckled, too lazy to use any sacred arts or divine forms, his palm brimming with unparalleled Yin-Yang divine power as he prepared to slap him.

"How dare you!" Yi Daoming roared. How dare they use force in front of him within the imperial city? Did they think he, a top expert, was dead?

"Boom!" With a flick of his sleeve, an unparalleled divine power surged out, directly shattering numerous star sword energies. Not only did the remaining force not stop there, but it also caused Liu Shun to cough up blood with a loud bang, tumbling over several times.

"Please forgive me, senior!"

Liu Shun trembled, his anger suddenly jolted back to reality as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over his head. In this sacred cultivation ground of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty, unlike the outer city, the inner city prohibited fighting to avoid damaging the dragon vein. No matter who came here, they had to abide by the rules of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty.

I can no longer worry about the indecent posture; the most urgent thing now is to apologize to the great Yi Daoming.

His only consolation now is that his actions were "justified" and did not cause any damage to the inner city. Otherwise, if a top-tier expert had overstepped his bounds and damaged one of the important foundations of the Immortal Dynasty, he might have been killed.

"Senior, please calm down. Liu Shun was just confused for a moment. Please forgive him."

Everyone present could see that Liu Shun was acting as a pawn for someone else, causing trouble for Li Wangxian. Under these circumstances, Duanmu Ming, the Taiyin Divine Child who had been silent all along, finally had to speak up and plead for Liu Shun.

Taiyin Divine Child, a powerful and terrifying existence, has achieved astonishing feats since his debut. Not only are his peers unable to match him, but many of the older generation have also been defeated by him, shocking the entire Ziwei.

He, along with the Three Missing Daoists of the Ancient Longevity Temple on Mingling Mountain, Lu Ya of the Golden Crow Clan, and Yi Qingwu of the Guanghan Palace, are considered by the world to be among the top tier of geniuses of their time. Now, his cultivation is even more unfathomable, almost rivaling that of the great holy lords.

At this moment, his plea for Liu Shun was so earnest that even Yi Daoming, a supreme expert, had to take it seriously.

"Yes, considering Liu Shun's youth and the fact that he broke the rules to protect the sect, please, Senior Yi, refrain from your wrath!"

The Divine Child of Taiyin spoke up to plead for mercy, which drew the echoes of many Holy Sons. They also realized that Yi Daoming did not truly intend to kill, otherwise Liu Shun would not have only coughed up a few mouthfuls of blood. Therefore, they followed suit and flattered him.

"Considering this is your first offense, and that there was a reason for it, and that I acted to protect our sect, I will spare you this time. If you dare to commit another offense, I will execute you without mercy!"

Yi Daoming pondered for a moment, then nodded to Liu Shun, letting him off the hook.

"Yes, thank you for your mercy, senior!" Liu Shun nodded repeatedly, his face showing relief at surviving a disaster.

"Why bother!" Li Wangxian shook his head. Being a pioneer or a foot soldier is not a legitimate job; it's very dangerous. Why rush to do it?

"I'll say it again: no matter who it is, violence is strictly prohibited within the inner city!"

Yi Daoming turned his head, stared at Li Wangxian for a few moments, and then looked at Duanmu Ming, the Taiyin Divine Child, his words clearly implying something.

"I will obey your orders, senior!" Duanmu Ming replied respectfully, without haste or impatience.

“Senior, I’m not someone who breaks the rules.” Li Wangxian nodded, but still said something that implied certain people.

Yi Daoming stared at him for a while, and seeing his serious expression, he finally didn't say anything more. He led him inside, truly stepping into the inner city's sacred cultivation ground.

"Are we just going to let him go like that?" Standing there, watching the two figures gradually disappear into the distance, Liu Shun looked at Duanmu Ming and asked softly.

"With Senior Yi here, what can we do?" Duanmu Ming replied, his voice calm yet firm, revealing no emotion.

"Could he be Li Shenzhou?" A young man with long, golden hair and captivating golden eyes, who looked like a golden holy spirit descending to earth, suddenly asked from the side.

He was the third prince of the Golden Crow Clan. When he spoke of Li Shenzhou, a name that seemed to possess a demonic quality, it startled many holy sons and daughters.

Although Li Shenzhou has not reappeared in the past two years, he has truly become famous throughout the world, not to mention the various praises from people all over the world.

These holy sons of great sects were extremely well-informed and knew that the Empress of the Ziwei Divine Dynasty had indeed stated that this person was a genius of extraordinary talent, possessing the qualities of the Eight Forbidden Realms, and was vaguely considered the number one prodigy of the world.

This caused a sensation, and all the holy sons unconsciously regarded this person as their greatest enemy, and then fought and defeated him, thus embarking on the path of the Great Emperor.

“Whether he is or not, he will eventually leave the capital.” Duanmu Ming’s eyes were deep and his words were gloomy. Black mist swirled around him, and he was forever shrouded in darkness, like an evil spirit from hell.

On the other side, Li Wangxian also truly stepped into the inner city, this sacred land for cultivation.

Here, purple mist soars into the sky, reaching the heavens and transforming into countless dragon shapes that swirl and dance in the sky. It is the gathering place of the supreme ancestral dragon vein, where the essence of the earth flows, making it an excellent sacred land for cultivation.

"breathe!"

Upon entering this place, Li Wangxian didn't even need to open his mouth to breathe; he saw streaks of purple and gold dragon energy spontaneously surging from the void, washing over and nourishing his bones, muscles, and internal organs, making his whole body feel warm and comfortable.

Even his primordial spirit felt a refreshing coolness, which clearly had a significant benefit on his divine sense. The effect was so great that it was truly unbelievable.

"Five days from now, the princess will host a banquet for the holy sons. Remember to leave the seclusion on time."

In front of an ancient courtyard, Yi Daoming stopped and told Li Wangxian the Dao.

"Good!" Li Wangxian nodded, looking at the ancient courtyard with gardens with great satisfaction.

"Could you tell me if your real name is Li Shenzhou?" Yi Daoming suddenly asked.

"No!" Li Wangxian denied without batting an eye.

After all, that's not his real name.

Chapter 58 The Difference Between the Eight Forbidden Rules

Yi Daoming looked at Li Wangxian again and again, and felt that Li Wangxian's expression did not seem fake, so he couldn't help but believe it a little.

"Moreover, he seems to be very hostile to the Taiyin Divine Sect. Could he be the mysterious young man outside Tianyuan City who received the blessing of the Human Emperor?"

Yi Daoming thought to himself that if it weren't for his intervention, Li Wangxian would have mercilessly killed Duanmu Jie. In his heart, he began to believe that this person was not Li Shenzhou.

"What a pity, our princess has always been looking forward to meeting and talking to this genius young man, Li Shenzhou!" Yi Daoming sighed with some regret.

Li Wangxian was taken aback, somewhat surprised by the news. "Your tone seems a bit off."

"Princess Yue Shi really wants to see Li Shenzhou?" He carefully chose his tone, trying not to sound too abrupt, and asked in this way.

"Oh, you've misunderstood. It's Princess Yue Ning! The little girl is naive and admires Li Shenzhou's talent and combat prowess!"

Yi Daoming understood the meaning behind Li Wangxian's words and quickly explained.

“Princess Yuening!” Li Wangxian suddenly realized that it was the little girl who had stood up and asked him his name and made funny faces at him.

However, he immediately felt a chill and saw the old man staring straight at him.