[7.1K Words]

The Ziyun Dao Realm is a mid-to-low-tier entity in the Great Thousand Dao Realms.

A Dao Realm is a universe.

Although they are all Dao Realms, there are differences in size. The Ziyun Dao Realm contains only 103 cultivation planets, and the number of cultivators is also small, with the highest combat power being only four Quasi-Emperors.

In such a world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak, without the protection of a Great Emperor, the Ziyun Dao Realm will ultimately be suppressed, its resources exploited by those from other Dao Realms.

They can only turn a blind eye, not daring to intervene.

"I heard that there's a young sword immortal in the Ziyun Dao Realm who could become an Emperor in the future?"

Qin Tian lay comfortably on a recliner, holding his mother, Yue Xiao, in one hand, and the enchanting Ying Ji in the other. His large hand had already penetrated Ying Ji's bikini and grasped her breasts, kneading them as he did so.

"Yes, there's one, known as the Little Sword Immortal. He seems to be only twelve this year," Ying Ji nodded.

"Only twelve, there's still a lot waiting for him in the Ziyun Dao Realm."

"Is he very powerful?"

Qin Tian asked.

Ying Ji's eyebrows twitched, her body stiffening slightly. She rolled her eyes at Qin Tian, who was pinching her nipples with two fingers.

"I don't know."

"Hmm?" Qin Tian looked at Ying Ji curiously and asked, "He's only twelve and already claiming he'll become an emperor in the future. He must be very powerful."

"Because he's never fought, has no battle record, and probably never left the house."

"Isn't he just a flower in a greenhouse? If you overprotect such a beautiful flower, it will fall in the wind and rain."

Yue Xiao fed her son spiritual fruit while resting on his broad, thick chest, feeling a bit of disdain for this kind of parenting.

She doted on Qin Tian, but she would still let him go out and explore the world. She also wanted to keep him by her side forever, protecting him and giving him everything he wanted.

But that would only harm him. Even if she were a Great Emperor, she wouldn't be as powerful as he was.

"I don't know about that," Ying Ji shook her head.

Although she had been helping Qin Tian with intelligence, she couldn't cover everything. Besides, he didn't leave the house, so you couldn't just go to his house and ask him.

"Since we've already come to the Ziyun Dao Realm, let's go and see. I'm also curious about the true nature of this young swordsman who dared to claim he would become an emperor in the future."

Qin Tian said indifferently. After all, he didn't have a clear location in the Ziyun Dao Realm with Han Xiu. He just needed to find a place to stay, mess up the Ziyun Dao Realm, and then get out before Han Xiu could.

"Bad boy, I'm going back to change. I don't know where you got these clothes. They're so embarrassing," Xiao Meng said with some dissatisfaction.

"I think this dress suits you very well," Zhou Baiyu said with a smile.

"Yes, mother thinks it looks good," Zhou Bairou agreed.

"Oh, godmother, Aunt Yu...you always side with this bad guy." Xiao Meng was furious.

Yue Qingling also laughed beside her, "Sister Xiao Meng, you dress so well. Now that my husband is the only man, what's wrong with letting him see it?"

"That's not good..." Xiao Meng muttered softly, holding her chest with her hands.

"My husband really likes to see it." Zhou Bairou came up behind Xiao Meng and removed her hands from her chest.

Xiao Meng was not tall, about 1.6 meters, a petite and cute type, but she also had a baby face and big breasts. A pair of unrestrained breasts that were so alluring and dazzling.

"If he really liked me, he wouldn't have let me stand..."

"Hehe, so you're jealous. Sorry, I stole your seat."

Although Xiao Meng's voice was low, the people present were incredibly powerful and heard every word.

Ying Ji sat up from Qin Tian's embrace and smiled at Xiao Meng.

Seeing everyone looking at her with half-smiles, Xiao Meng blushed and quickly denied, "I... I don't want to be held by him. I'm going back."

With that, Xiao Meng turned and fled from the deck of the flying boat, returning to the ship.

"You're quite the tsundere girl," Yue Xiao laughed.

"Sorry... Xiao Meng is so naive," Zhou Bairou said, smoothing things over for her goddaughter.

"It's okay. Having a bit of character is good," Qin Tian said nonchalantly.

Ying Ji stood up and stretched. She looked at Zhou Baiyu, Zhou Bairou, and Yue Qingling, who were still standing, and said with a smile, "I'm giving up this seat. Who else will take it?"

The three of them looked at each other, each desperately wanting to be held by Qin Tian.

"Qingling, come on." Qin Tian waved to Yue Qingling.

"Yes." Yue Qingling nodded happily, then trotted over to Qin Tian and lay down in his strong, warm arms.

Although Yue Qingling was his woman, she was still a virgin. It was because he had been so busy lately that he hadn't had the chance to deflower her.

"Husband, we're almost to Ziyun Dao Territory. I'll go there and get some information." Ying Ji waved her hand, and her V-neck swimsuit instantly transformed into a tight black leather jacket.

Ying Ji probably knew that Qin Tian must have something very important to do in Ziyun Dao Territory this time. She could keenly sense that he wasn't as calm and composed as he appeared.

And even if they were going on a sightseeing trip, there was no need to bring her along.

Ying Ji glanced at Yue Xiao. Yue Xiao, Gong Xiaoyue.

Ying Ji was assigned to Qin Tian by Gong Xiaoyue. She was quite familiar with Qin Tian and his mother, and she was one of the few people who knew about Qin Tian and Gong Xiaoyue's incestuous relationship.

Even the Emperor had been brought along, so this time the enemy was likely no easy task. She had to work even harder at what she was good at.

"Thank you for your hard work," Qin Tian said.

"It's okay. I'm the best at this kind of thing. Goodbye." Ying Ji smiled and waved her hand, then transformed into a shadow and disappeared from the flying boat.

…

Qin Tian and his companions' flying boat had already arrived at the Ziyun Dao Realm. Similarly, several other teams were also rapidly heading towards the Ziyun Dao Realm.

Above the vast Milky Way, hundreds of followers with powerful auras led the way. A carriage pulled by eight snow-white horses was sailing through the universe.

Each of these followers exuded a powerful aura of pressure. Some were human prodigies, others were ancient villains, and even some were supernatural beings. These individuals, who could once have scrambled for supremacy, now willingly became followers of one man, clearing the way for the carriage!

Who possessed the ability to subdue these arrogant prodigies?

Above their horses, a large flag fluttered, embroidered with the single character "Gu."

Gu Qinghan, the first of the Gu family and the most beautiful young woman of the Great Thousand Dao Realm, sat at a tea table.

Inside the carriage, Gu Qinghan, clad in a spotless snow-white robe, held not tea but milky white milk with a pleasant floral aroma.

"The new variety he sent me this time is even better. It's richer in spiritual energy and smoother to the touch. It also has a rich, yet not pungent, floral fragrance that comforts the entire body. I wonder what kind of creature produces this milk."

A faint smile crossed Gu Qinghan's cold face.

Gu Qinghan was beautiful, but not to the point of being breathtaking. With a perfect face and a flawless figure, she truly earned the title of the most beautiful woman of the younger generation.

Gu Qinghan's impeccable, snow-white body was as delicate as a snow lotus and as soft as condensed fat. She had a slender waist that could be held in one hand, delicate and boneless, rounded hips, a smooth, flat, white belly, and soft, light black hair.

Her arms, as white as lotus roots, and her graceful, long legs, combined with her breathtakingly beautiful face, captivating and captivating, were truly breathtaking in every way.

She truly possessed a noble and elegant demeanor, a breathtaking beauty, and her skin, as smooth as a crystal white, was unparalleled in its tenderness.

She was tall, with a pair of long, smooth, round legs that exuded a sense of soft, well-proportioned beauty. Her slender, soft waist was complemented by a slightly raised butt and a pert chest. Her figure was exquisitely defined, with curves where needed, and curves where needed. She was a rare beauty.

It was a pity that such a beauty's face was perpetually cold, a chill that made people shy away, afraid to even approach, let alone touch.

She was like a snow lotus blooming on the top of an iceberg, beautiful yet icy cold. If you wanted to pluck her, you had to be able to withstand her coldness.

Gu Qinghan raised his head slightly, gazing out the window at the galaxy speeding by.

"Purple Cloud Dao Realm..." she murmured softly through her red lips.

"Little Sword Immortal, Purple Cloud Tribulation..." Gu Qinghan recalled the events of the Purple Cloud Dao Realm in his previous life.

A catastrophe did indeed occur in the Ziyun Dao Realm in the future, but due to its remoteness, she hadn't paid much attention to it at the time.

Now that Qin Tian had invited her here, she didn't know what his real motives were.

Gu Qinghan withdrew her gaze and sighed softly. Qin Tian's behavior was different from many aspects of her past life, which meant that many of the future events she had imagined hadn't yet occurred.

This kind of thing was a chain reaction. If one thing didn't happen, many subsequent events would develop in a different direction than in her previous life.

This also caused her advantage to dwindle.

What troubled her most was whether or not to seek revenge on Qin Tian.

Is the Qin Tian of this life truly the same person as the one in his previous life?

...

Ziyun Dao Realm—Ziji Demon Sect.

This was once a renowned demonic sect in the Ziyun Dao Realm, a dominant force within the region and a feared presence.

But now, in the main hall of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect, on a chair symbolizing supreme power, reserved only for its ruler, sat a young girl.

She had an oval face, roughly the size of a palm, with a pair of lively, bright eyes, a delicate, small nose, and a cherry mouth that blossomed like a flower.

She was a little thin in the chest, but otherwise perfectly formed.

She was petite, her face, still childish, rosy, as if it could be squeezed out of water. She radiated youthful vigor and possessed a pair of bright, bright eyes.

She looked like a celestial being.

Her skin was as white as snow, delicate and pliable as a baby's, her waist was slender, her hands were as white as scallions, and she was incredibly beautiful.

But now, everyone knelt beneath the dais, prostrating themselves, trembling with fear.

At the girl's feet lay a headless corpse, lying beneath a chair. Blood continuously flowed from its broken neck, streaming down the steps into the hall below.

The kneeling figures watched the blood flow beneath them, but dared not utter a sound, trembling as it stained them crimson.

Luo Li, sitting high up in the seat, tossed a head around playfully. Then, seemingly bored, she casually discarded it.

"Now, I will be the leader of the Purple Extreme Demon Sect. Do you have any objections?"

"No...no."

Objections?

How could they dare? Not only could this seemingly fragile girl shatter a gate weighing tens of thousands of pounds with a single kick, but the several black-clad men beside her, brimming with demonic energy, suffocated them.

Even their strongest leader, a Saint King, had his head ripped off by one of the black men. That's right. He plucked the head of a Saint King with his hands, like plucking fruit.

That was terrifying.

"We submit and pay our respects to the Sect Master," the crowd said in unison.

Luo Li had no interest in this Purple Extreme Demon Sect. She came here because of Brother Qin's request.

"Your first mission: conquer all the demon sects in the Purple Cloud Dao Realm and merge them into the Purple Extreme Demon Sect. Those who refuse will be killed without mercy."

Luo Li's casual remark struck fear into everyone's heart.

Oh my god, this newly appointed sect leader is going to unify all the demon sects in Ziyun Daoyu upon his arrival?

This is truly like a heifer chasing a bull—so impressive.

"Sect Leader... unifying all the demon sects in Ziyun Daoyu? Even if we wanted to, we'd be powerless," an elder said cautiously, looking at Luo Li on the podium.

"You guys go with him," Luo Li said to the black-robed men around him.

"Yes," they exchanged a glance and nodded in agreement.

After the Nine Abyss Daoyu was destroyed, not all the demons were killed. Nine Abyss had a backup plan, retaining some strength.

"Without destruction, there is no construction." Although countless fellow demons died at the cost of the entire Nine Abyss, Nine Abyss would have remained sealed until its death. If not for the incident of the demon child killing Yang Tianyi, which became the trigger.

Nine Abyss even considered using an even more extreme method to break the seal.

Then the remaining demons found Luo Li, now a demon child, and joined her forces.

A lean camel is bigger than a horse. Although they were just remnants of the Nine Abyss, they were still a match for a first-rate sect.

"I wonder if Brother Qin is here yet," Luo Li muttered, her face tilted with boredom.

As the saying goes, the thoughts of middle-aged men are as strong as wine, while the feelings of young girls are always poetic.

Having tasted the forbidden fruit of love for the first time, how could Luo Li not yearn for it and savor the aftertaste?

"Once I unify all the demon sects in the Ziyun Dao Realm and have them wage war against the other sects, I think I'll be able to accomplish what Brother Qin asked me to do: disrupt the Ziyun Dao Realm."

"I'm so clever, Brother Qin will surely be very happy. Then... hehe."

(· ̀Ω·́)✧

Luo Li seemed to have imagined the scene of Brother Qin praising her.

"Young Master, why did we come to a place like this?"

One of the black-robed men beside Luo Li took off her robe and asked, somewhat puzzled.

This was a beautiful woman.

She wore a black veil and a tight, thin black gauze dress, her graceful figure vaguely visible. Even through the thin gauze, you could see a hint of her underwear.

"Of course, we're here to regain our strength. Since you've joined me, you have to do something, right?"

"This place is remote, and there's no Great Emperor yet. We can unify the Demon Cult and then disrupt this place. Then you can cultivate your demonic… oh, our demonic secrets and magical powers."

"And if we discover a promising talent, we can guide him into the demonic path and inject some fresh blood."

Luo Li spoke coherently. Of course, this was all just fabricated. She couldn't say she came here to complete Brother Qin's commission and receive his reward. And the reward he wanted was Brother Qin's big cock.

Mo Siyao nodded. As expected of a demon child, he always thought about things.

The remnants of the Nine Abyss demon clan sought out Luo Li because they had nowhere else to go.

They had been sealed for so long, so long that they were completely unfamiliar with the outside world. Furthermore, the Nine Abyss demon clan was completely devoid of youth. Mo Siyao was the youngest, but she was still nearly five thousand years old.

Though they had broken the seal and escaped, it was only a narrow escape from near certainty.

The only person he could turn to now was the notorious demon child.

Having severely injured the Son of God, beheaded Yang Tianyi, and slaughtered countless human prodigies, only someone like him could lead the demon clan and ensure its survival in the Great Thousand Dao Realm.

Mo Siyao: "I understand. I'll give the order now. Use the Purple Cloud Dao Realm as a breeding ground for our demon clan to regain their strength."

"Wait." Luo Li stopped Mo Siyao as she was about to leave, then asked mysteriously, "Siyao, are you a virgin?"

"Huh?" Mo Siyao was stunned. What kind of question was that?

"Oh, just tell me if you are."

"Well... I am," Mo Siyao said, blushing slightly.

"Hey, it's okay. Go ahead." Luo Li smiled and nodded, then waved her hand, letting Mo Siyao leave.

Mo Siyao shook her head in confusion, wondering if her virginity would matter.

"This young lady has a nice figure and a pretty face. Brother Qin will definitely like her, right? And she's old enough."

Luo Li's eyes swam as she thought of a good idea. Brother Qin had too many women around him, and she couldn't possibly compete with them all by herself. She could just surround him with more of her own people. That way, when the time came, she'd have help. Besides, I have more supporters on my side, and the position of Brother Qin's legal wife... (~￣▽￣)~ I'm so clever!

At the same time, in the universe, six figures appeared in the Ziyun Dao Realm.

Though they all wore masks, they were dressed differently. Each one exuded a mature and charming demeanor, with curvaceous figures, a voluptuous beauty, and voluptuous waists, firm and plump breasts, and skin as luminous as jade.

But the aura they exuded was extremely ancient, like some ancient, age-old monster.

The six of them stopped at this point.

The pressure emanating from their auras revealed that these six were all terrifying Saint Kings.

You have to know that in the Ziyun Dao Realm, where Quasi-Emperor is the highest level of cultivation, a single Saint King can dominate a region and rule over a vast area. The arrival of six of them was an unprecedented disaster for the Ziyun Dao Realm.

Xia Mei: "This is it. Are you all familiar with the missions issued by the Heavenly Emperor?"

Li Shibai removed his mask, revealing a somewhat uninhibited, slightly lazy face. "Drink and sleep?"

"If you want to die, then find a place to sleep." Xia Mei glared at her fiercely.

Li Shibai shrank back and laughed, "Just kidding...just kidding...why would I be lazy about something the Heavenly Emperor has assigned me?"

Li Shibai was still a little afraid of Xia Mei. Xia Mei was the oldest among them, and she was one step closer to becoming a Quasi-Emperor.

Although she had cultivated to the level of Sage King thanks to the resources of the Heavenly Emperor Palace, her carefree and easygoing personality meant she was at the bottom of the six in terms of cultivation.

Yaoguang: "Alright, the Celestial Emperor has instructed us to seal off the entire Ziyun Dao Realm, allowing only entry, not exit."

Gu Rou, Feng Huo, and Li Jiuer nodded and immediately dispersed, heading to various locations to guard the exits of the Ziyun Dao Realm.

Xia Mei and Li Shibai also stood up and headed elsewhere.

Seeing everyone else had left, Yaoguang carefully took out a tiny, transparent piece of fabric, which she could consider clothing.

Her eyes were determined. This time, she was determined to perform well before the Celestial Emperor. Then, wearing this dress, she would convince him to take her into his bedchamber.

So far, Yaoguang had been performing extremely diligently. From her position, anything, even a drifting star, would be instantly shattered.

And it wasn't just that. Qing Xuan and Fu Hongchen, both in the Tianwu Immortal Dynasty and Wangdao Mountain, were also seen turning their gaze towards the Ziyun Dao Realm. If the aura they left on Qin Tian sensed danger, they would immediately cross several Dao Realms and arrive at his side.

So far, three Great Emperors, seven Saint Kings, and several top-tier geniuses had already descended upon the remote Ziyun Dao Realm.

This level of activity could easily be described as the beginning of a Dao Realm War.

Furthermore, the Qin clan's entourage hadn't yet joined in, primarily because the Qin clan was so large that their every move was under scrutiny. If a Qin clan emperor were to step forward, it would draw too much attention.

...

Inside the Ziyun Dao Realm, Daojian Sect.

At this moment, the entire sect was shrouded in a shadow, and both elders and disciples wore grim expressions.

"Master! What should we do?" a bearded elder asked, looking at a middle-aged man in front of him.

The middle-aged man had his back to everyone, but he could hardly hide his anger and helplessness.

Just then, a disciple hurried over, panicking, "Master, they... they're here again!"

Before anyone could reply, a resounding voice echoed from outside the Dao Sword Sect.

"Dao Sword Sect, have you made up your mind? Will you let the little sword immortal come out to challenge our Tiger God, or will you reject the challenge and dig out the Tongtian Sword Bone and give it to us? Hahaha."

Outside the Dao Sword Sect, a member of the Taikoo Imperial Clan strolled through the sect, extremely arrogant, not taking the Dao Sword Clan's members seriously.

He had brown hair, a ferocious face, and a tall, sturdy physique. The word "king" was etched on his head.

This was a member of the Taikoo Imperial Clan, a descendant of the Tiger God.

And the Tiger God he was referring to was the ancient prodigy who had recently awakened from his slumber.

The Dao Sword Sect's members watched as the members of the Ancient Imperial Family barged in without permission, daring not to stop them. The last time someone tried to stop them, the ferocious tiger tore them apart and began devouring them right in front of the Dao Sword Sect's disciples and elders.

Many people vomited in fear.

In the main hall, the Sect Master's face darkened even more as he heard the voice.

"Sect Master! Let Xiao Yan go out. With Xiao Yan's strength, he can definitely defeat this ferocious tiger!" an elder said angrily.

It's not that they can't defeat the man-eating tiger outside, but if they attacked, the Ancient Imperial Family would have a reason to annihilate the Dao Sword Sect. The Ancient Imperial Family was intimidating them, and at the same time, forcing the Dao Sword Sect to intervene.

At this point, the Ancient Imperial Family and the human race hadn't completely broken off relations, so it wasn't easy to directly destroy a human sect.

So, they were using the form of a challenge to force the Dao Sword Sect to intervene.

"No, Yan Qing can't leave," the Sect Master immediately refused.

"But..."

"There's no but. I can't gamble with the future of the Purple Cloud Dao Realm. As long as Yan Qing has time, he can become an emperor. Before that, nothing can happen to him!"

The Sect Master felt remorseful and spoke after a long moment: "Go out and tell him that in three days, I... my Daojian Sect will present the Tongtian Sword Bone."

"Sect Master! You are little Yan's father!" An elder looked at the Sect Master in disbelief.

"Yan Qing has many opportunities. Losing a piece of Tongtian Sword Bone won't affect his becoming an emperor."

"Sect Master, you absolutely cannot! This is the pain of bone removal! Little Yan is so young, how can you bear it?" An elder who had watched Yan Qing grow up advised with a look of pity in his eyes.

"As long as he becomes an emperor, as long as Yan Qing becomes an emperor, all this is worth it!" he roared.

Everyone looked at each other in silence. Their Daojian Sect boasted the most powerful and stunning prodigy in the entire Dao Realm, yet they had to live such a miserable life.

The Purple Cloud Dao Realm was too weak.

The Dao Sword Sect was too weak.

So weak that it couldn't even protect its own genius.

Although Qin Tian acted arrogantly, the Qin Clan behind him was even more formidable.

Without a strong backer, a woman's beauty and a man's strength would bring disaster upon themselves.

Hu Huo stood before the Dao Sword Sect's main hall, sneering at these lowly and weak humans. They were the lineage of the Tiger God, who had recently awakened the ancient genius who had long slumbered.

Lord Tiger God!

Now Hu Huo was incredibly arrogant. With a strong backer, he spoke with authority.

"What? Are you humans so ignorant of etiquette? Tell your little sword immortal to come out. If he doesn't, offer his Tongtian Sword Bone to our Lord Tiger God."

Hu Huo grew impatient, and a roar echoed throughout the Dao Sword Sect.

"Lord Tiger, calm down." The Sect Master then ran out. He looked at Hu Huo and his group, who had already reached the main hall. Although he felt uneasy, he managed a smile and said, "Master Hu, please go back and tell the Tiger God that in three days, our Daojian Sect will present the Tongtian Sword Bone."

"Hmph, one day," Hu Huo said arrogantly.

"Ah, that! Just three days. Three days later..."

"Just one day. In one day, if you don't hand over the Tongtian Sword Bone, don't blame me, the Tiger God lineage, for unleashing our might and annihilating your Dao Sword Sect."

Hu Huo glared at him smugly. His goal was to force the Dao Sword Sect to its knees.

Today, they could dig out the Little Sword Immortal's Tongtian Sword Bone to compromise. Tomorrow, they'd hand over the Companion Sword Soul, and the day after tomorrow, the Flawless Sword Heart.

The Dao Sword Sect's tolerance wouldn't bring them peace and stability; instead, it would only lead to even greater greed.

"Alright..." The Sect Master uttered these words tremblingly, seeming to age considerably in that moment.

He consoled himself mentally.

It's okay, it's okay. Yan Qing is the most gifted swordsman in millions of years. Just give him time, and he can become an emperor. If he does, all this will be worth it.

It's just a piece of bone. Yan Qing still has his Sword Soul and Sword Heart. It won't delay his path to becoming an emperor!

"Haha, you spineless humans! You all should be the blood food of my Ancient Imperial Family." Hu Huo said, then suddenly thought of something and said, "Speaking of blood food, I'm just starving. I'll pick out a few tender-skinned female disciples from your Daojian Sect to fill my stomach. Is that okay with you?"

"Don't go too far!" This time he was truly furious. Hu Huo had gone too far!

"Not convinced? If you don't, then let out your idiot future emperors. Besides, I'm backed by the Ancient Imperial Family. I'm here under the orders of my clan's Tiger God. What's wrong with eating you guys?"

Hu Huo's mention of the Ancient Imperial Family and the Tiger God made the Sect Master's face extremely ugly. He clenched his fists, but he didn't dare to lash out.

Yan Qing hadn't yet become an emperor. He needed time. He had to endure it!

Hu Huo sneered at the Sect Master, who bowed his head, and fixed his gaze on the young-looking female disciples.

He laughed wildly, "Brothers, thank you, Sect Master Yan, for your hospitality! Hahaha!"

"Since Sect Master Yan is so generous, I won't be polite!"

"Hehe, a bunch of useless humans, born to feed on us. Isn't it normal for you to eat a few people?"

The members of the ancient royal family behind Hu Huo burst into laughter.

The Daojian Sect disciples, upon seeing this scene, were horrified and terrified, beginning to feel bewildered.

They couldn't understand why they had become prey for others within their own sect, and why the sect wouldn't protect them.

Countless eyes turned to Sect Master Yan, filled with pity, help, and panic.

But to their disappointment, their Sect Master Yan lowered his head and remained silent, as if he had tacitly approved of this behavior.

At that moment, from the edge of the sky, a bolt of light pierced the air at an incredible speed, like a laser beam, barreling towards Hu Huo.

Hu Huo had barely sensed the danger and had barely turned when the light arrow reached him. He was pierced by it without resistance. The light arrow that pierced Hu Huo also affected the rest of the Ancient Imperial Family behind him, killing and wounding them all.

The light arrow disappeared only after piercing the mountain and shattering the earth.

Everyone was stunned as they watched the Ancient Imperial Family reduced to a pile of corpses.

One moment, Hu Huo had been so arrogant, threatening to devour them, and the next, his chest had ripped open, reduced to a still-warm corpse.

"When did the Ancient Imperial Family become so oppressive to the human race?"

A voice rang out, and everyone looked up.

A flying boat descended above the Daojian Sect. On the bow, a young man wielding a longbow gazed coldly at the pile of corpses, his golden eyes cold and ruthless.

Beside him stood a young man in white, his crescent-white brocade robe tailored to his body. His figure was sturdy and upright, his steps gentle and graceful, like a delicate orchid or a jade tree, a radiant breeze and a bright moon, an indescribable elegance and grace, a picture of poetry.

Behind him followed several beautiful women, each as delicate as a flower. The beauty of the street was as beautiful as jade, and the young man in white was unparalleled.

Qin Tian spoke with a sneer, then led his group to the Daojian Sect.

"You are..." Sect Master Yan looked at Qin Tian and the others in shock. He asked in a serious tone, "Do you know who you killed?"

"Hmm?" Qin Tian glanced at him, then said nonchalantly, "Just a bunch of beasts."

"Damn bastard, who are you? Do you know we are from the Tiger God lineage, sent by the Lord Tiger God? How dare you attack us!"

At this moment, a member of the ancient royal family, only half of his body remaining, spoke in shock and fear.

"The Qin Clan's Godson, Qin Tian," Qin Tian said with a smile.

The words "Qin Tian" uttered, shocking everyone from the Ancient Imperial Clan to the Dao Sword Sect!

They might not have seen Qin Tian's face, but they had certainly heard of his reputation.

When a member of the Ancient Imperial Clan heard it was Qin Tian, he was stunned. This man was the ruthless warrior who had shattered the head of the Tianhuang female with his bare hands. This time, he was truly doomed.

Qin Tian glanced at the scene and saw a few members of the Ancient Imperial Clan still alive. He turned to Yi Yu and said, "No good. They are not all dead yet."

"Let me send them off!" Divine runes spread across Yi Yu's body, and he drew his bowstring, ready to shoot these fucking idiots to pieces.

His hatred for the Ancient Imperial Clan was no joke.

"Forget it, let them go." Qin Tian waved his hand, suppressing Yi Yu's murderous intent.

He turned to the members of the Ancient Imperial Family whose limbs had been shot off and said, "Go back and tell that Tiger God of yours. If you want a challenge, come find me."

"Now, get out of here."

Qin Tian gave them a cold look and ignored them.

Sect Master Yan cautiously approached Qin Tian and asked, "So it's Lord Divine Son. I was blind and didn't recognize you just now. Please forgive me, Lord Divine Son."

"No problem."

Qin Tian smiled gently and said, "I heard that there's a young sword immortal in the Ziyun Dao Realm who's destined to become an emperor in the future, so I'm curious and want to meet him. Is that possible, Sect Master Yan?"

"Yes, yes, please follow me, Lord Divine Son." Sect Master Yan was ecstatic. If the Daojian Sect could cling to Lord Divine Son, they would no longer have to fear the members of the Ancient Imperial Family.

Qin Tian had saved the Daojian Sect like a god descending from heaven. His handsome and heroic presence, his gentle and refined demeanor, were simply stunning!

Many of the female disciples looked at Qin Tian with admiration.

"Bad guy..." Xiao Meng muttered softly.

Zhou Bairou and Zhou Baiyu exchanged glances, each sharing a meaningful smile. Their goddaughter disliked Qin Tian, clearly jealous.

They turned their gaze to Yue Xiao, who had suddenly appeared beside Qin Tian. This Yue Xiao was indeed favored by Qin Tian, and the two seemed to have a very close relationship.

They and their group had no advantage over her at all.

"Qin... Husband." Xiao Meng was about to call Qin Tian by his full name, but remembering the many outsiders present, she decided to call him "husband."

"Hmm?" Qin Tian turned to look at her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I heard there's a place in Ziyun Dao Territory called Purple Mountain Cloud Sea. My godmother, Aunt Yu, and Sister Qingling and I are planning to go there for some fun."

Qin Tian glanced at the four of them and could roughly guess what they were thinking.

Indeed, with his mother by his side, he didn't have much time to care for them. She was the true love of his heart. Of course, it wasn't that he disliked them; it was just a matter of degree.

It would be nice for them to go out for a walk; they didn't have to stay by his side all the time.

The Four Swords of Zhu Xian were within their bodies. They could summon them instantly, no matter how far away, so they didn't have to be constantly on standby.

"Go ahead, and be safe."

"Let's go..." Xiao Meng seemed a little angry. She turned her head and left without a glance back.

Zhou Baiyu and Zhou Bairou shook their heads helplessly, then said to Qin Tian, "Husband, Xiaomeng has a little girlish nature. Don't blame her."

"It's okay. She's quite unique." Qin Tian smiled and waved goodbye to the four people.

Now it was just him and his mother.

No.

There were two more light bulbs.

Yi Yu and Fan Shu.

"Your girlfriend seems jealous," Yue Xiao teased, hugging Qin Tian's arm.

Qin Tian smiled, reached out to wrap his arm around his mother's waist, and said, "Although I'm sorry for her, mother is the most important person in my heart."

"You're so stupid! You're still calling me mother in public." Yue Xiao rolled her eyes at her son and whispered, "I'm Yue Xiao now."

"Yes, yes, my darling Yue Xiao."

"You look like a fool..."

Although they couldn't hear what the two were saying, the sour smell of love still reached everyone else's noses.

Aside from Fanshu, who wasn't quite as smart, Yiyu and Sect Leader Yan were both a bit embarrassed...

After passing through layers of restrictions, they finally arrived at a small courtyard.

Pushing the door open, they were immediately greeted by a young man in a high ponytail and a long, turquoise robe.

His face, as resolute as a knife and an axe, was adorned with heroic, sharp eyebrows that slanted into his temples. His clear, electric eyes were imperfect, his bronze cheeks blossomed like flowers when he was happy, and his perfectly straight teeth were dazzlingly white.

"Dad, you're here," Yan Qing said happily as he approached.

He also saw Qin Tian and the others. He seemed to rarely see outsiders, and he seemed very excited. "Who are this handsome brother and this beautiful sister?"

"Ding, the Chosen One has been found." At this moment, the system chimed in.

"What is the Chosen One?" Qin Tian asked.

System: "The Chosen One is the one chosen by Heaven, and can look down upon a protagonist without a Destiny."

"No Destiny? Yet possessing the Protagonist's luck." Qin Tian pondered. This didn't seem like a good thing.

You must know that Destiny is a protagonist's most important asset. It's because of it that they have the foundation for development. Reducing Destiny is a slow death.

But when a protagonist has no Destiny, it means they have no protection. Jumping off a cliff might grant them unparalleled magical powers, but they'll surely die.

You might find an unconscious goddess and possess her body, but she'll surely kill you.

When something goes wrong, no one comes to their rescue. There are no miracles in desperate situations.

System: "You guessed right. The Chosen One is just that kind of person."

Qin Tian nodded. He seemed to understand why the Daojian Sect had stopped Yan Qing from being born.

"Yan Qing, don't be rude. This is the Qin Clan's Divine Son," Sect Master Yan sternly lectured him.

"Ah! Big brother, you're the Son of God, Qin Tian!" Yan Qing was so excited that stars were practically twinkling in his eyes.

"I'm your fan! Fighting Demon Child, beating Sky Phoenix Girl, nemesis of the Ancient Imperial Family, hope of humanity!"

Yan Qing rambled on and on, acting like a completely rabid fan.

Qin Tian shook his head with a hint of amusement and said, "I've heard of the Little Sword Immortal's name for a long time."

"Alas, what kind of name am I? I've never even left the house in my life." Yan Qing was a little depressed.

"Enough of that, Son of God. Come with me. I have a huge collection of spirit swords."

Yan Qing wiped the gloom from his face, took Qin Tian's hand, and was about to take Qin Tian to see his collection.

As Qin Tian touched Yan Qing's hand, he also sensed Yan Qing's situation.

Born with a celestial sword bone, a companion sword spirit, a flawless sword heart, and a breath of innate, nameless sword energy within his dantian, Yan Qing possesses terrifying talent and exceptional comprehension, all the makings of a top-tier protagonist.

For a chosen one like Yan Qing, becoming an emperor is practically a certainty, but Yan Qing is too young.

At twelve years old, it would take at least a thousand years for him to achieve emperorship.

A thousand years might not be enough for the Ziyun Dao Realm and Daojian Sect to wait.

Seeing this, Yue Xiao chuckled softly, then said to Sect Master Yan, "Our divine son needs to attend to some matters within the Ziyun Dao Realm, so he'll be staying temporarily in your Daojian Sect."

"Okay, okay. I'll immediately arrange for the best accommodations in Daojian Sect for you." Sect Master Yan was overjoyed. This was a tremendous support!

"Sect Master Yan, forgive my sarcasm, but keeping your son locked up here like this isn't good for him." Yue Xiao, as a mother, had the right to speak out. In her view, Yan Qing was nothing more than a lamb in a sheepfold, waiting to be slaughtered.

Today's incident with Tiger Huo was the perfect example.

"You don't understand. Given time, Yan Qing will definitely become an emperor. As long as he becomes an emperor..."

"Can you wait until he becomes an emperor?"

"You're going to dig out his bones today, drain his sword spirit tomorrow, and make him destroy his sword heart the day after tomorrow?"

Yue Xiao struck Sect Master Yan in the heart.

Sect Master Yan's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said firmly, "Yan Qing cannot leave this door!"

"Why?" Yue Xiao seemed to sense something was amiss.

"Miss, this is my family matter. I can't tell you. Our Ziyun Dao Realm must produce a great emperor. We can wait."

Yue Xiao didn't know what to say. This was indeed someone else's family matter. "Beautiful sister, are you the wife of Brother Divine Son?" Yan Qing trotted over, clutching a large stack of spiritual swords.

"Yes, I am." Yue Xiao liked Yan Qing more and more the more she looked at her. She was so sweet.

And hearing someone say she was her son's wife made her very happy.

"This sword is for you." Yan Qing handed a long sword to Yue Xiao.

"Thank you." Yue Xiao took the long sword and realized it was a pair of swords, likely with a matching sword.

Qin Tian followed Yan Qing out, holding the other sword.

The two swords were a perfect pair.

Mother and son smiled at each other. Yan Qing was quite thoughtful.

"Alright, Yan Qing, the Divine Son must have been exhausted from the journey. Don't bother them," Sect Master Yan said.

"Is Brother Divine Son leaving?" Yan Qing asked, looking at Qin Tian.

"No, I'll be staying at the Daojian Sect for a few days. I'll come practice swordplay with you tomorrow," Qin Tian said with a smile.

"Great!"

Yan Qing jumped up happily.

"Young Master, I want to stay here," Yi Yu said.

Everyone looked at him, and he explained, "I've long heard of the Little Sword Immortal. I'll stay here and spar with him."

Yi Yu actually had another reason. Even a dog could tell the sour aroma of Qin Tian and Yue Xiao's love was about to overflow, and he really didn't want to be a third wheel.

Looking at him with envy.

"Great! I'm usually bored to death. It's so nice of you to have this big brother to keep me company." Yan Qing jumped up again.

It was obvious that the child was truly bored.

"Alright, you and Fan Shu can stay here and interact with each other." Qin Tian was eager for these two big lights to stay away. He had finally been out with his mother, so naturally he wanted to spend some time together.

Sect Leader Yan hesitated for a moment, then ordered, "No problem, but Yan Qing, you absolutely cannot step out of this door. Understand?"

"Okay, I understand," Yan Qing replied.