In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 648 [I desperately want to become an emperor]

"Why is the old Golden Crow here?"

Lin Xian's first reaction was confusion, but then his expression turned serious, realizing that someone might have leaked the information. He immediately said in a deep voice, "You've come at just the right time. Go and invite His Majesty Emperor Jun here."

"I will obey the decree of the Immortal Venerable."

The Holy Lord of the Wind Clan bowed deeply, his blood and energy surging. Over the years, he had broken through the barrier of the Dao Severing Realm and was now practically a half-saint.

He was not a prodigy; his ability to reach this level was already a result of Fuxi's protection and the Heavenly Court's care. On the other hand, his daughter Phoenix became a saint early on and was praised as having the potential to become a patriarch, capable of proving herself a great saint and becoming a supreme ruler in a region in the future.

However, if one does not become a quasi-emperor, one is ultimately useless in the eyes of the supreme being, and no different from an ordinary mortal.

"Talent has dwindled, and the divine blood of Fuxi has thinned with the passage of time..."

Lin Xian shook his head. If it weren't for his own birth, the Feng family would be no different from ordinary holy land families. If Yao Guang is a disgrace to the Great Emperor's lineage, then the Feng family has already fallen into that category.

Leaving aside imperial sons, even a grandson of an emperor could be guaranteed to reach the Quasi-Emperor realm by relying on the Great Dao of his ancestors, shining brightly for tens of thousands of years.

When a great emperor attains enlightenment, it is not only an achievement for one person, but also a blessing for the entire race, and a sign of the favor of the universe.

"Hahaha... Immortal Venerable Brother, Emperor Jun has come to pay a visit!"

A moment later, a hearty laugh rang out in the Wind Clan's sacred land, and the wind chimes on the jade steps in front of the hall tinkled like a spring breeze. A handsome young man with extraordinary bearing strode in. His golden hair was loose, his red eyes were like the sun, and his skin was crystal clear, as if it were cast from divine gold, making him look like a true immortal reincarnated.

The current supreme ruler of the Golden Crow Clan, a being who will attain enlightenment and live a second life.

They are not the mediocre, superficial cultivators like the Emperor or the Immortal Empress, but genuine cultivators who can become emperors at any time and are capable of challenging the Supreme Being. They have reached the qualified level of the ancient emperors and great emperors of all time.

"Senior Di Jun, you're too kind."

Lin Xian smiled and personally greeted Di Jun, leading him into the pavilion to sit down. He shook his head and said, "I am only a little over a hundred years old. How can I be worthy of such a title from a senior?"

"What are you pretending to be young for, you old codger?" Di Jun sneered inwardly, but on the surface he smiled and brushed it off, not believing Lin Xian's words at all.

If you say that your 100-year-old cultivator has attained the quasi-emperor level and possesses the aura of a supreme being, not even a ghost would believe it.

After probing each other for a while, both remained tight-lipped. Seeing that he hadn't gotten any results, Lin Xian simply stopped pretending and suddenly asked, "What brings you here, fellow Daoist?"

"Fellow Daoist Lin frequents the various supreme Daoist temples, all of whom are prodigies capable of proving themselves as Emperors. This kind of news cannot be kept secret." Di Jun smiled calmly; he had his own eyes and ears in the Big Dipper.

"Who leaked the information?" Lin Xian raised her head slightly and asked directly.
Di Jun pondered for a moment, considering whether to betray his teammates and hold onto the bottom line.

"If you are unwilling to speak, then there is no point in continuing the discussion." Lin Xian picked up the Enlightenment Tea, preparing to see his guest out.

"It was Black Emperor who accidentally leaked it." Di Jun sighed and decisively betrayed his teammate.

"The Black Emperor doesn't seem to be familiar with the Golden Crow Clan, does he?" Lin Xian clicked his tongue. He had been wandering around the Eastern Wilderness these past few days, and the Black Emperor hadn't left the Big Dipper Star, staying obediently in Purple Mountain.

“I remember that you have a mount that belongs to my Golden Crow clan.” Di Jun smiled slightly, for beings of different levels are never lonely.

The Supreme Being has its own circle, and the Supreme Being's pets and mounts also have their own corresponding circles.

Black Emperor, Dragon Horse, Golden Crow... these alien species share information with each other.

When Emperor Jun inquired about the matter, the Golden Crow General of Heaven dared not refuse to answer.

"Was it an accident or intentional?" Lin Xian pondered, glancing back at Di Jun. Suddenly, she noticed the Emperor Bell made of Dao Tribulation Gold on Di Jun's earlobe and said softly, "Fellow Daoist Di Jun, your Taiyi Bell seems a little small."

"In the great battle with the Lord of Reincarnation, our weapons inevitably shattered, and we lost some fragments of immortal gold." Emperor Jun sighed and said, "Let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it."

"That's not what I meant." Lin Xian sighed softly.

"What do you mean, fellow Daoist?" Di Jun was stunned for a moment, quite puzzled.

"Refuse to let the middleman take a cut!" Lin Xian said with great distress, "Fellow Daoist, if you want to become an Emperor, just come to me directly. Why go through all this trouble, with the Black Emperor in between?"

Lord Lin also wants a piece of that deal worth 500,000 celestial gold.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun felt relieved, and his tense emotions eased considerably. However, he said helplessly, "I just don't understand your true meaning, after all, the one in the Heavenly Court has not yet attained enlightenment."

The Chaos Body can merge with all the Dao. No matter who becomes an Emperor first, Lin Xian can become an Emperor, but it is different for others.

Once the first imperial throne is lost, one can only wait another lifetime.

Old Golden Crow was very uneasy. Although he was nominally an ally of the Heavenly Court, compared with Ye Fan, the Lord of the Heavenly Court, he was an outsider.

It's obvious whether Lin Xian will choose Ye Fan or Di Jun to become emperor.

“Little Yezi, he still needs to hone his skills for a few more years. He can’t grasp the Heavenly Heart Mark.”

Lin Xian spoke slowly, indicating that she did not want Ye Fan to attain enlightenment now, but rather wanted to temper Ye Fan's foundation so that he could achieve perfect enlightenment.

This is a consistent law of our universe: only by enduring the bitterest of hardships can one rise above others.

In a normal environment, one can only become a true immortal; even attaining the status of an immortal king is extremely difficult.

In the Dharma-ending Age, those who become immortals are called Mortal Immortals, whose strength is comparable to that of Quasi-Immortal Kings. For Mortal Immortals, becoming an Immortal King is just a matter of time and effort; the Dao Ancestor and Immortal Emperor are their future.

To become an immortal in an environment devoid of spiritual energy is the pinnacle of immortality, capable of defying even immortal kings, and possessing the true potential to become a Heavenly Emperor.

If Ye Fan were to easily attain enlightenment, his combat power would decline, and his Dao Fruit would be incomplete. Who would fight the strange plateau in the future? It's impossible for Lin Xian to go alone.

Compared to the Dark Progenitor, the Dark Supreme within the Forbidden Zone is a piece of cake.

Upon hearing this, Di Jun's heart skipped a beat. Unable to contain his joy, he asked, "Is this true?"

"Emperor Ye's cultivation speed is too fast. If he breaks through rashly, his foundation may be unstable. In my opinion, he needs to consolidate his foundation for a while longer."

Lin Xian spoke in a deep voice, his face filled with the light of justice. He looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle and sighed, "Let Emperor Ye suffer a little longer. I will bear the infamy."

Who in the world can understand his good intentions? He carried everything only to deal with the deeper darkness. It was a true plan that lasted for eternity and had a far-reaching layout.

It's definitely not as some petty people speculate, that they're worried the Holy Emperor will settle scores and cause and effect, and that it will take hundreds of years to buy them some buffer time.

"Brother Lin, you've really given me a wonderful surprise!"

Di Jun stood up excitedly, about to clasp his hands in a bow, but Lin Xian stopped him.

“Fellow Daoist Di Jun, didn’t you not want to become an emperor? Why have you changed your mind now?”

Lin Xian asked with a half-smile, "Being fickle isn't a good thing."

"Times have changed," Di Jun said sincerely. He used to worry about the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone shooting him in the back, but with the Chaos Body protecting him, what did he have to worry about? "Fellow Daoist, do you really want to become an Emperor?" Lin Xian asked earnestly, his expression solemn.

“There is no supreme being who does not wish to become an emperor.” Di Jun’s eyes shone brightly, flashing with celestial light, as deep as the universe, and his aura surged and rippled, eager to try.

He desperately wanted to become emperor!
"How sincere is his desire to become emperor?"

Lin Xian said meaningfully, "Becoming an emperor is not easy, and the Dao is not to be easily protected. It still requires some human effort."

"Sincere?" Di Jun's expression remained unchanged, but his heart ached. He had lost weight because of his efforts to become an emperor. Dividing the immortal gold would no longer make it a powerful artifact. What would he use to suppress the heavens in the future?

But without immortal gold, even the Supreme Being wouldn't care about anything else. His luck was bad, and he had no elixir of immortality to follow him.

"After I become Emperor, and take control of the Heavenly Will, I wish to share the universe with you, fellow Daoist. I will give you half of the empire." Emperor Jun took a deep breath and said sincerely, "I wish to share wealth and honor with you!"

"Hahaha... a shared universe?" Lin Xian laughed wildly upon hearing this, shook his head, and pointed to the surging river in front of the Feng family's gate, jokingly saying, "Why don't you swear an oath by the Luo River, fellow Daoist!"

"Fellow Daoist Lin doesn't believe me?" The Golden Crow Emperor's expression turned solemn, and he said in a deep voice, "The word of an emperor is as heavy as a divine mountain. Even those people in the forbidden zones of life have never violated the imperial covenant, let alone me."

The Great Emperor possesses the Daoist heart of a Great Emperor and the pride of an Imperial Sovereign. Without this spirit, it would be impossible to attain the Dao.

At least, that was the case in the first life.

"The idea of ​​a shared universe is too unrealistic."

Lin Xian said calmly, shaking his head: "I don't want your billions of star rivers and boundless territories. Instead, I am willing to help you ascend to the throne of the Heavenly Court and achieve the unification of the universe, but there are two conditions."

"Fellow Daoist, please speak." Jinwu Dijun smiled calmly and said, "As long as you help me become an emperor, I will agree to help you, not just two, but even two hundred."

"First, after you become emperor, I need to see your Heavenly Heart Mark."

Lin Xian narrowed his eyes and said, "The Chaotic Body is equivalent to a small universe. If one can comprehend the Heavenly Heart Mark one step ahead, it will be of great benefit and can save one from thousands of years of arduous cultivation."

He might become an emperor even faster than Ye Fan, and attain the Dao through the Chaos Body. Even if he faces a Heavenly Emperor, he wouldn't be completely powerless.

"This is easy."

Di Jun secretly breathed a sigh of relief. If any other quasi-emperors had this idea, he would never have agreed to it. The Heavenly Heart Mark is the foundation of a great emperor and is extremely important.

However, Lin Xian is a Chaos Body, capable of merging with all the Dao, destined to become an Emperor. He will obtain the Heavenly Heart Mark sooner or later, and in the future, he is destined to stand on equal footing with the Great Emperor of this era.

Since that's the case, why not sell Lin Xian out of kindness, let him comprehend the will of Heaven ahead of time, and consider it a good deed?

"As for the second condition."

Lin Xian chuckled, gazing at the mountains and rivers before his eyes fell upon a striking and beautiful figure from the Wind Clan. He said leisurely, "I want the Golden Crow Clan and the Wind Clan to form a marriage alliance, so that they can share the universe and live in peace from now on."

"Marriage alliance, of course..." Di Jun breathed a sigh of relief. He thought it was something serious, but it was just a marriage alliance, a perfectly normal thing. He was about to agree immediately when his expression suddenly changed, and he said in a deep voice, "Wait, marriage alliance? With whom?"

In an instant, Old Golden Crow had a bad feeling.

"Naturally, it's you, fellow Daoist."

Lin Xian feigned surprise and asked, "Besides Fellow Daoist Di Jun, are there any other members of the Golden Crow Clan who could catch the eye of my Feng family?"

"You should know that my Feng clan is illustrious, with a bloodline dating back to ancient times, inheriting from Nuwa and Emperor Xi. How noble we are! In the early days of the ancient times, we already had the lineage of two emperors. If I attain the Dao, we will have three emperors, reaching the pinnacle of glory!"

“Three emperors from one family, even if the Golden Crow clan is truly a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor, they are worthy of it.”

"I have had offspring." Di Jun's expression was complicated. Don't be fooled by his youthful appearance and the demeanor of a refined gentleman. In reality, he is an old man who has lived a second life. He is several thousand years old and has experienced all kinds of worldly affairs. His Dao heart has long been polished and refined.

What I thought was a business deal turned out to be a complete disaster, and I never imagined that I would end up getting myself involved.

Old Golden Crow looked uneasy and fidgety. He was a supreme being of his generation; even if he were to sell himself, he would sell his art, not his body.

"Fellow Daoist, don't play dumb," Lin Xian said calmly. "If you don't marry my human race's Empress, how can you be considered one of the Heavenly Court's own people, and how can I support you in becoming Emperor?"

The Golden Crow clan and the Fire Mulberry lineage have a history of enmity with the ancient star of the primordial world. The tragic deaths of Yi the Great and nine Golden Crow offspring in the past are a testament to their blood debts.

With the Heavenly Court now in power and Emperor Jun in charge, both sides have an unspoken agreement not to mention the past.

However, that time bomb has already been planted, and if it is not removed, it will explode sooner or later.

If the old Golden Crow attains enlightenment and the nine imperial sons are killed, this grudge will be remembered by the Golden Crow clan, as it is a hatred deep in their bloodline.

The killing intent that originates from bloodline can only be resolved by bloodline.

Only when Emperor Jun marries the Empress of the Feng family, abandons all the grievances of his first life, resolves the old grudges, and gives birth to a new Golden Crow Emperor, an emperor with half human blood, will history turn a new page.

Once the elders of the Golden Crow Clan who experienced those events pass away, the Golden Crow Clan will be led by the Emperor of the Feng Family, and the Fire Mulberry lineage will be able to truly integrate into the Heavenly Court.

"Is this the price of becoming an emperor?" Di Jun murmured, mocking himself, "Even as a supreme ruler, I am still not in control of my own destiny."

“Those who have become emperors throughout history have sacrificed too much in order to prove their Dao,” Lin Xian said calmly. “For example, the Demon Emperor left his homeland for five hundred years and dared not return home. He did not even get to see his Daoist partner one last time.”

"Only when the Azure Emperor gave up immortality and the elixir of immortality took human form and entered the mortal world could he become an emperor."

"The most tragic thing is the chaos of ancient times, where people have experienced separation from their loved ones, loss of their lovers, death of their relatives, murder of their masters, and annihilation of their friends. All kinds of tragedies have made it a desolate place for eternity."

"It's just a matter of remarrying. Throughout history, no one has become an emperor more easily than you, fellow Daoist."

“Demon Emperor, Chaos Ancient…” Muttering these names, Di Jun took a deep breath, his eyes brightening again with unwavering determination.

He was ultimately a peerless genius who gambled everything from his first life on a single opportunity, possessing a grand vision and deserving the title of a ruthless hero.

They don't even care about their own lives, let alone the continuation of their bloodline.

"Becoming an emperor is not my end goal. I also want to become an immortal and be the greatest of all time!"

"It is because one cannot live forever that one needs offspring to continue one's will. If one becomes an immortal, what does bloodline matter?"

"There is a chance to become an immortal in this life, but you must first become an emperor before you can try and compete for it."

After a thousand thoughts swirled in his mind, Jinwu Dijun finally agreed, pointing to the Luo River at the door as a vow, willing to share the universe with the Feng family and marry the Empress.

"Excellent." Lin Xian clapped hands with him three times to establish a covenant, then laughed heartily and said, "Fellow Daoist Jinwu, don't feel embarrassed. This marriage alliance to become an emperor is not something you can do alone throughout the ages."

"Any other fellow Daoists?" Di Jun was taken aback, and the strange feeling in his heart dissipated in an instant.

"The Queen Mother of the West," Lin Xian said jokingly.
After pondering for a moment, Di Jun couldn't help but shake his head with a wry smile.

(End of this chapter)