In the heavens, people become emperors by being bad.

Chapter 649 [If I do not become emperor, there will be no emperor under heaven]

"Great kindness."

Lin Xian smiled knowingly, then issued a decree summoning the Feng family princess, Feng Huang, who was in seclusion.

On Feng Family Divine Island, a cave dwelling at its very core opened, and a woman wearing a five-colored mask slowly rose, surrounded by divine rays of light, with the Dao principles of saints descending, like a goddess descending to earth, her beauty beyond compare.

Such a young sage is considered a prodigy even on the path to becoming an emperor, and he is expected to become a great sage in the future, ruling over a star field.

"What is the purpose of your summons, Young Master?"

A hint of doubt appeared in Fenghuang's clear eyes. She had been in seclusion for several years, with nothing on her mind and no knowledge of the outside world. However, she dared not be negligent. She took a step forward, crossed the Feng family's many restrictions, and arrived outside the Immortal Pavilion.

Two people came into view: one was Lin Xian, the imperial son of the Feng family, and the other had an extraordinary temperament, unlike ordinary people, yet they had never met before.

Phoenix took a deep breath, stepped forward, bowed, and said softly, "Phoenix greets Little Ancestor and this Daoist... Senior."

The old Golden Crow has lived a second life. He looks very young, like a rising sun, warm and full of life. He doesn't look like a senile old monster. He is as radiant as the pride of his time.

However, he was on equal footing with Lin Xian, and his cultivation level was unclear, but he was at least at the Great Sage level, which made Feng Huang cautious. She dared not address him as "fellow Daoist" and only called him "senior".

Di Jun slightly raised his eyelids, casting a calm gaze as he scrutinized the woman before him. So this was the princess of the Feng Clan? She was far too ordinary, possessing only the cultivation of a sage.

"The Dragon Blood Phoenix Cultivation Technique is impure and flawed, inferior to that of the Heavenly Empress."

In just a few breaths, Di Jun saw through Feng Huang's foundation and foresaw her potential. Compared to the most outstanding talents in one region, she would seem incredibly ordinary in the vast universe.

Above the prodigies, there are beings at the level of imperial sons. The end of an imperial son is merely the beginning of an emperor. To live out a second life as a supreme being is rare throughout the ages. Even if one does not become an emperor, one can still achieve enlightenment in a different way and stand shoulder to shoulder with emperors and sovereigns.

Even a sage is not qualified to have an audience with the Golden Crow Supreme.

If he were to announce that he wanted to choose an empress, even the ancient princesses who had not yet come of age would be considered to be marrying above their station.

"Fellow Daoist Jinwu, you don't want to lose your Great Emperor throne, do you?" Lin Xian's divine sense rang in Di Jun's ear, speaking in a sinister tone, creating a strange atmosphere.

"Just call me Brother Dao." Di Jun's expression softened, and he smiled at Feng Huang.

"Brother Dao?" Feng Huang's expression remained unchanged. She blinked her clear eyes, a hint of suspicion rising in her heart. How low could the cultivation level of a cultivator who could sit and discuss the Dao with a quasi-emperor be?

Another old monster who likes to act young, just like his own little ancestor. No wonder the two of them can get along so well.

Phoenix stood respectfully to one side, wearing a five-colored mask that obscured her face, her eyes lowered, silently complaining to herself.

"Phoenix, I heard that you once made a vow that you would only marry the Emperor in this life."

Lin Xian turned around and asked leisurely, "Is this true?"

"I apologize for my ignorance, young master. I spoke a few nonsensical words in the past."

Phoenix took a deep breath, shook her head, and said with some bitterness, her eyes no longer showing the arrogance of the past. She had put away her former pride. After witnessing the birth of ancient princes, human emperors, and geniuses from all realms, she realized how vast the world was.

In the past, she created her own divine arts and was very proud of herself, thinking that she was like the ancient emperors and could forge her own path to success. Even if she didn't become an emperor, she should at least marry one.

Only after becoming a saint did he realize that creating his own path and laws was indeed a brilliant achievement, but for the geniuses of all realms, it was only the first step on the road to becoming an emperor, merely a threshold.

“This is not empty talk. Cultivators should have lofty ambitions. Even if they cannot become emperors, they should at least become empresses.” Lin Xian clapped his hands and laughed. “It’s just that if you want to become an empress, your cultivation level is a bit too low. You should at least be a quasi-emperor.”

"Young Master, would you like to offer some guidance to this junior?"

Phoenix's heart stirred slightly. She raised her head, her bright eyes filled with expectation.

Following the established path, the Great Sage would be her final destination. In other great eras, she could be a supreme ruler in a region, which would not be considered low, but in the Golden Era, she would be insignificant, not even a supporting character.

If one had the guidance of a supreme being, perhaps one could reach the level of a quasi-emperor.

“Your foundation is already set. Unless you are reborn from the ashes like a phoenix, you cannot turn back.” Lin Xian shook his head and pointed at Di Jun, saying, “I am not good at this Nirvana method, but he knows a little about it.”

"Please enlighten me, fellow Daoist." Fenghuang knew the proper etiquette for seeking a master and dared not be negligent, so she hurriedly bowed to Dijun.

"Hiding your face and showing your true colors, how can you learn the true teachings?" Di Jun clicked his tongue, stepped forward, and removed the five-colored mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with bright eyes, a mixture of confusion and astonishment.

Even if you are a senior expert, this is far too impolite.

"To learn or not to learn?"

Di Jun walked away with his hands behind his back, his indifferent voice ringing out. With his cultivation at the half-step Dao attainment stage, guiding a saint was not a waste of his talent, but rather like using an imperial weapon to swat a mosquito.

"Oh...Here it comes, here it comes!" Phoenix followed closely behind, rushing off in a daze, feeling that every step of today's events had exceeded her expectations.

"The one who enters Xianyang first becomes king, the one who enters Xianyang later becomes Stipunk..." Lin Xian hummed a little tune and slowly left, thus understanding the cause and effect.

From this moment on, the Feng family will continue its glory for hundreds of thousands of years, with quasi-emperors emerging one after another, and if they are lucky, a supreme being will be born.

The ancient three royal families of the human race—Jiang, Ji, and Feng—are once again on equal footing, returning to the lineage of the Great Emperors and filling the last gap in their lineage.

As for Lin Xian, he belongs to all the immortal families, not just the Feng family; he is an outsider.

Time flies, years pass quickly, Di Jun is determined to pursue, and the Feng family is willing to help him. Everything falls into place naturally, and feelings gradually develop between them.

Only the Phoenix seemed like a dream, an illusion, an unreal feeling. A remark made in his youthful arrogance has now come true; the Little Ancestor has actually found a quasi-Emperor.

"What have I done to deserve this..."

Phoenix is ​​no longer the arrogant young girl she once was. After discovering part of the truth, she is filled with fear and unease.

"Being born into the Feng family is your virtue, and being Fuxi is your ability."

Lin Xian stepped in to reassure him, and said with a smile, "It's not that you can become emperor by marrying Di Jun, but rather whoever you marry will become emperor."

Upon hearing this, Fenghuang's gaze became somewhat dazed, and she asked in disbelief, "The throne can be so easily obtained?"

"For others, attaining the Great Emperor Dao is extremely difficult, but for me, with the Chaos Body proving the Dao, the imperial throne is as easy as a bag."

"If I do not become emperor, then there will be no emperor in the world!"

Lin Xian laughed loudly and said in a resounding voice, "Those who wish to attain the Dao must obtain my life!"

To become an emperor, having supreme combat power is only the most basic requirement; the real terror is not the heavenly tribulation, but the human tribulation.

The pressure from the chaotic entity blocking the path is even more terrifying than that of the forbidden zone of life.

"Little Ancestor is invincible!"

Phoenix trembled, her eyes filled with awe, as if she were looking up at a god, even more revered than the Great Emperor. Anyone in the mortal world who wanted to become an emperor had to pass through her test.

Only those he approves of can attain enlightenment. Such power is unlike anything in the mortal world; it is like a supreme heavenly Dao that appoints the Great Emperor.

"You are a daughter of the Feng family, what are you afraid of, Golden Crow Emperor? Be more spirited, don't lose face."

Lin Xian patted Feng Huang on the shoulder and comforted her, "I will pass on a secret technique to you, which will make that Di Jun surrender with his hands clasped."

"Such a powerful secret technique?" Phoenix was stunned. There was a difference of four major realms between a Saint and a Supreme Being. Even Emperor Ye wouldn't dare to defy the laws of immortality like this. Lin Xian smiled calmly and took out the Yin-Yang Secret Technique. The Undying Empress had mediocre talent, yet she had reached the Ninth Heaven, all thanks to this technique.

There is a Luo River in front of the Feng family's gate, similar to the Luo River on Earth. It has been flowing for millions of years and existed since the reign of Emperor Xi.

Emperor Jun swore an oath by pointing to this water, establishing an alliance between the two races, holding a grand wedding, and sending out numerous invitations, which immediately caused a sensation throughout the myriad realms.

Some people lamented that the old Golden Crow, despite his advanced age, was still young at heart, daring to vie for the goddess with a young woman, calling him a truly immoral old man.

Some were jealous that Phoenix had managed to latch onto a powerful figure—a supreme being, not an old supreme being from a forbidden zone, but a vibrant young supreme being living a second life.

But many more people discovered the true meaning of this marriage alliance: it was not a friendly alliance between the Golden Crow Clan and the Wind Clan at all, but clearly an alliance between the Golden Crow Emperor and the Chaos Emperor.

Jinwu Dijun, who once joined forces with the Heavenly Court's Supreme Being Gai Jiuyou to kill the Lord of Reincarnation, possessed astonishing combat power and was regarded as an Emperor Star, one of the most popular contenders.

Lin Xian is even more extraordinary. He can challenge the Flawless Heavenly Venerable at the eighth level of the Chaos Body, which is even more terrifying than the Great Accomplishment Holy Body. Moreover, he can ignore the Heavenly Heart Imprint of his predecessors and prove the Dao on his own.

If there are still doubts about the Golden Crow Supreme, then the Chaos Body Lin Xian is undoubtedly the Great Emperor.

With such a marriage alliance between the two clans, who in the world would dare to disrespect it? Those who received invitations came over happily, while those who didn't would shamelessly come over to try and get a seat and present a congratulatory gift.

To reiterate, if you give too few gifts, the two great imperial families will be magnanimous and won't hold a grudge. But if you don't give any gifts at all, then it will be something to remember.

The eight hundred Feng family divine islands are scattered like stars, densely covering the void. Immortal mist surges and swirls, enveloping the mountains of immortal flowers, waterfalls and springs. Five-colored clouds swirl among them, and thousands of palaces stand majestically on them, with carved beams and phoenixes, painted pillars and coiled dragons, resembling a divine kingdom beyond the world. Spiritual birds gather, cranes flap their wings and colorful phoenixes spread their wings, flying freely among the islands with a magnificent momentum.

Deep within, endless mountains pierce the sky, their majestic presence seemingly swallowing heaven and earth. The most ancient divine city has long since risen, a celestial palace and dojo forged by the ancient Emperor Fuxi. Now reopened, it is one of the signs of the rise of the Wind Clan.

"An envoy from the extraterrestrial divine race has been dispatched to congratulate Your Majesty on your marriage!"

"Eternal Ancient Star Emperor Prince Dao Yi pays his respects!"

"The Mighty Bull Demon Clan presents a congratulatory gift!"

"The Quasi-Emperor Mingde of Gouchen Star has arrived!"

One powerful figure after another appeared, the Great Sages of the Heavens made their appearance, and Quasi-Emperors from all walks of life offered their congratulations, as if a great emperor had established a Heavenly Court and all the gods had gathered.
The gathering of all the heavens and myriad realms was an unparalleled grand event. Giants from all sides appeared, and even the Great Sages were only fit to stand at the entrance. Ordinary royal families couldn't even squeeze through the threshold.

The Golden Crow Clan dared not be negligent in the face of their ancestor's wedding, and invited one Great Sage after another from their branch lineages to entertain the guests. However, facing so many powerful figures, they still felt immense pressure.

The current Golden Crow Clan Chief was sweating profusely. He invited a newly arrived quasi-emperor inside, fearing that he might ruin the ancestor's wedding and be punished when he returned.

"Damn it, we've seen more Quasi-Emperors today than we have Great Saints in our clan," the Golden Crow Clan Chief complained.

“We’ve planned this all out. Look at the Feng family.” A Golden Crow Great Sage sneered and pointed at several Feng family Saint Kings. One of them, an old man, looked dejected and had already revealed his true strength.

The Great Sage's hospitality towards the Quasi-Emperor was barely acceptable, but the Holy King's was rather inadequate.

"After all, they are a fallen imperial clan. How can they compare to my clan?" The Golden Crow Clan Chief said with a calm smile, "If it weren't for good luck in finding a Chaos Body Ancestor..."

"Are you courting death by talking nonsense about the Supreme Being?" The Golden Crow Great Sage's expression changed drastically, and he quickly covered the mouth of the Golden Crow Clan Chief, fearing that he would be implicated.

"Of course I won't court death. The Supreme One is in the Heavenly Court." The Golden Crow Clan Chief was clearly familiar with the process and said calmly, "They are just some Great Saints and Quasi-Emperors. I can wait for the guests. It's not time for the Supreme One to appear yet."

“A truly distinguished guest.” The Golden Crow Great Sage’s pupils contracted, and he suddenly looked to the west. He saw the chanting of Buddhist hymns and the all-encompassing light of Buddha sweeping in, almost illuminating the entire heavens and earth.

A novice monk shouted, "The World-Honored One Shakyamuni of Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert has personally arrived to congratulate the future Buddha clan."

"Boom!"

The Great Dao trembled, and a supreme aura rippled outwards. The cry of the golden crow echoed high above the heavens, and a sun chariot roared, its brilliance dazzling, as if forged from celestial gold. Nine golden crows at the peak of the Great Sage level pulled the chariot, and an old quasi-emperor served as its attendant, as it slowly drove towards them.

Beneath the imperial carriage and canopy sat a young man with ethereal skin and unparalleled elegance, adorned with layers of divine halos, dazzling and colorful, like a reincarnation of the Sun Immortal King, exuding an aura of unparalleled power.

“My friend Shakyamuni has come to offer his congratulations; I have failed to greet him properly.”

The Golden Crow Emperor rose and walked over to personally greet the World Honored One, thus beginning the grand wedding ceremony, which reached its climax with the appearance of supreme beings.

Thousands of cultivators bowed in worship, shouting that the Supreme One was immortal and that longevity would be found amidst countless eons. Immediately afterwards, they saw immortal flowers scattered everywhere, golden lotuses springing from the ground, and purple qi traveling three thousand miles eastward, a scene of boundless auspiciousness.

Within the Wind Clan's Divine Island, a beam of celestial light soared into the sky, surrounded by chaotic energy, ancient and profound, as if a celestial being had descended to earth.

The cultivator from the myriad realms, who had just stood up, had no choice but to kowtow again.

This is the supreme ruler of the Wind Clan, the Chaos Body Lin Xian!

Lin Xian cupped his hands in greeting to Shakyamuni, then looked towards the sky and said with a smile, "I never expected that you seniors would come in person. I am sorry for not welcoming you properly."

Are there any experts? !
Everyone present looked up at the sky, where a white-robed, otherworldly fairy appeared, cleared her throat, and announced: "The Supreme Being of the Nine Netherworlds of the Central Plains has descended!"

Before the words were finished, nine more dragons pulled the chariot and drove in, making the road bloom like flowers. They were also driven by the Quasi-Emperor Dragon. The Great Sage Qianlun shouted: "The Myriad Dragon Emperor of the Northern Region Royal Family has arrived!"

The scene was in an uproar. This was a genuine ancient emperor, a legendary enlightened being, and a myth recorded in ancient history had descended upon the world!
The cultivators who had originally been paying homage to the Supreme Being Gai Jiuyou simply prostrated themselves again and did not get up. They wanted to see just how many Supreme Beings would come today.

"The Yellow Emperor, the head of the Ji family, has arrived!"

"The head of the Jiang family, Emperor Yan, has arrived!"

"The Holy City's Carefree Celestial Venerable has descended!"

……

One voice after another resounded throughout the nine heavens, and indeed, supreme beings descended one after another.

The Golden Crow Clan Great Saints responsible for welcoming guests were completely dumbfounded and couldn't help but smile bitterly. In front of the Supreme Being, Great Saints and Saint Kings seemed to be no different. They couldn't very well have a Quasi-Emperor come out to greet the guests.

With so many dignitaries gathered, even the most powerful person would feel uneasy. Looking at such a magnificent lineup, they were amazed and felt that today's wedding was truly extraordinary.

Seeing that the atmosphere was just right, someone seized the opportunity to flatter, shouting, "This junior congratulates the Golden Crow Emperor on his wedding!"

Some cultivators frowned slightly. Although Di Jun was about to attain enlightenment, he had not yet achieved it. If it were just a casual remark, it would be fine. But there were more than just one or two supreme beings present. There were genuine ancient emperors and heavenly beings.

"Great Emperor? Who bestowed that title? Can the myriad realms of the heavens truly accept it?"

Sure enough, a moment later, a sudden voice rang out, silencing the crowd.

Who is so audacious as to provoke the Supreme Being?

The cultivators of all realms were shaken and looked over. Many of them wanted to take the opportunity to rebuke him in order to win Emperor Jun's favor.

Upon seeing the person who spoke, the scene fell silent again. He had black hair flowing freely, eyes like lightning, and a surge of blood energy, like a god descending to earth, or an emperor reincarnated.

The only one who would dare to cause trouble in a supreme venue is another supreme being!
"Who is he?" Some ignorant cultivators asked curiously, after all, Ye Fan had been in seclusion for a long time, and people of the new era did not recognize him.

"Ancient Sacred Body, Lord of the Heavenly Court, reincarnation of the Emperor, one of the Tianxuan Ancestors, the forbidden zone disciple of the Ancient Forbidden Zone..." A kind-hearted cultivator introduced Ye Fan's identity one by one, like a thunderclap.

Lin Xian said quietly, "My Feng family is too small to accommodate so many people."

"Just say the Heavenly Emperor has arrived," Ye Fan said coldly.

(End of this chapter)