Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 17 Taking on a Disciple in Place of His Master: The Choice of a Nascent Soul Half-Saint
"Heart Realm?"

There was no information related to this in Di Yi's memory.

The Kunlun Realm has a long history and has given birth to many powerful gods. In the late Middle Ages, 100,000 years ago alone, there were many gods standing tall, looking down on the world.

The Illusion God was probably a powerful spiritual deity from the Middle Ages who created the Laws of the Mind Realm and left behind a legacy, which was later obtained by the Illusion Queen.

"It's a pity I'm a man. Although I've mastered the Nine Revolutions Refining Spirit Technique to the ninth revolution and opened up the Purple Mansion Sea of ​​Consciousness, I can't become a disciple of the seniors and am therefore destined to be without this Heart Realm inheritance."

Di Yi sighed softly. He had met the standard, but because the Illusionary Saint did not accept male disciples, he was unable to inherit the mantle. It would be a lie to say he was not regretful.

"Who said you have no affinity with the Heart Realm?" Illusion Saint snorted, then changed the subject. "Although I do not accept male disciples, my master, Empress Illusion, does not have this rule. The Nine Revolutions Purple Mansion is hard to find, and I cannot let the Heart Realm's inheritance end up in my hands. For the sake of the lineage's inheritance, I can expedite the matter and accept disciples on behalf of my master."

"Accepting disciples on behalf of the master?" Di Yi was shocked to hear this, never expecting that Huan Sheng would have such an idea.

Eight hundred years ago, the nine emperors and three empresses were powerful and influential, but now the Kunlun Realm belongs to Empress Chi Yao.

Of the nine emperors and three empresses of that time, some, like the Demon Emperor and the Buddha Emperor, perished under the sword of Empress Chi Yao; others, like the Bright Emperor and the Green Emperor, left the Kunlun Realm; the rest either died of old age or went into seclusion and never showed their faces again.

The Illusion Queen was one of the three queens from eight hundred years ago, and the last time she appeared in the Kunlun Realm was nearly five hundred years ago.

During that appearance, the Illusion Queen accepted her ninth and final disciple, who was none other than the Illusion Saint standing before her.

If the Illusionary Saint is going to take on disciples on behalf of his master, then the Illusionary Queen must have already passed away.

The Nine Emperors and Three Empresses were famous eight hundred years ago, but their ages were far more than eight hundred years old. Even the youngest Sword Emperor was already over a thousand years old eight hundred years ago.

Empress Huan was neither the oldest nor the youngest among them. Eight hundred years had passed, and it was only natural that she would pass away at the end of her life.

"What, you're not willing?" Huan Sheng looked down at Di Yi.

"No, of course I'd like to, but if I do that, then Senior Illusion Saint will become my senior sister?"

Di Yi looked up at Huan Sheng, whose hair was as white as a waterfall but whose appearance was like that of a young girl. Although she looked young, it could not hide the fact that she was a powerful saint who had cultivated for five hundred years.

My five-hundred-year-old saintly senior sister? Di Yi felt it was a bit like a dream just thinking about it.

"So what? When I first entered the sect, the youngest of my senior brothers and sisters who were still alive was over five hundred years old. Cultivators are not ordinary people whose lifespan is only a hundred years. Which Great Sage did not live for hundreds or thousands of years? It is not surprising that there is a five-hundred-year age difference between the senior brothers and sisters." The Illusionary Saint seemed to care nothing.

Emperor could only nod. Since Illusion Saint had said so, what reason did he have to refuse? To refuse again would be to truly disrespect Illusion Saint.

“In that case, Di Yi is willing to become a disciple of Senior Huan Hou.”

"That's more like it. From today onwards, you are my junior brother. When there are no outsiders, you can call me senior sister." Illusionary Saint's face showed genuine joy, full of smiles. She didn't look like a saint who had lived for five hundred years, but rather like a young woman in her twenties.

"Don't we need to prepare any apprenticeship ceremony?" Di Yi was a little surprised. Logically, shouldn't he first be taken to Huan Hou's grave to offer three sticks of incense and kowtow a few times?
“Master dislikes being disturbed, so let’s skip those worldly matters.” Huan Sheng waved his hand, dispelling Di Yi’s doubts. He then turned his gaze to the bookshelves around him and smiled, “The inheritance of the Heart Realm is divided into two parts. I will teach you the cultivation method of the first part first.”

Di Yi looked around at the bookshelves. Rows of silver books were neatly arranged, and there was nothing different about them.

"Senior Sister, which book on this bookshelf is the cultivation method for the first part of the Mind Realm?"

"Which one?" Huan Sheng smiled strangely, coughed, and twirled his finger in the air.

“Not just one, but all three thousand six hundred gilded books you see here are them.”...

The Thousand Fiends Holy Mansion is a semi-saintly residence near the Myriad Laws Tower.

The master of the Holy Palace is a Nascent Soul Half-Saint.

Inside the main hall, the Nascent Soul Half-Saint looked at the two items on the table with a very solemn expression.

A sword and a letter, both from the Nine Nether City.

"The Sealed Holy Sword and the position of Elder of Nine Nether City are quite tempting."

The Nascent Soul Half-Saint sighed softly. The Holy Sword and the Letter both came from the second disciple of the Nine Nether Sword Saint, the Saint of Rain Dragon, Yan Yulong.

The letter stated that Huang Shenyi had been accepted as a disciple by the Nine Nether Sword Saint, and that Nine Nether City would fully support him in his bid for the position of young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall.

Nine Nether City hopes that a Nascent Soul Half-Saint can support Huang Shenyi to become the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall. The reward is the Fenghuang Holy Sword in front of them, as well as the position of elder of Nine Nether City.

"Nine Nether City is unusually generous, sparing no expense to push Huang Shenyi to the position of young master. But Huang Shenyi is just a mortal. Even if he has a high talent in swordsmanship, is he really confident that he can defeat all the powerful enemies and ascend to the position of young master?"

"What gives Nine Nether City its confidence? Could it be that Huang Shenyi has reached the Supreme Realm?"

The Nascent Soul Half-Saint fell into thought. Huang Shenyi's failure to break through to the Supreme Extreme Realm was known to all the warriors in the Broken Army Hall that day. Could it be that after he went to the Nine Nether City, he succeeded in breaking through to the Supreme Extreme Realm again?
Or perhaps, he had already reached the Supreme Realm when he was in the Profound Realm and the Yellow Realm.

Huang Shenyi was sent to the First-Class Hall by Jiuyou City. When he arrived, he already had the cultivation of the Earthly Realm. Whether he had reached the Supreme Realm before the Earthly Realm was unknown to anyone except the big shots in Jiuyou City and the Black Market.

"If it were before, I probably would have been tempted." The Nascent Soul Half-Saint smiled faintly, wrapped the Sealed Radiance Holy Sword and the letter from the Rain Dragon Saint together, and used his holy thought to send them out of the hall, where they fell back into the hands of the messenger.

"Please thank Saint Yulong for her kindness, but I don't want to leave Yipintang for the time being."

The envoy from Nine Nether City outside the hall did not utter a single word from beginning to end. He was only responsible for delivering messages and conveying the will of the saints of Nine Nether City. As for whether it succeeded or not, it was not up to him.

Sensing that the aura outside the hall had completely disappeared, the Nascent Soul Half-Saint shook his head. Although he felt a little regretful, he did not regret it.

Even if Huang Shenyi truly reached the supreme realm, he was still ultimately just a mortal.

Choosing between a mortal genius who has reached the pinnacle of physical prowess and a demonic holy body who has reached the pinnacle of physical prowess is not difficult for him.

Moreover, even if he were to join forces with Jiuyou City, it would only be icing on the cake for Huang Shenyi now. As for Di Yi, the Nascent Soul Half-Saint, while not exactly a lifeline, held considerable weight in his heart, and could be considered half a teacher.

"Shang Jiuyou is quite generous, even bringing out the Fenghuang Sword from the Hundred Pattern Sacred Artifact Ranking." A slightly mocking voice rang out in the hall.

The Nascent Soul Half-Saint's expression changed immediately. He turned around and hurriedly bowed.

"Greetings, Hall Master. When did you arrive?"

“I just arrived myself, so there’s no need to be nervous,” the Black Market First-Class Hall Master, dressed in a black robe, smiled as he tossed the object in his hand into the arms of the Nascent Soul Half-Saint, and instructed, “This is the reward I promised to Emperor Yi. I’ll trouble you to take him there.”

(End of this chapter)