Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 20 The Holy Body is already on the invincible path, I will never be a slave to three masters!
"Eight years ago, I went into seclusion to study the Heavenly Demon Innate Diagram, and only emerged from seclusion half a month ago."

Xia Xiong's image was an explanation to Di Yi, and the murderous aura he had shown when facing Murong Yue was gone; instead, his words carried a hint of guilt.

“I never imagined that I would miss so many things in just eight years. I wasn’t there when your mother got married, I wasn’t there when you were born, and I wasn’t even there when your mother went to the Holy City of the Eastern Region to seek revenge.”

"I'm sorry for her."

Upon seeing his sorrowful expression, the Emperor comforted him, saying, "The deceased is gone, there's no point in saying these things. I hope Senior Xia will take care of himself."

“You still refuse to call me uncle,” Xia Xiongtu sighed. “That’s right. You must still resent me. If I hadn’t gone into seclusion, your parents wouldn’t have died one after another. The root cause of those bastards from the Xu Sheng Clan targeting your father was me. It’s understandable that you resent me.”

"After I came out of seclusion, I went to the Eastern Sacred Land and killed thirty-seven direct descendants of the Xu Sacred Clan who were at the Fish-Dragon Realm. These thirty-seven heads will be my gift to you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Murong Yue, who had been waiting nearby, pushed a cart out of the alley. Inside the cart was a pile of human heads, each one with a terrified expression, eyes wide open in death, having endured unimaginable torture before their demise.

Even though Emperor Yi was already mentally prepared for the ways of the black market, seeing this car full of heads still made his scalp tingle and his face turn pale.

The four great holy bodies of the Eastern Region are all renowned for their battles, and none of them have their hands stained with blood.

“It’s a very… unique gift. Uncle, you’ve put a lot of thought into it.” Di Yi took a deep breath and said.

Upon hearing the two words he wanted, Xia Xiongtu finally smiled.

"Di Yi, come back to Tianzhu Peak with me. As long as you are willing to become a member of the Xia family, I will persuade the saints of the Xia family to support you in becoming the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall."

"Once you become the young master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall, we will join forces to completely destroy the Xu Sheng Clan."

Emperor Di's expression changed slightly, and the unease in his heart gradually dissipated. He looked up at the burly man in front of him and frowned, saying, "Become a member of the Xia family? What do you mean by that, Uncle?"

"The current generation's Holy Body of the Xia family died in Yunyang City more than two months ago. He was killed by a disciple of the Holy Academy of the Eastern Region, which brought shame to the Xia family and the Black Market. The Xia family's saints plan to select a new leader from the younger generation to represent the Xia family in the competition for the position of the young master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall."

“Although you are not surnamed Xia, you have the blood of the Xia family flowing in your veins, so you can still be a candidate. You just need to register in the Xia family ancestral hall,” Xia Xiongtu explained.

Di Yi fell silent for a long time before finally asking, "Is this perhaps the real purpose of Uncle's visit?"

Xia Xiongtu's smile faded, and he said calmly, "You're reluctant to leave the Di family? What is there for you to miss about the Di family? It's a third-rate family that can't even protect its own members. The Di family couldn't protect your parents before, and they certainly won't be able to protect you in the future."

These words made Di Yi slightly dissatisfied. He felt that his achievements over the past few years were inseparable from the efforts of the Di family head and the elders.

"Although the Xia family is powerful, their own sacred body still died at the hands of the Martial Arts Academy?"

Xia Xiong Ba frowned slightly, his eyes shining like a dragon's, and said in a deep voice, "So, you don't want to join the Xia family?"

Murong Yue, standing to the side, looked at Di Yi with a strange expression. She hadn't expected the young boy in front of her to have the courage to say such things in front of Xia Xiongtu.

“My body has been surnamed Di since birth. If I were to abandon my surname and become a member of the Xia family because of my uncle’s words, wouldn’t that make me a laughing stock? I appreciate my uncle’s kindness, and whether it’s the Xia family or the Di family, they are all my relatives. But there’s no need to change my name,” Di Yi replied.

"You'd better think this through. The Xia family will absolutely not support someone from another family, even if you are a Holy Body." Xia Xiongtu said very seriously.

Di Yi didn't know if, in the original timeline, he had agreed to Xia Xiongtu's demands, switched allegiance to the Xia family, gained the entire Xia family's support, suppressed Huang Shenyi and others, and ultimately became the young master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall. But for him now, this was simply too difficult to accept.

If today, because the Xia family is powerful, he changes his name from Emperor to Xia, but if the Zhang family becomes powerful in the future, will he then change his name from Xia to Zhang? Wouldn't that make him a slave to three different families?

The path is under your own feet, not in the hands of others. Taking advantage of others' opportunities is sometimes a good strategy, but if you rely on it too much, you will be putting the cart before the horse. Without an invincible belief, your mindset will become flawed.

Leaving aside future cultivation, there is no possibility of reaching the supreme realm again.

"The Holy Body is already an invincible path, so why should I need to rely on the Xia family's power?"

“Even without the Xia family’s support, I can still become the young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall.”

Once Di Yi had made up his mind, his words were no longer as polite as before.

"I need to go back to my residence to digest what I've gained today. I'll visit my uncle another day. Goodbye."

After saying that, he left directly, leaving behind two figures, one in green and one in yellow, Murong Yue and Xia Xiongtu.

Murong Yue watched with great interest in the direction Di Yi had gone. Both being Holy Bodies, this guy was much more ambitious than that good-for-nothing Xia Yunyi at such a young age.

However, since Di Yi is unwilling to join the Xia family, who among the younger generation of the Xia family should be nominated?

She looked at Xia Xiongtu and asked cautiously, "Sir, does the Xia family have a second candidate?"

Xia Xiongtu withdrew his gaze from Di Yi's retreating figure and chuckled, "You should ask the sages of the Xia family about this question, not me."

Murong Yue was taken aback and asked in confusion, "But didn't you say that the Saint of the Dry Sea asked you to take charge of this matter?"

“If Di Yi is willing to join the Xia family, I will naturally take full responsibility for this matter. However, it is rare for my good nephew to have such ambition. He wants to compete for the position of young master of the Black Market First-Class Hall in the name of Di Yi. How can I, as his uncle, not support him?” Xia Xiongtu spoke as if it were the most natural thing in the world, actually intending to go against the wishes of the Xia family’s sage.

Murong Yue was greatly shocked. These two, uncle and nephew, were indeed extraordinary people.

As he walked back to his residence, Di Yi quickly put the matter of Xia Xiongtu out of his mind.

For him, the position of the young master of Yipintang was something he had to fight for, but he also understood that this position was not only about the support of the forces behind him, but also about his own strength. Otherwise, why would the Evil Emperor have set a rule that anyone who could pass the ninth level of the Nine Absolutes Tower could become the young master of Yipintang?

As I stepped through the courtyard gate, a familiar figure was already waiting there.

"Senior Nascent Soul cultivator, when did you arrive?"

The Nascent Soul Half-Saint replied with a smile, "The day you reached the supreme realm of the Yellow Extreme Realm, the Hall Master promised a reward. Today I have come to take you to collect the reward bestowed by the Hall Master."

"A reward from the Hall Master?" Emperor Di was immediately delighted, his heart filled with anticipation. As the Hall Master of the Black Market's First-Class Hall, the reward he bestowed would surely be extraordinary.

(End of this chapter)