Eternal God Emperor: Only I Am Emperor One

Chapter 41 Yi Qianlong

The torrential rain gradually subsided, and the mountains were washed clean.

After the rain, all traces left by people and animals were washed away.

The White Horse Gang had lived in these mountains for decades and were extremely familiar with the terrain. With Lei Kaishan leading the way, the group ventured into the dense forest.

The dense forest here is mostly birch, and the path leading up the mountain stretches for nearly twenty miles, from the Queen's Temple all the way to the foot of the mountain.

Near the foot of the mountain, by the birch forest, six or seven figures sat together, with a large second-tier beast roasting over a fire in the center.

Although it was summer, the night was deep after the rain, and it didn't feel hot at all; on the contrary, it was rather cool. In addition, since all of them were martial arts masters, the ordinary heat and cold had no effect on them.

"Elder Xiao, it's almost dawn."

The Crimson Cloud Sect has a history of over two hundred years and has a profound foundation. It has many elders. Apart from the sect leader Shan Baihu, who successfully broke through to the Heavenly Realm half a month ago, Xiao Yunbao is the strongest. He has the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Earthly Realm and has also studied at the Martial Market Academy. He is a strong person among those of the same realm.

In addition, Xiao Yunbao's younger sister is also the concubine of the current Prince Yunwu, and has given birth to a son for the Prince Yunwu, who is the eighth child in the family.

Because of his connection with the Yunwu royal family, his status within the Chiyun Sect has always been only half a head lower than that of the sect leader.

"This Green Fire Ox is almost roasted. Let's distribute it to the disciples. After they've eaten and drunk their fill, we'll go up the mountain to clean up the mess."

Xiao Yunbao was in his forties, with a leopard-like head and round eyes. He wasn't exactly handsome. A long, black spear stood beside him as he looked up at the mountains shrouded in a thin mist.

"Hehe, after today, the White Horse Gang will become history."

"Elder Xiao, is Song Zhong trustworthy? Lei Kaishan is a martial artist at the Lesser Extreme Level of the Earth Realm. Can he, a mere Great Perfection Realm cultivator, handle him?"

"It should be fine. That's a cunning wolf. Even Song Jingang fell for its tricks. Otherwise, we wouldn't have been able to break through the White Horse Gang's gate so easily."

"Hey, no wonder Song Jingang raised such an adopted son. Now that the sect leader has broken through to the Heavenly Realm and become a martial arts legend, my Chiyun Sect will have no rivals in the Guanchao City area from now on."

Upon hearing the words "Heavenly Realm," Xiao Yunbao's pupils constricted slightly, but his expression remained unchanged, effectively concealing his inner thoughts.

His sister, Consort Xiao, spent over a decade accumulating experience in the Yunwu Palace before securing an opportunity for the Chiyun Sect to break through to the Heavenly Realm.

Logically, this opportunity should have been his, but he was just an elder, while Shan Baihu had the status of sect leader. Under the greater good, he had no choice but to give it up.

"It's alright. Even if Song Zhong makes a mistake, we can still wipe them out. If it weren't for Princess Qingxuan's insistence on using these guys from the White Horse Gang to lure big fish in the black market, they wouldn't have survived to this day."

Peng Tianying asked in surprise, "So, there are already fish on the hook?"

Xiao Yunbao sneered, "It was the head manager of the Poison Spider Merchant Guild in Guanchao City. He was hit by Princess Qingxuan's [Mountain-Crushing Palm] and barely managed to escape, but he still died on the way. His body has been found."

"Even Princess Qingxuan came secretly. The Poison Spider Merchant Guild has suffered a great loss this time." Peng Tianying exclaimed. Princess Qingxuan is the elder sister of Prince Yunwu. She is very powerful and her cultivation had reached the Heavenly Realm many years ago.

He cultivated one of the three supreme techniques of the Yunwu royal family, the [War God Strategy], was skilled in palm techniques, and had made numerous military achievements.

In the entire army of Yunwu County, only General Wan Chengzhong could outrank her.

Over the years, the White Horse Gang and the Crimson Cloud Sect have fought fiercely near Guanchao City, but the city has remained peaceful and prosperous. The root cause lies with Princess Qingxuan and her 80,000 border troops.

Of course, neither the White Horse Gang nor the Crimson Cloud Sect were the objects of Princess Qingxuan's greatest concern.

In her eyes, the only real enemy was the greedy behemoth that entrenched itself in the north of Yunwu County—Sifang County.

The nine prefectures of Lingxi consisted of eight lower-ranking prefectures and one middle-ranking prefecture.

Sifang County was the only medium-sized county, and its national strength was several times stronger than that of Yunwu County.

...The mountains were high and the forests were dense. The forty or so people disappeared into the forest and quickly vanished.

Having survived the previous battles, these White Horse Gang members possessed at least the minor Yellow Realm martial arts cultivation, making it relatively easy for them to traverse the mountains and forests.

On his way here, Di Yi did not encounter any experts from the Crimson Cloud Sect, but he did manage to spot the border troops of the Cloud Martial Kingdom encamped in the distance.

Relying solely on these few dozen members to fight against the Chiyun Sect and the Yunwu County army is tantamount to throwing an egg against a rock.

Zi Qian silently followed beside Di Yi, occasionally glancing at this esteemed figure from the Black Market's First-Class Hall.

After observing for a while, she found that this adult seemed a bit too young. Although his figure was not particularly imposing, he gave the impression of not being fully developed.

But with such high martial arts skills, he should be at least sixteen or seventeen years old. Perhaps he has cultivated some kind of special technique.

"My lord... I still don't know how to address you, my lord?"

Upon hearing this, Di Yi pondered for a moment and replied, "My name is Yi Qianlong."

Yi Qianlong, Zi Qian thought to herself, with his age and martial arts cultivation, he would surely achieve great things in the future, he really is a hidden dragon.

“My lord, there’s a small path further ahead that can bypass the encirclement below the mountain. Only the nine of us brothers know about this path. We haven’t told Song Zhong, so those guys from the Crimson Cloud Sect definitely don’t know about it either,” Lei Kaishan said.

The Emperor nodded, but then sensed something and looked toward the side of the birch forest.

Almost simultaneously, Ziqian's expression changed, and she said, "Oh no, someone is catching up."

Di Yi glanced at her with some surprise. Such strong perception ability was not something a martial artist at the Yellow Realm should possess.

Ziqian guessed what he was thinking and took the initiative to explain: "One of my ancestors was a saint who had a trace of saintly blood in his body. Although it did not bring him great power, it made my nose saintly and made me very sensitive to auras."

The descendants of saints carry the blood of saints, and there is a very small chance that they will be born with a holy body. The further apart they are, the thinner the holy blood in their bodies becomes.

There were dozens of generations between Ziqian and that saintly ancestor, and her holy blood had long been diluted to an unrecognizable state. The fact that her nose could be sanctified was already considered a bloodline reversion.

"My lord, you go first, I'll cover the rear." Lei Kaishan, carrying the giant axe, volunteered.

Di Yi carefully sensed the situation and shook his head, saying, "Among the newcomers is a martial artist at the Great Perfection of the Earth Realm. You are no match for him."

The Crimson Cloud Sect gathered over three hundred elite disciples to pursue them, with elders Xiao Yunbao and Peng Tianying, both at the Earthly Realm, providing support. However, the three hundred-plus people scattered into the dense forest were like a mud ox sinking into the sea, unable to cause any significant disturbance.

"Work in groups of five, spread out and search. If you spot any members of the White Horse Gang, send a signal and Elder Xiao and I will come to their aid immediately."

Peng Tianying was very satisfied with his arrangement, a method he had learned from the army of Yunwu County.

His strength was not considered strong among the elders of the Crimson Cloud Sect, only at the late stage of the Earthly Realm, yet he was deeply trusted by the sect leader, Shan Baihu, precisely because of his quick wit and adaptability.

As dawn broke, a series of messy footprints were left on the decaying leaves in the forest. The five disciples of the Crimson Cloud Sect dispersed and cautiously explored their surroundings.

Suddenly, a purple light shot out from the decaying leaves, stirring up a flurry of leaves.

The Fish Intestine Sword silently sliced ​​through the throat of one of the Crimson Cloud Sect disciples, severing his vocal cords and trachea, and blood gushed out from his throat.

His other four companions also fell to the ground, their foreheads pierced by the sword energy.

Emperor Yi looked at Zi Qian, whose body was covered with rotten leaves. As expected of an assassin from the Underworld Sect, she killed a Chi Yun Sect disciple whose strength was no less than hers with a single blow.

At sixteen or seventeen years old, he was at the Great Perfection of the Yellow Realm. In the Universal Heaven, he was nothing special, but in the Yunwu Kingdom, he could be called a genius.

(End of this chapter)