Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

The Sword Emperor had no intention of explaining, and their speculations were useless; the nine of them silently returned to their respective palaces.

Ye Wuxi sat cross-legged under the Spirit Gathering Array, only then having time to study the changes within his body and his cultivation technique.

"Integrating other cultivation techniques is unheard of." Ye Wuxi pondered. The new chapter of the Chaos Five Elements Technique can integrate up to two other powerful attribute cultivation techniques to increase the power of Yuan energy, but the two techniques must be of the same rank.

"There's a black and white vortex on the Five Elements Pill. Could it be related to this?" Ye Wuxi looked into his dantian and felt something was strange. He had never heard of anyone's divine pill being like this.

The more she learned, the more she guessed about everything within her body. She wasn't born with the Five Elements Body at all. She didn't know who left behind the inheritance, sealing her physique and cultivation techniques within a mysterious ancient tree, which created everything she was now.

"There's no point in overthinking. It's good to be able to integrate cultivation techniques, but we can't be careless when choosing the attribute grade of these techniques."

Ye Wuxi pondered, "This technique can be replaced after fusion, but it's quite troublesome. If I want to fuse it, I must choose one with a high grade and powerful attributes."

After thinking for a moment, Ye Wuxi took out the last drop of Bodhi essence blood and fed it to the little tree.

Buzz!

After absorbing the Bodhi essence, the sapling suddenly swayed wildly, then emitted a green light that enveloped the entire tree before falling silent.

Ye Wuxi quickly tried to communicate with the little tree and summon it out, but the little tree did not respond at all, as if it had completely fallen silent.

She tried to circulate her cultivation technique to absorb spiritual energy, and the little tree cooperated, but remained completely still.

"Hmm? I hope you can bring some surprises..." Ye Lao Er had already told her about the possible changes in Xiao Shu, so Ye Wuxi wasn't worried. There shouldn't be any time recently when she needed to use Xiao Shu.

After doing all this, Ye Wuxi focused his attention on swordsmanship.

The Undying Myriad Killing Sword is a royal-level sword technique that can be barely executed with the power of profound meaning. It requires the profound meaning of slaughter to draw upon, and incorporates multiple profound meanings to evolve into a myriad of killing swords.

"A thousand kills overturn heaven and earth, ten thousand swords' power remains undiminished, the unified sword soars to the heavens..."

"That eighth senior brother is indeed not suitable."

This sword technique has three levels. It is already difficult to execute even with its profound meaning, and it also requires the support of powerful and abundant Yuan energy. After pondering it over, Ye Wuxi went to the square to practice his sword.

In the days that followed, Ye Wuxi practiced swordsmanship during the day and honed his understanding of the power of heaven and earth on the second floor of the palace at night.

On the main peaks of each palace, the palace masters, whose true faces were rarely seen, all made their appearances. After a series of competitions, their respective candidates were determined.

After all, there are many people in each hall, so it is not as arbitrary as in the wine house. In the end, although the person chosen is still a direct disciple, the Holy Master issued a message throughout the sect that, in order to be fair, all disciples who meet the requirements, regardless of their level, should have a symbolic competition to convince everyone.

Even if they are not chosen as the final saintess or saint, each lineage does need a leader who can win the respect of the people.

"Letting the wine houses participate, and setting such an age limit, I wonder what the Holy Lord's intention is..." In the main hall, the Palace Master of Qian Shu frowned slightly, and next to him was Fang Pei'an, the newly selected leader of Qian Shu.

"The Wine House has already announced that its ninth disciple, Ye Wuxi, will participate in the martial arts competition. She has good talent, but she has just become a king and should not be a threat. Sending her here, the Wine House may not even have any intention of competing..." Fang Pei'an said dismissively.

“Pei An, we must not be careless. Ye Wuxi defeated a group of divine bodies and broke through from the eighth level of the Heavenly Martial Realm to the Martial King Realm in just one year. Who in the four states can do that? I’m afraid the Holy Lord intends to make her the Holy Maiden.”

The Lord of Qian Shu pondered. The Holy Lord was of the same lineage as him, which was why Qian Shu was the main hall. Logically speaking, unless the disciples of the main hall were too incompetent, the final leader should still be chosen from the main hall.

The Holy Lord's decision caught him completely off guard.

"Master, we are the main hall, we shouldn't..."

"Don't talk nonsense. Perform well tomorrow. If you can unleash even a fraction of the power of the Heaven-Suppressing Stele, you still have a chance," the Palace Master of Qian Shu interrupted him.

"Yes."

The final martial arts competition is approaching, and the top-ranked halls are giving instructions to their newly elected leaders, while the atmosphere in the lower-ranked halls is more relaxed.

The following day, the Holy Peak, where the Holy Lord resided alone, was opened to the public, and the various Palace Masters, along with their personal disciples, descended upon the plaza.

Ye Wuxi woke up from his cultivation and, together with Duan Mo, Nan Nian, and Gu Fei, went to the Holy Peak with the Wine Sword Emperor. The other people in the Wine House had no interest in watching the battle.

In the square, the battle platform and the viewing platform were already prepared. When Jiu Yuan arrived, the other nine hall masters and their successors had already arrived.

"Senior Sword Emperor, it's been a long time." The various palace masters all bowed to Sword Emperor.

"It has been quite a while. I've recently taken in my ninth disciple. You all haven't met him yet, have you? Perfect timing, those who should give him a greeting gift should do so." The Sword Emperor smiled and gestured for Ye Wuxi to step forward.

The nine palace masters were speechless. They knew that meeting this person would not bring anything good; he was trying to extort them right from the start.

But their strength was comparable to that of the Holy Lord, and they were no match for them, nor did they have the means to resist.

Ye Wuxi was a little confused. She turned her head to look at Nan Nian and quietly asked, "Does our tavern have this tradition?"

Nan Nian smiled slightly, "Master is penniless, but he can threaten others to give him money."

Ye Wuxi nodded, quickly stepped forward, and respectfully smiled, "Greetings, seniors."

"Hurry up, we don't need anything precious, top-grade spirit stones or profound crystals. Just give each of you ten thousand or a thousand yuan, that's enough. Brother Qian Shu, let's start with you," the Sword Emperor said with a smile.

"Young friend Ye, not bad. Please accept these." The Palace Master of Qian Shu smiled and handed over five thousand top-grade spirit stones and five thousand profound crystals.

"Young friend Ye is exceptionally talented; Senior Sword Emperor truly has an eye for talent..."

"Young friend Ye, this is a small token of my respect. Please accept it."

"..."

The remaining eight hall masters stepped forward one by one, praising the gifts extensively and presenting each other with top-grade spirit stones and profound crystals, in roughly the same amounts.

All of this made the other disciples of the Nine Palaces extremely envious; they hadn't received this kind of treatment when they became disciples.

"Thank you so much, senior..." Ye Wuxi's eyes lit up with a smile, she never expected such a good thing to happen.

Soon, the Holy Lord Yan Jingyu, dressed in a long blue dress, arrived through the air, with the two hall masters of the Zongwu Hall and the Law Enforcement Hall following closely behind her.

Ye Wuxi looked at her curiously. This was the first time she had seen the Holy Lord. She hadn't expected her to be such a young and beautiful woman. However, as the Holy Lord was a supreme being, her true age was unknown.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." After Emperor Yan took his seat, everyone bowed in unison.

Yan Jingyu smiled and nodded, glancing around and said, "The leaders selected by each hall are all very good, but being good is not enough. They need to outperform the other nine to be qualified as the final leader of the Qingmu Holy Sect."

"Does the Holy Lord mean that one person can fight nine people at the same time?" The Xuanji Palace Master, dressed in a white dress, asked hesitantly.

“Indeed, among the four states, only our sect lacks a divine body. If we didn’t do this, how could we convince people?” Yan Jingyu said with a faint smile.