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

"Sister Mu has finally revealed her age." Ye Wuxi stroked her chin.

The core disciples of Lingxiao Palace are limited to those under 500 years old at the sixth tribulation stage and under 900 years old at the ninth tribulation stage. Mu Yao had only recently retired from her status as a disciple of Lingxiao Palace, so compared to them, she could indeed be considered an older sister.

"I didn't want to tell you before because I felt ashamed. When I was young, I was arrogant and thought I was a genius. I never thought that one day I would be removed from the core disciples."

"The truth is that the real gap only begins to emerge when one reaches the level of a half-saint. From a tribulation every ten years to a tribulation every hundred years, one may remain a half-saint for a lifetime. True geniuses also need a certain amount of time to break through to the level of a half-saint, but they will not encounter major bottlenecks."

"As your Holy Master, I hold you to high standards, hoping you can shorten your breakthrough time as much as possible. Firstly, I don't want you to follow the same path I failed to follow, and secondly, you are facing a crucial juncture."

"But your cultivation time is still too short." Mu Yao sighed.

"What do you mean by that, Sister Mu?" Xu Jing asked in silence, sensing that they might be missing something.

“There are indeed some truly important events, but apart from Wuxi and Jiang Li, it’s unlikely that anyone else will be able to participate, and even Wuxi and Jiang Li’s chances are uncertain,” Mu Yao said hesitantly.

Ye Wuxi frowned, suddenly remembering what Jiang Sheng had said to her when he ordered that Lingxiao Palace disciples not to participate in the battle.

"You will know in three days. The reason I have gathered you here today is for the grand competition in the palace in three days. The Realm Lord will awaken and all the Holy Kings will appear. If you perform well, you may be favored by a Holy King or even the Realm Lord and be able to enter their tutelage for cultivation."

"You two don't need to worry about Wuxi, but Xu Jing and I can make some preparations. After all, I am only a half-saint with limited resources. I can't teach you about future realms or help you anymore."

Mu Yao said in a deep voice.

"That Zhaoyang Palace..."

“Yes, once you have taken on new masters, there will be no need for Zhaoyang Palace to exist anymore.” Mu Yao smiled.

"What about you, Sister Mu?" Ye Wuxi asked, frowning. Lingxiao Palace has always had Saint King Elders giving unified lectures, but they are only at the initial Saint level, and it is difficult to see any Lesser Saints.

"I've benefited from Wu Xi's influence. Now, Great Sage Jiang occasionally guides my cultivation, so you don't need to worry. I also hope that you can all be favored by the Great Sage, or even become Realm Lords."

Mu Yao said in a deep voice, "The gap between Saint Kings is huge, and Great Saints, no matter what, are the peak existences below Realm Lords."

"So today's gathering is actually a farewell."

A silence fell over the crowd.

The disciples of the tavern are fine with each other, and they don't need to become disciples, but their interactions with others will probably become more and more distant from now on.

Three days later.

Above the Lingxiao Palace Square, a terrifying Holy Throne soars into the sky. Beneath the Holy Throne are the Holy Thrones of the Six Great Saints directly under the Realm Lord.

These six Great Sages are the true pinnacle of power below the Realm Lord, and also the ones who control the mundane affairs of the Dao Palace. Great Sage Jiang is among them.

Below the six holy thrones, there are further layers of holy thrones arranged in an orderly fashion.

The vast majority of the Holy Kings' resources in the Heavenly Saint Palace are revealed here at once.

At the far ends of the Dao Palace's Holy Throne were the seats of the patriarchs of the various holy clans and supreme forces of the Heavenly Ruins, and not a single one was absent.

Below the Holy Throne, on the connected steps, stood the core disciples of Lingxiao Palace. Ye Wuxi stood at the very front, and below the disciples were all the semi-saint deacons and elders of Dao Palace.

In the solemn and quiet atmosphere, the entire Lingxiao Palace suddenly shone brightly, and a woman in a golden dress silently sat on the Holy King's Throne, her holy countenance reaching the heavens, looking down at everyone.

It was none other than Luo Yanran, the Lord of the Heavenly Ruins Realm, who was also the former king of the Dao Palace. She was granted the title of King, became a Saint, and successfully attained the supreme position. Her title was also changed from King Luo to Heavenly King Luo.

"Greetings, Lord of the Realm." In an instant, everyone bowed respectfully, including the patriarchs of the various holy clans.

"Please be seated, all sages." King Luo's calm voice rang out, soothing the waves of welcoming voices.

The saints sat down and slightly raised their eyes to look. Ye Wuxi also slightly raised his eyes to see the face of the Heavenly Ruins Realm Master. He was cold and dignified, without a trace of the passage of time.

"Taibai has done a good job managing Tianxu." Luo Tianwang first looked at Jiang Dasheng, who was sitting at the head of the table, and spoke calmly.

"It's my duty," Jiang Dasheng said, bowing slightly.

"I have summoned you all here today to announce an important matter. The Ancient Xuantian River has always had a golden age every ten thousand years, and it reaches its peak every ninety thousand years. This generation is no exception. In seven years, the Conferring Saint Ancestor Platform will be opened again after ninety thousand years. Half-saint geniuses under five hundred years old who are at the sixth tribulation level or above can participate."

Luo Yanran looked down at everyone and spoke slowly.

"Only seven years left..." A thought struck the hearts of all the disciples. Ye Wuxi didn't know what the Sealing Saint Ancestral Platform was. She only noticed that there were seven years and the restriction of six tribulations. No wonder Mu Yao said that they would most likely not be able to participate.

Seven years is too short for a half-saint; it would be good enough to survive one tribulation, and she still has three tribulations to go.

"May I ask, Lord Realm Master, what is this Conferring Saint Ancestor Platform?" an elder of a powerful force asked respectfully. Some emerging forces had not yet been established for 90,000 years and had never heard of the Conferring Saint Platform.

"The Thirty-Three Consecration Platforms are both an opportunity and a battleground for geniuses. They can seize ancestral fortune and saintly fortune. In short, it is an opportunity for half-saints above the sixth tribulation to quickly and perfectly ascend to the ninth tribulation, or even become saints on the spot."

"Become a saint on the spot?" Upon hearing this, Ye Wuxi couldn't help but be astonished. In her knowledge, becoming a saint after a thousand years was already the mark of an unparalleled genius.

Even if one has survived nine tribulations, reaching the point of sainthood is still incredibly difficult, requiring at least a hundred years even for a saintly body.

This rare opportunity is enough to drive all the young semi-saints, including the Holy Body Kings, crazy. Becoming a saint is not difficult for a Holy Body, but becoming a saint in a hundred years is a myth. And the Holy Bodies of this generation are still very young, basically all under a hundred years old.

The core disciples of the Dao Palace who met the requirements suddenly showed a hint of fervor in their eyes, as did the patriarchs of those aristocratic families.

Luo Yanran glanced at everyone's expressions and a slight smile appeared on her lips.

"However, there are only nine people who can become saints on the spot. This generation is different from the usual Ten Thousand Year Grand Competition. The Ten Thousand Year Grand Competition is just a battleground for geniuses outside the Three Heavens to obtain an opportunity to enter the Three Heavens for cultivation."

"This time, the three great talents of the right age will also join in to compete for the 90,000-year-old Ancestral Fortune of Sainthood."

Her voice was like a splash of ice water, extinguishing everyone's passion and anticipation.

Not to mention the prodigies who will emerge in three days, there are more than nine kings in the Nine Lands and Eight Realms alone, so most people won't even have a chance.

"The ancestral fortune that grants instant sainthood is indeed difficult, but there are other holy fortunes that can help you achieve sainthood within hundreds or even decades. I hope that some of you can seize them."

"As for most disciples, I have only one requirement: live, and do your best to achieve the perfect Nine Tribulations to gain the opportunity to enter the Three Heavens for cultivation."

Luo Yanran then changed the subject, giving everyone a glimmer of hope.