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

"Has there been any new insights gained from integrating the Four Classics this time?" Bei Mingyue waved his cloud platform, filled two cups with immortal tea, and the two sat facing each other, returning to the main topic.

"The Chaos Five Elements Technique is very different from the insights left by the Invincible Senior in the Southern Heaven. When he was about to die, he must have made a final adjustment to the technique, which is why it remained in the Divine Tree and found me."

After drinking a cup of tea, Ye Wuxi's thoughts became much clearer. "In the end, the fusion of these scriptures is still for the sake of the Holy Image."

The Five Elements are the foundation, and the two scriptures are integrated to forge the Three Saints. However, the Three Saints are not the end point of this practice.

"It's good that you know what's going on. In that case, you must not fall behind in your physical cultivation."

"However... the Four Symbols Technique, the body-refining technique I cultivate, is already approaching its bottleneck."

Ye Wuxi had other concerns. What her teacher said was true. Without a strong physical body to support her, she would not be able to cultivate the Chaos Five Elements Technique to the end. She not only could not give up her physical cultivation, but it would be best to carry it out simultaneously.

"Xiao Ye, your current cultivation method is quite good and has great ideas. You should study other body-refining scriptures more often and try to improve it yourself. Then, you can go to the Beast God Realm. It should be helpful to you."

“I know, teacher. I don’t want to change my cultivation method either. I already had ideas about this technique. When I was refining the White Tiger bloodline, that senior actually gave me some ideas.”

Ye Wuxi said seriously, "But this idea will inevitably offend a powerful clan in the end."

"If you have an idea, just do it without any hesitation, but there's no need to rush right now. Developing a supreme-level cultivation technique takes time and effort; you need to reach the Supreme Realm to truly perfect it," Bei Mingyue reminded her.

"Hmm," Ye Wuxi responded, then suddenly remembered someone and asked, "Teacher, have you heard of Little Fairy? It is said that the Temple of Destiny once made a prophecy about her, and the Temple of Demon Gods also seems to have experienced a sudden massacre."

"Xiao Ye, the High Priestess of Divine Fate back then, and the High Priestess of Prophecy now, may have the ability to see an important day in the future. But no matter who they saw, or who is the smokescreen, we should all focus on our own cultivation."

"The strong contend with the heavens and with themselves. For the Temple of Destiny, controlling the course of fate may be their essential path, but we are not. Being swayed and trapped by so-called last words and prophecies is exactly what they want."

Bei Mingyue sipped her tea, her voice calm.

"I was too fixated on the High Priest's dying words." Ye Wuxi sighed softly. Her mindset had changed long ago, but it wasn't enough. After all, her teacher had a longer-term vision.

"By the way, the Pudu Heavenly Palace has been established, as has the long-hidden Ice Phoenix Clan."

Ye Wuxi's heart stirred, and she thought of several familiar old friends. Bei Mingyue then spoke up: "The Great Western Heaven Realm is in chaos right now. It's not too late to stay in the Southern Heaven for a while longer."

"Of course, I also want to spend more time with my teacher." Ye Wuxi chuckled. His cultivation level had just entered the Lesser Saint realm, and there was nothing to break through in the short term. A month or two would be a short while and wouldn't delay anything.

"You're always saying such nice things." Bei Mingyue picked up her teacup, concealing the smile on her lips.

Emerging from the Moon Palace, Ye Wuxi arrived at the Dao Palace in the Lingxiao Realm. Standing in the familiar main hall, the center that all disciples once looked up to, he remained silent for a long time, lost in thought.

"No regrets." Jiang Taibai stepped into the hall alone, gazing at the blue-robed figure that had already surpassed him, and sighed, "I remember you came here before to ask me about the Evergreen Heavenly Emperor, actually it was me..."

"I know, I knew the answer back then." Ye Wuxi turned around and interrupted him. Jiang Dasheng had always fully supported her in becoming a king and saint. The one who benefited from Aunt Qing's death was not Jiang Dasheng, but her.

She had no right to question the old woman in front of her; after all, she was the one who benefited.

"I heard... that girl has woken up." Jiang Taibai murmured with his eyes lowered, having not yet gone to see Shen Yun Ning.

"If the Great Sage feels uneasy, then from now on, protect Yun Ning and keep her by your side until she becomes a saint." Ye Wuxi said in a deep voice, also wanting to put a complete end to this matter. Yun Ning's physique and cultivation have potential.

"I will."

Ye Wuxi visited the elders of the Tiger Clan again before returning to Changqing. He spent some leisure time there, taking the time to guide Luo Jin and Ye Wuhan in their cultivation.

On this day, melodies filled the air, frost condensed, and a figure in green robes strummed an ice-blue zither amidst the clouds.

"Master, your music today sounds somewhat melancholic." The music stopped just as Luo Jin and Ye Wuhan arrived.

“Ah Jin, you could have made a name for yourselves, but now you’re basically stuck in Nantian.”

Ye Wuxi looked at Luo Jin, who was already a half-saint, and couldn't help but want to give Lu Lin a beating.

She never intended to take on any disciples back then, but Lu Lin insisted on dragging Luo Jin into becoming his disciple, making her a hands-off master for so many years. That was indeed somewhat irresponsible.

“Why would Master think that way? If it weren’t for you, we might still be in some small corner right now. How could we talk about fame? How could we have the opportunity to come into contact with top experts so quickly? You have your path of cultivation, and so do we. Senior Nantian has been guiding us very diligently.”

Luo Jin smiled faintly. She was very grateful to Lu Lin, otherwise she probably would never have seen Ye Wuxi again.

"Yeah, sis, are you saying I'm not good enough and want to send me back to the mainland?" Ye Wuhan muttered.

"Nonsense." Ye Wuxi flicked her nose. Perhaps she was overthinking it; it was normal for cultivators to be separated for long periods of time.

She herself rarely spent time with her masters, yet she still felt happy and at peace. Perhaps the same was true for Luo Jin.

"Wuhan, this Guhong Qin is for you." Ye Wuxi waved the ancient zither in front of her. It was obtained after the destruction of Guanghan Palace and was very suitable for Ye Wuhan's Ice Soul Physique.

"Really? This is an unparalleled sacred weapon."

"Look how envious you are. Your sister has plenty of holy weapons. Take them and play with them." Ye Wuxi waved to her generously, and Ye Wuhan immediately disappeared with incredible speed.

As for Luo Jin, her teacher also cultivated swordsmanship, so he certainly wouldn't be stingy with his grand-disciple Luo Jin and had already acquired a decent sword.

"Ah Jin, listen to the zither with me." Ye Wuxi played the zither again, the melody was greatly changed from before, and the demonic sound was chaotic.

After an unknown amount of time, Luo Jin saw a sliver of white snow drifting across the horizon, breathed a sigh of relief, and silently got up and left.

Ye Wuxi's voice is murderous; it's really not suitable for someone to listen to it.

Ye Lao Er stood at the center of the demonic sound storm, and a devouring force field rose up around him, engulfing the will within the music.

After a brief exchange, she stepped off the ground and casually sat down opposite Ye Wuxi: "Old Ye, your mindset has changed quite a bit."

"You're the one who's like this. This isn't like you at all. Second brother, don't take what the teacher said too seriously." Ye Wuxi shook his head helplessly. The teacher's medicine must be quite potent. Ye Lao Er broke through the Lesser Saint realm in such a short time. His willpower was very strong.

“She’s right, Lao Ye. It’s been so long since we’ve adventured together. Thinking back, I really miss the time when we were on the mainland.”

“Since the clan’s divine weapons can’t sense it, it won’t hurt to go out and explore. If nothing unexpected happens, we can also visit the Beast God Realm on the way. We’ll set off soon,” Ye Wuxi said, patting her shoulder and looking into her eyes.

Ye Lao Er did not go out with them last time, but Gai Jiu Si, the Tiger Clan Heavenly King, had openly fought several times in the three days, and the Heavenly Fate Temple did not show any major abnormalities.

According to human physique standards, Ye Lao Er has a divine body. Now that the seal has been broken and his combat power is not bad, it's time for him to go out and stretch his muscles.

"Alright, call Ling Ke. With me, Long and Hu, here, I'll make sure you roam freely in the Beast God Realm."

After a while, Ye Lao Er smiled and resumed his usual unreliable behavior.