Sweeping across the heavens, starting with the first emperor of the ancient times.

The Golden Bull Clan's approach was very clever.

After all, in the current heavens, you can offend anyone, but you can't offend the Chaos Emperor.

Jiang Hao suddenly remembered something; it was mentioned in an interesting anecdote section of a certain book called "Starry Sky Chronicle".

The Golden Bull Clan produces a type of Starry Night Pastry, said to be made from the colostrum of the divine bull and starlight, a unique delicacy of the celestial realm…

The gray-robed Taoist boy's telepathic message carried a hint of amusement:

"Your Majesty, are you thinking about the delicacies mentioned in those travelogues and anecdotes? It seems the Golden Divine Bull Clan has really gone to great lengths this time, and their apology gifts might actually include some local specialties."

Jiang Hao responded, "No, I'm contemplating the Great Dao."

His tone carried a hint of feigned ignorance at being caught out.

The crowd gradually dispersed, but the discussion lingered.

Today's battle was full of twists and turns, and it is destined to become one of the hottest topics in the ancient road recently.

After a brief moment of meditation, Zhao Shanhe put away his stone knife, bowed to those around him, and left.

Jiang Hao put down his teacup and said to the gray-robed Taoist boy:

"The show's over, let's go. Time for the next one, level 50, the real show."

He got up and blended into the dispersing crowd, appearing like an ordinary old bystander.

After the commotion subsided, everyone in the teahouse and around the arena set off for the fiftieth level.

The ancient road under the starry sky suddenly became lively.

Cultivators from various races rode divine rainbows, flying boats, and ancient beast mounts, forming a vast and magnificent procession, like a flowing galaxy.

Jiang Hao remained disguised as an old man in a gray robe, leisurely riding a gray cloud.

That was actually formed from chaotic energy; it looked ordinary, but it was actually quite extraordinary.

Feng Xi, that girl, actually followed along quite naturally.

She floated lightly onto the gray clouds and said with a grin:

"Senior, your cloud-riding is so steady, may I travel with you?"

Jiang Hao thought to himself: This girl... why is she like a piece of chewing gum?

On the surface, he calmly said, "Miss, I am but a rogue cultivator, and my cloud-riding is slow; I fear it may delay your journey."

Feng Xi blinked:

"No problem, there are still three days until level 50, let's take our time and enjoy the scenery with you!"

After speaking, she sat down naturally and patted the clouds.

"Senior, this cloud is really comfortable to sit on. It's so soft and fluffy, even more stable than the fire clouds of our Phoenix Clan."

Jiang Hao felt helpless. How could he not feel comfortable? This was a cloud formed from chaotic energy; even a quasi-emperor would feel stable sitting on it.

Well... after all, she's Feng Wu's niece, so let's take her along.

He recalled the saying on Earth: Could this be considered taking a relative's child on a trip?

The gray-robed Daoist boy chuckled inwardly: "Great Emperor, you've softened your heart."

Jiang Hao responded telepathically: "Respecting the elderly and caring for the young are traditional virtues."

Feng Xi has a very outgoing personality; once she started talking, she couldn't stop.

She kept talking the whole way.

"Did you know, senior? There's a Food Star in level ten where the grilled dragon meat skewers are incredibly delicious!"

Jiang Hao thought to himself: Dragon meat? I killed a wicked red dragon back then, and shared the meat with my friends. It was indeed delicious.

"In the 25th level, there was a stone-born Holy Spirit who claimed to be the reincarnation of the Holy Spirit Emperor, but he was beaten to tears by the Little War Emperor with three blows."

Jiang Hao shook his head inwardly. Holy Spirit Emperor? That old guy is still squatting in the forbidden zone, where would he get a reincarnation?

As they talked, Feng Xi turned the topic back to the Chaos Emperor.

He can't stop talking about the Chaos Emperor in almost every other sentence.

"Senior, have you ever met the Chaos Emperor?"

Feng Xi asked earnestly.

Jiang Hao sipped his tea to cover up his misunderstanding: "...Never."

"My aunt said that when the Great Emperor was comprehending the Dao in the chaos, he sat for fifty years at a time. When he awoke, all the Daos resonated, and the starry sky rained down the Great Dao!"

"And another thing, I heard that before the Great Emperor attained enlightenment, when he was still in the King Realm, he once defied a Saint!"

Feng Xi's eyes sparkled, her face full of admiration.

"And it was a head-on battle! I heard that the saint was an elder of some ancient clan, wielding a sacred weapon, but he was still defeated by the Great Emperor with his bare hands!"

Jiang Hao paused for a moment while drinking his tea.

Yes... that's true.

At that time, he was only at the peak of the King Realm. He was intercepted by an ignorant ancient saint in the Starry Sky Ruins, who even mocked the weakness of the human race.

In a fit of rage, he used his Chaotic Body to directly confront the Holy Dao Laws, blasting the old man into dust.

He found it amusing, but outwardly he could only feign surprise:

"Oh? Is that so... As expected of the Chaos Emperor, how powerful."

Feng Xi nodded vigorously:

"Of course it's true! I grew up listening to stories about the Great Emperor, and I admire him the most!"

Feng Xi's eyes lit up:

"My aunt also said... the Great Emperor is exceptionally handsome, the most handsome enlightened being in all of history!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Hao choked on his tea and began to cough.

"Ahem... this..."

He was both amused and exasperated: Feng Wu, what are you saying to the child!

This is practically a massive idol worship event; the person in question is sitting right in front of you, and you're forced to listen to them brag about themselves...

Jiang Hao felt both pleased and a little embarrassed.

Feng Xi, oblivious to anything amiss, continued:

"Senior, what do you think the Great Emperor is doing now? He's been in seclusion for five thousand years..."

She rested her chin on her hand, her eyes filled with longing:

"Is he deduce an unparalleled immortal technique? Or is he forging an astonishing imperial weapon?"

She rested her chin on her hand, gazing at the distant starry sky, her eyes filled with longing.

"I really hope that one day I can see the Emperor in person..."

Jiang Hao thought to himself: "I'm drinking tea, enjoying the scenery, and incidentally observing you kids fighting."

On the surface, however, he pondered and said, "The Emperor's thoughts and ideas are beyond our comprehension. As for meeting him, you will have the opportunity to do so."

The gray-robed Taoist boy was trembling from suppressing his laughter.

"Your Majesty, if she continues, your face will turn red."

Jiang Hao's divine sense widened: "My tea is... too hot!"

The journey is long, and the scenery changes.

As they passed by an ancient human star, they saw bustling cities, cultivators flying like shooting stars on their swords, and children practicing their fist techniques in the training grounds, their shouts clear and powerful.

Feng Xi exclaimed, "The human race is truly thriving now!"

"Hmm, not bad."

Jiang Hao felt gratified. "Yes, it wasn't for nothing that I sorted out the Great Dao and suppressed the forbidden zones back then."

They encountered a group of ancient cultivators along the way.

They exchanged polite greetings with the human cultivators, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

Feng Xi said, "These ancient tribes are quite polite."

Jiang Hao thought to himself: Is it okay to be impolite? Those who are impolite always get beaten up.

Occasionally, one can see cultivators dressed as members of the Dao Seeking Sect patrolling the starry sky; their auras all start from the Saint Realm.

They maintained order on the ancient road, handled disputes, and acted fairly.

Feng Xi pointed at those people, her tone filled with admiration:

"Look, those are disciples of the Great Emperor's lineage!"

Jiang Hao nodded in satisfaction; it looked quite professional.

He suddenly remembered the terminology used on Earth: Could this be considered a city management brigade?

Feng Xi suddenly asked a question:

"Senior, why do you think... the Great Emperor is so good to all the heavens?"

She said earnestly:

"My aunt said that the Great Emperor was not born into an ancient family, nor was he a descendant of a holy land. Before he grew up, he was targeted by various powerful forces. But after becoming emperor, he rectified the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and brought blessings to all living beings."

Jiang Hao remained silent for a moment.

Because I come from Earth.

He slowly said:

"Perhaps... the Emperor has seen a more beautiful world in his dreams, so he wants to make this world beautiful as well."

Feng Xi seemed to be deep in thought:

"A better world...?"

Her eyes suddenly lit up:

"Senior, sometimes the tone of your voice... reminds me a bit of the emperor I've always imagined!"

Jiang Hao's heart skipped a beat, but he remained calm on the surface:

"You jest, young lady."

This girl's intuition is incredibly accurate.

Gray clouds drifted lazily, carrying the two people and the child, heading deeper into the ancient road.