Eternal Life as False Emperor

"Damn, could this person really be the Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor?"

Among the first Martial World men to enter the temple, a burly man with a broad back and shoulders took out a portrait from his bosom, glanced at it furtively, and a glint of greed flashed in his eyes.

"Rumor has it in the Martial World that the Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor has reached the legendary Grandmaster Realm.

If he were at his peak, even knowing he possesses great treasures, I wouldn't dare harbor any covetous thoughts.

But now the Young Manor Master is in poor condition.

We have the advantage of surprise, and if we join forces with these people, we might have a chance."

The burly man quickly gave a signal to those around him, quietly explaining the situation.

After hearing this, the others from the Martial World were all stunned, casting furtive glances toward the Young Manor Master, and upon confirmation, each of them revealed looks of ecstasy.

"Today, we're going to make a fortune! Even without a Spirit Root, if we sell this Cultivation Technique, we'll enjoy wealth beyond measure for the rest of our lives."

"Then what are we waiting for? We must take the Young Manor Master's life today no matter what.

If he doesn't die, how can we make a fortune and benefit our descendants?"

"Let's do it; we mustn't let him escape."

After the Martial World men discussed, they naturally turned their gaze toward Zheng Yi and Wang Xing.

"What about these two guys?

They don't look easy to mess with."

"Let's get the item in hand first."

Because he had the portrait, the burly man seemed to hold some sway in the group.

The others also wanted that Immortal Cultivation Technique, so they had no objections.

After all, everyone had been through the rough and tumble of the Martial World, living with their heads on the line, and nobody was stupid; continuing discussions could easily lead to discovery.

But just as they were about to make a move, a man in white silently crept up behind them.

His dagger flicked from his sleeve and plunged into one man's chest.

By the time the others reacted.

He swiftly retreated, creating distance between himself and them.

His other hand raised slightly, and from his sleeve, the mechanism for the Rain of Pear Blossoms needle was lightly pressed down...

In an instant.

Hidden weapons shot toward them like a storm, with the sound of "swoosh, swoosh, swoosh" breaking through the air continuously.

Soon after.

In just thirty seconds, cries of pain echoed throughout the temple.

"My eyes! Damn Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor, you won't escape today!"

"The Young Manor Master is from the Nameless Manor, a genuine force of the Righteous Dao in the Martial World, yet you use such lowly tactics, how deceitful!"

"Against scoundrels like you, is there any need to talk about honor?"

The man in white spoke coldly, calmly admitting that he was indeed the Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor.

After confirming his identity.

Wang Xing inexplicably became excited, his eyes glistening with anticipation.

He looked at Zheng Yi, eagerly saying, "If we could get our hands on that Immortal Cultivation Technique..."

Zheng Yi waved his hand, indicating his disinterest, calmly saying, "Fellow Daoist Wang, do you really think this Immortal Cultivation Technique is so mystical?

If it truly were, it wouldn't only be these worldly mortals fighting for it; real cultivators would have rushed over long ago."

Zheng Yi gave a light smile.

However, this did not dampen Wang Xing's eagerness.

"If it's really some impressive Divine Cultivation Technique."

"Don't worry, we both will have a share."

Wang Xing patted Zheng Yi's shoulder, trying to express that he wouldn't hog it all for himself.

Zheng Yi shook his head helplessly.

The earlier sudden attack of hidden weapons and the initial sneak attack had taken down quite a few from the Martial World, but a few lucky ones still survived.

They dragged their broken bodies and charged again.

At this point.

Both sides understood that it was a fight to the death, with no retreat.

"Young Manor Master, hand over the Cultivation Technique, and perhaps you'll be spared today!"

"Hahahaha."

The Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor laughed mockingly, "If I truly hand it over, that would be a dead end.

Do you really take Mr. Bai for a three-year-old child?"

With that, both sides clashed again.

In the exchange of fists and palms.

"Monkey Stealing Peaches"

"Double Dragon Emerging from the Sea," and other such petty tricks were used one after another, with only one goal: to eliminate the opponent.

After a few rounds.

The Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor seized the opportunity, and although his left arm was slashed, his right hand's butterfly short blade injured another, fiercely hacking the opponent's chest.

The two Martial World men fell in front of him like dead dogs.

However, the Young Manor Master did not relax his vigilance.

Instead, he looked at Zheng Yi and Wang Xing with a sinister gaze, slowly saying, "Aren't the two of you planning to make a move yet?

When do you plan to act?"

The Young Manor Master of the Nameless Manor turned around, his gaze shifting between the two.

He didn't believe these two were without greed.

The reason the earlier group of Martial World men and this Young Manor Master did not attack Zheng Yi and Wang Xing was that they felt no trace of Martial Arts aura from them.

For such apparently non-threatening beings.

They naturally planned to deal with them last, since acting prematurely could easily reveal flaws and lose the initiative.

"Since you put it that way, we won't be polite.

Hand over the Cultivation Technique, and we'll return it afterward."

Wang Xing spoke.

He understood well that Zheng Yi's trump card could not be used lightly.

"So you are just like those others.

In that case, killing you two today won't be a loss."

The Young Manor Master said coldly.

But as he started to move.

In the next moment, his steps halted abruptly, looking at Wang Xing in front of him, his eyes filled with shock and disbelief, as if he had seen the faith he had been pursuing all along.