Chapter 175 : The Dao May Perish, But the Inheritance Must Not Die
Chapter 175: The Dao May Perish, But the Inheritance Must Not Die
“Clatter…”
The sounds of armor clashing, weapons striking the ground, and soldiers dismounting and stepping forward rang out instantly.
The entire army straightened themselves, then, in unison, clasped their hands and bent forward—just like their Emperor, Di Qing—lowering their heads in respectful salute.
“Welcome the Path Pioneer to the Central Region!”
The unified voices surged like waves, shaking the forest until it rustled loudly.
This included even the Divine Realm experts.
Even the mounts pulling the chariots, and those dragon-like creatures, prostrated themselves on the ground.
As did the group of women cultivating sound techniques.
At this moment, all of them performed the same gesture.
Clasping hands, bowing deeply in perfect unison.
Seeing this scene, Sword God Ying Jiu, the Sword Saint of Cangshan, as well as Jiang Xiuning, Ying Qianqian, Lu Xingzhou, and the others all froze.
The emperor leading the gesture, tens of thousands of soldiers bowing together—
Among them were countless Profound Realm and Divine Realm experts.
Such a force could sweep across the world.
Yet now they all bowed respectfully.
This scene was completely beyond everyone’s expectations.
The Sword God Sect disciples, Li Yunqing’s six guards, Xiaolan, and the others all felt a trace of unease arise in their hearts.
It was not flattered surprise—but restless anxiety.
Even Li Yunqing’s eyes flashed with solemnity.
It was too respectful.
Beyond reason.
In Li Yunqing’s view, such behavior meant that what they sought was enormous.
At least, she herself could never do such a thing.
Or rather, ever since she had become who she was now, she would never act like this, nor would she beg others in such a manner.
No matter how difficult things became, she would only push herself harder, doing everything possible to grow stronger—
Never relying on pleading with others.
To beg others was inherently unequal.
It meant handing everything over to the control of another.
She would rather engage in fair exchange than abandon herself to seek help.
Judging others by herself—something she could not do—
Yet the Emperor of Great Xia, ruler of the entire Central Region, had done exactly that.
With countless soldiers behind him, numerous powerful experts, Divine Realm figures in abundance—
Even he himself stood half a step into the Dao Realm.
For such a person to show this level of respect—what exactly did he seek?
“Why?”
Li Yunqing spoke.
Her gentle voice, like a breeze, swept through the forest.
The fortune of the Path Pioneer had already been returned to the world.
Even if she still carried immense destiny, capable of influencing those around her—
She would never revolve around others just to make them stronger.
With her current strength, she was fully capable of speaking openly.
She did indeed need to go to the Central Region—to obtain more divine abilities and cultivation methods.
Though no concrete techniques existed, this was the direction needed after entering the Fifth Realm—to continue advancing toward the Sixth and Seventh Realms.
Beyond the Fifth Realm, no established methods existed.
Progress required constant trial and error, searching for a path—inevitably consuming time.
She was no exception.
She also needed to find a successor for that broken sword.
But she wanted the Great Xia Emperor to clearly state his intentions—so that it could become a fair exchange.
Not to be unknowingly elevated, only to later be schemed against and turned into a sacrifice.
“Those who bear burdens for the world, who open the path for the world, who pioneer for the world—no matter who they are, they deserve the respect of all!”
Di Qing straightened, his tone solemn. Then he bowed once more.
“I invite the Path Pioneer to enter the Central Region!”
“I invite the Path Pioneer to enter the Central Region!”
As his words fell, the still-bowing army echoed in unison once more.
Their voices surged like waves—respectful and resolute.
There was not the slightest trace of insincerity.
It was like descendants inviting an ancestral figure to return.
“I need to know the real reason.”
Li Yunqing remained unmoved, her tone still gentle, her expression unchanged—calm and graceful.
It was as if she did not place these people in her eyes at all, her confidence absolute.
And in truth, it was.
As the first Fifth Realm in the Fallen Immortal Land, the first to touch upon the Dao of heaven and earth—
She had the strength to stand here.
She might not be able to suppress everyone—
But suppressing the Divine Realm experts present was still within her ability.
The first four realms cultivated the body.
Only the Fifth Realm truly stepped onto the path of Dao—opening the way of heaven and earth.
This single realm of difference was like heaven and earth apart.
Though she had not yet fully comprehended laws, nor perfected the momentum of heaven and earth—
With her Pure Yin Dao Body, she could leverage the momentum of heaven and earth to move the Pure Yin Dao.
Pure Yin, Pure Yang, the Four Symbols, the Five Elements, thunder and myriad phenomena—
All were the most fundamental laws of heaven and earth.
They were the foundation necessary for nurturing all life.
The Pure Yin Dao Body granted her not just physique—but greater power.
“It seems the Fairy is not one who has undergone reincarnation.”
“In the Northern Region, those reincarnated individuals have not revealed the truth to the world.”
“Indeed… perhaps even they themselves do not know what once happened.”
Di Qing stood upright, his tone growing more solemn.
“In the Central Region, every imperial dynasty rises for a single purpose.”
“To strengthen the Fallen Immortal Land, to seek new paths of cultivation, and to promote the prosperity of the Dao.”
“Any who deviate from this will be executed by all under heaven.”
At this point, Di Qing raised his hand and gestured.
“No time like the present—let us speak here. Prepare tea.”
Several women stepped forward.
In moments, a table and chairs were set, a brazier lit, and the fragrance of tea filled the air.
“Fairy, please.”
Di Qing gestured again, then nodded toward the Sword Saint of Cangshan and Sword God Ying Jiu. “Please.”
With that, he seated himself and personally poured tea for Li Yunqing, Sword God Ying Jiu, and the Sword Saint.
Li Yunqing did not refuse.
Though many gazes lingered on her, they were restrained—
Perhaps instinctive admiration for something beautiful.
As for Di Qing, as Emperor of Great Xia, he displayed both grace and dignity.
He neither overstepped nor showed disrespect, treating her—a fifteen-year-old girl—with utmost regard.
His gaze held no improper intent.
His expression remained solemn throughout, revealing nothing of his thoughts.
He was, without question, a qualified emperor.
Far superior to Yu Taiyan, who had tried to drug her in secret.
“I wonder—how much do you all know about the Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle?”
As he spoke, Di Qing gently pushed the filled teacups toward them.
From their first meeting, he had sensed the Dao Fortune upon them.
Especially on Sword God Ying Jiu and the Sword Saint—it was particularly strong.
Not only were they the teachers of the Path Pioneer, but they were also favored by her.
Though neither had reached the Divine Realm, both had attained peak Profound Realm, their auras still slightly unstable—clearly having just broken through.
Moreover, each of them carried a trace of Dao Realm aura.
Evidently, blessed by Dao Fortune, they had gained early insight.
Their combat power would likely rank among the top in the Central Region’s Profound Realm.
Their future was limitless.
This was the blessing brought by the appearance of the Path Pioneer in the Northern Region.
A blessing shared by those close to her.
Di Qing lifted his gaze toward the three of them and continued before they could respond:
“In the Central Region, all warriors above the Profound Realm know of the Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle.”
“Among those in the Initial and Qi Realms, due to inheritance, family, or sect, more than half are also aware.”
“The Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle is not a secret—it is a blade hanging over the heads of all living beings in the Fallen Immortal Land.”
“It is an inheritance passed down through generations of reincarnators—etched into the hearts of all warriors with blood and flesh.”
“In the Fallen Immortal Land—”
“The Dao may perish, but the inheritance must not die.”