Chapter 176 : Welcoming the Great Xia National Preceptor Back to Court
Chapter 176: Welcoming the Great Xia National Preceptor Back to Court
“The old beings of the Age of Immortals and Gods—ninety-nine percent of them have all reincarnated in the Central Region!”
“All people of the Central Region understand one principle.”
“If the Central Region is strong, then the Fallen Immortal Land is strong! If the Central Region falls, the Fallen Immortal Land will inevitably perish.”
“Inviting the Path Pioneer into the Central Region is the hope of the world, the will of all hearts, and the world also requires the fortune and blessings of the Path Pioneer!”
Hearing Di Qing’s words, Sword God Ying Jiu and the Sword Saint of Cangshan both nodded in strong agreement.
Having been trapped within Wuwang Mountain for over a month and facing repeated dangers, they had naturally discovered the truth of the Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle.
They also understood the existence of the Transverse Immortal Mountains, as well as the reasoning Di Qing spoke of.
The Transverse Immortal Mountains—according to legend—were formed from the fall of an immortal.
The name “Fallen Immortal” thus originated from this.
And the Central Region, encircled by the Transverse Immortal Mountains, was the very place where the fortune of the entire Fallen Immortal Land converged.
A place like Great Yu could only be considered a remote corner.
Few strong experts, constant wars, scarce resources.
There was simply no comparison.
If one wished to reach the peak of cultivation, they must inevitably head to the Central Region and contend with all under heaven.
Seeing both the Sword Saint and Sword God nod, Li Yunqing slightly furrowed her brows.
They were convinced just like that?
Well, men did not carry as many worries. Some even held the belief that the world was vast, and any place could be home.
For the sake of what lay in their hearts, they could resolutely venture out and carve their own path.
Compared to men, women naturally had more concerns. From a fundamental level of thought, there existed an inherent difference.
If a hundred men gathered together, they might open up an era.
But if a hundred women gathered together, the outcome was truly unpredictable.
With Li Yunqing’s current strength, she could perhaps be called number one under heaven.
Yet because of the difference in her body, she still had concerns, unable to act as recklessly as a true man.
She understood clearly—once a path ahead existed, some geniuses and Heaven’s Chosen Prodigies would quickly catch up.
After that, the Sixth Realm and Seventh Realm had no cultivation methods left—only direction remained.
Everyone stood on the same starting line. What the future would bring, which path was correct—
No one could know.
Even with absolute confidence, Li Yunqing did not want to gamble, nor could she gamble.
She was destined to be unable to accept the fate of losing.
“How many years remain until the Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle?”
After thinking for a moment, Li Yunqing spoke.
The Central Region was a place she must go. If she wanted to maintain her advantage, she naturally had to grow stronger faster.
If there was no path, then she would rely on the Longevity Panel and grind endlessly.
Grind out a great Dao.
Thus, to avoid wasting time, she needed more divine abilities and cultivation methods to continuously strengthen herself.
“Eighty-seven years!”
Di Qing responded, “Eighty-seven years is very short. To make the entire Fallen Immortal Land prosper, not a single thread of hope can be abandoned.”
At this point, Di Qing stood up once more and bowed deeply.
“For the Fallen Immortal Land, for the entire world, I, Di Qing, am willing to use the position of Great Xia National Preceptor to once again earnestly request the Path Pioneer to enter the Central Region.”
“The Great Xia National Preceptor stands equal to me. No one can force the Path Pioneer!”
“This is my sincerity—and also the plea of all beings in the Central Region.”
“And even more so, the hope of all living beings in the entire Fallen Immortal Land!”
Di Qing’s voice rang with force, like divine weapons clashing.
In the next moment, the vast army behind him bowed once more.
“We earnestly request the Path Pioneer to enter the Central Region!”
Hearing the surging voices, Li Yunqing nodded slightly.
A dignified emperor had bowed and requested three times. Whether it was perfunctory or not, she had seen it with her own eyes and naturally understood in her heart.
She also hoped the Fallen Immortal Land could win.
After all, if the Fallen Immortal Land won, it would be equivalent to her winning as well.
Her own strength and the strength of the Fallen Immortal Land did not conflict.
As a being born of this land, she also bore the responsibility to fight for it.
In this world, aside from true evil—
There was likely no absolute right or wrong.
What existed were merely positions and identities, shaping thought and action.
Just like her father, who once arranged her marriage for the sake of the family. Standing in that position, with all the descendants of the Li Family behind him—
He could not possibly trade the fate of the entire family for that of his daughter.
Some decisions could not simply be called wrong.
“Alright! I can enter the Central Region, but I also have several conditions!”
Li Yunqing said, “Great Yu is impoverished, with few inheritances of divine abilities and cultivation methods. I need more of them.”
“Rest assured, Path Pioneer. As the Great Xia National Preceptor, the Great Xia Martial Treasury will be open for your unrestricted access.”
Di Qing’s face showed little joy, remaining solemn and serious.
Eighty-seven years was too short.
Under normal development, it was unlikely even Seventh Realm or Eighth Realm experts would emerge.
Even with the fortune of the Path Pioneer’s blessing, it would still be extremely difficult.
These eighty-seven years would likely require extraordinary methods.
To grow stronger faster, only the baptism of blood and fire would suffice.
“I also need a Sword Pavilion—to find a successor for this sword!”
Li Yunqing flipped her hand, and the rusted broken sword appeared upon the table.
At this moment, her divine sense spread across the entire area, attempting to see who could awaken this broken sword.
Yet she discovered—even the Sword Saint and Sword God could not stir the slightest reaction from it.
“That makes sense. The Sword God and Sword Saint have long solidified their own Sword Dao, each holding their own persistence.”
“To gain this sword’s recognition would likely be extremely difficult!”
Li Yunqing suddenly understood, a trace of disappointment rising in her heart.
The half-move sword technique contained within this broken sword was a technique of a Seventh Realm sword cultivator.
With that move, it had even slain a Ninth Realm existence.
If someone could inherit it, then the future Ten Lands Reincarnation Battle would already be half won.
Even if someone could merely activate this sword, she could begin comprehending its mysteries.
Without activation, relying solely on the memory of that single sword strike in her mind—truly entering its path would likely take countless years.
Before reaching the Seventh Realm, she might not even find the correct direction.
The disparity in realms could not be bridged by comprehension or talent.
It was easy to overlook from a high vantage point, but climbing upward against the current was incomparably difficult.
This principle was understood by all.
Like a complex formula—its creator or peers might solve it with just a few words or slight thought.
But place it before a highly talented and perceptive child, and no matter how deeply they pondered, they would struggle to find the direction.
This was the difference in realms.
“Wushuang Sword!”
Upon seeing the broken sword, Di Qing suddenly cried out in shock, his expression changing for the first time as he looked at Li Yunqing in disbelief.
Then he seemed to realize something.
As the Path Pioneer, Li Yunqing possessed great fortune and was favored by heaven and earth. Being chosen by this sword was only natural.
“You recognize this sword?”
Li Yunqing asked, somewhat surprised. This was a sword from a hundred thousand years ago.
“Though reincarnators are considered newly born, upon reaching a certain level of cultivation, they will still awaken fragments of memory.”
“I have seen it in my memories.”
“I once saw it defy the heavens… and blood rained from the sky!”
Di Qing grasped the broken sword, attempting to activate it, but there was no response. He could only say, “Very well. I will construct a Sword Pavilion and place this sword within it for all under heaven to observe.”
Anything that could strengthen the hope of the Fallen Immortal Land, Di Qing would naturally not refuse.
In fact, that had been his purpose from the very beginning.
To exhaust all means to increase the chances of victory for the Fallen Immortal Land—this was not only his hope as the Emperor of Great Xia, but also the hope of all people.
“And one more thing!”
Li Yunqing spoke again after some thought, “I do not wish to be disturbed too often.”
Eighty-seven years—too short.
She too must disregard everything and strengthen herself to face the future.
A hundred thousand years ago, the enemies of the Fallen Immortal Land had Ninth Realm and even Supreme Beings.
Though even Supreme Beings could not live for a hundred thousand years—
With continuous inheritance and the plundering of other lands’ Great Dao, those enemies would only become stronger.
She had no time to deal with others.
Nor time for superficial social maneuvering.
“Agreed!”
Di Qing responded without hesitation, “However, every ten years, the Path Pioneer must appear once to expound the Dao for the Heaven’s Chosen Prodigies of the world.”
“As the Path Pioneer, possessing great fortune and favored by heaven and earth, your personal exposition of the Dao will guide more directions for all.”
“And bring greater hope to all living beings.”
“How about the first session in two years?”
“In two years’ time, Great Xia will spare no cost to open the Immortal God Forbidden Zone and gather geniuses from all directions into the Central Region.”
Eighty-seven years—truly too short.
So short that even he, the Emperor of Great Xia, felt despair.
But as the ruler of Great Xia in the Central Region, if he himself gave up, then the world would have no hope left.
As emperor, what he carried on his shoulders was the entire world—not merely his own life.
He had once witnessed the Fallen Immortal Land being plundered. That kind of tragedy would not allow him to stop.
Even if he knew the future might end in defeat, he would still give everything to fight once.
For this heaven and earth.
For the people of Great Xia.
And for himself—and his descendants.
“Alright!”
Li Yunqing finally nodded in agreement.
It was not that she worried excessively.
Rather than letting matters spiral out of control later, it was better to set terms in advance.
When the time came, if anyone dared act recklessly, she would not hesitate to act ruthlessly!
At the same time, she could also sense Di Qing’s resolve and pressure.
As well as his vision and breadth of mind.
Speaking of “for the world” and “for all living beings” might sound empty—if said by someone else, Li Yunqing would not believe a word.
She would only think it moral coercion.
But coming from the Emperor of Great Xia before her, she believed it.
Clearly, even Li Yunqing held a very favorable impression of Di Qing.
Especially since he personally led his army into the extremely dangerous Immortal God Forbidden Zone just to invite her, the Path Pioneer.
And from beginning to end, he had never shown the slightest disdain toward her—a fifteen-year-old girl.
That alone greatly changed Li Yunqing’s view of what an emperor could be.
“In that case…”
Di Qing turned and looked at the assembled soldiers behind him. His voice suddenly grew vast and imposing.
Like thunder, resounding across the three armies.
“Prepare the carriage!”
“Welcome the Path Pioneer into the Central Region!”
“Welcome the Great Xia National Preceptor back to court!”
“Huā lā lā—”
As his voice fell, countless soldiers bowed in unison and shouted toward the sky.
Their voices surged like waves, perfectly unified, echoing throughout the Immortal God Forbidden Zone.
“Welcome the Path Pioneer into the Central Region!”
“Welcome the Great Xia National Preceptor back to court!”