The Death Mountain Range, the Proud Smiling Palace.
On the main peak of the Proud Smiling Palace, there was a secluded and spacious courtyard behind the temporary imperial residence.
The courtyard was filled with all sorts of Five-Flower Spirit Flowers, and bursts of fragrance wafted through the air, causing one to feel extremely refreshed. There were also trees of different heights in the surroundings, and two of the trees even had swings tied to them for recreational purposes.
In several directions of the courtyard, there were bamboo houses built with thousand-year-old green bamboos. From time to time, the sound of wind chimes could be heard. There was also a pavilion with a stone table and stone stools, a zither, and a soft bed made of animal skin. Outside the pavilion, there was a stream slowly flowing down from a high place. The sound of flowing water, together with the cries of several spirit beasts, seemed so beautiful and free.
In the courtyard, several beautiful women walked out of several bamboo houses.
Every woman here was beautiful, graceful, and overflowing with fragrance, dazzling people's eyes and stirring their hearts!
Every woman here was of the highest quality. They were the cultivation partners of any man. No matter which man was lucky enough to have one of them as his wife, he would feel that he had cultivated for three lifetimes.
However, every single beauty here belonged to a man, a young man, who was also the woman of the true owner of this place.
After a while, in the pavilion, the handsome man who was enjoying life like an immortal was lying on his side on a soft bed. His head was cushioned on a pair of faintly discernible jade-like legs. A beautiful woman was massaging his shoulders, back, and legs. There was a satisfied smile on his face. His thick mouth was slightly open, and a sparkling spirit fruit was put into his mouth by her slender jade-like fingers. He chewed it carefully, and occasionally drank a few mouthfuls of wine. At the same time, he listened to the sweet sound of the zither.
This was the perfect embodiment of any man's ideal of "lying drunk on the knees of beauties".
Any man who saw such a man being comfortably served by several stunning women would go crazy with jealousy.
When the song ended, the lingering sound lingered in the air.
The people in the pavilion all had intoxicated expressions on their faces.
Clap clap!
The handsome man who was lying on the soft bed clapped his hands and praised, "Xin 'er's zither is getting more and more refined. No matter who hears it, they will involuntarily fall into it. It's just that … you still lack some understanding of life, and your understanding of the meaning of music is not deep enough. Seventy percent of the realm is enough, you still lack thirty percent of the experience."
The woman in front of the elegant zither gently parted her red lips and said with a smile, "That's right. When I was in the family, my aunt also said the same thing. She said that I should go to the secular world to experience the various forms of life. Only then would I be able to reach the realm of being one with the zither and playing the music according to my heart!"
The handsome man gently nodded, "Yes, although you can cultivate your mind by staying here all day, but you have never enjoyed the life of an ordinary person. Naturally, you can't understand happiness, anger, sorrow, happiness, happiness, and many other feelings.. Let me accompany you outside the palace when I have time. When I have time, I will go and enjoy the happiness of ordinary!"
The charming woman, who was supported by him on her jade-like legs, lightly brushed her hair and said happily, "Okay, okay … After the opening ceremony, my husband will accompany us to travel around the world and enjoy the happiness of ordinary days!"
Another dignified and elegant woman also suggested, "Why don't we go back to the Northwest and Southern Wasteland to take a look?"
"Sister Yun, do you miss Tian 'er?
I wonder how that cute little guy is doing now. He should be as outstanding as my husband! "
"I agree. Let's go back to the Northwest and Southern Wasteland to take a look. We can also bring Master and Madam here so that we can fulfill our filial duties."
… ….
Three women in a play!
These words were not without reason. Ever since the handsome man spoke, there was no room for him to speak. He could only respond with a happy and carefree smile.
The women talked and laughed, and from time to time, bursts of happy sounds could be heard. They seemed to be very harmonious and happy.
This kind of atmosphere made the man feel indescribable satisfaction.
"If only Meng Qi was here!" The handsome man sighed helplessly in his heart.
Although there were countless beauties around him, he still felt a bit lonely, yearning, regret, and guilt in his heart …
All kinds of complicated emotions gradually appeared on the handsome man's face.
"What's wrong?" The elegant and dignified woman asked.
Just as the handsome man was about to say something, some restless sounds came from outside the courtyard.
Immediately after, a voice sounded outside the courtyard, "Young Master, the Military Advisor has something important to discuss with you!"
The handsome man immediately stood up and said something to his women, then strode out of the courtyard.
Ling Xiao was already a Palace Master, but he still liked and was used to being called Young Master by the people around him. He didn't want to be like a nouveau riche and let others call him Emperor. That would make him feel very tasteless.
No matter what, he was still very young and strong. In the future, when his strength improved, his appearance would almost remain the same. Therefore, the title of "Young Master" was still very appropriate. To those who were not of the direct line of descent, he would let them call him "Palace Master" to show the power of deterrence!
Before Ling Xiao walked to the main seat, he immediately said to Xuan Yao, who had a somewhat anxious expression on his face, "Fraud, why are you looking for me in such a hurry?"
Xuan Yao pointed to a Holy Master who was kneeling in front of the main hall, "Let him talk about it!"
Only then did Ling Xiao shift his gaze towards the Empyrean martial artist who looked extremely pathetic.
This Holy Master was already at the High Level. His name was Zuo Youmao, a warrior of the Wind Attribute, and he was an Inner Elder of the Proud Smiling Palace.
"Palace … Palace Master, I am Zuo Youmao, who accompanied Elder Liu and Elder Guan to persuade the Liuyang Sect. Half a month ago, we arrived at the Liuyang Sect, but they refused and resisted. Everyone … died. Only I escaped because of my speed. Please avenge us, Palace Master, and wash the blood of the Liuyang Sect!" Zuo Youmao said to Ling Xiao with an incomparable grievance.
"What happened? Tell me in detail!" Ling Xiao's expression was serious, and he immediately asked seriously.
Based on his senses, he could tell that Guan Chang was definitely not dead. Otherwise, he would not have stayed in the backyard with the women so leisurely.
But what did the Liuyang Sect rely on? How could they keep Liu Qun and Guan Chang, two Emperors, and kill the people of the Proud Smiling Palace?
"Could it be that they are playing tricks again?"
Ling Xiao thought of Sha Tian, the Gu Family, and the Black Demon Sect. He felt that only these three forces had the ability to deal with the two Emperors he had sent out.
Zuo Youmao did not hide anything, and he reported everything that had happened in the Liuyang Sect to Ling Xiao.
"A young Xuan Emperor could fight against two Xuan Emperors!" Ling Xiao exclaimed in disbelief.
He knew that there was no lack of geniuses in the Central Region who could fight above their level, but he was surprised that there was such a person in a mere fifth-grade sect.
"It's true … That person's world power was like nine suns of different colors. The … the power of the suns was too terrifying, and it forced the two elders to their limits. If it wasn't for Elder Liu knowing that he was no match for him and telling us to run first, I … I wouldn't have been able to escape the fate of being killed," Zuo Youmao said very seriously.
"Nine suns of different colors?"
Ling Xiao murmured softly, and his eyes suddenly bloomed with some heat. "Could it be the Nine Suns Burning Sky Art?"
Ling Xiao had inherited the Zhan Wangye's memories, and he had some understanding of some things that happened 100,000 years ago.
Now that he heard Zuo Youmao's description, a fragment of memory suddenly appeared in his mind.
The Mingri Dynasty was one of the vassal states of the Kim people's dynasty, so the Zhan Wangye naturally knew about it.
The reputation of the Nine Suns Burning Sky Art was only below that of the Ancient Emperor's Mystical Technique, and the outside world even thought that the Nine Suns Burning Sky Art was the nemesis of the Ancient Emperor's Mystical Technique. Once someone successfully cultivated the power of the nine suns, the immortal body of the Ancient Emperor's Mystical Technique would be incinerated into nothingness.
It was also because of this rumor that the Kim people's dynasty had a deep sense of vigilance against the Mingri Dynasty, and they constantly suppressed and ostracized this dynasty. In the end, when the war broke out, it caused a strong backlash from the Mingri Dynasty.
Back then, the royal family of the Mingri Dynasty was also among those who chased after the Zhan Wangye.
It was also because these fragments of memory were relatively deep that Ling Xiao was so astonished. At the same time, he was especially curious about the Nine Suns Burning Sky Art. One had to know that he also possessed the fire attribute, and if he obtained this kind of powerful attack, it would undoubtedly be like adding wings to a tiger.
However, he was not only interested in the Nine Sun Burning Heaven Technique, he was also curious about the person who obtained the Nine Sun Burning Heaven Technique.
The Nine Suns Burning Sky Art had been lost for 100,000 years, just like the Ancient Emperor's Mystical Technique. Now that someone had obtained it, it was certain that that person had participated in the Imperial Ranking Tournament, but no one knew which tournament he had participated in.
"This is my fault. I did not expect that there would be such a person in the Flowing Sun Sect. Otherwise, I would have sent one or two more people to help Uncle Liu and the others." Ling Xiao sighed heavily.
He was sighing for those who had died, but he did not feel very sad, only a little bit of self-blame.
After all, this was a road to becoming a king, and it was inevitable that there would be casualties. If he could not even let go of these things, it would be difficult for him to go further.
"Young master, it seems that the other side only has one Xuan Emperor. Although his combat strength is extraordinary, we have more people. Why don't we send two more powerful elders to fight? I believe that it will not be a big problem to take down the Flowing Sun Sect!" Xuan Yao suggested.
Right now, there were many Xuan Emperors in the Proud Smiling Palace, and there were even a few Xuan Emperors who had reached high levels. Sending them to fight would definitely be a piece of cake for the Flowing Sun Sect.
However, Ling Xiao waved his hand and said, "There is no need. I will personally go to the Flowing Sun Sect to see if the power of the nine suns is really strong enough to burn the sky!"
As Ling Xiao said this, his expression became a bit hot, and his blood began to boil.
After nearly two years of silence, his strength had increased a lot. Although there was still some gap between him and the peak of the Celestial Master level, he was a bit stronger than before. He could not wait to move his body again.