Chapter 729 - - Human Emperor Plan_1

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Another one enters my pot!

In this era where everyone seeks progress, Daoist Rhyme is Duge’s best trump card – for each cast, a guaranteed success, with no one able to resist such a great temptation.

Duge didn’t withdraw his Daoist Rhyme, but smiled and said, “Senior Brother, let me take the reins of cloud-riding! My Daoist Rhyme can still hold on for a while, and you should seize the time to comprehend. After all, this is my trial, and I shouldn’t prioritize my personal interests.”

“Little Junior Brother…” Qing Luan looked at the sensible Duge, struggling in his expression.

“Senior Brother,” Duge flashed the Sky Gang bead, smiling, “This is ultimately Master’s territory, and I have the magical treasures given by my fellow senior brothers. What could possibly go wrong?

If someone of the Unity Realm Stage could perish so easily while out on a trial, the Three Realms would have been in chaos long ago.

Besides, if I rely on my senior brother to support me in everything, what difference would there be with a nursed infant? Is it me undergoing the trial, or is it the senior brother?”

He paused for a moment, then earnestly said, “Senior Brother, in the future, I want to help Master reach the peak of Golden Immortality, so I can’t afford to fall too far behind. The things I ought to do, please let go and allow me to handle them.”

Duge looked at Qing Luan and said, “Senior Brother, you just focus on cultivating. The higher your cultivation level rises, the more it benefits the South Peak Clan.”

“You’re right, it was shortsighted of me. Alright, I’ll observe the Daoist Rhyme, and you take care of everything, Junior Brother. Don’t be afraid to cause trouble; I’ll take care of it all.”

Duge was always persuasive in his ways, and in an instant, Qing Luan’s mindset relaxed. After imparting the technique of cloud-riding to Duge, he devoted himself entirely to observing the Daoist Rhyme.

Duge rode the clouds straight to Dragon Tiger Mountain. The clouds, made up of water vapor, were controlled by his Sea God’s Power, which couldn’t have been easier.

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Dragon Tiger Mountain had already transformed into Duge’s image.

When he descended upon Heavenly Master’s Peak on his cloud, the disciples of Xu Jinkui were excited to greet him the moment they saw him, “Ancestor, you’ve returned!”

Ancestor?

Duge had already retracted his Daoist Rhyme halfway through the journey. However, Qing Luan’s mind was still swirling with the profound Daoist Rhyme, always feeling as if something was both graspable yet slipping away, leaving him somewhat out of sorts.

The call of “Ancestor” from across the way yanked him out of that profound state, causing him notable irritation as he furrowed his brows.

Duge had seen Qing Luan’s expression many times – it was typical when someone’s comprehension of the Daoist Rhyme was interrupted.

He turned to look at Qing Luan and explained with a smile, “Senior Brother, because I carry the Daoist Rhyme, they have elevated my status, hence they call me Ancestor. In Suspended Mountain, my seniority is high enough that the disciples below must also address me as Ancestor.”

With that single sentence, Qing Luan’s confusion dissipated.

Indeed.

Duge is a disciple of the Great Emperor, even if he is young, it is fitting for others to call him Ancestor.

“Jiu Xing, this is Qing Luan, the Ancestor, disciple of the South Peak Emperor. Go arrange a secret chamber for Ancestor Qing Luan to enter seclusion; he wishes to meditate in retreat at Dragon Tiger Mountain,” Duge instructed the disciple before him.

“Little Junior Brother, I am to enter seclusion at Dragon Tiger Mountain?” Qing Luan asked in confusion.

Duge looked at Qing Luan and smiled, “Senior Brother, I saw that you had some insights on the road, and the earlier you enter seclusion, the better the result. It would be my fault as a junior brother if I delay your cultivation. Dragon Tiger Mountain is our ally; senior brother, rest assured to meditate here, no one would dare to disturb.”

While speaking,

he switched to a voice transmission, “Senior Brother staying in Dragon Tiger Mountain for retreat perfectly represents Master’s sincerity. Having betrayed the Heavenly Master’s Court, what they lack now is a leader. Senior Brother being stationed at Dragon Tiger Mountain will stabilize their hearts. Moreover, should they entertain any unrest, senior brother’s presence here can suppress it.”

Realization dawned upon Qing Luan.

Duge withdrew from the voice transmission and continued, “Senior Brother, I have Master’s token, and I will seek help from other senior brothers if need be. We are all working for the South Peak Clan, so please, Senior Brother, do not shy away from this; otherwise, I will feel guilty.”

“Alright, little Junior Brother, take care of yourself,” said Qing Luan. Duge had given him a reason, and he willingly took it as his way out.

The moment his comprehension of the Daoist Rhyme was disrupted earlier, much of it had already dissipated.

If mundane interruptions continued, the insight he had gained with great difficulty would likely be wasted.

For a cultivator, there is no greater sin than to waste the opportunity that comes into their hands.

Duge’s sincerity and kindness had long since moved him, and not for a moment did Qing Luan suspect that his junior brother was scheming against him.

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As Qing Luan was guided to his retreat, Xu Jinghui and the others were awoken from their meditation to come and pay their respects to Duge.

In their minds, Duge was on par with the Daoist Ancestor, the Heavenly Demon.

He was seen as a prime candidate for causing upheaval in the Heavenly Court.

Compared to him, what are Great Emperors or True Immortals but stepping stones?

If they could maintain good relations with their Ancestor, fortunes were within easy reach, not worrying about the momentary inconveniences.

“We pay our respects to the Ancestor.”

Everyone bowed to Duge in unison.

“There’s no need for such formalities.” Duge took the seat of honor, scanning the crowd, and said solemnly, “The South Peak Emperor has taken me as his disciple. Currently, the Emperor is in retreat aiming for Golden Immortality. The regions he oversees are headless dragons, and this presents us with the perfect opportunity to stir things up.”

Stir things up?

Xu Jinghui and the others were momentarily taken aback but remained silent, waiting for Duge to continue.

“Next, I plan to become an emperor,” declared Duge. “You will split up to gather all the Cultivation Sects within New Moon Country, in the name of Dragon Tiger Mountain, for them to convene within two days. They will attend my coronation ceremony.”

Xu Jinghui was startled and asked in astonishment, “Ancestor, you wish to become an emperor?”

“Indeed, an emperor,” Duge laughed. “Though the kings and emperors of the Mortal Realm claim the title, their power is constrained at every turn, and nominally they must adhere to the Heaven Emperor, which is not normal. By definition, an Immortal Emperor should only govern Immortals, and an Underworld Emperor should manage the souls of the deceased, neither of which should interfere with the Mortal Realm.

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