Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

“The great torrent of the God-Ancient Era is coming. My return this time is to take you all with me to the God-Ancient to fight against the dark creatures.

Those who are willing may come, those who are not may stay.”

Jun Wuxie did not force anyone, but instead, based on the principle of voluntariness, gave them the right to choose freely.

“We are willing to go!”

“We vow to follow Lord Jun, sweep away the darkness, and restore brightness to the world!”

“We are willing to go, we vow to follow Lord Jun!”

… …

For a time, such voices came from different ancient life stars, echoing endlessly in the starry sky.

“Then prepare well. In a few days, I will take you to the God-Ancient.”

Jun Wuxie’s voice echoed between heaven and earth, transmitted to every ancient life star in the star field, resounding in every corner.

At this time, he was sitting in the small courtyard in front of the Zhuxian Sword Sect.

Sitting opposite him were Jiu Ye, Uncle Bird, his shiniang He Qingyun, and some of his senior brothers and sisters.

“Ah, I don’t know why, but I miss the old days a little.

We have more and more Zhuxian Sword Sect disciples, but I feel more and more lonely… … ”

Jiu Ye felt happy about Jun Wuxie’s return, but also a little sentimental.

These years, they have all left, all gone to the God-Ancient.

The other disciples only know to cultivate in seclusion every day.

Qianshan is often with his wife, the two of them being lovey-dovey.

In the end, Jiu Ye found himself alone most of the time.

In the past, when he was bored, he could watch a few direct disciples cultivate, watch Fanyin and Xian'er and others.

Now, this small courtyard in front of the mountain is empty on weekdays, very deserted.

If female disciples weren't arranged to clean it every day, this small courtyard would probably be full of weeds, and the house would be covered with thick dust.

“I didn’t expect Jiu Ye to feel lonely. The strong wine in your hand can solve all sorrows. When you’re drunk, everything you see is hazy. How can you still be lonely?”

“Are you mocking me, kid?”

Jiu Ye glared at him unhappily.

“I say, Jiu Ye, you should be content.

Back then, there were only you and Uncle Bird in the Zongwang Academy.

You used all kinds of tricks to deceive us three shixiongdi, making only five of us in total.

I didn’t see you say you were lonely then.

Now that there are millions of disciples in the sect, Jiu Ye, you should spend more effort on the disciples and drink less wine.

You used to drink to fight the cold poison, but now what reason do you have, just to feed your alcohol addiction?”

Jiu Ye shook his gourd to himself upon hearing this, putting the mouth of the gourd to his mouth, but no wine came out.

He hung the wine gourd around his waist in frustration, “You, after not coming back for so many years, you start lecturing me about drinking as soon as you return. Is that appropriate?

You should give the old man more care, such as buying some good wine. As for the disciples… … ”

Jiu Ye turned to look at Uncle Bird Mu Qianshan, “Qianshan, did you hear that?”

“Ah?”

Uncle Bird looked over upon hearing this, a little dazed.

“I’m talking about you, what ‘ah’?

Wuxie wants you to spend more time on the sect disciples, don’t be lovey-dovey with Qingyun all day long.

You’re an old couple, is it appropriate for you to be lovey-dovey in front of this old man every day?”

Uncle Bird was speechless. Who did he offend? Why did disaster suddenly strike from the sky, being inexplicably criticized?

“The younger generation will have their own blessings, they have their own fortunes.

In terms of cultivation, the most outstanding disciples in the sect are already higher than us now.

It’s more effective for them to guide the other disciples. My thinking can no longer keep up with the younger generation.

However, Shishu, you are different. You have a young heart and no generation gap with them, so you are the most suitable to guide them.

This shizhi is only suitable for being in love with Qingyun every day, living in a world of two.”

“You shameless old man, who wants to be in love with you, how disgusting.”

He Qingyun slapped Uncle Bird on the arm.

“Master, Uncle Bird and Shiniang have such a good relationship ~”

Tan Xirou looked at them enviously, and the hand holding Jun Wuxie's arm tightened slightly, leaning her body closer to him.

“That’s enough, do you all like to show off in front of this old man?”

Jiu Ye glanced at Jun Wuxie meaningfully, and said earnestly: “I say, Wuxie, you really know how to enjoy the blessings of all people. The master of a top family is your little maid.

You are surrounded by so many beautiful women that Jiu Ye is dazzled.

By the way, when are you going to take in your shimei?

That girl has liked to stick to you since she was little. No one believes that she only has camaraderie for you.

She gave up hundreds of years of her own cultivation time for your request.

Your harem has three thousand beauties, you don't lack a place for her, right?

As the master of the Three Realms, Jiu Ye has to criticize you in this regard.

Why are you not as good as a mortal emperor?

Look at the mortal emperors, they have three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines, not to mention countless beauties in the harem.

You are the dignified master of the Three Realms. It can be said that there are countless heavenly daughters in the Three Realms who admire and are infatuated with you. Take them in when you should, anyway, you are a pure body cultivator, your body is strong, and your kidneys are good.”

Suddenly, everyone present looked at Jiu Ye, with shocked expressions.

“Shishu, although what you said makes sense, how do I feel a little disrespectful coming from your mouth?”

Uncle Bird chimed in from the side.

“You kid, how are you talking, no respect for elders!”

Jiu Ye slapped the back of Uncle Bird’s head, “I’m thinking about Wuxie’s happiness.

Why, are you only letting him obtain resources alone on weekdays, raising a huge dynasty, and fighting to the death to shed blood during the dark invasion, and not allowing him to enjoy life?

Besides, it’s not like he’s forcing anyone, aren’t all those heavenly daughters infatuated with him, dreaming of serving by his side?

This is called not failing the deep affection of beauties, it is saving thousands of poor women who have fallen into the abyss of love, immeasurable merit!”

Jiu Ye criticized Uncle Bird righteously.

At this time, He Qingyun looked at her husband with unkind eyes from the side, “Qianshan, you wouldn’t be jealous of Wuxie, would you?”

Uncle Bird's facial muscles twitched suddenly, “What nonsense, madam, you have to believe me, how could I be jealous?

There is only you in my heart forever, I never think of anything else. Having you by my side in this life is already the fulfillment of my life. I swear to heaven, if there is half a lie, may I be struck by lightning… … ”

As soon as Uncle Bird’s oath fell, Jun Wuxie secretly snapped his fingers.

With a snap.

A thunderbolt descended from the sky, directly striking Uncle Bird, scaring everyone.

Uncle Bird jumped up after being struck, his body stiff, standing straight, his hair exploded like a chicken coop, smoke coming from his nostrils, his face black.

“Good, Mu Qianshan!”

He Qingyun’s beautiful eyes started to spew fire.

Uncle Bird came back to his senses, ignoring his embarrassed appearance, with a tearful face, “Madam, listen to my explanation, it’s not like that, someone must have framed me, I’m innocent!”

Uncle Bird was anxious to explain, while observing everyone’s expressions.

He saw a look of suppressed laughter on Jun Wuxie’s face, and immediately understood.

Only he could summon thunder silently.

If it were someone else, they would need to cultivate thunder techniques to do it silently.

But no one present cultivates thunder techniques.

So, only Wuxie can do it, after all, he is the Realm Lord, even the Heavenly Dao of this lower realm has to give him some face.

“Wuxie, you ungrateful wretch, hasn’t Uncle Bird been good to you? You harmed me like this, you want Uncle Bird to kneel on the washboard tonight, you are too vicious!”

Everyone reacted at this time and looked at Jun Wuxie together.

Hahaha!

Everyone burst into laughter.

Jun Wuxie was also laughing, but he couldn't help but apologize to Uncle Bird in his heart.

There was no way, Jiu Ye was talking about three palaces and six courtyards, and countless beauties in the harem.

He didn’t want everyone’s thoughts to focus on this matter and discuss it, so he had to divert everyone’s attention.

Alas, I had to wrong Uncle Bird.

… …

Although there was a little farce, the atmosphere was very joyful.

After so many years, it was not easy for Jun Wuxie to come back, and everyone present was in a very good mood.

At this time, a figure was coming towards the Zhuxian Sword Sect from afar, and soon arrived at the mountain gate.

“Qing Yushang, the Lord of the Wonders Pavilion, requests to see Lord Jun!”

In front of the mountain gate, a heroic middle-aged man looked at the mountain with eager eyes.

“Lord, there is no need to be polite, please come quickly.”

Jun Wuxie got up and looked down the mountain.

“Thank you, Lord Jun, for granting me an audience!”

Qing Yushang took two steps at a time, hurriedly climbed the mountain, and arrived at the small courtyard in the blink of an eye, “Qing Yushang kowtows to Lord Jun!”

He came to Jun Wuxie and was about to kneel down to pay his respects.

Jun Wuxie hurriedly helped him up.

“Lord, don’t do this, there is no need to kneel in front of our own people in the future.”

“How can that be? You are the Realm Lord, this subordinate should perform this ceremony, so that I can show the respect in my heart for you!”

“In front of others, I am the Realm Lord, and you are a subordinate.

In front of our own people, in addition to being a subordinate, you are also Qingyue’s father.

Qingyue has feelings for me, and so do I. In the future, there may be another layer of relationship between us.

Lord, you should understand what I’m saying, right?”

“Ah?”

Qing Yushang was stunned, and then reacted, with an excited look on his face, his beard trembling.

His lips trembled, and he was so excited that he couldn’t speak for a while.

He had long seen that his daughter had feelings for Lord Jun.

He didn’t expect that his daughter and Lord Jun had actually developed to such a point.

In that case, his daughter is very likely to become Lord Jun’s consort in the future. Wouldn’t he become Lord Jun’s father-in-law?

“This subordinate thanks Lord Jun for taking pity on my little girl. It is her good fortune in three lifetimes to be able to become Lord Jun’s woman, and it is also this subordinate’s good fortune!”

Uncle Bird looked a little jealous from the side, and He Qingyun’s eyes were also a little envious.

She couldn't help but look at her husband, and at this moment, Uncle Bird also happened to look at her.

Their eyes met, and they both understood each other's thoughts.

"Wife, let's have a daughter too, it should still be in time..."

Hearing Uncle Bird say this, Old Wine suddenly muttered to himself, "This old man feels like he's rejuvenated, suddenly experiencing a second spring. I think I'll find a companion, maybe I can also give birth to a daughter."

Qing Yushang looked at them in astonishment.

Everyone present was filled with surprise, not knowing what to say.

Jun Wuxie supported his forehead with his hand, his face full of black lines.

"You guys should stop, it's getting more and more outrageous.

I think Old Wine is indeed too idle. I don't object to you finding a companion; I fully support it.

Having a daughter is also fine, but don't drag me into it!"

"You're thinking too highly of yourself, did this old man ever say he would marry his daughter to you?

Self-infatuated, daydreaming!"

Old Wine looked indignant.

This kid actually refused; he's really not giving me any face, too much!

"Cough."

Qing Yushang sat down and changed the subject, "Divine Lord Jun, has Yue'er been well in Shengu these years?"

Jun Wuxie was slightly silent, then said, "If楼主 wants to know how Qingyue is, go to Shengu and see for yourself.

Anyway, you will be going to Shengu with me.

It's not that I don't want to tell you about Qingyue's situation, but Qingyue might be somewhat different from how you remember her. I don't know how to say it.

But you can rest assured that these changes are beneficial to her."

"That's very good, that's very good..."

Qing Yushang's heart had tightened at first, but he breathed a sigh of relief after hearing his last sentence, almost getting scared by Divine Lord Jun.

They talked for a long time, chatting in the front yard until late at night before dispersing.

Jun Wuxie and Tan Xirou rested for a night.

The next morning, he constructed a rune array in the Di Shi Starfield, increasing the flow of time here by 150 times.

It only took half a day.

In the afternoon, he took wine and sacrifices to the Martyrs' Cemetery to visit the sacrificed soldiers, spending the whole day with them in the cemetery, talking to them.

He talked about the current situation of the Three Realms, his experiences over the years, the development of the Xuanjia Army, the development of the Imperial Dynasty, and the blueprint for the future.

He didn't leave until the next day, going to the Hall of Heroes.

He found that there were no more remnants of heroic spirits here.

The remnants of souls that were once nurtured in the Hall of Heroes had completely recovered and now possessed flesh and blood again, returning to the Xuanjia ranks.

He was very pleased.

Now, in the entire Lower Realm, only those soldiers sleeping in the Martyrs' Cemetery were sacrificed back then.

"It won't be too long. When I become Emperor, I will summon you back and continue our glorious years.

The future prosperity must have you, otherwise, the prosperity will be flawed and not perfect."

He faced the direction of the Martyrs' Cemetery and made his promise.