Editor: Misty Cloud Translations
The sound of this ascension lightning tribulation reached not only them, but even so reclusive masters.
"Another lightning tribulation from ascension? Who is preparing to ascend this ti?"
"We’ll see soon enough." As he spoke, another elder seated at the stone table swept his hand, causing a mirrored surface to materialize in the void.
"Huh? Him again?" The other, stroking his beard, paused, his gaze fixed in surprise on the figure within the mirror’s reflection.
"Oh? You know him?" The two across from him turned to look at the elder.
All three were Emperor-level powerhouses, though they had largely withdrawn from the world for years, almost living in seclusion. Yet, events had unfolded too rapidly in recent tis—especially the recent annihilation of three Emperors by the Phoenix Empress. This had brought the trio together to discuss these matters and the figure of Feng Jiu.
Little did they expect that while gathered here, they would encounter news of yet another powerful being preparing for ascension.
"You two likely aren’t aware, but I happen to know sothing about him," the speaking elder chuckled, stroking his beard. After glancing at the other two, he turned his gaze to the figure in the void’s projection and declared, "This man cos from a formidable lineage. Setting aside his other identities, his most renowned title is that of Feng Jiu’s husband—Xuanyuan Mo Ze."
"Xuanyuan Mo Ze? He’s the husband of the Phoenix Empress?" The speaker was a middle-aged-looking Great Emperor. He studied the figure in the image and remarked, "Though I’ve never seen him, his na is as thunderous as it is familiar!"
"So it’s him. I’ve heard he’s both the Star of Misfortune and the Heaven-Mandated Emperor. His destiny is to rule the world as a sovereign. Seeing him today, I must say he fits that description perfectly." Another elder spoke, observing the black-robed man undergoing lightning tribulation. Suddenly, his expression shifted.
"Look," the elder remarked in surprise, his gaze fixed on Xuanyuan Mo Ze within the scene. "The aura surrounding him seems... different."
"What’s that dark aura?" The other two paused, clearly taken aback by this unexpected sight.
"Dark aura has always been the domain of devilry cultivators, or those practicing dark arts—practices despised by righteous cultivators. How could Xuanyuan Mo Ze possess such an aura? Could it be... he’s practicing demonic cultivation?" The elder frowned, turning to the others.
"Since Feng Jiu is a celestial cultivator, her husband couldn’t possibly be a devilry cultivator. There must be sothing amiss here," another mused thoughtfully. "Perhaps we should observe further, or wait until he ascends. That might reveal the reason."
"If he is a devilry cultivator, are we simply to let him ascend?" an elder frowned, asking.
Hearing this, the other two glanced at him and countered, "What else can we do? Do you dare stop him? Setting aside Xuanyuan Mo Ze’s strength, just look at Feng Jiu—we discussed it earlier. She single-handedly defeated three Great Emperors. With power like that, is there any Great Emperor in the Upper Immortal Realm who could stand against her?"
The middle-aged Great Emperor paused, lifted his tea, took a sip, and said, " I intend to cultivate a relationship with Feng Jiu, not antagonize her. There’s no chance of victory. In fact, I ca here hoping to explore the possibility of forming an alliance through marriage between our children."
"An alliance through marriage?" The two elders froze. "We’ve heard she has children, but since her ascension, there’s been no news at all!"
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