Having received everyone’s election, Jun Changxiao became the Martial Alliance Leader. The conference should have been able to conclude perfectly, but suddenly, phenomena arose in the firmament. A majestic throne appeared, setting off the third major sensation!
“This…”
The nine Great Wudi were dumbfounded again.
After the Night Emperor fell, the only remaining Emperor position had been vacant. Today it reappeared in the world—didn’t this represent someone about to become their equal!
“Crack!”
Ye Xingchen looked up at that throne emanating supreme majesty, subconsciously clenched his fist, his gaze flashing with impotent fury.
This Emperor position that should have belonged to him—now he had to watch helplessly as someone else sat on it!
The bedside space—how could he tolerate others snoring there?
Ye Xingchen was very angry, wishing he could roar toward the sky to vent!
Just then, Aniu discovered that Jun Changxiao, standing at the podium, was enveloped by seven-colored flowing light. He thought in shock, “Is he about to break through to Wudi!?”
That’s right.
It was Jun Changxiao.
When the major sects honored the Wangu Sect as premier and him as Martial Alliance Leader not long after, a series of notification sounds came to his ears.
“Ding! Epic quest settlement.”
“Ding! The host successfully advanced the sect to first-rate and obtained recognition from Xingyun Continent’s major sects and even pinnacle powerhouses, meeting the defining conditions. Epic quest completed with 200% completion rate. Host receives 200,000 contribution points!”
“Ding! Sect contribution points: 300,000/100,000.”
“Ding! Sect contribution points overflow…”
It came, it came!
Jun Changxiao’s emotions were a bit uncontrollable as he placed both hands on the podium.
He knew that contribution points were merely secondary. Various rewards and realm advancement were the key points.
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing Epic Quest Thirteen. Obtain Supreme Goods ×1, Seven Mystical Radiance Shattering Remnant Scrolls Seven Purchases ×1, Seal-Opening Symbol (Three) ×1, Sect Function Upgrade ×1, Recycling Pavilion Function ×1.”
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for completing Epic Quest Fourteen. Obtain Divine-Grade Constitution Modification Liquid ×1, Divine-Grade Array Path Aptitude Liquid ×1, Saint-Grade Array Path Aptitude Liquid ×1, Lingyan Pavilion Exclusive Divine Weapon Modification Stone ×2.”
Epic Quest Thirteen, because of its 200% completion rate, not only gave 200,000 contribution points but also various abundant rewards.
In contrast, Epic Quest Fourteen with 100% completion rate was clearly somewhat inferior.
This wasn’t the point. The point was that both quests were completed, the barrier obstructing his realm was pierced through, two immensely vast auras exploded from his dantian, and two energies containing supreme profundities surged into his consciousness sea.
For a time, Jun Changxiao seemed to be in a half-real, half-illusory illusion, his body and soul immersed in an ocean representing the martial path, so comfortable he furrowed his brows slightly and uncontrollably let out a hum.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
At the same time, his entire body was enveloped by seven-colored flowing light. That vast Emperor majesty spread like raging waves in all directions, instantly covering the entire venue.
The aura contained two types: one was immensely profound, the other extremely sharp!
When the nine Great Wudi sensed that terrifying sharp momentum, their facial muscles stiffened again as they exclaimed in unison, “Sword Emperor!”
“…”
Ye Xingchen’s facial expression was truly splendid.
Because Jun Changxiao’s advancement momentum was far stronger than his own back then!
If it were someone else, he might seriously refuse to accept it. But since it was the Sect Master… then so be it. What else could he do?
“Whoosh!”
Just then, Jun Changxiao, carrying seven-colored flowing light, flew out of the venue and hovered before the Emperor Throne suspended in the firmament under the gaze of the multitudes.
He was now a dual Sword-Martial Emperor. Only by sitting on the throne representing supreme status could he obtain heaven and earth’s recognition and the world’s recognition.
“Swish!”
Jun Changxiao sat down.
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Two imposing Emperor auras surged from the throne, instantly rushing toward the entire Xingyun Continent. Ordinary people and warriors without strong cultivation, after being affected, all knelt down uniformly, worshipping and kowtowing with reverence.
“Clang!”
“Clang!”
At the same time, the sword weapons they carried on their backs, hung at their sides, or held all left their sheaths, then flew up to the firmament from all directions, hovering around Jun Changxiao, presenting a magnificent scene of ten thousand swords paying homage.
“Snap! Snap! Snap!”
Li Shangtian outside the venue frequently pressed the photo button, recording the scene of the Sect Master achieving dual Sword-Martial Emperor status today, ascending the supreme Emperor Throne, and causing ten thousand swords to pay homage.
“Two Elders!”
Xi Jingxuan pulled Changsun Fanghua and Leng Xingyue’s hands, both excited and exhilarated: “Sect Master Jun sat on it, he’s a Wudi now!”
“…”
The two Miaohua Palace Elders’ mouths twitched slightly.
Jun Changxiao achieving dual Sword-Martial Emperor status indeed brought them tremendous shock, but ultimately it was someone else’s achievement. Why did their Palace Master seem happier than the Wangu Sect disciples!
And indeed she was.
Li Qingyang, Xiao Zueji, and others looked up at the Sect Master sitting on the Emperor Throne. Though their faces showed smiles, they weren’t surprised, as if this was how it should be.
“The Sect Master is mighty!”
“The Sect Master is mighty!”
Thunderous shouts even rang out from within the Wangu Sect.
At that moment, the pride and honor in the disciples’ eyes became even more intense!
“Ah ah!” Liu Wanshi jumped up and down excitedly, “In the Sect Master’s lifetime, he’s finally ascended to Wudi!”
…
“Sitting isn’t comfortable, it’s a bit hard on the butt.” Jun Changxiao, seated on the Emperor Throne, shook his head, “Not as good as my sect throne.”
“…”
The System was speechless: “Countless powerhouses want to sit in this position, yet the host actually dislikes it. What a lowly wretch.”
“Sect Master Jun!”
The Spirit Emperor transmitted his voice, “Now that you’ve ascended the Emperor Throne, you can announce your Emperor title!”
The ten Great Wudi all had Emperor titles, like Ren Emperor, or like the fallen Night Emperor. Most used their surnames as their Emperor titles.
“Masses!”
Jun Changxiao declared loudly, “From this moment on, call me Handsome Emperor!”
“…”
People across the entire continent collectively fell over.
The System roared, “The Emperor title symbolizes status and position, and will be recorded in history later. Can the host take this seriously!”
“Am I not being serious now?”
“…”
Xingyun Continent had never had a powerhouse with ‘Handsome’ as their Emperor title, so Jun Changxiao taking Handsome Emperor as his title conformed to procedures and regulations.
“Of course.”
He added, “Handsome Emperor is this seat’s minor title. My true major title is—Emperor Sovereign!”
What Spirit Emperor, Jing Emperor, Luan Emperor—utterly vulgar. Jun Changxiao didn’t walk the ordinary path. He wanted to use his own surname combined with the Emperor character to form a completely new and unique title!
I am Emperor.
I am Sovereign.
I am the most handsome Emperor Sovereign!
The System said helplessly, “What’s the difference between this and using the surname to name Jun Emperor?”
“Of course there’s a difference!”
Jun Changxiao said, “Others all use surnames as Emperors. I carry two supreme appellations, after all, Emperor Sovereign signifies Emperor and Sovereign King, which also corresponds to the martial path and sword path.”
“Calling it Jun Emperor doesn’t also represent Sovereign and Emperor!”
“You’re about to retire, why do you still have so much nonsense!”
“It’s precisely because I’m about to retire that I want to roast the host vigorously, because in the future when I roast again, it’ll have to be the readers substituting!”
“Ding! Congratulations to the host for developing the Wangu Sect into the strongest sect within a hundred years with one hundred thousand disciples, meeting the defining conditions. The main storyline quest enters settlement.” The mechanical notification sound in his ears made the two bickering parties fall silent.
“Sigh.”
After a moment, the System sighed, as if forcing a smile: “Ten years was a bit short, but being able to assist a seductive wretch like the host, I’m actually quite happy. The road ahead is still very long—you’ll have to walk it yourself from now on.”
“Before parting.”
Pausing, it said, “I’ll fulfill the host’s final wish.”
“Whoosh whoosh!”
Suddenly, special energy that only Jun Changxiao could see surged around his body, then gradually coalesced into a cape back with the character ‘Sys’ written on it.
“Come!”
“Hit me!”
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