Chapter 127: The Emperor Jun Takes a Disciple (Part 1)

A woman in green robes stood atop a tall tower, gazing across the vast expanse of Chu Capital.

"For the sake of cultivation, is coming to Chu Capital worth it?" the woman in green mused. Back in her remote border town, there were only dozens of Eternal True Gods in the entire city—among them, she was one of the strongest, and life had been comfortable.

"In a remote border town, I could never obtain a powerful inheritance; breaking through to the Chaos Realm was hopeless."

"But here in Chu Capital, I quickly acquired an inheritance suited to me—even gained considerable resources—and now my strength rivals the peak of an Eternal True God." The woman thought.

She now had both inheritance and resources, her strength had risen, she had mastered several Chaos Realm techniques, and a glimmer of hope for breaking through had appeared.

"I've gained opportunity—but trouble has come too," the woman in green sighed. "If not for my friend Marquis Chu Le, I'd likely be wishing for death."

"Yet Marquis Chu Le, as a third-rank royal marquis, holds no real power."

The woman had been in Chu Capital a long time. She established the Qianyu Tower, gradually drawing guests with her musical illusions. Many noble patrons even adored her. Chu Capital was rife with factions; she paid dearly to secure cultivation inheritance and some resources.

"I've been cautious here—every step deliberate, even dared not control any noble patron's mind. Yet trouble still came." The woman felt deeply troubled.

Chu Capital's power structures were deeply entangled; even first-rank royal marquises fought fiercely among themselves. She, a mere Eternal True God, had been swept into a dark vortex despite all her caution.

"Hmm?" The woman in green suddenly spotted two figures arriving.

A man in black robes, accompanied by a simple-minded servant.

"Luohe the Great Sage?"

The woman in green recognized them at once, her heart jolted—she felt as if the sky had brightened. She immediately went forward to greet them.

The main tower of Qianyu Tower.

"Just play a few of your best pieces," Luo Feng sat there, while Mo Luo Sa munched and drank beside him—he was long accustomed to his master's fondness for music. But as a Jieshou, he had no interest in it.

Luo Feng was genuinely intrigued. At the Dao Discourse Banquet, many performers had appeared, but such settings were unsuitable for practicing the Seven Emotions Refining Soul Method.

Before arriving, Luo Feng had gathered intelligence.

Of the three musicians most skilled in musical illusions at the banquet, this woman in green was named "Yu Youyi," hailing from a remote border town of Yanfeng Ancient Nation. She was now embroiled in a major crisis tied to General Xue Chi of Chu Capital.

"In a place like Chu Capital, you can't simply hide from trouble," Luo Feng thought. When he first arrived, he had secluded himself and avoided conflict—yet Marquis Chu Yuan, Marquis Chu Ji, and his three guest advisors still joined forces against him.

Only after transcending the Chaos Realm could one truly rise above it all.

Of the three musical masters at the Dao Discourse Banquet, Luo Feng chose her deliberately—he intended to help her once.

"Shhhhhhh~~~"

The woman in green stood there, streams of water swirling around her, each stream a musical instrument. The sound rose like the voice of heaven and earth itself—resonating with the laws of cosmic operation, stirring Luo Feng's soul deeply.

Luo Feng had already activated the Seven Emotions Refining Soul Method, deepening his immersion.

Moved by emotion, tears welled unbidden.

"Hmm?" The woman in green was startled—how could someone weep just from listening to music?

She dared not stop, focusing entirely on her musical illusion.

As long as Luo Feng didn't say to stop, she dared not pause.

"This Luohe Great Sage seems easily moved by music? Yet at the Dao Discourse Banquet, he showed no reaction." The woman in green had full confidence in her musical illusions.

She observed Luo Feng closely while performing, ensuring not a single flaw.

"That's enough," Luo Feng suddenly spoke.

The woman in green halted at once.

"That's all for today," Luo Feng rose and walked out.

Cultivators live too long, endure too much—emotions grow numb.

The Seven Emotions Refining Soul Method can violently stir the soul, but over time, repeated intense stimulation dulls it. So occasional use suffices.

"The Seven Emotions Refining Soul Method is merely a supplement. The Great Destruction Refining Soul Method is the foundation." Luo Feng shifted from the Seven Emotions Method to the Great Destruction Method.

Luo Feng was long accustomed to the agony of refining his soul-will. Sustained refinement kept his soul brimming with fighting spirit.

"How much?" Mo Luo Sa, seeing his master rise, instantly swept away the food and wine before them, then turned to the woman in green.

"The presence of Luohe Great Sage at Qianyu Tower is our greatest honor—we require no payment," the woman said.

Mo Luo Sa frowned: "My master dislikes taking advantage. Tell me the price."

"Ten cosmic sands will suffice," the woman could only reply.

Mo Luo Sa waved his hand—ten cosmic sands flew out, then he swiftly followed Luo Feng away.

The woman in green hurried after them.

She saw them vanish into the sky. "They're just gone?" She felt both elated and uneasy.

…

Marquis Chu Yu's Mansion.

"Luohe went to Qianyu Tower?" Emperor Chu Yu received word immediately. Given Luo Feng's current strength, Emperor Chu Yu closely monitored his every move—partly fearing other first-rank marquises might sway him, partly worried he'd failed in some way and damaged their relationship.

Emperor Chu Yu knew well: even former friends aren't friends forever.

Friendship requires maintenance.

"In Huyang City, Luohe loved listening to music—and often became deeply immersed, sometimes even losing composure," Emperor Chu Yu smiled. Back then, Luo Feng's lapse had led Huyang City's Eternal True Gods to believe his soul-will was weak, that he was an ordinary cultivator.

That led to Luo Feng's first action in Huyang City—he reached out and seized the True God Heart of the Vice Chairman of the Demon Association.

"At the Dao Discourse Banquet, he listened to Yu Youyi's musical illusions. Now he's come privately… clearly he's quite fond of them." Emperor Chu Yu thought, then immediately ordered his personal attendant.

"Take my marquis seal and go to Qianyu Tower," Emperor Chu Yu commanded.

"Yes, Marquis," the attendant replied at once.

…

!.

Luo Feng's single visit to Qianyu Tower drew attention from many factions in Chu Capital!

For they knew this "Luohe Great Sage" was fiercely righteous, with few ordinary hobbies—only a fondness for fine food and wine, and for music!

Yu Youyi's name was now collected by many factions.

"Luohe Great Sage enjoys your musical illusions—that's your great fortune. Here is my Marquis Chu Yu's seal. Show it if you face trouble. You may also send word to me directly." The personal attendant of a first-rank royal marquis held high status in the outside world. Arriving at Qianyu Tower with several guards, he handed the seal to Yu Youyi.

After delivering the seal, the attendants departed.

Yu Youyi held the Marquis Chu Yu seal—she felt all her troubles vanish, utterly freed.

Even without the seal, the mere fact that a transcendent Chaos Realm cultivator came to Qianyu Tower to listen to her music… would be enough to make General Xue Chi wary.

Luo Feng's days in Chu Capital were peaceful.

When he was at the peak of the Chaos Realm, many factions dared provoke him, clashed with him over interests. But now that he had transcended the Chaos Realm, all of them actively sought to befriend him—including the first-rank marquises.

"Of the seven first-rank marquises of Emperor Chu's lineage, the other six are formidable," Luo Feng judged from intelligence and personal contact, "only Marquis Chu Yuan is somewhat deranged."

During this time, only Marquis Chu Yuan had avoided Luo Feng entirely, refusing to meet him.

Luo Feng knew: Marquis Chu Yuan carried the bloodline of the Thunder Ancient Nation's royal family and also cultivated using the Hunsuan bloodline. His ferocity and madness stemmed fundamentally from his cultivation path.

"Luohe, Luohe," Luo Feng suddenly received a message: "Hurry, prepare—the Old Ancestor's personal guards have arrived."

Luo Feng, meditating in his quiet chamber, was startled.

The Old Ancestor was none other than Emperor Chu, one of the Thirteen Emperor Jun of Yanfeng Ancient Nation. Why had the Emperor Jun's personal guards come? Based on Emperor Chu Yu's earlier speculation, the Emperor Jun might be taking a disciple.

"Huh."

Luo Feng swiftly left his chamber and waited calmly. Mo Luo Sa, sensing his master's emergence, hurried over.

"Master, you're out so soon?" Mo Luo Sa said.

"A distinguished guest is coming," Luo Feng instructed. "Be careful."

"A distinguished guest?" Mo Luo Sa understood, and waited attentively.

Soon, nine figures appeared in midair. One was Emperor Chu Yu; the other eight wore armor of Emperor Chu Palace personal guards, though their armor styles differed.

Leading them was a figure of black water, clad in black armor etched with crimson arcane patterns.

"The Old Ancestor has three personal guard generals. This one is General Xuanjiao," Emperor Chu Yu introduced. "General Xuanjiao, this is the guest cultivator Luohe."

General Xuanjiao was massive, black water slowly flowing within his armor. His eyes, formed of black water, were utterly lifeless. Merely gazing at Luo Feng and Mo Luo Sa, he brought a suffocating pressure upon them.

As he was watched, the heavens and earth fell into deathly silence—silence enveloped them.

"According to intelligence, the Old Ancestor's three personal guard generals are not cultivators, but mysterious beings," Luo Feng thought upon first encountering General Xuanjiao—he sensed an immense gap between them.

"Not cultivators, yet so powerful?" Luo Feng knew Yanfeng Ancient Nation held too many secrets—even the many opportunities granted by the mysterious "Yuan" were largely monopolized by the two ancient nations.

"Master, this General Xuanjiao is terrifying. I can feel—I'd be obliterated in one strike," Mo Luo Sa sent a mental message to Luo Feng.

Luo Feng immediately bowed: "Greetings, General Xuanjiao."

The ordinary guards were merely Eternal True Gods, boosted to Chaos Realm strength by external power.

"Luohe," General Xuanjiao looked at Luo Feng, his tone slightly warmer. "The Emperor Jun intends to take you as a disciple. Do you accept? If so, come with me to Emperor Chu Palace. If not—I return and report."

(End of Chapter)