Chapter 1806: And the Mediocre Emperor Goes to the Earth Dungeon

“A Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher?” Gu Saint Yan Qing and the others felt their throats go dry, their faces filled with disbelief. “Are you referring to… the type of Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher like Master Kong?”

It was no wonder they couldn’t believe it. Since Master Kong, no one had been acknowledged by Heaven as a Master Teacher. And now Zhang Xuan was one?

“Yes!” Master Yang nodded. “A Master Teacher acknowledged by both heaven and earth!”

“But he…” Gu Saint Yan Qing and the others trembled, speechless.

A Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher, someone who appears only once every tens of thousands of years, holds far greater importance than the Spring and Autumn Codex. Yet, they had forced him to commit suicide…

If they could make the choice again, they would rather have died themselves.

“One person annihilated 110,000 Fae experts, and every one of his students is so powerful… I should have realized it sooner…” Gu Saint Yan Qing sank to the ground with a thud, his eyes wide and vacant, unable to utter another word.

Had they known he was a Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher, they would never have forced him or demanded an explanation from the Master Teacher Pavilion. Now… it was too late for anything.

“Fortunately, he didn’t die… But where did he go?” Knowing that Zhang Xuan had refined Zhang Hongtian’s blood and thus wouldn’t die so easily, Gu Saint Yan Qing looked over with confusion.

“I don’t know either…” Master Yang shook his head, his eyes clouded with worry.

After his senior brother’s apparent suicide, he tried to intervene, but discovered the “body” had vanished into thin air, leaving no trace. Its precise location had become a complete mystery.

“Send people to search for him immediately,” Gu Saint Yan Qing said after a pause. “The matter of the Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher must not be revealed for now, unless… he reaches the Ancient Saint level!”

Only at the Ancient Saint level would he possess true self-preservation capabilities. Otherwise, if the Fae knew, they would be far more alarmed than humanity would be by obtaining the Spring and Autumn Codex. It was highly probable they would send Ancient Saints to assassinate him.

“Mm,” Master Yang nodded. He had known this for a long time; otherwise, he wouldn’t have kept the information to himself.

“Once he reaches the Ancient Saint level and reveals his identity as a Heaven-Acknowledged Master Teacher, all misunderstandings will be cleared up…” a Master Teacher commented.

Due to the propaganda spread by Emperor Chen Ling and Emperor Chen Xing, humanity currently harbored significant prejudice against Zhang Xuan. However, once his true identity was revealed, all these misconceptions would instantly vanish, leaving not a trace of blemish.

A Master Teacher acknowledged by Heaven itself—who would dare claim he wasn’t worthy of the title?

“This is the only way…” Master Yang sighed.

Inside the bell tower, everyone was filled with righteous indignation and voluntarily pledged to advocate for Zhang Xuan in the future. Yet, they failed to notice two figures leaning against a corner of a broken wall in a dark part of the room.

It was a young man and a boy.

The boy’s face was somewhat pale, indicating he had sustained severe injuries.

Listening to the conversation among the group, the young man smiled and shook his head. Instead of getting involved with the others, he turned to the boy beside him, his gaze filled with concern.

“How are you?”

“Don’t worry, Young Master, I won’t die just yet!” The boy shook his head, his eyes flashing. “I should be able to hold on until we find those two traitors!”

This boy was indeed Wu Chen, also known as Emperor Chen Yong.

Having been plotted against by Emperor Xing and Emperor Ling, enduring a great battle against Gu Saint Yan Qing and others, and then being ambushed by those two, even if humanity had spared his life, he would have long since reached his physical limit.

If not for his burning desire to personally eliminate his enemies, he surely would have collapsed long ago.

“Good, that’s good!” The young man opposite him nodded, relieved that he could still hold on.

“What about you, Young Master?” Emperor Chen Yong asked, looking at him with concern. “Your cultivation hasn’t reached the Blood Rebirth stage, and forcibly damaging your body, though not life-threatening, will cause immense damage and make a quick recovery difficult…”

The “Young Master” he referred to was, of course, Zhang Xuan.

Even Blood Rebirth experts, once defeated, require time and power to recover. Since the other party was only at the Golden God realm, forcing such an act would result in even greater damage.

“After ten days of recuperation, I’m still quite weak. Right now, I might not even be able to contend with a Saint Realm 1-dan expert. However, my injuries are nearly healed, and once fully recovered, regaining my strength will be easy…”

Zhang Xuan gave a bitter smile.

He hadn’t expected the aftereffects of Blood Rebirth to be so significant.

However, possessing the Heaven’s Path cultivation method and abundant spiritual energy, it would be extremely simple to recover his original strength once his injuries were fully healed.

Emperor Chen Yong nodded, saying nothing further.

The 110,000 soldiers slain by Zhang Xuan were all under the command of Emperor Chen Xing and Emperor Chen Ling, and thus had little to do with Emperor Chen Yong. Moreover, Zhang Xuan was favored by the Young Lady and was also his savior. Despite the racial divide, Emperor Chen Yong harbored no significant resentment.

He remained willing to follow his commands.

“Are you certain the Fae tribe’s Heaven-Worshipping Altar can communicate with the Spirit God?” Zhang Xuan asked, pausing before looking at him.

His self-imposed severance from the Master Teacher Pavilion wasn’t because he was afraid to face anything; rather, he wanted to use the opportunity to resolve the Fae tribe’s threat and, concurrently, to search for Luo Ruoxi’s whereabouts.

Thus, he changed his appearance, and as soon as his body had somewhat recovered, he had Emperor Chen Yong lead the way here.

“Yes, that’s how I established communication with the Spirit God!” Emperor Chen Yong nodded.

The Spirit God had already returned to its own world. To communicate with it, one could only do so through a special ritual, which required a larger altar and specific steps, and could only be performed within the Fae tribe’s domain.

“That’s good then…” Zhang Xuan breathed a sigh of relief.

He wanted to ascertain Luo Ruoxi’s exact location before going to find her. Therefore, the Fae tribe became an unavoidable destination.

“However, Young Master,” Emperor Chen Yong said, expressing his worry, “this kind of large-scale ritual requires the cooperation of many tribesmen, and even Ancient Saints. My current concern is that Emperor Chen Ling and Emperor Chen Xing have already announced my death and laid out an inescapable trap…”

In his prime, he naturally wouldn’t fear any situation, but now… if they were to be besieged, it would truly be a dead end.

“Let’s take it one step at a time!” Zhang Xuan shook his head.

There was no point in overthinking it now; they would just have to proceed one step at a time and adapt to circumstances when the moment came.

He believed that with their combined abilities in disguise, as long as they didn’t actively reveal their identities, infiltrating the Fae imperial family wouldn’t be difficult.

“Everyone, the snowstorm has stopped. We will now enter the Ice and Snow Caverns. Is anyone joining us? I am Wu Kuang, at the peak of the Primeval Spirit realm. Following me will ensure your safety…” As the two were chatting, “Brother Wu” in the crowd stood up again and surveyed the group.

Among them, he was indeed the strongest. With the Fae tribe no longer posing a threat in the Ice and Snow Caverns, an expert at the peak of the Primeval Spirit realm could certainly ensure the safety of many.

Zhang Xuan looked outside and saw that the snowstorm had indeed ceased. Cold air poured in through the dilapidated bell tower, causing everyone’s clothes to flap.

“I will!” “I will too…” A dozen or so people stood up simultaneously, their eyes gleaming.

Venturing with him would at least provide a guarantee of safety.

“We will too…” Zhang Xuan and the boy also stood up.