Chapter 404: Invincible

“The father-in-law is here to kill the son-in-law!”

Siyunxiang's small face was flushed with excitement. "The Emperor wanted to execute him, so the Cult Master was forced to rebel. He rallied the power of my Heavenly Saint Cult to overthrow the Emperor and become Emperor himself. However, Princess Xiu married the Cult Master and became one of his imperial consorts. Though her heart yearned for her lover, she also had to avenge her father's death, struggling with internal conflict while fending off schemes in the imperial harem. Then there's Saintess Xiang—that's me—who intends to kill the Cult Master and become Emperor myself. Princess Xiu would have to both thwart my schemes in the harem to protect the Cult Master, and simultaneously kill the Cult Master. What a truly tragic romance!"

Ling Yuxiu rolled her eyes at her. "Xiang, you're thinking too much. My father came this time because of Feather Clan Chief Yu Zhaoqing. To settle so many Feather tribesmen, he had to come in person. Moreover, the Feather Clan Chief is the master of the Feather Realm, so he absolutely had to host her personally. He certainly isn't here to kill the cowherd."

Qin Mu's flute melody was melodious. One by one, flood dragons swam into view before them.

Almost simultaneously, a series of dragon roars could be heard. Dragon energy surged across the sky as Emperor Yanfeng descended from the heavens.

The Emperor's purpose for coming this time was not entirely as Ling Yuxiu had said. He came not only for Yu Zhaoqing and the Feather tribe but also for Ling Yuxiu. The blind man had abducted Ling Yuxiu and led the Emperor to the Great Thunderclap Monastery, forcing him to discuss Buddhist scriptures with Tathagata for several days before he could escape.

Not long ago, Qin Mu had sent someone with a memorial to the Emperor. After receiving it, he immediately rushed here, leaving his imperial guards and Janissaries far behind. This was to demand an explanation and mete out punishment.

This fellow was incredibly audacious. He had even forcibly taken his own daughter! Even if he hadn't forcibly taken her, Ling Yuxiu would have gone with him if he had simply asked, but forcibly taking her was unacceptable! What's more, that night the old blind man had given him a chicken, saying it was to invite his prospective in-law to eat chicken and drink wedding wine. This gave him a bad feeling; he felt as if his family's prized cabbage had been rooted up by a pig, and he was deeply hurt by it.

However, as Emperor Yanfeng landed in the manor, he began to feel something was amiss.

The atmosphere of this manor felt somewhat off. The old blind man who had abducted his daughter stood there. He was short in stature, but his presence was immensely grand, and black dragon bones swirled around him, exuding a chilling aura of killing intent.

In front of the various halls, formidable heroines stood, radiating killing intent. Emperor Yanfeng's eyes twitched. Among these women was even his birth mother, the Empress Dowager!

"The Empress Dowager has been away from the palace for half a year," he muttered. "I had someone investigate, and it turned out she had received news of the Jade-faced Poison King and went after him."

Emperor Yanfeng's face immediately turned ashen. He thought to himself, "How can I allow such a disgraceful affair to happen to the imperial family? So I secretly ordered information about the Jade-faced Poison King to be leaked, luring out his mistresses to pursue him together, intending to use them to force the Empress Dowager back. What? It seems the Empress Dowager has reconciled with these old rivals and plans to stay here with them?"

He wanted to cry but had no tears. The women of the Ling family were known for their bold demeanor, unlike other demure young ladies; they dared to pursue their own happiness. But family scandals should not be aired publicly, and the Emperor's dignity still mattered.

Emperor Yanfeng then looked at Granny Si. His mind went blank, and he felt his lips dry and tongue parched. The three thousand beauties of his harem instantly faded in comparison.

When Qin Mu had rescued him from the Old Dao Master and Old Tathagata, he had arranged for him to stay here. Emperor Yanfeng remembered the place, but he had never seen Granny Si's true face. Granny Si had always used a bamboo pole to pass him his meals.

Now that Emperor Yanfeng saw Granny Si's true face, he was instantly struck by her otherworldly beauty, feeling somewhat lost in his soul.

Qin Mu called out loudly, "Your Majesty, do you still want your empire? That is Cult Master Li!"

Emperor Yanfeng suppressed the shock in his heart, quickly averted his gaze, and dared not look again. Granny Si chuckled. "You brat, spoiling my fun! Otherwise, this empire would already belong to our Heavenly Saint Cult! Emperor, have your injuries healed? Has your cultivation returned to its peak? If not, I'm afraid you're in for it!"

Emperor Yanfeng's gaze shifted, landing on Yu Zhaoqing. He saw that this woman was somewhat different from humans, like someone from a foreign land. He thought to himself, "Is she the Feather Clan Chief mentioned in Minister Qin's memorial? Her cultivation is also extremely powerful... Who are they preparing for?"

Just as he thought this, he then saw the Cripple in his wheelchair and the Deaf Man painting furiously in the hall. His gaze then involuntarily turned, watching the young man descending from the mountain.

Emperor Yanfeng's mind was greatly shaken. He looked at the young man carrying a box on his back. The young man appeared not much older, but he exuded an incredibly powerful aura, even more formidable than deities from the heavens!

"I should have brought the Sun-Shooting Divine Cannon!"

Emperor Yanfeng gritted his teeth. His divine treasures had been too severely damaged, and his cultivation had not fully recovered yet. However, Qin Mu had gathered the world's most skilled diviners and established a spatial-numerical model of the divine bridge, allowing him to decipher many secrets for repairing divine treasures. Now, his cultivation had recovered by ninety percent, making him a top expert in the current age.

But facing this young man, he felt like a dragon whose vital point had been seized, about to be flayed and dismembered. Extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than the Old Dao Master and Old Tathagata!

"The Emperor's cultivation is not bad either."

Xing An looked at him and bowed. "This humble recluse, Xing An, greets Your Majesty. Your Majesty's magic power has reached a near-divine level. Your divine treasures, having been destroyed once and then rebuilt, are stronger than anyone else's divine treasures. They are worth collecting!"

His eyes were the blind man's divine eyes. There seemed to be a strange magical power in them, capable of seeing through everything about others. With a single glance, he saw that Emperor Yanfeng had rebuilt stronger after being broken, and the stability of his divine treasures was almost unparalleled in the world. He couldn't help but feel a thrill of discovery.

Emperor Yanfeng felt as if he had become prey, targeted by a hunter. His heart tightened.

Xing An then looked at the blind man, showing surprise and praising him. "Fellow Daoist, your spiritual essence is so powerful. Although I dug out your eyes, you forged a new path, reaching another peak of divine eyes. Is this a mind-eye? Using your primordial spirit to replace divine eyes, a mind-eye is unparalleled in the world. I really like your primordial spirit."

The blind man snorted coldly.

Xing An then looked at Yu Zhaoqing, his eyes lighting up as he praised her, "This skin is excellent. I'll need to clear a shelf in my box to put your skin."

His gaze fell upon the Cripple in the wheelchair, then he moved his gaze away from the Cripple. The Cripple was furious, gritting his teeth and saying, "You old immortal, give me back my legs!"

Xing An ignored him. His gaze went straight to the Deaf Man, who was painting vigorously in a nearby hall. He praised him, "Your mind holds a myriad of landscapes, gods, and ghosts, with countless intricacies, allowing you to paint a grand world with your brush. I like your brain."

The Deaf Man stopped painting and looked at him.

Xing An's gaze then moved away from the various women. He paid them no mind. Although many of the women pursuing the Apothecary were powerful figures, well-known martial arts veterans, and even some extraordinary cult master-level women, most did not reach a level worthy of his attention.

Finally, his gaze landed on Granny Si. He showed surprise, but was not charmed by Granny Si's beauty. He murmured, "A mortal? How can a mortal possess such beauty? This body, I want it too..."

"You're too late!"

Li Tianxing sneered. "Xing An, this body is mine!"

"Cult Master Li, is it?"

Xing An smiled slightly and said leisurely, "I once saw you; back then, you were full of grand ambitions and aspirations for the world. What made you become like this? Ah, yes, it's this god-like beauty that made you lose yourself in it. You planted your primordial spirit within the Dao heart of this body, intending to usurp it and become its master. However, I have my eye on this work of art. You'll just have to move out."

Li Tianxing smiled captivatingly; even women would be mesmerized by her smile. But Xing An was unmoved. He looked around with delight and said, "I came this time to find Cult Master Qin to treat me, but I didn't expect to encounter so many works of art worth collecting! What a blessing! Everyone, everyone!"

He bowed to everyone, overjoyed. "Thank you all!"

The Cripple could no longer hold back. He pushed his wheelchair forward with both hands, charging, and said sternly, "Although I am a divine leg, I am also a divine hand! The Heaven-Stealing Sun-Changing Profound Art is not just leg work..."

*Whoosh—*

The wheelchair flew up. The Cripple's hands shifted through a thousand changes, dazzling the eyes. The Heaven-Stealing Sun-Changing Profound Art was divided into the Heaven-Stealing Divine Leg and the Sun-Changing Divine Hand. The Cripple was known as a divine thief, and his hand techniques were also terrifyingly powerful, ignoring all seals and restrictions, capable of "stealing from heaven and changing the sun"!

The wheelchair shattered. The Cripple was sent flying backward, crashing into the hall, where he lay on the ground, unable to get up.

"Divine Hand, you're still a bit lacking."

Xing An burst into laughter and turned to grab behind him. A dragon's roar was heard as his palm clamped down, gripping the tip of the spear that the blind man had thrust forward. The large black spear in the blind man's hand was the Dragon Trapping Divine Spear, formed from black dragon bones. The spear struck like a dragon, with dragon roars and cries; his footsteps shifted, and the spear became a phantom, as if countless black dragons were fiercely lunging at Xing An!

In terms of spear mastery alone, the blind man's attainment was already at a supreme level. Even Dragon Herder Lord, caught off guard and at close quarters, would be defeated by him in an instant.

Although he had no eyes, his mind-eye was stronger than a divine eye. It could see through all weaknesses in techniques. The Dragon Trapping Spear moved as he wished, its attacks fiercely unparalleled.

However, he had encountered an even more terrifying existence. Xing An's eyes were his divine eyes, only slightly inferior to the mind-eye, but Xing An's magic power was god-like. Each time he blocked an attack, the Dragon Trapping Spear trembled incessantly. The blind man's short body also shook from the impact; he had to retreat to dissipate the force, his hands growing numb.

"Ha!"

The blind man's eyebrows and whiskers bristled with fury, his Black Tortoise primordial spirit emerged behind him, and he unleashed all his strength. At the same time, the Empress Dowager and the other women rushed forward. Instantly, various lights erupted across the entire manor, and divine abilities surged forth powerfully.

*Boom!*

Cries of alarm rang out. The Empress Dowager and the women were sent flying backward, spitting blood. Xing An laughed, "You don't even pique my interest enough to collect you. There's no need for you to come out and make a fool of yourselves!"

"Hitting my mother? I'll kill you! Roar—"

Emperor Yanfeng's body trembled violently, his vital energy erupted, and his divine treasures roared open. Dragon roars and tiger cries emanated from his layers of divine treasures. With a stretch of his hand, nine-dragon divine fire descended from the sky, blasting towards Xing An.

Xing An smiled slightly. Suddenly, the top of his skull opened, and the skullcap flew out, resembling a large golden alms bowl. With a *whoosh*, it absorbed the nine-dragon divine fire into the golden alms bowl. The golden alms bowl then transformed back into a skullcap, which remained on his head.

Emperor Yanfeng was startled. Celestial dragons coiled around his body, and he engaged in close-quarters combat. He joined forces with the blind man to besiege Xing An.

At the same time, the Deaf Man, with a brush as thick as a rafter, flicked it with force. The freshly painted pictures flew out of the hall with a *whoosh*. The Deaf Man held his brush, leaping about swiftly. Suddenly, his form sank and disappeared into one of the paintings. The brush then pierced out from the painting, sweeping across Xing An, who involuntarily fell into the painting.

The paintings stood upright in the air, fluttering with a *whoosh*. Inside the paintings, countless gods and demons were seen, besieging Xing An within the artwork. Xing An moved within the paintings, striking down the gods and demons, turning them into puddles of ink.

Suddenly, the Deaf Man leaped out from the painting. He swept his large brush across all the paintings.

A series of earth-shattering explosions rang out. The paintings collapsed inward, then violently exploded, their power terrifying beyond measure!

The Deaf Man sighed in relief. Suddenly, a palm pierced out from the center of the explosion, striking the Deaf Man's chest. The blind man quickly threw the Dragon Trapping Spear, which transformed into a black dragon and coiled around that arm. The combined power of the two erupted, and the Deaf Man was sent flying backward, spitting blood, falling prostrate on the ground!

The Deaf Man got up, spitting another mouthful of blood. His limbs went limp, and he collapsed onto the ground, rasping, "His magic power and physical body are too strong. I can't hurt him, but he's trapped in my painting. Hurry, I can't hold him for long..."

Emperor Yanfeng's figure charged into the center of the explosion. A multitude of dragons danced, battling Xing An. At the same time, the blind man's Dragon Trapping Black Spear continuously thrust towards the center of the explosion, swift as lightning. But it didn't harm Emperor Yanfeng; instead, every thrust was precisely aimed at Xing An.

"It's my turn!"

Li Tianxing let out a long cry and flew forward!