Chapter 1241 - 1241: I Could Take You as My Little Brother

The thirteenfold sword realm—none of these ten divine monarchs had attained it.

The celestial palace had a total of ninety divine monarchs. There were quite a few at the eleventh and twelfth layers of sword dao, but no one at the thirteenth.

Perhaps the only one who could reach that level had not shown his hand in years—the unfathomable Celestial Emperor!

When they realized that in swordsmanship, they were left far behind by a Celestial Venerable, how could they not feel a pang of fear?

"How did he do it..."

"Just what kind of person is he..."

Before this, they always thought Jiang Cheng's position as Hidden Emperor was a joke.

Just a mere Celestial Venerable wanting to stand shoulder to shoulder with the Celestial Emperor?

If not for that wager, you wouldn't even be able to hold the title of a Seventh-grade Immortal Official.

And now, they inexplicably birthed a thought—perhaps he truly deserved the title of Hidden Emperor.

As this thought emerged, they found it incredibly inconceivable.

Qiu Yuxuan was a peerless talent—everyone acknowledged this.

Her talent had been tested during her entry into King Jia's Dojo. Her rise through the Heaven-Ascending Secret Realm, her rapid progress in the Sword Pavilion, her meteoric ascent on the Emperor Sword Star—all these had traces to follow.

The divine monarchs knew her growth trajectory and could understand why she was able to achieve such great heights.

But Jiang Cheng—they couldn't comprehend.

Suddenly looking back, they realized they didn't really understand this 'black sheep' who was the subject of the bet.

What was his talent, how did he possess so many sword hearts, when did he comprehend his sword dao...

No one knew.

This person had been in their sights for so many years, yet seemed like he suddenly emerged out of nowhere today.

Catching them completely off guard.

And Qiu Yuxuan herself, upon witnessing the thirteenfold sword dao world, felt a deep sense of defeat in her beautiful eyes for the first time.

As the one who saw the most potential in Jiang Cheng, she also didn't know how Sect Leader Jiang achieved it.

Without relying on the support of the Emperor Sword Star, his achievements in swordsmanship left her eight streets behind.

In front of him, she, the Emperor Sword Star Lord who was supposed to oversee the sacred land of swordsmanship, seemed like a joke.

Silently, she made a certain decision in her heart.

Meanwhile, in the field, Yu Liu Daoist Venerable, who was directly facing Jiang Cheng's attack, was struck dumb.

In this state of existential crisis, his form, clad in gold light, scattered quickly like willow fluff swept by a fierce wind, dissolving into countless golden specks of light.

Yu Liu Daoist Venerable could no longer maintain the state of Gathering Spirit and Inviting Spirit.

"No..."

At this moment, he finally felt the true fear of death.

There was only one Huayuan Slip, and he could no longer escape death.

As the sword in front of him rapidly enlarged, filling his entire vision and divine thought, he was utterly despaired.

And just then, a tall yet emaciated figure in a cyan robe appeared in front of him.

The Gold and Silver Sword Hedge, beyond the chosen two, allowed no one to intervene.

Thus, King Shi and King Jing, among other divine monarchs, could only worry futilely.

But now, a third person suddenly appeared within it.

Facing the thirteenfold sword dao realm, this person merely waved his long sleeve.

Then, like wind dispersing clouds, the sword dao realm vanished into thin air.

The previous destruction and slaughter were all gone in an instant!

This method could be deemed divine intervention, having transcended the normal scope of battle, yet being a method of the Heavenly Dao.

Upon seeing this figure, the ten divine monarchs bowed down in fright.

"Greetings, Emperor Xiu!"

On the Purple Jade Platform, aside from Qiu Yuxuan, the other immortal officials and star lords also bowed.

"Welcome, Emperor Xiu!"

And below the Purple Jade Platform, the ordinary immortal officials roared like a landslide and tsunami.

"Paying respects to the Heavenly Emperor of Cultivation!"

Brother Cheng was nearly dumbfounded by the scene.

Because the man in the cyan robe before him wasn't the true body.

With a probe of the divine soul, one could perceive it was just a sliver of consciousness, not even a split soul, let alone a clone.

Simply put, this was just an incomplete projection.

Could such a spectacle be made with just a projection?

He found that the Celestial Emperor's prominence wasn't average at all.

The Yu Liu Daoist Venerable, who thought he was doomed, was ecstatic.

"I've seen you, Imperial Father!"

He then impatiently leaped out, pointing at Jiang Cheng and hurling abuses.

"You scum, how dare you truly attempt to kill me!"

"You've got some nerve!"

"Am I someone you can kill?"

He danced gleefully, recovering his arrogance.

"You're finished, I tell you, this time you're utterly finished!"

"As a servant of the Celestial Palace, daring to bite the master, you will pay a heavy price..."

Perhaps having narrowly escaped death twice revealed his spoiled nature thoroughly.

But the projection of Emperor Xiu in front of him remained expressionless, not even sparing a glance.

It simply gazed calmly at Jiang Cheng.

"The thirteenfold sword dao, you are exceptional."

He said lightly, "I can take you as my disciple."

The rules of the Celestial Palace did not allow taking disciples.

Yet now, this Celestial Emperor blatantly broke the rule, and no one found it inappropriate—in fact, they were extremely envious.

Having a Celestial Emperor as a master—what did that mean?

Just look at Yu Liu Daoist Venerable—he could practically strut around the Celestial Palace.

However, his son strongly objected.

"No, how can you take him as a disciple?"

"We don't even know where he came from. How does he deserve to be your disciple?"

Yu Liu Daoist Venerable waved his arms, shouting madly.

"He even wants to kill me, such a person cannot be allowed to live, he must die immediately!"

Brother Cheng was never going to be anyone's disciple, let alone the father of Yu Liu Daoist Venerable.

He regretfully spread his hands toward Emperor Xiu.

Smiling wryly, he said, "If you could heroically rid yourself of your wayward son, I might consider letting you be my little brother."

As soon as these words were uttered, whether divine monarchs or star lords, they were almost scared witless.

Do you know who that is?

Do you know the status of a Celestial Emperor?

And still saying something about letting him be your little brother?

Even madness shouldn't reach this level, right?

Outside, King Shi was the first to leap up.

"Jiang Cheng, how dare you!"

King Jing, King Lv, and Prince Yi all roared loudly.

This fellow dared to speak recklessly before the Celestial Emperor, breaking through their limits of tolerance.

"How dare you be so disrespectful to the Celestial Emperor, you are simply presumptuous!"

"The Celestial Emperor showing interest in taking you as a disciple is him recognizing you—don't be ungrateful!"

"What nonsense are you talking about, don't you quickly kneel and beg for the Celestial Emperor's forgiveness?"

Facing their stern reprimand, Brother Cheng turned his head in confusion.

Posing a soul-piercing question.

"Isn't my position as Hidden Emperor equal to the Celestial Emperor's in status? What am I being recognized for?"

Ah, this?

Several divine monarchs were rendered speechless, wanting to refute, but they simply couldn't.

The Hidden Emperor and Celestial Emperor are of equal rank.

Emperor Xiu saying he wanted to take him as a disciple was just self-indulgence.

After all, how can you take someone of the same level as oneself as a disciple?

Isn't that out of one's league?