Free Web NovelChapter 1019: Chapter 1017: Hearts Gradually Boiling
On the vast Nine Heavens land, in Southern Diaspora, Southern Region, Northern Border, Western Regions, Huangzhou, Wuzhou, and other areas, everyone stared at the sky covered with dark clouds, feeling heavy-hearted and extremely oppressed.
As if the end of the world is descending, or as if the heavens are about to collapse.
"War has been declared," someone whispered.
"Just overestimating their capabilities."
"Can they actually win?"
"It’s too terrifying, what exactly happened?"
"Did the Heaven Emperor make a move?"
"Rumor has it that there are several ancient Heaven Emperors in the Ancient City who have lived for countless years..."
The voices among the Human Clan were mixed.
In the face of such a situation, some were excited, others were skeptical, and many were indifferent, secretly preparing for everything.
If Wuji Sect is destroyed, they will immediately rush into that sect to seize all cultivation resources and then occupy Wuji Sect.
Southern Region!
When the White Emperor received the news, she also drew in a cold breath, stepping out from deep within, and gazed at the dim sky.
Endless, like immortal Gods overlooking this ancient land.
"How long did the Wen Dynasty develop back then?" the White Emperor murmured to herself...
She had forgotten too.
But it must be several times longer than Wuji Sect’s, perhaps even more.
The current Wuji Sect, within just a few hundred years, declared war on the Ancient City, unimaginable.
"One Great Emperor alone is utterly incapable of contending with the Ancient City!" the middle-aged woman sighed, "Hongxiu turned out to be impulsive after all."
"Not necessarily," the White Emperor shook her head, her eyes rippling slightly, and said, "The Human Clan is a terrifying race. No matter how many times they are defeated, obscure, or nearly annihilated, they still declare war against the Divine Clan."
In this regard, the middle-aged woman had no argument.
In contrast, their Demon Race, over the years surviving in disgrace, even lacked the courage to face the Divine Clan.
Thinking of this, she suddenly looked at the White Emperor, "My lord? Are you going to make a move?"
Too much time has passed, many had forgotten there was still a Great Emperor among the Demon Race.
This gentle-natured, indifferent to worldly affairs, surviving on subsistence, White Emperor.
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The White Emperor raised her head, her eyes now somewhat clouded.
She had to admit, Wuji Sect’s actions had captured her attention. It could also be understood as her dormant blood beginning to boil.
She believed most of the Human Clan on this land, upon receiving the news, would also have this kind of feeling.
To sweep across the Ancient City, overturn the Ancient City, truly declaring war on the Divine Clan.
The White Emperor became somewhat dazed, immediately asking, "What is Xia’er doing?"
Since Yue Wuxia returned, she has shut herself behind closed doors, setting up a powerful array around her courtyard, even the White Emperor could not discern.
She claimed to be in seclusion.
"How would I know?" the woman rolled her eyes, "Under the heavens, besides that rascal Chen Pingping, who can enter her room?"
"That rascal has already verified Tao," the White Emperor glanced at her.
"Weren’t you not very fond of him before?"
"Who said that?" the White Emperor snorted, "This Emperor had long noticed that rascal’s potential, quite good, yet matters between the young people, this Emperor can’t meddle in. Let’s do this, after this catastrophe, notify him to come propose."
"..."
The change in attitude is really fast.
Originally full of disdain, now that Chen Pingping has verified Tao, wanting nothing more than to shove Yue Wuxia into his bed.
The woman smiled uncertainly.
The White Emperor said nothing further, immediately turning to the courtyard door of Yue Wuxia, pacing back and forth, wanting to speak several times before stopping, finally saying, "You call her."
"I dare not!" the woman shook her head.
"This Emperor asks you to call, you call!" the White Emperor stared at her.
The latter was about to cry, after brewing for a while, she called out, "Miss, Princess, Xia’er?"
Inside the room.
Yue Wuxia indeed was in seclusion, but not for cultivation, rather for weaponry. She was preparing to refine a Destiny God Weapon of her own.
After several months, she finally decided on the direction of the Divine Weapon, a sword.
Ahem!
If others knew, they would surely laugh their heads off.
Months?
A sword?
Others might think you’re crafting some formidable Divine Weapon!
But she had no refining experience, only got some raw materials from Chen Pingping, fiddled around, and so far, the sword body has just taken shape.
It’s a rough draft, without any luster, unable to sense any waves.
Moreover, the width is large, the design somewhat clumsy.
She racked her brains, contemplating intensely, preparing for a second refinement, taking the opportunity to level up.
Just then, she heard a sound from outside. Yue Wuxia replied, "Big news happened."
Eh?
She put down the sword in hand, pushed the door, and walked out.
The middle-aged woman seeing her, also smiled, "Your sweetheart has big news."
"Who?" Yue Wuxia raised an eyebrow, showing a touch of gentle anger.
Whose sweetheart?
When did she have a sweetheart?
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The woman spoke again, "Chen Pingping." Immediately after, she detailed Wuji Sect’s declaration of war against the Ancient City.
Yue Wuxia was shocked, stupefied for a long time, then suddenly excited, "War was declared? Wow, why didn’t they call me?" She said, returning to her room to fetch her Destiny God Weapon.
The White Emperor and the woman were instantly speechless.
They finally saw the truth, unexpectedly the girl closed herself off for that long just to refine a Divine Weapon?
The design is really ugly.
Yue Wuxia didn’t care about these, rolling up sleeves, eyes shining, said, "White Emperor, I’m going, I want to topple that Ancient City, make a name in one fell swoop."
"Oh, okay, you go for it, need me to lend you the Divine Weapon?" the White Emperor said.
"No!" Yue Wuxia showed her disdain, "Pingping said your Emperor Weapon has no lethality, it’s not even as practical as a wooden stick."
This statement was naturally figurative.
A Demon Core-refined Emperor Weapon indeed doesn’t have much lethality, yet after all, it’s still an Emperor Weapon, once resurrected, its power is boundless.
Only, in Yue Wuxia’s ears, it’s another meaning, Demon Core not good? Then don’t want it.
Without waiting for the White Emperor to react, Yue Wuxia grasped the longsword and walked out.
The middle-aged woman slightly opened her mouth, "My lord, your son-in-law despises your Emperor Weapon."
"That rascal’s Emperor Weapon is very formidable?" the White Emperor gently angered.
"It has slain a God."
"..."
Purely on potential, the Six Tao Emperor Weapon definitely surpasses the Demon Core.
The White Emperor curled her lips.
The woman continued, "This is the first time you willingly let Xia’er go to battle."
"She must grow ultimately," the White Emperor softly replied.
"This probably isn’t the reason, right?" the woman slowly said, her gaze fixed on the disappearing silhouette of Yue Wuxia, walked away quickly...
"Look at the Monster Emperor City." The White Emperor smiled.
At the words, the middle-aged woman’s gaze condense, somewhat difficult to believe.
Land of Southern Diaspora, a corner.
Within a small mountain village.
Liu Changqing looked at the murky sky, speechless for half a day, until Alan returned, he exhaled a turbid breath, "I finally believe this world has protagonists. The so-called golden time, millions of flowers blooming, are all born just to set off one person."
"Husband, do you want to join the battle too?" Alan asked looking at him.
"Thought about it, but I’m merely an ordinary Saint Realm, couldn’t really help much." Liu Changqing said bitterly.
In the past a genius, overshadowing Chen Pingping’s existence, now instead has become a burden, unable to even qualify to battle.
An ordinary battlefield, which is only the ones on the Ancient Road, he could not even look.
Ultimately he was a genius!
How could he bow down?
Alan softly said, "If husband wants to go, I will accompany you, whether to watch the battle or to join the battle is fine." After a moment, she continued, "Someone said this is the most miserable era for the Human Clan, because the overall strength is too weak, but some people think this is the best beginning for the Human Clan."
These words, with hidden implications.
Liu Changqing listened, his heart shook violently, unable to calm down for a long time, his gaze shifting onto the simple small hut where his Divine Weapon was kept.
