Toast to the bright moon

Traversing the Nine Provinces in the Immortal Cultivation World, Lu Yuan possessed the Dao Fruit of longevity, an eternal lifespan. If he were careful, he could anticipate the Immortal Method.
This was indeed a beautiful thing.
However, he was born during the Age of Dharma Decline, with spiritual energy depleted and the Immortal Method difficult. The great path was elusive.
Even worse, the Immortal Cultivation World of the Nine Provinces was on the verge of collapse, and the four poles were about to fall, marking the end of an era.
If that was the case, why shouldn't a man take up his sword and conquer fifty states across the mountains?
To survive in the Age of Dharma Decline, Lu Yuan cultivated the ancient Way of Control Pneuma, established an Immortal Dynasty, and gathered Qi Luck. He brought order to the Nine Provinces and peace to the four seas.
Gathering strength from across the world, he ascended to immortality step by step.
In ancient times, there were three Human Emperors: Hua Guang, Xia Xi, and Hao Tian.
Who is the Human Emperor now?
It is Emperor Chu Luyuan.

To achieve immortality, I cultivate using Qi Luck

Hongdao, the seventh year, on the twentieth of the sixth month.


Outside Changsha City, in the northern suburbs, at the Altar for Worshipping Heaven.


Banners fluttering, long spears standing like a forest.


A sea of red, divided into several groups, neatly spread across the plains.


A magnificent eagle circled in the sky, occasionally casting its sharp gaze below as it flapped its wings.


In the mind of this airborne ruler, confusion abounded: What were these human beings below gathered for?


Waves of sound rolled through the crowd below.


"Long live the victory! Long live the victory!"


The soaring waves of sound startled the dancing eagle in the air.


With fluttering wings, it swiftly headed towards a distant place, seeming to flee from this spot.


Lu Yuan, mounted on a red steed, wore bright yellow armor and slowly advanced through the open area between the large armies.


In Chapter 212, A Real Man Should Be Like This