Chapter 191: Chu Feng: Six Emperors Playing?

"Junior Sister Caiyi's life can only be described as full of misfortune."

When Qin Qin spoke of Caiyi, a rare hint of sympathy appeared on her face.

"From the moment she was born, her parents invited a fortune teller from the martial world to read her fortune. Before he could even finish, the fortune teller fell to his knees and cried out that this girl's destiny was beyond words.

Later, people learned that the fortune teller was actually a Heaven Origin cultivator. Because of that fortune, Caiyi was married off at fifteen to an emperor over seventy years old and became a noble consort. Less than half a year later, the old emperor died.

The new emperor who ascended the throne didn't drive her out of the palace. Instead, he forcibly named her empress. Naturally, this sparked the court's outrage, and within two years, that mortal kingdom was destroyed.

Before taking the throne, the new emperor had threatened to behead Caiyi. But after a single glance at her, he changed his mind and kept her in the harem.

A year later, the old emperor's son launched a successful coup, took the throne, and once again took her as his consort. Half a year after that, a prince of the previous dynasty returned from his cultivation, found his kingdom destroyed, and gathered his fellow disciples to destroy this new regime. He killed all the traitors and added the surviving concubines, including Caiyi, to his own palace.

A few years later, a fellow disciple of that emperor—crown prince of another dynasty—took a liking to Caiyi and brought her to his own kingdom, presenting her to his father.

Caiyi thought that entering an immortal cultivation dynasty would finally allow her to live in peace. But two and a half years later, that dynasty was wiped out by the Blood God Sect.

She barely escaped during the chaos, wandering from place to place—"

After listening to Qin Qin's story, Chu Feng couldn't help blurting out, "Six emperors played?"

He hadn't expected Caiyi's experience to be so legendary. In just ten years, she had married six emperors.

Everyone who heard this said nothing, but tacitly agreed.

Elder Bing was the first to respond. "By this account, this girl's fortune even surpasses that of an entire cultivation dynasty. If she can follow sir and cultivate, becoming a saint would only be the beginning. She might even become a supreme divine emperor."

Qin Qin and the others widened their eyes in shock.

Even Ye Beixuan, a reborn half-saint, was stunned.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "No, she has the fate of a female emperor. But her case is unique—even for a professional like me, it's quite a challenge."

"Fate of a female emperor!"

Everyone, including Elder Bing, cried out in surprise.

Even someone as strong as Elder Bing had never thought she might become a female emperor in this life.

Chu Feng calmly sipped his tea. "Why are you all so surprised? It's just a female emperor. It's not as if you don't have the chance to become emperors yourselves. It all depends on how firm your dao hearts are."

When it came to selling dreams, Chu Feng was second to none. No one dared claim first place. After all, he'd seen plenty of PUA routines in his previous life.

Everyone's eyes lit up at these words. The idea of becoming an emperor took root in their hearts.

Seeing the mood was just right, Chu Feng changed the topic. "Go get dinner ready. After so many great stories today, we have to drink a few more cups. Qin'er, don't forget a plate of peanuts."

"Yes!"

With that, Qin Qin and the others busied themselves in the kitchen.

The night passed without incident.

Early the next morning, in the room next to Ye Beixuan's, Han Ping stared nervously at the Yin-Yang Treasure Vase in his hand. He didn't know whether to put it in his storage ring or hide it in the room.

When he visited his master yesterday, just a single casual glance from his master made him feel completely seen through.

If his master found out about such a treasure, would he take it away?

Han Ping wasn't very talented. All his cultivation depended on this Yin-Yang Treasure Vase. The vase could absorb the essence of the sun and moon and produce a kind of spiritual liquid.

This spiritual liquid could accelerate the ripening of spiritual herbs and boost one's cultivation.

Knock, knock, knock—

Suddenly, a knocking sound startled Han Ping so much that he nearly dropped the vase.

"Junior Brother Han, are you up?" Ye Beixuan's voice came from outside.

Han Ping steadied his breathing. "I'm up. Senior Brother Ye, what is it?"

Ye Beixuan smiled from outside the door. "Junior Brother Han, don't you want to see how our Miscellaneous Dao Academy cultivates?"

Whew...

Han Ping let out a sigh of relief when he heard this. "Of course I want to see Senior Brother and Senior Sister in action. But am I really allowed? Isn't it taboo to observe others' cultivation?"

He had been in three different sects before. He still remembered what happened to those disciples who secretly watched their seniors train.

"It's fine. Even if you watch, you won't understand a thing. Even if I told you the technique directly, you couldn't learn it. At most, you'd gain a bit of cultivation experience."

Ye Beixuan paused for a moment. "If you want to come, then come out."

Who does he think I am?

Han Ping grumbled to himself. His talent might be average, but his comprehension was top-tier. Otherwise, just relying on the Yin-Yang Treasure Vase, how could he have become a Dao Foundation cultivator in a little over ten years?

"Senior Brother, I'll come out right away."

In the end, he put the treasure vase into his storage pouch. He wanted to see just how extraordinary the techniques of the Miscellaneous Dao Academy really were.

Half an hour later—

At the academy's rear mountain training ground, Han Ping stood there, dumbfounded as he watched Senior Sister Qin and Senior Brother Ye cultivating.

On the surface, their cultivation looked ordinary, but they could actually mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

Now he finally understood why Senior Brother Ye said that even if he explained the techniques, Han Ping still wouldn't be able to learn them.

The methods you two practice are just way too heaven-defying!

After a long time—

When they finished cultivating, Ye Beixuan came over with a big smile and patted Han Ping's shoulder. "Junior Brother Han, our Miscellaneous Dao Academy's techniques are impressive, right?"

Han Ping nodded. "They're the strongest I've ever seen. But Senior Brother, Senior Sister, why do your techniques seem to have nothing in common? Does our Miscellaneous Dao Academy have a lot of different techniques?"

Ye Beixuan didn't answer. He just looked over at Qin Qin.

"A lot," Qin Qin said unhurriedly. "Anything you can imagine, from Half-Saint techniques to Divine King inheritances, you can find them all in the library."

Han Ping was stunned again. After a moment, he asked, "So there are even some I can't imagine?"

"That's right."

Qin Qin said, "Even if you can't find it in the library, just ask Master. He'll write a new one for you within seven days."

Han Ping: "…"

He stared in disbelief. "Senior Sister, is our master really just a Half-Saint and not an immortal?"

Qin Qin smiled knowingly. "You'll know just how powerful Master is once you ask him yourself. And don't bother guarding your storage pouch around us in the future—even if you had a sacred artifact, we wouldn't even give it a second glance."

Hearing this, Han Ping was completely defeated. Right now, he just wanted to dig a hole and bury himself.

'I've really embarrassed myself. How could I judge a gentleman with the heart of a petty man…'

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