Emperor's Domination

“The hard way?” The princess sneered: “I’ve heard this so many times already. I didn’t know this place belonged to your clan.”

She heard it from Willow Venerable earlier and the same thing was being said, igniting her fiery temper.

“This place might not belong to our clan but please back off for my ancestor’s focus.” Ling Fengshuai didn’t relent.

“Bronze-blade Ancestor?” Orchidcore guessed after seeing the youth’s confidence.

“That’s right. So it is time to leave.” Fengshuai said proudly.

“He wants to become an emperor here.” Monk Zhu understood.

“So what if your ancestor is a famous cultivator?” Princess Chen didn’t want to back down.

The guy was a big shot, more famous than Coldblade due to his early debut. He was a great genius with swift cultivation speed.

Everyone thought he would be able to revitalize the Ling because after the death of Iron-sword Maiden, they failed to produce notable cultivators.

The clan was once a powerful dao system. Its progenitor was known as a peerless sword saint. It declined like many others, eventually rising under the title of the Ling instead of its previous name.

Her iron sword defeated mighty foes and toiled under the banner of Life and Death Heaven. She participated in all the major wars and battles.

Later on, she returned to the Ling, rumored to have run out of lifespan or suffering from grievous injuries. They couldn’t be healed and she passed away in the clan.

This pushed the clan off the cliff again until the emergence of Bronze-blade Ancestor. His talent and success brought hope to the clan once more. All thought he could become a primal ancestor in the future, a higher evaluation versus Coldblade’s prospect.

Contrary to expectation, he was stuck at the pseudo level and no one heard of any advancement.

He became an example of how older was not better. Moreover, it showed how difficult it was to become an emperor, far harder than becoming a desolate god.

Nevertheless, he had plenty of descendants so the clan still prospered. Having a pseudo-emperor was not a bad thing either, enough for the clan members to roam the world with their head held high.

However, this wasn’t enough to scare the four young saints of Orchid Academy since their true origin was far stronger.

“You wish to disrespect my ancestor?” Ling Fengshuai’s expression soured.

“Tell him to come down so I can teach him a lesson.” Although the young saints couldn’t contend against a pseudo-emperor, Black Witch Monarch was itching for a fight.

“Hahaha, such ignorance.” Ling Fengshuai became furious and said: “I will shut your blustering mouth.”

Having said that, he prepared to draw his blade.

“Stop!” A voice detonated thunderously and someone descended.

He had a muscular frame with lightning coursing in his eyes throughout the bronze pupils. His pressure was immense despite having no intention of activating it.

“Ancestor!” Ling Fengshuai was ecstatic to see his backer.

“Idiot!” However, his ancestor yelled at him, causing his legs to tremble.

“I told you to wait at the base, not to stop everyone from coming. I brought you here to learn, not for you to act imperiously on borrowed might. Return to the clan, repent in isolation for sixty years.” Bronze-blade Ancestor ordered.

“But… Ancestor… they…” Ling Fengshuai didn’t know where he went wrong.

“Take him away.” Bronze-blade sealed him and told the other disciples.

The others could sense his anger and didn’t dare to speak up on Ling Fengshuai’s behalf. They immediately escorted him back to the clan.

“Fellow Daoists, I apologize for not educating my descendant well enough and that he had offended you.” Bronze-blade bowed to the group.

This startled the young ones who immediately returned the gesture.

Princess Chen smiled wryly and said: “Isn’t the punishment a little too harsh? We were also impetuous.”

“Arrogance must be avoided since it can herald sect destruction.” Bronze-blade said sentimentally.

“That is correct. Fortunately, you are smart and our young noble wasn’t peeved by it. Otherwise, he could just wipe out your clan.” The monarch nodded.

The young ones thought he was crossing the line and winked at him repeatedly. After all, the pseudo-emperor was being humble and sincere.

Moreover, it was only a verbal quarrel and no harm was done. Unfortunately, Ling Fengshuai was punished for sixty years of wall facing.

“The young noble?” Bronze-blade himself was confused by the overbearing response.

“He is our young noble. Come and pay respect already. Earning his favor is your fortune.” The monarch laughed and said.

The group didn’t know whether to laugh or cry since the powerful monarch was keen on pleasing Li Qiye.

Bronze-blade took a look at Li Qiye; his confusion only grew. When he was landing, he scanned the group and knew the geniuses had prestigious backgrounds.

He didn’t pay attention to Li Qiye then, assuming the guy was a servant. Nevertheless, he still bowed and said: “My descendant had offended you, I apologize in his stead, Young Noble.”

“I’ve never seen such a magnanimous pseudo-emperor before.” Monk Zhu whispered to his peers.

Other pseudo-emperors would never act in this manner. It wasn’t his fault and the only crime was arrogance.

“The truth is that when I was young, I was arrogant and treated everyone rudely.” Bronze-blade said with a smile.

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