Chapter 464 - 288: 500 Rules, Emperor Tianyu_i

Chapter 464: Chapter 288: 500 Rules, Emperor Tianyu_i

After their intense embrace, Jiang Ming activated the Power of Time, directly applying time acceleration.

With his means, he could completely achieve it.

A hundredfold flow rate twisted the principles within the bedroom entirely, making it impossible to comprehend the way under such conditions, however, it allowed for the digestion of one’s own accumulated prowess.

Jiang Ming assisted Ran Xin in tempering her physique. When she reached a bottleneck, he directly used powerful methods to help her advance, resorting to the Power of Creation from the World Tree if necessary.

Besides, there was plenty of Cosmic Origin Liquid, and even the forging of Demigod’s Power and more, which led to Ran Xin’s rapid improvement, completely surpassing common sense.

Even so, it still took a full month for Ran Xin’s physique to step into the Twelfth Realm’s Pinnacle.

A month passed on the outside, while seven or eight years had already gone by on the inside.

Jiang Ming had also exhausted all the blood Qi essence he had obtained.

“Brother Jiang, I am so strong now, really powerful, hehe, I’m no longer worried that you might accidentally hurt me.”

“Previously, you were indeed too weak. I was afraid that I might exert too much force and end up puncturing through, mouth to mouth.”

“You’re filthy, you’re lewd.”

“Actually, I really could, want to try? This ‘thing,’ it grows long when said long, short when said short, freely as desired, able to travel through space at will, going wherever said, one thing, three thousand kinds of joy.”

“Get lost, jerk!” Ran Xin burst into anger, “I’m not a weak woman now, come on, today I will surely tire you out to death.”

“Alright then, let us engage in an earth-shattering Great War, and see whether you beg for mercy, or I am worn to death.”

Their battle spirit soared, blood Qi surged like dragons, neither willing to concede, and they began to fight earnestly, weapons in hand.

You turn into a God, while I into an Immortal; you become a deep pool, and I come to watch; a stream merging into river and sea, I come to rinse my hair, stirring the heavens.

This fight was indeed magnificent and turbulent, overturning Heaven and Earth, startling the sun and the moon, shattering the cosmos. The battle continued nonstop, lasting a whole month.

Jiang Ming, rubbing his sore back, stepped out.

He was somewhat afraid.

“I really shouldn’t have forged her a Twelfth Realm physique!”

Jiang Ming muttered to himself.

However, Ran Xin lay on the bed, fast asleep, a shallow smile on her lips, seemingly very content.

Outside, the wind was rising and the clouds were surging, with many places within the state already lighting the beacons of war, giving the sense that smoke from widespread fires was imminent.

Yet Jiang Ming paid no attention, merely sitting cross-legged under the gazebo on the rooftop of the City Lord Mansion, introspecting his Inner World, sensing the changes.

“Five hundred rules now!”

He was visibly elated.

“I don’t!”

“Do you miss Qiutong?”

“I don’t!”

“Humph, you’re one to say one thing and mean another. They haven’t come here yet, could there be a problem?”

“No!” Jiang Ming shook his head, “Rest assured, everyone from our generation is still about, none has fallen in the trial lands. Their absence might be due to the great distance, or perhaps they’ve found their own opportunities. Most likely they’re relying on their own strength to conquer a state and plan to compete with me in the future.”

“Are you saying that I’m dependent on you?” Ran Xin’s tone was unhappy. Without waiting for Jiang Ming to respond, she pouted, “Of course, I should rely on my man!”

Jiang Ming was speechless.

Ran Xin wriggled in his embrace, causing him to realize in a flash: this girl was wanting it.

Just as he was about to act, he sensed something and concentrated his gaze, opening the Eye of Heavenly Mandate and peering into the horizon.

“What’s the matter?” Ran Xin asked. Her keen mind quickly deduced a possibility, “Has someone from the Holy City come again?”

“Yes!” Jiang Ming nodded.

“How could they come so soon?” Ran Xin frowned, worriedly saying, “Whoever comes this time must be fully prepared, and once they take action, it will be with thunderous might. Brother Jiang, this battle will be difficult; let Master and I join the fight.”

“No.” Jiang Ming shook his head, “It won’t be difficult for me. You and Master stay within the city. In case of an emergency, it won’t be too late for you two to act. By the way, I’m going to need a lot of resources for my next phase of cultivation. Please manage Qinyun State well, exterminate the oppressive and wicked elites and Sects, and put an end to any abuse of the common people. Those who abide by the rules should simply be taxed according to the law. Even amidst the chaos, we need to protect those who follow the rules.”

“Fine.” A murderous intent flashed in Ran Xin’s eyes.

Jiang Ming ruffled her hair, then stepped into the air and left.

“This old man will guard the home front for you, ensuring peace of mind. Go and fight without worry!” Master’s voice came through.

“Then I truly am relieved!” Jiang Ming laughed heartily and with a single step, he was tens of thousands of miles away, pushing his Space Power to its limits.

Within a few breaths, he had arrived at a place a million miles away, beneath his feet lay a vast range of towering mountains, endless and boundless.

This was the battlefield he had chosen.

Spatial Warping occurred in front of him, and a young man emerged, exceedingly young with a lotus mark between his eyebrows. His white clothes were as snow, his long hair danced in the air, and his cold, aloof face possessed a beauty that was supreme and unparalleled, exuding an ethereal and transcendental aura.

“Emperor Tianyu, I’ve had the pleasure of meeting Brother Jiang.” The young man in white gave a slight bow, continuing, “You still have one last chance to pledge allegiance to the Great Qian and become a supreme emperor; otherwise, you will be erased.”

“You really hold me in high regard.” Jiang Ming also gave a bow and said indifferently, “I harbor an Invincible Will; how could I possibly submit.”

“Invincible Will, unshakable belief, your goal is to become a Divine Spirit,” Emperor Tianyu nodded slightly, “So be it. Today, this place will be your grave.”

“Just by yourself?” Jiang Ming was highly cautious.

It was clearly abnormal for only one person to come, but it also indicated something: this Emperor Tianyu was very strong, extremely so, and furthermore, he had some extraordinary backup plan.

“The world has long forgotten my existence.” Emperor Tianyu smiled faintly, “Back then, I slaughtered over three trillion miles, cut down twenty-eight traitor emperors, and was proclaimed by the people as an existence invincible below the Divine Spirits. It was after that battle that I went into seclusion, contemplating the great principle, and peering into the supreme divine realm. Alas, transforming from the mortal to divine, elevating my essence to prove the Divine Realm, is terribly, terribly difficult.”

In the last sentence, his tone was slightly turbulent, carrying a reluctant resignation.