Who was Qi Tingji?
That really was a deadly question.
Tongye Continent's news was so closed off that it was plain to see. Back in the day, the various continents of Vast Heaven and Earth were like people, each with its own customs and temperament. Fuyao Continent, with its fierce folkways, was like a brawny brute, practically distant kin to Northern Juluzhou. Tongye Continent's arrogance, meanwhile, was like an old pedant who shook his head and wagged it about: once the doors were shut, his own learning was number one under heaven.
Of course, it also had much to do with the Temple of Literature's old prohibition against Nascent Soul Realm cultivators and Golden Body Realm martial men entering the Five-Colored World.
Emperor Taizong of the Jin Chan Dynasty, Zhang Fuzhi, Daoist name Shanzhi, was a young Golden Core cultivator born of Tongye Continent's Genealogical Cultivators.
He had only just ascended the Dragon Throne, yet wore neither Emperor's Crown nor dragon robe.
His hair was piled high, his sleeves broad, and he wore Daoist stream attire. He was powerfully built, with blue-green eyes, strangely radiant brows, hands hanging below his knees, a wealth of literary refinement, and handsome bearing.
The Emperor immediately rose from the Dragon Throne and hurried down the steps, afraid that if he moved too slowly, his head would be lopped off by a single sword stroke, or he would be cut in two at the waist. That way, wouldn't that young Sword Immortal who claimed not to like craning his head to speak with people be able to lower his head and speak to him instead?
The Emperor walked more than ten paces forward, bowed deeply, lowered his head, and said, "Zhang Fuzhi of the Hundred Cities Sect pays respects to Sword Immortal Qi."
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