Powerhouses of Several Empires Gather

At dawn the next day, the sky shimmered with radiant hues.

When Lin Che woke up, Xiao Yi Xian was hanging laundry in the small courtyard while softly humming a tune.

She seemed to be in quite a good mood.

When Xiao Yi Xian saw Lin Che emerge from his room, she hurried over and said softly, "Sir, someone claiming to be the guardian of the Jia Ma Empire came last night and said he wished to invite you to the imperial capital of the Jia Ma Empire."

"However, you retired early last night, so he left after leaving behind an invitation."

Lin Che came to the lakeside and casually washed his face. "What is it? Is the Jia Ma Empire holding some event?"

"I'm not sure."

Xiao Yi Xian shook her head, then took an invitation from her robes and presented it with both hands.

Lin Che dried the water from his hands, accepted the invitation, and opened it. It was a personal invitation from Jia Xing Tian, guardian of the Jia Ma Empire.

Jia Xing Tian: "Honorable Drunken Sword Immortal, I am Jia Xing Tian, guardian of the Jia Ma Empire. Today is my eightieth birthday, and I have specially invited powerhouses from several empires to attend.

In truth, I wish to test our strength against one another. If Sir Drunken Sword Immortal is willing to come and represent the Jia Ma Empire in this sparring competition, this old man is willing to offer you fine wine I have treasured for many years."

Reading the words on the invitation, Lin Che smiled. "I didn't expect Jia Xing Tian to use fine wine as bait to invite me to the Jia Ma Empire for his banquet. In reality, he wants me to help him defeat the powerhouses of the other empires."

Xiao Yi Xian asked curiously, "Sir, are you going?"

"I have nothing better to do. I might as well take you along to broaden your horizons."

Hearing that her sir intended to take her to the Jia Ma Empire, Xiao Yi Xian's pretty face showed a trace of unease. Her status was lowly, and with her Poison Body of Calamity, it was terrifying...

Lin Che patted Xiao Yi Xian on the shoulder, one hand behind his back. "It's fine. With me here, I naturally won't let you face any danger."

Xiao Yi Xian nodded, tears of joy welling in her eyes. "Thank you, Sir."

"Go get dressed up. We leave in half an hour."

"Okay."

Jia Ma Empire, imperial capital, Jia Ma Holy City!

A vast mountain range of breathtaking grandeur stood here, sprawled like a colossal dragon, faint spiritual energy soaring into the heavens.

That was where the Jia Ma Empire's colossal power, the Misty Cloud Sect, resided!

The Jia Ma Empire was exceptionally prosperous as well. Well-trained soldiers patrolled the streets. Today was the birthday of Jia Xing Tian, the guardian of their imperial capital, and no fighting was permitted here.

Whoever broke the rules would face only death.

It was Xiao Yi Xian's first time in the imperial capital of the Jia Ma Empire, and she was curious about everything, particularly herbs and medicinal pills.

Under the guidance of Jia Ma Empire soldiers, Lin Che and Xiao Yi Xian arrived at the grandest main city in the imperial capital. Countless powerhouses and alchemists had gathered here, exchanging greetings and building connections.

They had come this time to celebrate Old Jia's birthday.

Following beside Lin Che, Xiao Yi Xian surveyed the alchemists around them. Every alchemist had a badge hanging on their chest, and the badge displayed their rank.

Rank 3...

Rank 4...

Rank 5...

Xiao Yi Xian carefully looked over everyone's badges, but the strongest among them were only Rank 5 Alchemists. There was not a single Rank 6 Alchemist.

It seemed that in the small Jia Ma Empire, only Pill King Gu He was a Rank 6 Alchemist.

"You're here."

At that moment, a familiar voice came from beside him. Yun Yun, dressed in an exquisite robe, approached with a smile.

She directly ignored the powerhouses around her who greeted her, as though she had not seen them at all.

The others did not mind and continued chatting and laughing. That was simply how things were among powerhouses. The weak were only worthy of offering greetings; to earn respect, one needed the strength of a Dou Emperor.

Lin Che slightly cupped his hands. "Sect Master Yun, you came as well."

Yun Yun nodded. When she saw Xiao Yi Xian behind Lin Che, her beautiful eyes flickered slightly. Smiling, she said, "What is this? I remember you said you wouldn't take disciples. Why have you changed your mind now?"

Lin Che smiled broadly. "Xiao Yi Xian is not my disciple at present. I merely saw that she was pitiful and gave her a hand. But if she performs well in the future, I wouldn't mind taking a disciple."

Yun Yun nodded and did not continue discussing Xiao Yi Xian. Instead, she made an inviting gesture with one hand, signaling for Lin Che to accompany her to meet Old Jia, the guardian of the Jia Ma Empire.

However, at that moment, a figure suddenly flew over from afar at incredible speed. In the blink of an eye, he appeared before everyone.

The figure came to a steady stop in midair. He was a stern-faced old man who appeared to be in his sixties.

His silver-white hair had not been neatly groomed, instead being swept entirely behind his head. His earth-gold Dou Qi Wings slowly flapped as he hovered steadily in the air.

This man was Jia Xing Tian, guardian of the Jia Ma Empire, and a true Nine-star Dou Huang powerhouse.

Jia Xing Tian stood with one hand behind his back, carrying himself like a true powerhouse as he looked down upon the crowd.

Everyone immediately cupped their hands in salute. "Greetings, Old Jia."

"Mm." Jia Xing Tian nodded and said, "Welcome, friends, to the Jia Ma Empire for this old man's birthday. Your presence brings great honor to the Jia Ma Empire."

"Hehehe, Old Jia remains as imposing as ever." The speaker was an old man dressed in black robes. He was white-haired and cold-faced, with a strange, eerie aura radiating from his entire body.

This man was Chu Yun Que, guardian of the Chu Yun Empire. He was likewise a Peak Nine-star Dou Huang powerhouse, and in terms of strength, he was even above Jia Xing Tian.

Jia Xing Tian frowned, smiling without warmth. "So it's Brother Yun Que. After all these years, it seems your strength has not improved much."

The Jia Ma Empire and Chu Yun Empire had always been at war. The Two Great Empires openly and secretly contended against each other. Though things appeared peaceful, fierce battles often broke out along the border over trivial matters.

Now that they had met again, there was naturally some hostility between them.

"Hehehe, you two start bickering the moment you meet. Today is Jia Xing Tian's birthday, so I hope everyone can honestly finish this cup of wine."

The man was handsome and wore a golden robe. Behind him floated a pair of enormous golden goose wings, glittering with golden light and making him appear like a heavenly god.

This man was Yan Luo Tian, sect master of the Golden Goose Sect. Having just stepped into the Dou Zong realm, he was exceedingly arrogant. If he had not been somewhat wary of the Misty Cloud Sect, he would have occupied the Jia Ma Empire long ago.

Chu Yun Que merely snorted and said nothing more, casually finding a place to sit. He wanted to see just how much the Jia Ma Empire's ten greatest powerhouses had improved over the past twenty years.