The Underworld Emissary? Me?

"Wait, wait, wait, Yan Qing! That makes us the same generation!"

Bai Sheng hurriedly stopped Yan Qing from continuing. Yan Qing was Jing Yuan's disciple, and he was Jing Yuan's disciple too. But now Yan Qing was calling him Master. Wouldn't that make him the same generation as Jing Yuan?

Although his relationship with Jing Yuan was practically that of peers, he still understood the principles of seniority and hierarchy.

"Your strength surpasses Yan Qing's, so naturally he should call you Master. He must draw on the strengths of others, integrate them into himself, and constantly hone his swordsmanship. Yan Qing also intends to compete for the position of Sword Champion!"

Yan Qing spoke with great yearning.

The Sword Champion was the lifelong goal of every swordsman on Xianzhou Luofu—the pinnacle of swordsmanship, the foremost swordsman in the entire sword path!

"But you still can't call me Master. We're both Jing Yuan's disciples, so that wouldn't be appropriate. Strictly speaking, I should be calling you Senior Brother instead."

Bai Sheng said this despite how easily he had defeated Yan Qing. If he had been fighting anyone else, it would not have been nearly so easy. Several of Bai Sheng's attacks just now had only barely missed him.

Who knew how many swords had pierced Bai Sheng? If not for the Spirit Puppet Armor, he would have been riddled with holes by now.

So, defeating Yan Qing really was not easy.

"How about this? Yan Qing will take a middle-ground approach. Bai Sheng is stronger than me, so you can take the position of Senior Brother. Once Yan Qing has enough strength to truly defeat you, I'll take back the title of Senior Brother."

Yan Qing spoke as he looked at Bai Sheng, his expression seeming to wait for Bai Sheng's agreement.

Bai Sheng thought it over carefully. The purpose of this was obviously that Yan Qing had made him his target to surpass. But that was fine too. With a clear goal, Yan Qing could hone his swordsmanship more diligently and improve his strength.

Bai Sheng was about to say something to smooth things over when a voice suddenly came from behind him:

"No need. Let's do that, then. Bai Sheng, agree to Yan Qing's proposal."

The two turned around at the same time. As expected, it was Jing Yuan.

"Master!"

"General!"

Jing Yuan nodded and first spoke to Yan Qing:

"Yan Qing, you must understand that there is always someone better, and there is always a higher sky. Turn today's defeat into motivation. Your sword techniques are fierce but lack force. You have speed, but no strength. Work hard at honing them. Given enough time, you'll solve this problem."

"Yan Qing will not fail to live up to the General's expectations."

Jing Yuan nodded, then looked toward Bai Sheng with some difficulty and asked:

"Bai Sheng, is there anything you'd like to learn?"

"Me? I don't seem to have anything I need to learn at the moment. However, I'm a little interested in the Ten Lords Bureau. Can I go take a look?"

Bai Sheng already possessed more than enough knowledge. Kasantiya had an enormous library, and back when the wars were less frequent, he had spent time reading there. There was also an old man wearing a strange mask who had taught him about the universe. It was just that the old man would occasionally snicker foolishly and seemed to love watching others suffer.

Besides, his martial arts were not weak, and he had money. Actually, he had an entire planet's worth of mineral deposits on another planet. Combined with his own combat power, Bai Sheng could say that he had entered retirement ahead of schedule after arriving on Xianzhou Luofu.

"Is that so? Very well. Take a tour of Xianzhou Luofu first. This place is no worse than your Kasantiya. I'll send a notice to the Ten Lords Bureau later. You can go there directly whenever you have nothing else to do."

Jing Yuan said this.

In truth, he did not know what he should teach Bai Sheng. The Cloud Knights' swordsmanship was useless to someone who wielded a scythe. Besides, Xianzhou Luofu currently had no systematic training method for scythe-type weapons.

Putting him in the Divination Department or the Earth-Balance Commission did not feel suitable, and the High-Cloud Pavilion was even more out of the question. Was he supposed to expect that boy to become some legendary pilot? Moreover, based on what he knew of Bai Sheng, it was highly unlikely that Bai Sheng would be interested in any of those things.

Have him serve as his personal guard? Forget it. That boy could not stand Jing Yuan occasionally abandoning his official duties to slack off. More importantly, Bai Sheng definitely would not be willing to review documents for him.

He had considered the Alchemy Commission, but Bai Sheng had little talent for treating illnesses and saving lives, so Jing Yuan had to give up on that idea.

Now that Bai Sheng had suddenly said he was interested in the Ten Lords Bureau, Jing Yuan felt that he might as well let him take this opportunity to have a look. Perhaps he would like it.

If he was interested in nothing at all, Jing Yuan could always forcibly transfer him into the Cloud Knights. Given his strength, Jing Yuan believed that as long as he wanted to, he could definitely rise through the ranks in a short time.

It was just that the boy currently claimed he had had enough of fighting. Less than fifty years was an entire lifetime to a short-life species, but to an Eternal, it was no more than the snap of a finger. Let him live peacefully for now. Once he grew bored, he would go looking for fights himself.

Jing Yuan could say that he had considered every possibility.

Afterward, the two made peace, and the sparring session ended there. The Cloud Knights watching from around them discussed it among themselves. Some praised Yan Qing for being so outstanding and gifted at such a young age, while others were curious about Bai Sheng's identity. As for the fact that he was the General's disciple, that had already been posted on Xianzhou Luofu's official website the second day after they returned to Xianzhou Luofu.

Kasantiya had even sent its congratulations. Not only that, his nominal older brother had said that he would send him money every month from then on. Bai Sheng did not actually need to work.

The money Kasantiya gave him was already enough for him to live extravagantly for the rest of his life.

In Bai Zhu's words:

"There are only two princes left in all of Kasantiya. I ascended the throne because of him, so what's wrong with supporting him for the rest of his life? Which civil or military official has a problem with that? Or is the purge still not thorough enough?"

Killing the Old Emperor had already terrified the overwhelming majority of Kasantiya's ministers. Although the Old Emperor's own strength could not be considered exceptional, the countless shadow guards around him and all kinds of life-saving treasures made him extraordinarily difficult to kill.

But Bai Sheng had done it. Thus, Bai Zhu's ascension to the throne went smoothly. Although Bai Sheng was not there, the deterrence he exerted continued to keep all the ministers in check.

On top of that, Bai Zhu exposed the Old Emperor's every secret without restraint and carried out reforms without holding back. This ascension could be said to have won the officials' support above and the people's approval below. But what could those resentful officials do? Wouldn't they be angry when their interests were harmed?

All one could say was... Pandora would give them the answer.

Besides that, quite a few people in Kasantiya had even come to regard Bai Sheng as an idol.

Kasantiya, where everything had been waiting to be rebuilt, soon returned to the peak of second-rate planets, surpassing some first-rate planets that had not developed particularly well in terms of overall strength.

Since the location of the Ten Lords Bureau was confidential, Bai Sheng boarded a pure-black starskiff with his eyes and ears covered.

It was unavoidable. Although he was Jing Yuan's disciple, he had only joined the Xianzhou recently, and his loyalty still had to be verified.

Bai Sheng understood.

After an unknown amount of time, Bai Sheng was escorted to the Ten Lords Bureau by two Cloud Knights.

"Are you Bai Sheng, the Underworld Emissary whom the Ten Lords promoted by decree?"

A beautiful woman looked at Bai Sheng as she spoke.

Bai Sheng saw through the puppet body at a glance. It was exquisitely crafted. If this had been ten-odd years ago, he would definitely have begged her to let him study it.

But he no longer had that interest. Instead, he was rather interested in the Underworld Emissary she had mentioned.

"The Underworld Emissary? Me?"