Before today, Ye Fan had never really considered becoming an Emperor.
After all, ever since he had been inexplicably sent to the Big Dipper by the Nine Dragons Coffin Pull, survival had been his main concern for quite a long time. The future had been too distant for him.
Later, after the battle in Peacock King's small world, the Beginningless Bell rang out and directly obliterated the Shimmering Light Holy Master. With Tai Xuan Holy Land backing him, he finally no longer had to flee everywhere. Even now, it had been less than half a year.
After that, he had needed to worry about the curse he would face in the Four Extremes Realm. He had not even dared to think about going home until Daoist Master Huiming brought it up...
Becoming an Emperor was still far too distant for a cultivator like him, one who had not even entered the Four Extremes Realm.
Yet now, Daoist Master Huiming actually seemed to think very highly of his chances of becoming an Emperor...
Although he did not know the details of becoming an Emperor, Ye Fan understood one unquestionable iron law: only one person could become an Emperor every twenty thousand years.
And leaving aside those prodigies from the Holy Land Families, who never had to worry about resources or their futures, could he really compete with Daoist Master Huiming standing before him?
Ye Fan was not someone who underestimated himself. When that old hag from the Ji family had chased him down and called him an ant, he had cursed her bloody. But neither was he someone who failed to see reality and deceived himself.
Other than the Holy Physique, Daoist Master Huiming possessed everything he lacked. And if he remembered correctly, Daoist Master Huiming had previously said that he