White Emperor of the Heavens

Star Luo Empire, Imperial Palace.

The magnificent, gold-adorned palace was currently filled with a solemn and majestic atmosphere.

Civil and military officials, dressed in their court robes, knelt neatly on the ground as waves of voices echoed throughout the hall.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

"Long live the Emperor, long live, long, long live!"

The sound pierced the clouds, scattering the drifting clouds outside the palace.

Dai Mubai sat upright upon the imperial throne, which symbolized supreme power.

He wore a white-gold imperial robe embroidered with a totem of a fierce tiger descending the mountain in gold thread, his wide sleeves draped down to cover the hands he rested casually on the armrests.

He sat there with such ease, yet he felt like the center of the world, making people afraid to look him in the eye.

Dai Mubai was a transmigrator.

Relying on the memories of his past life and the resilient temperament of having lived two lifetimes, he had stepped by step defied the heavens and changed his fate.

He had created the White Emperor god position, surpassed all the God Kings of the God Realm, and become a peerless powerhouse who suppressed all dissent with a single hand.

The White Emperor of the Heavens.

This was the title that now made everyone on the continent tremble with fear.

Dai Mubai lifted his eyes slightly, his gaze passing over the kneeling ministers to look toward the back of the hall.

There stood several stunningly beautiful figures that made the world lose its color.

Zhu Zhuqing wore a tight black leather outfit, outlining a fiery figure that could drive countless men mad.

Her cold, clear face was now filled with water-like tenderness, and in those cat-like eyes, there was only the reflection of Dai Mubai.

Beside her.

Qian Renxue had shed her Martial Soul Hall saintess attire and changed into a golden palace dress.

Noble and elegant, her long, straight, jade-like legs were faintly visible through the slit in the skirt, her skin as white as snow, glowing with an ivory luster.

Ning Rongrong was dressed in a cyan-green gown, her temperament as gentle as jade.

She toyed with the Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda in her hand, her eyes filled with a touch of playfulness and adoration as she looked at Dai Mubai.

And there was also Xiao Wu.

Her pink dress made her look lively and cute, her long legs particularly eye-catching, and her scorpion braid hung behind her head as she pursed her lips, staring at the man on the high platform with eyes full of love.

"All officials, rise."

Dai Mubai's voice was not loud, yet it clearly reached everyone's ears.

There was no excessive nonsense, nor were there any impassioned clichés.

At his height, he no longer needed words to prove anything.

What he wanted to do was simple.

Unifying the Star Luo Empire was just the beginning.

His gaze had long since turned to the north, toward that vast, expansive continent.

That's right, as a transmigrator, Dai Mubai naturally knew that the so-called rule that the God Realm must not interfere with the lower realm was complete nonsense, so he had chosen to cultivate to the realm of a God King before he began to unify the Douluo Continent!

He prioritized being steady.

Just then.

A scout wearing light armor rushed into the hall, knelt on one knee, and held an urgent military report high in his hands.

"Report--!"

"Reporting to Your Majesty!"

"Urgent news from the north: the Martial Soul Empire has officially launched a full-scale attack on the Heaven Dou Empire!"

"The border defenses of the two countries have been torn apart, and the flames of war have spread across the northern frontier!"

As soon as these words were spoken.

The atmosphere in the palace instantly boiled over.

The military generals, who had been somewhat restrained, were now rubbing their palms and fists, their eyes shining with sharp light.

An old general with white hair and a white beard stepped out, his voice booming:

"Your Majesty!"

"A heaven-sent opportunity!"

"If the Martial Soul Empire and the Heaven Dou Empire go to war, they will surely both suffer heavy losses."

"Our Star Luo army is strong and well-equipped with ample provisions; if we march north now, we will surely be able to sweep across both nations with the force of a thunderbolt and unify the continent!"

"Please, Your Majesty, give the order!"

"Please, Your Majesty, give the order!"

The ministers echoed their agreement, and the clamor rose once more.

In their eyes, their Emperor possessed peerless divine power, and the Star Luo Empire was at the height of its national strength; this was simply a piece of fat meat delivered to their doorstep.

However.

Dai Mubai, sitting upon the throne, kept his expression as calm as still water.

His fingers tapped lightly against the armrest, producing a rhythmic "tap, tap" sound.

The sound was not loud, yet it instantly silenced the restless grand hall.

"No rush."

Dai Mubai spat out the two words indifferently.

The ministers were stunned.

No rush?

This was a once-in-a-millennium opportunity!

Dai Mubai's gaze was profound, as if he could see through ten thousand miles of mountains and rivers.

"Let them fight."

"When dogs bite dogs, they only end up with a mouthful of fur."

"Entering the fray now would only needlessly increase the casualties of my Star Luo soldiers."

"Pass down the order: all departments are to strictly guard the borders, drill the troops, and stockpile provisions."

"Without my decree, no one is permitted to act rashly."

"Those who violate this order shall be beheaded."

As the final word fell, the temperature inside the grand hall seemed to drop by several degrees.

The ministers felt a chill in their hearts; daring not to raise further objections, they bowed and accepted the order.

"We obey your decree!"

"Withdraw."

Dai Mubai waved his hand.

The civil and military officials retreated like a receding tide, and soon, only Dai Mubai and his harem remained in the vast palace.

Once the outsiders had cleared out.

That imperial majesty softened slightly.

Several wafts of fragrant breeze approached.

Zhu Zhuqing walked onto the high platform with a cat-like gait, arriving at Dai Mubai's side, her cold, clear voice tinged with a hint of confusion:

"Mubai."

"With your current strength, even if you were to sweep across them directly, who could possibly stop you?"

"Why wait?"

In her eyes, her man was already an existence that surpassed the God King.

Whether it was Bibi Dong, Qian Daoliu, or even that Tang San, they were nothing more than clay chickens and pottery dogs before Dai Mubai.

Dai Mubai reached out to wrap his arm around Zhu Zhuqing's slender waist, pulling her onto his lap, his fingers gently tracing her delicate cheek.

"Sweeping across them is easy, of course."

"But I do not wish to take over a continent that has been smashed to pieces."

"What I want is an intact empire that can be quickly put to use for my own ends."

As he spoke, Dai Mubai tilted his head slightly, his gaze falling upon Qian Renxue not far away.

Today, Qian Renxue was exceptionally enchanting.

The neckline of her golden palace gown was cut just right, revealing a glimpse of snowy cleavage, and the long legs wrapped in white silk stockings beneath her skirt were filled with a lethal allure.

Feeling Dai Mubai's slightly aggressive gaze.

Qian Renxue did not dodge; instead, she puffed out her chest, a charming smile curling the corners of her lips.

She moved her long legs and walked over gracefully.

Every step seemed to tread upon the very tip of one's heart.

"It seems His Majesty wishes to exchange the smallest cost for the greatest benefit."

"Just like how you... tricked me out of my heart back then."

Qian Renxue walked to Dai Mubai's other side, her body leaning against him as if boneless, her breath as fragrant as orchids.

Once, she was the high and mighty successor of the Angel God.

Now, she was merely this man's captive.

And a willing one at that.

Dai Mubai placed his large hand naturally onto those covetable jade legs, gently stroking them.

The sensation was excellent.

Soft, supple, and smooth.

"Xue'er is the only one who understands me."

Dai Mubai laughed.

This scene immediately overturned the jar of jealousy nearby.

"Hmph!"

A delicate snort rang out.

Xiao Wu puffed out her cheeks and hopped a few steps in front of Dai Mubai, hands on her hips, her large pink eyes filled with dissatisfaction.

"Brother Mubai is biased!"

"You only know how to look at Sister Xue'er's legs!"

"Aren't my legs pretty?"

As she spoke, Xiao Wu deliberately extended her own long, toned, beautiful legs, swaying them right in front of Dai Mubai's eyes.