Nine Realms.
Yi Feng was feeling rather irritated.
He had been in the Nine Realms for so long, yet he had neither found any trace of the White Emperor nor learned anything about the White Emperor's relatives.
It left him briefly lost, so he could only wander around teahouses and taverns—places crowded with all sorts of people—in hopes of picking up some news.
Just then, upstairs, a man in purple was vividly recounting the love story of his young master.
A whole crowd listened with great relish nearby.
There was no other reason. The White Emperor had entered sainthood through the Dao of Love, so throughout the Nine Realms, anyone who followed that path could not help being drawn to love and passion. Moreover, under the influence of the Love Saint's Dao, cultivators of the Dao of Love achieved twice the result with half the effort when immersed in love, their cultivation soaring at breakneck speed.
Now, the entire White Realm was filled with pink bubbles of romance.
And that meant the White Emperor's fortune lay in the word "love." Thus, anyone who could associate themselves with the White Emperor emotionally—even if they were merely bragging—as long as someone believed it, could share in the White Emperor's fortune of love.
The more people believed it, the greater the fortune they could borrow.
However, few knew of this matter.
Only certain sects from other realms knew a thing or two.
The Moon Gazing Sect was one of them.
Xu Kaihan, the son of the Moon Gazing Sect's master, had been bragging everywhere since the moment the White Emperor attained the Dao, claiming that he and the White Emperor were lovers.
Normally, not even a fool would believe such a thing. But the Moon Gazing Sect's master, wanting his son to share