Let me explain the update schedule after launch.
Qidian has changed its recommendation system for new books, and I'm still trying to figure it out for now.
I checked the data today. This book had only a third of the bookmarks my previous book had at launch, but everyone's follow-up reading has been quite strong, and the follow-to-bookmark ratio is better than my previous book's.
Starting tomorrow, when it launches, I'll update ten thousand words daily first and see how the first-subscription results go. If first subscriptions exceed five hundred, I'll maintain ten thousand words daily for a month after launch. For every additional hundred first subscriptions, I'll add another month of ten-thousand-word daily updates, and so on.
Of course, no matter what, there will be at least six thousand words daily after launch, so please rest assured!
As for average subscriptions, once it reaches five hundred, I'll add two extra chapters. For every additional hundred average subscriptions, the same applies.
Once monthly votes reach one thousand, I'll add two extra chapters. For every additional thousand monthly votes, I'll add two more chapters, and so on.
For an Alliance Leader, I'll add five extra chapters, and so on. As for Silver Alliance Leaders... I don't really dare hope for those yet, so this is the plan for now.
Also, if I need to take leave after launch, I'll make up for it later when I find the time.
Lastly, readers who came over from my previous book should know that Dami never abandons a story. Even if the book gets banned, I'll do everything I can to release it and give the story an ending, so please subscribe with confidence!
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Splash...
One cultivation divine diagram after another, filled with innate Dao rhythms, unfolded within Suiren Lianlei's Sea of Consciousness. Dao sounds accompanied them, concise and direct, yet pointing straight to the core of Human King Body cultivation!
These diagrams and sounds struck at the heart of the matter, revealing the secret behind the Human King Body's innate supremacy. They allowed her to vaguely comprehend the possibility of her combat strength reaching an even higher realm...
Beyond that, an ancient scripture that nearly made her choke with excitement emerged within her Sea of Consciousness.
"This Yin-Yang Mill Scripture is only for reference and comprehension. Do not become too deeply immersed in it..."
Outside, Tan Lin's voice was calm.
Yet these final words reached only the ears of this junior from the great sect.
He had also placed restrictions upon the Yin-Yang Mill Scripture, leaving outsiders with no way to glimpse it.
This ancient scripture was the foundation of his Dao Attainment. Though it was not true yin-yang harmony, it was still the only method publicly known to exist that could successfully cultivate both Lunar and Solar Holy Emperor techniques together.
In the past, many Primordial Emperor Clans had been willing to exchange ancient arts and Divine Metal materials just for a look. Even if they could not cultivate it directly, they could still draw inferences from it. Yet Tan Lin had refused them all.
Not even Tianling's Heavenly Mystic Ancient Clan had been an exception.
This was because the ancient scripture had not been fully perfected. Even within the Human Emperor Hall's lineage, he had only passed down fragments of it. After he fell, the contents of the scripture had likewise faded into obscurity.
Passing it down to this junior today not only settled the karma of the Human King Bloodline from back then, but also reflected his recognition that she was indeed exceptionally talented. In this great age, she had hope of glimpsing the mysteries of the Quasi-Emperor Realm, further solidifying the Causal Line already connected to him. Perhaps she could bring him considerable returns in the future.
"Remember what I said before..."
The Human Emperor finished speaking.
Suiren Lianlei's delicate body trembled. It was as though she had heard the heavenly sounds of the Great Dao, and the difficult truths of the Great Dao that had troubled her for so long now dissolved one by one.
Her voice shook with excitement.
"This junior... this junior, Suiren Lianlei, thanks Your Majesty the Human Emperor for your guidance! This junior will certainly remember Your Majesty's teachings and never disgrace the name of the Human King Body!"
She no longer merely clasped her fists and bowed as before. Instead, she knelt before Tan Lin and struck her head heavily against the ground. The boundless gratitude and reverence in her heart reached their peak at this moment.
For the grace of imparting the Dao and resolving her doubts, this kneel and kowtow were well deserved!
At this moment, everyone around them, including an old Human King with Great Saint cultivation who had come to the Big Dipper this time, wore envious expressions.
To receive personal guidance from a former Dao Attainer, one whose teachings perfectly matched the origins of one's own physique—what an immense opportunity and Fortune that was!
"Just let nature take its course."
Tan Lin said calmly.
He shook his head inwardly.
It was obvious that she had not understood the implication behind his words.
Perhaps only when she encountered that little girl on the Emperor's Road in the future would she truly understand what he meant.
When that little girl saw the divine power of the Yin-Yang Mill Scripture on her, she would understand as well and would not kill her.
Naturally, that would be another layer of karma.
As his thoughts turned.
Tan Lin suddenly realized that the women of the Human Race in this era seemed especially remarkable compared to other times.
Leaving aside the future Female Emperor and this junior, the current God King Physique of the Jiang Family from the Ziwei Star Domain whom he had seen in the Drill Tower before also seemed to be a woman.
Gu Qingying, the divine maiden who oversaw the diagrams of the Spring Autumn Pavilion in the Big Dipper, was likewise dazzlingly talented, breaking into the Great Saint Realm with the strength of the Eight Forbidden.
By contrast, among the male cultivators, there did not seem to be anyone particularly outstanding at present.
Tap... tap...
Suiren Lianlei had received an enormous benefit. After completing her formal salute, she consciously withdrew to the side.
There were as many cultivators around her who wished to personally pay respects to His Majesty the Human Emperor as fish crossing a river. She could not monopolize all of His Majesty's remaining time by herself.
The moment she stepped back, Suiren Hong, the old Human King from the Ziwei Star Domain nearby, hurried forward. But before he could speak, a sudden commotion broke out among the surrounding crowd.
"Your... Your Majesty... do you still remember this subordinate?"
"Your Majesty... this old servant is Guo Ziqian..."
Suddenly, several elderly cultivators dressed in the attire of the Primordial Human Race shuffled forward. Their hoarse voices called out to Tan Lin.
Tan Lin looked toward the voices.
In the next instant, his deep gaze was unprecedentedly dazed.
He recognized the identities of these old cultivators.
They had all once been soldiers and generals under his command!
The lines connecting them to him all branched from the complex main line of the Human Emperor Hall. They had initially been dim and lifeless, only lighting up again after his return.
This was why, with his attention focused all this time on the Causal Lines of the Undying Heavenly Emperor, Heavenly Venerable Xiaoyao, and the others, he had failed to notice them immediately.
"You... you were all still alive..."
Tan Lin looked absent-minded.
After a million years, seeing several old subordinates from the past gave him the feeling that lifetimes had passed.
He had originally thought that all those from the Primordial Era had vanished into the river of time and space.
Today had truly brought him several unexpected joys...
As ripples stirred in his state of mind, he suddenly waved his sleeve and teleported the old men into the grand hall. He himself also entered it, disappearing from the outside world's watchful eyes.
"It is good that you are alive. Good that you are still alive..."
Within the grand hall, Tan Lin's face became clear. With a sigh, he stepped closer to his old subordinates, stacking the trembling aged hands of the five elders together and clasping them between both of his own.
"Seeing you makes me feel as though I have returned to the Primordial Era. But most people have already passed on, and you... have all grown old as well."
"Time is a blade. Who can avoid growing old? It has been so many years, Your Majesty, yet only you... still possess such heroic bearing and majestic stature..."
Guo Ziqian, whose back was now bent, had once been a proud soldier and fierce general on the battlefield. As he studied Tan Lin's face, countless past events surfaced in his mind.
Remembering those years spent resisting the Primordial Race, tears streamed down his aged face.
"After Your Majesty fell back then, the Human Emperor Hall suffered several upheavals before some petty men finally seized power. Not only did they fail to strive forward or consider how to resist the invasion of foreign races, they instead intensified their exploitation and oppression of their fellow clansmen under their rule.
"Since the Human Emperor Hall was established under Your Majesty, the outposts along the Extraterrestrial Ancient Road that we had opened up were all lost one by one within a mere thousand years..."
"Many of the brothers who survived lost heart and gradually began thinking of laying down their armor and returning to the fields..."
The old cultivator with a large black mole above his left eyebrow said through tearful eyes.
"The five of us also retired at that time. Using some Divine Source Liquid seized while attacking the Primordial Royal Clans, we sealed ourselves away until this Ancient Era. Seven hundred years ago, we awakened from Divine Source alongside Gong Xuan, that junior descendant who became a lackey of a Restricted-Area Supreme."
"Gong Xuan did not lay a hand on you?"
Tan Lin asked.
"Alas..."
Guo Ziqian sighed.
"Though all of us despise this later generation, to be fair, if not for him mediating between the Human Emperor Hall and the Restricted Areas through these long years, providing a certain degree of value...
"Without that connection, the Human Emperor Hall would likely have perished long ago amid repeated upheavals. It might not even have endured through the chaos at the end of the Primordial Era..."
At this point, he paused and looked toward an old man beside him with a snowy white beard covering his face.
"Truthfully speaking, Gong Xuan is Old Pang's twenty-third-generation great-grandson through the maternal line. Backed by the Restricted Areas and holding great power, he sidelined us old men, but he did not kill us. He handled matters smoothly and always left some room..."
Tan Lin nodded slightly at those words.
If that was the case, then it was not too strange.
It also meant that when he had infiltrated the Human Emperor Hall to seize the true soul fragment of the Human Emperor Banner, he had not wasted his earlier decision not to deliberately take that man's life.
When facing Restricted-Area Supremes and that level of Imperial Dao suppression, not everyone could laugh with blade in hand at the heavens, their loyalty and courage towering like Kunlun.
For later descendants and disciples to defect in the end for survival and to preserve their lineage was not truly blameworthy.
He himself had once fallen during a hunt by Supremes. What right did he have to interfere with the affairs of those who came after him?
The Human Emperor Hall of today was no longer the Human Emperor Hall he had personally founded in the Primordial Era.
If he became enraged over this and went out to bully the weak with his strength, slaughtering the cultivators of that lineage within the hall and purging them all, it would only prove his own incompetence.
It would only show that the state of mind he had tempered over three lifetimes was nothing special.
If he were truly powerful, he should sweep away every threat and flatten the Restricted Areas, rather than leave his problems to later generations.
At his level, he had long stopped focusing on things of the sort that concerned him before Dao Attainment.
"Other than Guo Ziqian, the four of you do not have much lifespan left..."
As he spoke with his old subordinates and reminisced about the Primordial Era, Tan Lin finally turned his gaze toward the other four, his tone heavy.
"You and Guo Ziqian are all Great Saints, and you have all taken life-extending precious medicines. Why are your lifespans nearly exhausted? I can see that he still has at least five hundred years left to live."
"Your Majesty, have you forgotten? Wasn't Old Guo here the one who took it upon himself to 'bring together' the Ancient Emperor's daughter of the Heavenly Mystic Ancient Clan and Your Majesty?"
Pang Ya, the old man with the snowy white beard, explained the reason one by one.
"After Your Majesty fell, that Ancient Emperor's daughter visited the Human Emperor Hall several times. On one occasion, she encountered this bastard and granted him a small bottle of divine liquid from a Demi-Divine Medicine. Otherwise, with this bastard's fierce charge-and-slaughter style on the battlefield in his younger days, along with the hidden injuries he accumulated, he would not have lasted longer than us old fellows!"
Guo Ziqian was somewhat displeased by this. He glared at Pang Ya and blew at his beard.
"You old Pang! Who are you calling a bastard?! I think you are plainly jealous of my luck and envious of my Fortune!"
"So what if I call you a bastard..."
"You..."
Seeing that the atmosphere in the hall seemed to be turning sour, the old cultivator with the large black mole above his left eyebrow raised a hand and wiped away his hot tears, then roared.
"Enough! How disgraceful is this before His Majesty!!"
Buzz...
The moment the old cultivator with the black mole spoke, the entire grand hall seemed to fall silent for an instant.
Guo Ziqian and Pang Ya, those two proud soldiers and fierce generals of old, carefully glanced at Tan Lin. Only after seeing no displeasure on his face did they quietly sigh in relief.
Seeing this, Tan Lin's emotions stirred.
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