Jiang Yun had imagined Great Emperor Wushi as a towering, taciturn cultivator devoted wholly to the Dao.
He kept a low profile, cared nothing for worldly fame or profit, and focused only on the Dao.
Great Emperor Wushi was also a man of immense compassion. He took the safety of all under heaven as his responsibility, silently guarding the world without seeking fame or reward.
He was the only man in millions of years to achieve the miracle of two emperors from one sect.
The sole Holy Son of Jade Pool on the Big Dipper.
He had seized Purple Mountain and held the Undying Heavenly Emperor in check for a hundred thousand years.
Yet none of these earth-shaking deeds had ever become widely known.
A hundred thousand years later, Jade Pool still kept its lips sealed. That alone suggested Great Emperor Wushi had specifically instructed them to do so.
People pictured Great Emperor Wushi as an emperor whose back was forever turned to the masses. Surely he did not much enjoy dealing with others.
Despite possessing utterly invincible strength, the world had always revered him as a Great Emperor, not a Heavenly Emperor.
After becoming an emperor, he had kept an even lower profile. He had not flaunted his renown, much less allowed many people to come before him in worship.
What Jiang Yun had learned from Gu Tianshu confirmed as much.
Gu Tianshu was already reserved and taciturn enough. For him to call Great Emperor Wushi reserved and taciturn said it all.
And yet this Great Emperor Wushi had raised a big black dog like the Black Emperor.
The mere thought made Jiang Yun want to laugh.
"What are you thinking about while looking at me, brat? Don't tell me you're heartbroken over those Golden Cores because I can't