Great Emperor Tunri

Chapter 46: Great Emperor Tunri

"From now on, you'll stay by Situ Yunqing's side," Xu Zimo said.

Shili Changkong nodded and asked, "Are you really going to hand over your influence to a little girl?"

Xu Zimo chuckled. If his memory served him correctly, Situ Yunqing was not someone to be underestimated.

In his past life, she had taken the Situ Chamber of Commerce across the Eastern Continent in just a few decades, making it one of the top powers.

If Situ Yunqing didn't truly have the capability, Xu Zimo wouldn't have gone to such lengths to bring her under his wing.

"Two years. If she can spread her influence throughout the entire Extreme West, then I'll believe in her abilities," Xu Zimo said.

"And if two years isn't enough?" Shili Changkong retorted.

"Do people without value still have a reason to live?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Shili Changkong was silent for a moment, thinking to himself, He's truly cold-blooded!

After resolving the issues in Zhouque City, Xu Zimo and the other two decided to leave. After all, the sect mission he received when leaving the sect had not yet been completed!

The group rode their horses, the blue sky and white clouds, the gentle green mountains, and the Desert Steeds galloped bravely into the distance.

Birds flapped their wings and soared, circling above their heads, while the breeze swirled fallen leaves in the air.

The scorching sun blazed high in the sky as they rode along the road when suddenly, an explosion echoed from above.

Immediately after, they felt a powerful aura descend from the sky.

Directly above them, two figures were walking on air. One was an old man in a gray long gown, holding a five-foot heavy sword. An invisible aura rippled around him, causing the very space to crackle and pop under the pressure.

The other was a middle-aged man, engulfed in blazing flames. The fire was intensely hot and magnificent, as if it were about to incinerate the surrounding space.

The old man in gray had a calm expression. He spoke loudly, his voice resonating through the heavens, causing the space to boom and rumble.

"Ren Pingsheng, hand over the inheritance of Great Emperor Tunri, and I will spare your life."

The man wreathed in flames let out a contemptuous laugh. He seemed to be heavily injured, his face pale. He scoffed, "Yue Buli, you despicable scoundrel, you actually dare to be a sect leader? How laughable!"

Xu Zimo lay on his horse, watching the fight between the two with great interest.

Beside him, Xiao Guizi looked flustered. Seeing Xu Zimo's lack of tension, he asked curiously, "Senior Brother, do you know them?"

"What are you afraid of? As long as you're with me, who would dare touch you?" Xu Zimo chuckled.

"That old man in the gray robe is Yue Buli, the Sect Master of the Heavenly Sword Sect," Lin Ruhu explained. "As for the man in white, I don't recognize him."

"Ren Pingsheng, 'A straw-hatted boat, rain and mist, Ren Pingsheng' – a descendant of Great Emperor Tunri," Xu Zimo said with a smile.

"Great Emperor Tunri!" Xiao Guizi exclaimed. He was a very famous Great Emperor from the era of the Great Emperors.

"Yue Buli is a powerhouse of the Venerable Meridian Realm, while Ren Pingsheng is only in the Empty Meridian Realm. It seems he won't be able to hold on for much longer," Xiao Guizi mused.

"Never underestimate the means left behind by a Great Emperor," Xu Zimo waved his hand and said, "Let's go. This has nothing to do with us."

High in the void, Yue Buli held his heavy sword, and endless sword energy condensed on its blade, then exploded, causing cracks to appear in space.

This strike carried an infinite killing intent. A fierce wind raged and roared around him. He raised the heavy sword high above his head, as if he were about to cleave the entire firmament.

"Yue Buli, do you truly intend to fight to the death?" Ren Pingsheng asked with a grim expression.

"Hand over the treasure of Great Emperor Tunri, and I will spare your life," Yue Buli roared.

Endless power gathered on his sword. His entire face contorted, as if he were about to end the battle with this charged strike.

"You're forcing my hand," Ren Pingsheng coughed a few times and slowly took a long flute from his waist.

Seeing the flute appear, Xu Zimo's gaze narrowed slightly, then he chuckled, "Looks like there's a good show coming."

"Is this flute very powerful?" Lin Ruhu asked curiously.

"The origin of this flute is related to a past love of Great Emperor Tunri. Do you want to hear about it?" Xu Zimo said with a smile.

Xiao Guizi was puzzled. Great Emperor Tunri lived several eras ago; how would his Senior Brother know about his love life?

However, when it came to gossip about a Great Emperor, Xiao Guizi was extremely interested.

"Legend has it, this is a story from Great Emperor Tunri's youth," Xu Zimo said with a smile, recounting with interest. "When Great Emperor Tunri was young, he had a childhood sweetheart. They were betrothed since they were children and had a very close relationship.

But one day, that girl suddenly fell gravely ill. Before she passed away, she gave her most beloved flute to Great Emperor Tunri.

It was a memento of their precious but brief love.

From then on, whenever Great Emperor Tunri missed the girl, he would play the flute alone in solitude.

This habit continued even after he finally achieved the status of Great Emperor.

The flute was made of ordinary materials, but it was inscribed with an Emperor's Mark."

As Xu Zimo spoke, Ren Pingsheng cut his finger and dripped a drop of blood into the flute, then slowly began to play it.

After his drop of blood entered the flute, his originally pale complexion became even more so.

The flute's melodious notes rang out gently. The melody was slow, giving a sense of tranquil leisure, like a small bridge over flowing water.

But as this ordinary flute melody began, the entire world seemed to come to a standstill.

All was silent, whether it was the surging river in the distance or the tranquil breeze at the edge of the sky.

Or even the sword intent of Yue Buli before him, which vowed to cleave the heavens in two, all seemed to have stopped without a sound.

The flute music continued to play, and Yue Buli's face showed a hint of horror.

The long flute stirred up endless winds and waves, and a black, blazing sun appeared out of nowhere at the end of the sky.

Then came collapsing space, chaotic laws, and infinite power gathering above the firmament.

"This, is this the Great Emperor?" Lin Ruhu and Xiao Guizi both looked astonished. "With just a used Emperor's Mark long flute possessing such might, how magnificent must the Great Emperor's true form be?"

"Ren Pingsheng, you're lucky this time, but you haven't gained the artifact's recognition. How many times can you use it with your vital blood?" Yue Buli roared in unwillingness, then fled into the distance with abandon.

The blazing sun, like a devouring vortex, was about to form. Yue Buli's heart felt as if it were being squeezed by a pair of large hands, beating so hard it threatened to explode.

He dared not linger here any longer; the majesty of a Great Emperor was not to be violated.

Watching Yue Buli flee like a madman, Ren Pingsheng slowly lowered his long flute, and the devouring sun gradually dissipated.

His body staggered, and he almost fell. The consumption just now had been too great.

He then slowly descended and glanced at Xu Zimo and the others beside him.

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