There's a reason for that.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor saw through Han Xuanji's thoughts and slowly explained:
"In that era, the conflict between cultivators of all races and the Eternal Deity was severe, and the Sword Ancestor even personally killed many Eternal Deity."
Although the Sword Ancestor had just entered the Saint King Realm Stage, his strength was already formidable. Apart from those Primordial Eternal Deity, almost no other Eternal Deity were his match.
Unable to defeat the Sword Ancestor Sword Ancestor, the Eternal Deity who harbored resentment towards him turned their attention to Ji Mingyue.
When she was young, she went out to gain experience and was Curse by a powerful Eternal Deity.
The Eternal Sword Ancestor expended a great deal of effort to seal the Curse for posterity.
But during that period, the Sword Ancestor himself disappeared.
Therefore, Ji Mingyue was exceptionally persistent in searching for the Sword Ancestor.
As he said this, he gave Han Xuanji a meaningful look:
"The legacy of the Sword Ancestor has been passed down through generations in the Sword Pavilion. In fact, there have always been Sword Ancestor's Successor, but over the years, only you have triggered this miracle of the Sword Ancestor's phenomena."
To be honest, even the Immeasurable Saint Emperor was curious about how this young man, on whom he had placed so much hope, had managed to do it.
This was even more stunning than the performance at the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet.
After all, the Dragon Terrace Sacred Banquet is held every so often. While a champion may be dazzling, every era will eventually produce such talents.
Among these talents, many have reached the Holy Lord Realm, but very few have reached the Saint King Realm Stage.
The Wordless Sword Stele in the Sword Stele Forest, which has stood for countless years, is the first time such a sight has appeared.
Therefore, the Immeasurable Saint Emperor decisively placed a heavy bet.
"I see."
The scattered clues in Han Xuanji's mind were suddenly strung together into a single line.
If you put yourself in that situation, it's indeed not difficult to understand.
Ji Mingyue must have been very lonely in this era, and her only wish was probably to find the Sword Ancestor.
Her status in the Sword Pavilion goes without saying.
Not only is she the direct daughter of the Sword Ancestor, but she also inherited the Sword Ancestor's prestige. Moreover, she possesses extremely high talent and is the ancestor of all cultivators in the Sword Pavilion in terms of seniority.
Before the Sword Ancestor left, he must have left her with many trump cards and a large amount of resources.
But thinking about it this way, Han Xuanji became somewhat worried about her situation.
Although he obtained the entry on the Sword Ancestor, he truly knew nothing about the Sword Ancestor's whereabouts.
What if Ji Mingyue becomes convinced of him, but he can't provide any useful clues in the end?
Han Xuanji somewhat regretted showing off in the Sword Stele Forest. As the saying goes, showing off will get you struck by lightning. Although he wasn't afraid of being struck by lightning, he was a little afraid that a Top-Tier Saint King would come knocking on his door, especially since the other party had a whole family.
After all, if the Eternal Sword Ancestor could truly be welcomed back, everyone in the Eternal Sword Pavilion would give him a warm welcome.
This is not some mundane dynasty welcoming back its Taishang; rather, it is the immeasurable benefit brought about by the presence of an invincible ancestor from the cultivation world.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor noticed Han Xuanji's worry and waved his hand, indicating that he shouldn't worry too much.
"No matter what, you are a member of the Sacred Court."
I've already discussed the terms with Ji Mingyue. If you discover anything later, we'll see; if you don't, she won't make things difficult for you.
Upon hearing this, Han Xuanji felt a weight lifted from her heart.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor is quite generous.
However, he understood that the other party was probably still hiding something, but he felt that knowing this information was enough for now, and there was no need to dig deeper.
Then the Immeasurable Saint Emperor changed the subject:
"Once you reach the Holy Lord Realm, I will allow you to receive the ultimate inheritance of the Sacred Court."
"For the time being, you will follow me in your cultivation."
Han Xuanji nodded in agreement.
Then he remembered something and said:
" Saint Emperor Majesty, I have taken in a junior disciple at the Sword Pavilion, named Chu Qi."
The junior wishes to bring him back to the Sacred Court.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor naturally had no objections.
He had noticed Chu Qi before, but hadn't figured out anything special about him, simply assuming that Han Xuanji had acted out of kindness.
A mere cultivator in the Chaos Realm wouldn't even qualify as an outer disciple in the Sacred Court, let alone in any slightly larger power. Taking him back wouldn't be a big deal.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor waved his hand:
"You are now the Young Emperor of the Sacred Court, so you can make your own arrangements."
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor's conferment of the title of Young Emperor upon Han Xuanji was not merely a formality; it granted him substantial and even absurdly powerful authority, which displeased many high-ranking officials of the Sacred Court.
After all, they only knew Han Xuanji's face but not her heart; who knew what kind of impact Han Xuanji's newfound power would have on them?
Han Xuanji walked out of the quiet room and called Chu Qi over.
Chu Qi was cultivating in a side hall near the outer edge of Listening to Swords Residence, while also keeping watch for Han Xuanji.
He took this job very seriously. Every day, besides meditating and cultivating his qi, he would sit on the threshold, holding his ancient longsword and looking around, afraid that some ignorant person might break in and disturb Han Xuanji's cultivation.
Hearing Han Xuanji call him, he quickly sheathed his longsword, dusted off his robes, and jogged into the quiet room.
Upon entering the quiet room, he saw a middle-aged man with a refined appearance, dressed in imperial robes, standing beside Han Xuanji.
The man's aura was as deep and mysterious as the sea. Even though he concealed it very well, just standing there made Chu Qi feel weak in the knees, as if he were facing an insurmountable mountain.
Chu Qi had never seen the Immeasurable Saint Emperor before. Seeing a stranger, he assumed it was Han Xuanji punishing him for failing to guard the gate, and his face turned pale with fright. He quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake.
" Young Venerable Han, this disciple knows his mistake! Please punish me Young Venerable!"
Han Xuanji was both amused and exasperated, and quickly explained:
" Saint Emperor Majesty, this is my junior disciple Chu Qi."
He's ignorant of etiquette, please excuse him.
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor, showing affection for the house and its inhabitants, was unusually amiable, and smiled, saying:
"It's alright. Since you are Xuanji's disciple, there's no need for us to be so formal in private from now on."
From now on, just call me Uncle Fen.
Chu Qi was stunned when he heard the words " Saint Emperor ". No matter how ignorant he was, he knew that only the leader of a power in the Eternal Continent had this title.
But upon hearing Han Xuanji admit that he was Han Xuanji's disciple, he was immediately filled with immense excitement.
Chu Qi then trembled as he bowed deeply to the Immeasurable Saint Emperor, his voice shaking like a leaf in the wind:
"Your disciple... Chu Qi greets Your Majesty the Saint Emperor!"
The Immeasurable Saint Emperor waved his hand, saying nothing more, but simply addressed Han Xuanji:
"Pack your things, let's get ready to return to the Sacred Court."
After saying that, he turned and left the quiet room, leaving the master and disciple alone.
Han Xuanji bowed in agreement and watched the Immeasurable Saint Emperor depart.
Chu Qi hunched over, not daring to get up for a long time.
Only after the aura of the Immeasurable Saint Emperor had completely dissipated did he raise his head, swallow hard, and cautiously ask Han Xuanji:
" Young Venerable Han, that... that person is really the Saint Emperor?"
Han Xuanji hummed in agreement, then feigned displeasure:
What did you call me?
Chu Qi swallowed again, his voice weak:
"Master?"
Han Xuanji hummed in agreement again.
He naturally couldn't treat this reincarnation of a Saint King as a true follower.
Now that you've accepted a disciple, you should act like one.
Chu Qi squatted on the ground, covering her mouth, unable to utter a word for a long time.
He suddenly felt that he had probably used up all his luck on his Heart-Tempering Road; otherwise, how could he have encountered such a windfall?