I Made Up Cultivation Techniques, So How Did You All Become Great Emperors?
Chapter 191

Chu Feng: Six Emperors Played?

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"Caiyi Sister Caiyi's life can only be described as full of misfortunes."

When Qin Qin spoke of Caiyi, a long-lost look of heartache appeared on her face.

From the moment she was born, her parents asked a fortune teller to divine her future. Before the fortune teller had even finished his divination, he knelt down and exclaimed that this girl was destined for greatness.

Later, people learned that the fortune teller was actually a Heavenly Origin cultivator. It was because of the fortune teller's divination that Caiyi married the over seventy-year-old emperor at the age of fifteen and was made a Noble Consort. Less than half a year later, the old emperor passed away.

The new emperor did not banish her from the palace upon his ascension to the throne, but instead forcibly made her empress. This action naturally aroused the dissatisfaction of the court officials. In less than two years, that secular kingdom was destroyed. Before his ascension to the throne, the new emperor had threatened to behead Caiyi, but he changed his mind after just one glance at her and took her into his harem.

A year later, the old emperor's son launched a coup and successfully ascended the throne. He took her as his concubine again. Half a year later, the prince of the previous dynasty returned from his cultivation and found that his country had been destroyed. He then led a group of fellow disciples to destroy the country, killed all the rebels, and took the former concubines into his own palace.

Years later, a fellow disciple of that emperor, the crown prince of another dynasty, took a liking to Caiyi and brought her to his own dynasty, presenting her to his father.

Caiyi thought that by joining a cultivation dynasty, she could live a peaceful life, but two and a half years later, that dynasty was destroyed by the Blood God Sect.

She narrowly escaped the chaos of war, but lived a life of constant displacement.

After listening to Qin Qin's account, Chu Feng couldn't help but blurt out, "Six emperors playing?"

He never imagined that his disciple Caiyi's life would be so legendary, having married six emperors in just ten years.

Upon hearing this, everyone tacitly agreed without offering any comment.

Elder Bing spoke first, "In that case, this woman's fortune is actually stronger than that of a cultivation dynasty. If she can cultivate with you, Master, becoming a saint is just the beginning. Perhaps she can become an unparalleled Divine Emperor."

Qin Qin and the other two widened their eyes upon hearing this.

Even Ye Beixuan, a reborn Half-Saint, was stunned.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "No, she is destined to be an empress, but her situation is quite special, and even for a professional like me, it is very challenging."

"The destiny of an empress!"

Everyone, including Elder Bing, exclaimed in surprise.

Even someone as powerful Elder Bing never imagined she could become an empress in her lifetime.

Chu Feng took a leisurely sip of tea and said calmly, "Why are you all so surprised? It's just an empress. You all have the chance to become empresses; it just depends on how firm your Dao heart is."

When it comes to making empty promises, Chu Feng is second to none, after all, he's seen plenty of PUA tactics in his past life.

Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes lit up. A sliver of the Emperor's thoughts had been planted in their hearts.

Seeing that the atmosphere had been set enough, Chu Feng changed the subject. "Go prepare dinner. We've heard so many good stories today, we need to have a couple more drinks. Qin'er, remember to get a plate of peanuts."

"Promise!"

After Qin Qin and the others responded, they began to busy themselves in the kitchen.

Nothing happened that night.

The next morning, in the room next to Ye Beixuan's, Han Ping looked at the Yin-Yang Treasure Vase in his hand, feeling extremely uneasy. He didn't know whether to put the bottle in his storage ring or hide it in the house.

When he paid his respects to his master yesterday, the master only glanced at him casually, yet he felt as if his entire being had been seen through.

If my master discovers such a treasure, will he ask me for it?

He had mediocre talent, and the reason he had such cultivation was entirely due to this Yin-Yang Treasure Vase. This bottle could absorb the essence of the sun and the moon and condense it into a spiritual liquid.

This spiritual liquid can not only accelerate the ripening of spiritual herbs, but also increase cultivation level.

Thump thump thump...

A knock suddenly rang out, startling Han Ping so much that he almost dropped the precious bottle he was holding.

"Junior Brother Han, are you up yet?" Ye Beixuan's voice came from outside the door.

Han Ping took a deep breath and said, "I'm up. Senior Brother Ye, what's the matter?"

Ye Beixuan, standing outside the door, said with a smile, "Junior Brother Han, wouldn't you like to see our Miscellaneous Dao Institute's cultivation methods?"

call...

Han Ping breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this and said, "Of course I want to see the prowess of my senior brothers and sisters, but is it something I can watch? Isn't observing other people's cultivation a taboo?"

He had previously served in three different sects, large and small, and he still remembered the fate of those disciples who secretly watched their senior brothers practice.

"It's alright. Even if you were completely confused after reading this, you still wouldn't be able to learn it. At most, you could just gain some cultivation experience."

Ye Beixuan paused for a moment and then said, "If you want to go, then come out."

Whom do they look down on?

Han Ping muttered to himself in dissatisfaction. Although his talent was mediocre, his comprehension was top-notch. Otherwise, how could he have become a Foundation Dao Foundation cultivator in just over ten years with the Yin-Yang Treasure Vase alone?

"Senior brother, I'll be right out."

He eventually put the treasure bottle into his storage bag, wanting to see just how heaven-defying the cultivation methods of his senior brothers and sisters from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute were.

Half an hour later.

Behind the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, Han Ping stood dumbfounded, watching Senior Sister Qin and Senior Brother Ye cultivate.

These two individuals seemed to have unremarkable cultivation methods, yet they were able to mobilize the power of heaven and earth.

He now finally understood why Senior Brother Ye had said that even if he revealed the technique, he still wouldn't be able to learn it.

The cultivation techniques you two practice are absolutely incredible!

After a long while.

After the two finished their cultivation, Ye Beixuan walked up to Han Ping with a smile and patted him on the shoulder, saying, "Junior Brother Han, aren't our Miscellaneous Dao Institute's techniques amazing?"

Han Ping nodded. "It's the strongest I've ever seen in my life. But senior brothers and sisters, why is there no connection whatsoever between your techniques? Does our Miscellaneous Dao Institute have many techniques?"

Ye Beixuan didn't speak, but instead looked at Qin Qin who was standing to the side.

"There are many. You can find anything you can think of, from Half-Saint cultivation techniques to Divine King, in the library," Qin Qin said unhurriedly.

Han Ping was stunned again, and after a while asked, "Does that mean there's something I haven't thought of?"

"Good."

Qin Qin said, "Even if you can't find it in the library, ask your master. He can write one for you within seven days."

Han Ping: "..."

He asked, dumbfounded, "Senior sister, is our master really only Half-Saint, not a god?"

Qin Qin smiled knowingly, "You'll know how powerful Master is when you ask him. Also, you don't need to hide your storage bag when you see us anymore. Even if you have a sacred artifact, we won't even glance at it."

Upon hearing this, Han Ping completely broke down. At that moment, all he wanted to do was dig a hole, jump in, and bury himself.

I, Han Ping, am utterly ashamed of myself for judging a gentleman by my own petty standards...

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