Eternal Cultivation Of Alchemy

?1691 The Agreement

Yan Yating, one of the Trinities of the Legion heads, led the war efforts against the Western Continent, attacking all the different individual kingdoms in revenge for what the White Tiger had done to the other Immortal beasts.

The cultivators of the Western Continent were strong, but they were nowhere near as strong as the ones from the Eastern Continent. And with 2 other continents behind them, the war was completely one-sided.

Neither the northern countries nor the southern countries of the Western Continent were left alone.

Meanwhile, the Dragon Emperor, along with the Empress, took the Talon Legion to the mouth of the beast itself. They went to attack the White Tiger’s domain.

The Dragon Emperor stood in front of what he had been told by his wife was the entrance to the White Tiger’s domain and there he took out the Ivory sword and cut into the wall of the Secret realm, creating an opening large enough for the army he had brought along to attack inside.

Their appearance was sudden and their attack violent. The beasts weren’t ready or organized when it came to the battle and the Dragon Emperor went on to fight the stronger opponents.

He let his wife handle what he considered minor as compared to the White Tigers themselves. He arrived at the palace sometime later with an elite group of attackers and went into battle.

He personally killed 3 beasts that were strong enough to be considered his equal. One of them was a large Lynx cat, another a snow leopard. The final one was a violent black jaguar who was the strongest that he had to fight against.

The Dragon Emperor had only one job here and that was to kill any and all descendants of the White Tiger. The battle continued for some more time, before a brown-furred white-

stripped Lynx appeared, large and mighty.

Immediately, the Dragon Emperor knew that he was dealing with an Immortal.

“Little human,” the Lynx spoke in a sonorous voice that seemed to carry with it an authority of the ages. “Why do you attack us when we have done no harm to you?”

“No harm?” the Dragon Emperor spoke back, fearless, for he knew no Immortal could attack him without killing themselves in the process. “The White Tiger attacked and wounded all of our rulers. He tried to take over the world. We have come back for revenge and compensation.”

“My husband did no such thing,” the Lynx spoke. “Go back and we will let you be.”

More beasts arrived around her. A Lioness, a Snow Leopard, a black Wildcat, a Puma, and a regular tiger stood behind the Lynx, causing the Dragon Emperor to nearly step back in fear.

Every single one of them was an Immortal. The strength here was enough to take over all the Continents had the White Tiger really chosen to do so. More beasts joined then, none an Immortal. But their strength was still a force to be reckoned with.

The Dragon Emperor looked at them and was inwardly happy that none of them were White Tigers. Had even one been such, he would have been troubled.

“We will not leave until we have been satisfied,” the Dragon Emperor’s voice roared through the secret realm. “The White Tiger attacked the other Immortal beasts and wounded them. However, he died, so it falls under you to make right what he did wrong.”

“He did nothing wrong,” the Tiger snarled at him.

“Our lord is one of honor. He did not attack the others,” the Snow Leopard said.

“They fought—”

The Lynx rose her limb to stop them all from speaking. “What do you want as compensation?” she asked. “Spirit stones? Artifacts?” she asked.

“We want you all to leave this world,” the Dragon Emperor said. “Leave and do not return. We do not want another White Tiger.”

“That is not up to you,” the Lynx said. “The White Tiger will always be one of the four rulers of this world. This is how the treaty was made. But, if that is what you want, then we will leave. Will you stop your attack on this land if we promise to leave?”

The Dragon Emperor looked at the Lynx, surprised that she was agreeing so easily. “As long as you do so,” he said. “I want an oath from you that you will all leave with not a single one of the White Tiger’s bloodline remaining in this world.”

The Lynx frowned slightly. “The White Tiger’s bloodline has been in this realm for tens of thousands of years. Their bloodline is diluted and almost nothing, but it exists in many beasts in this forest, including the weakest ones. What you ask of us is impossible.”

The Dragon Emperor frowned. Asking them to take every single beast in a forest that spanned half a continent was not feasible at all. “Then take away anyone you can find here with the White Tiger’s bloodline that has a True realm or higher cultivation base. And I want all 6 of you Immortals to leave as well.”

The Lynx slowly nodded.

“That shall be done within the year,” she answered. “Now make an oath that you will take back your armies if I do what I say.”

The two reached a mutual agreement and made oaths on both sides.

The Dragon Emperor left the secret realm after that, taking everyone with him. With the oath in place, he had no reason to worry about the White Tiger’s family wiggling out of it somehow.

The war had already mostly ended by then with the Western Continent left to ruin. Most of the kings had died, all thanks to the Dragon Emperor’s legionnaires who were told to focus on the kings and queens.

They had also looted the Western Continent for anything and everything valuable, leaving behind barely any Saint Spirit stones in the end. It was a shame that they could not loot the Secret realm just as well too, but that was alright.

For now, the Dragon Emperor had done what he could and had gotten rid of every King or White Tiger that could be a threat to him. Now came the time for peace.

The next few thousand years were pleasant for the Dragon Emperor. He lived his life normally, focusing on what he had come to love, Alchemy. He let his son start to handle more and more of the Empire so he learned it for when it was his time to become the Emperor.

2 thousand years later, when Long Huan was born, the Dragon Emperor emperor handed him the Ivory Sword. At the same time, he made it official that Prince Fangyu was to be the Crown Prince.

More time passed and the 2nd prince grew as well, becoming a man who wasn’t very interested in ruling and politics. The Dragon Emperor let him do what he wanted.

As for their third son, the Emperor and Empress decided not to have any more. They were fighting prophecies, so they would fight it properly. There would be no third prince.

More and more years passed, until one day the Azure Dragon finally revealed himself to the Dragon Emperor, now completely healed from his wounds.

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