Martial God Asura

Chapter 6462: A Stronger Legacy

“Milord, is there anything you need me to do?” Jie Mubai asked.

He was not so naive as to think that such great power was bestowed on him without a price, though he was still grateful to the other party for not only granting him power but also saving his life.

Weng!

The palace walls suddenly vanished, revealing an even larger palace. At the center of the palace was a legacy formation.

As a Heavenly Dragon World Spiritist, Jie Mubai sensed that the legacy formation contained power far stronger and viler than what was within his body. Someone else had already claimed the legacy, and it was not him.

“Milord, has someone else obtained your legacy?” Jie Mubai asked bitterly.

He thought the man who proclaimed himself emperor had high expectations of him, yet the other party had bestowed far greater power on someone else. Naturally, he felt tilted. He didn’t think anyone in the world of cultivation was more qualified than him.

“Don’t ask questions you shouldn’t ask,” the man who proclaimed himself emperor replied with unquestionable authority.

“I was too nosy.” Jie Mubai dared not probe despite his curiosity, knowing he was nothing before the man.

Shoosh!

A light suddenly appeared on the horizon of the palace. It slit open a spatial rift before manifesting into a peculiar gate reminiscent of a flight of stairs. It was a Heaven Gate.

“Go in,” the man said.

Jie Mubai instinctively understood the significance of Heaven Gate and knew this was a massive fortuitous encounter, but he hesitated. It hadn’t been easy for him to obtain such great power. He didn’t want to enter the Ninth Galaxy just like that.

There were many untapped fortuitous encounters in the eight galaxies.

So, Jie Mubai asked, “Milord, can I enter the Ninth Galaxy later?”

“I didn’t bestow you power just so you can flaunt it here,” the man replied. “I chose you because you possess some talent, but that’s all there is to it. The current world of cultivation is limiting your growth. You have to enter the Ninth Galaxy to overcome your limits.

“You have built up a strong foundation. Your spirit power will grow swiftly once you enter the Ninth Galaxy, but the sooner you enter, the faster you’ll grow. Your job is to grow at all costs, so that you may become useful to me one day.”

“Milord, may I know what you intend me to do, so that I may make preparations beforehand?” Jie Mubai asked. He felt insecure, not knowing the man’s intention.

“I’ll look for you if you manage to grow to a satisfactory level. Otherwise, you won’t even qualify to serve me,” the man replied.

Jie Mubai felt uncomfortable. Even from a young age, he had been a celebrated prodigy in the world of cultivation. It was his first time being evaluated so lowly by someone. To think he would be unqualified to even serve someone.

This pricked his ego, but he dared not complain about it.

“Milord, I will not let you down. I’ll await your summons.”

Despite his reluctance, Jie Mubai bowed deeply before obediently entering the Heaven Gate. The Heaven Gate closed shortly after, and the two palaces reverted to normal.

A middle-aged man stepped out. He was incredibly dashing, with long black hair that naturally cascaded in place. He wore a simple white robe embroidered with golden threads, exuding an ethereal air of nobility.

He was a translucent soul entity—an incomplete soul, at that—yet even his simplest gestures moved the natural energies around him.

“Who says no prodigy can’t rise from commoners? This emperor has long said that there are talents among commoners with seemingly ordinary bloodlines, just that they lack the resources to bring out their potential. With sufficient resources, they can rise to the top as well. Look, aren’t there plenty of talented individuals in this era?” the middle-aged man spoke.

He was the man who proclaimed himself emperor.

“The Chu father and son are perfect examples. Not only is the father strong, but the son is even more incredible. He has obtained the legendary Genesis Bloodline and acquired a portion of Qin Jiu’s legacy. Even the Spirit God has temporarily lent him the Three Realms Divine Eyes. From the looks of it, he has won the acknowledgment of the Nine Realms Secret Domain.

“Chu Feng and Chu Xuanyuan. I look forward to seeing how far they can go in this era. It’ll make an unprecedented tale if both father and son reach the top of the world of cultivation.”

The man nodded in approval as he spoke about Chu Feng and Chu Xuanyuan.

He looked into the distance. His eyes peered across space to gaze upon the hidden base of the Martial Cultivator Commerce Guild’s guild leader, where Zi Ling was in closed-door training.

“That lass’ treasure carries the Blood Emperor’s aura. That pulsating aura... The Blood Emperor is still alive. Does that mean you’re alive too, Qin Jiu?”

The man who proclaimed himself emperor frowned. It was hard to read his mind, whether he was feeling anticipation or worry.