Legend of Swordsman

Inside the Vermilion Bird Temple.

Amidst the clinking of cups, the elders discussed the various prodigies on the Original Planet.

As for the fallen Grand Yan Immortals, they chose not to acknowledge their existence. In their eyes, entering the Qishen Temple was a waste of resources for these Grand Yan Immortals.

But the Qishen Temple was vast and prosperous, indifferent to such matters.

According to Zhu Yi’s words, they were not afraid of quantity. Even if among the million Grand Yan Immortals, one stepped into the realm of the half-step Emperor, the Qishen Temple would profit.

Looking at it now, they had indeed profited handsomely.

Before entering the Qishen Temple, Jian Wushuang and Hu Qings strengths were ranked rather low. The top 100 million couldn’t even enter.

But now, they comfortably occupied the top 500 positions.

Apart from them. there were several exceptionally talented individuals. When they entered the Qishen Temple, they were just Grand Yan Immortals with a second- grade origin source. Now, having broken through the Perfected Nine

Revolutions, their combat power matched that of the half- step Emperor.

This was a significant gain!

In any case, the Grand Yan Immortals who could eventually settle in the four major secret realms would not exceed 10,000 people. The lowest threshold among these 10,000 people was that of Dao Lord.

This was just the beginning. Originally, there were 700 to 800 Dao Lords. At the end of the first phase, their number increased to 1,000. These Dao Lords, tempered through life-and-death battles, had immense potential. The second phase was when the true explosive growth began.

Their numbers had almost doubled.

Perhaps they hadn’t even realized it themselves—they had acquired the strength of Dao Lords.

Originally, there were around 200 half-step Emperors, most of them cultivated the Ultimate Dao. Now, their number had doubled, with more than 400 half- step Emperors. Among them, dozens of Grand Yan Immortals could rival Emperors. This included Wan Xing, who was initially ranked beyond 200, and Hu Qing.

Among these people, there was no Jian Wushuang, but that was not surprising. The second phase of the trial was too favorable for him, much like the Dao Lord Xue Yue in the Feather Continent.

“Lord Zhu Yi, stop beating around the bush. Tell us, is Lord True Spirit interested in Jian Wushuang? Many people have their eyes on this kid now. Be careful not to let him slip away from you,” Qiuhuang said, smiling openly, taking the initiative to ask.

Although he was seated at the end, in terms of strength, he was no less than those people.

However, the existence that had suppressed him back then was too powerful. In the four major secret realms of the past, that existence had shaken the heavens with every step. When he entered the Qishen Temple, he did not know the high status of that existence. He thought that once he entered the Qishen Temple, he would be one of the Qishen’s people and no longer needed to pay attention to that existence. He would even curse that existence whenever he felt like it, but he ended up being taught a lesson. His position in the Qishen Temple plummeted.

Back then, people like them clearly had different statuses.

For example, that old fellow Yang Sanmu was a member of the A-rank in the four major secret realms, while he was only a B m rank member.

Generally speaking, as long as one had the strength of tier 5, they could be listed as a B-rank member. If they achieved great feats, the Qishen would personally promote them to A-rank members.

Although his contributions were not small, they were not enough to reach the level of A-rank, but he had attained the status of B3.

From top to bottom, nine was the smallest, and one was the largest.

Due to his role as the Divine Craftsman Envoy, Yang Sanmu was promoted to A6, a very high position.

Only the tier 6 Emperors could enjoy such treatment. Above them were some extremely powerful Emperors who possessed unique skills, like the one who had once suppressed him. His rank was Al, comparable to those Divine Masters.

Foreign Divine Masters, upon joining the Qishen, would start from Al and move upward.

To be precise, the minimum requirement for D-rank members was Emperor.

tier 4 Emperors of the B-rank could directly enter, corresponding to the tier 5 Emperors of the A-rank. Of course, there were also quite a few tier 4 Emperors with significant achievements who entered the B-rank.

In the A-rank category, most were tier 6 Emperors, with a small portion being tier 5 Emperors.

The highest tier was the S-rank category.

Even Emperors couldn’t enter it. Even that unparalleled Sword God, an Emperor with unparalleled strength, hadn’t gained access to the S-rank category.

Qiuhuang felt miserable!

Back then, he had been demoted to the D-rank category. He climbed his way up to the top of the C-rank category. When the Qishen collapsed, they had no choice but to slumber within the four major secret realms.

Now, upon their revival, the road ahead was treacherous, starting anew.

The division of categories also meant a division of resources.

It had a significant impact, evident from the sequence alone.

It’s just unknown whether True Spirit of today would remember the camaraderie of the past. Although they had been summoned back, their powers had stagnated. It was challenging to reawaken their former combat abilities.

If the merit points in their identity tokens could still be exchanged for treasures, they had hope of restoring their peak strength.

They, too, had identity tokens, just like those testers. The only difference lay in their roles; they were responsible for constructing the Qishen Temple, while the testers were there to enjoy the great opportunity provided by the

Qishen Temple.

The gap was too vast!

Yang Sanmu, seated near the front, noticed Qiuhuang’s reaction and inquired, and others also glanced over.

Zhu Yi lowered her eyes and smiled faintly, pointing a finger.

In the sky, a ripple appeared, the image continuously zooming in until it settled on the north tower of Qiuhuang City on the Original Planet Alpha 9.

In the scene, there was a graceful monk, his eyebrows thick and distinctive, his eyes clear, and his facial features well-defined. He wore a loose monks robe that billowed in the wind.

Beside him, there was a chatty young boy who gestured and moved his hands occasionally, but people naturally ignored him, focusing their attention on the graceful monk.

This person was Hu Qing!

“It really is him. I thought it was that kid Jian Wushuang,” Qiuhuang said, his gaze fixed on Hu Qing, his eyes wide with surprise.

Yang Sanmu was also somewhat shocked. He stared at the graceful monk in the sky, recalling the scene when he had seen him. His furrowed brows relaxed, revealing a smile. He sighed softly, “Impressive!”

“This kid is truly extraordinary, reaching the level of Perfected Nine

Revolutions, yet comparable to the Emperor’s strength!”

“Congratulations, Lord Zhu Yi. This person will be under your command in the future. With his current strength, he could probably fight against the Emperor after breaking through to Perfected Nine Revolutions.”

Although Zhu Yi’s face showed a smile, she cursed inwardly!

From her understanding of True Spirit, if someone dared to leave the Original Universe, True Spirit would take them away. True Spirit didn’t approve of the rules set by the Qishen Temple in the past, so they wouldn’t keep the people they valued in the Vermilion Bird Temple. They would probably establish a separate world for them to cultivate.

This was outrageous!

Zhu Yi really wanted to point her finger at True Spirit and scold him!

Why did her predecessor have to impose such a fatal command, obeying everything True Spirit said?

Now she couldn’t even rebel; all she could do was watch helplessly.

Ding!

The token trembled.

All the elders present felt their identity tokens trembling and hurriedly examined them with their hearts.

“The Elder’s Palace is established, independent of the Four Great Temples.”

After seeing this sentence, everyone’s expressions changed. Naturally, it didn’t escape Zhu Yi p s eyes. She seemed to sense something wrong and quickly took out her Identity token.

“The Elder’s Palace!”

Zhu Yi was about to go mad.

To be independent of the Four Great Temples… True Spirit was planning a rebellion!

The elders present exchanged glances, not understanding the situation. However, they were clear about one thing: Zhu Yi was probably going to drive them out.

The Elder’s Palace, independent of the Four Great Temples..