Daci Dynasty, Chaoge Imperial City.
The whole city is white.
Officials wore linen, common people wore mourning, and huge white flags were erected on both sides of the palace gate.
The spiritual throne of Diao Chan, the 'Holy Lord of Fate', was enshrined with great solemnity.
Empress Yaoguang passed a decree and all the female officials of the Daci Dynasty went to the palace to mourn.
Among these female officials, there are daughters of famous families who have recently defected, and powerful female cultivators who are celebrities in the world.
All of them are beauties of heaven and phoenixes among men.
Good looks, high talent, and proud heart!
Weeping in mourning for the Holy Lord of Fate?
It is really difficult for them to squeeze out a few tears for a stranger.
Even though Diao Chan was the Holy Lord of the Pure Land during her lifetime.
In the Jinluan Hall, Empress Yaoguang was also dressed in plain clothes, and her white clothes were as white as snow.
"Sister, why did Diao Chan die suddenly?!" Jin De asked in surprise.
According to the order of Holy Lords of the Pure Land, Diao Chan is the Holy Lord of Fate, ranking second, only under the Supreme Holy Lord Yaoguang.
However, Diao Chan's cultivation level is low and she is the only one among the ten holy masters whose cultivation level has not reached the Mahayana realm.
In a world where strength is respected, even Jin De, who practices Confucianism and Taoism and values the order of hierarchy, is too lazy to call Diao Chan 'Second Sister'.
Empress Yaoguang glanced at her indifferently, her eyes passed over Qingqiu, Hanyue, and Miaoyin in turn, and finally landed on a young woman.
"Diao Chan's destiny in this life is over."
Unexpected answer!
Everyone was puzzled.
End of life?
This does mean that the person is dead, but it sounds weird.
Empress Yaoguang continued: "Today the whole country is in mourning. I gave sister Diao Chan a grand funeral and sent her on her last journey."
Han Yue asked in confusion: "Eldest sister, the Holy Master and I sympathize with the sisters. Why are some sisters not here for today's funeral?"
There were only five Holy Masters present, plus the strange woman.
Han Yue only remembered that her surname seemed to be Bai?
Cultivation level, first level of Divine Transformation Realm?
How old is Bai Rong? Is she over twenty?
Han Yue secretly sighed in her heart, "What a talent", but she still didn't understand why Bai Rong was qualified to rank with several Holy Masters.
"For those who are not here, I will take their place and pay homage to Sister Diao Chan."
Hearing what Empress Yaoguang said, Han Yue stopped asking any more questions.
The empress walked up to Bai Rong again, smiled and took her hand.
"Introduce me to my sisters."
"Her name is Bai Rong."
"I ordered people to search the world and found a total of nine women with excellent talents and excellent bones, and they voluntarily became members of the Pure Land."
"Bai Rong stands out among these nine people and is the best among the best."
"What I mean..."
Han Yue thought to herself, could it be that the eldest sister wants to accept a disciple?
"I have decided to grant Bai Rong half of the Holy Lord's authority so that she can grow in practice in the future."
"As long as Bai Rong reaches the Mahayana realm before the age of fifty, she will immediately succeed to the position of the tenth Holy Master!"
After Empress Yaoguang finished speaking, everyone looked surprised.
Especially Hanyue, she was not born or raised in the Pure Land, but was chosen by the Pure Land as a sword cultivator from Jianghu, and was selected as the Holy Master of Swords.
Hanyue knows the difficulty and harshness of this best. What she has achieved today is by no means as simple as "hard work".
However, Bai Rong was only at the first level of the Divine Transformation Realm and was also a member of the world, but was directly trained by Empress Yaoguang as the future Holy Master?
In Han Yue's heart, there was a little bit of jealousy.
"well!"
"The Pure Land has lost two holy masters one after another, and now is the founding of the country. It is a critical time to replenish fresh blood and strengthen itself."
"Look at Fan Li. He is busy working on state affairs in Jiangshan Pavilion every day, and he is dedicated to serving the public. When has he ever complained?"
"How can I be so narrow-minded that I am actually jealous of little sister Bai Rong?"
Fan Li would never have imagined it.
He is a dignified and traitorous minister, and sometimes he becomes an example of "serving the public wholeheartedly".
Anyway, Han Yue thought like this, feeling a burst of self-criticism in her heart, and immediately accepted Bai Rong's identity.
But she still had doubts.
Assuming that Bai Rong is twenty years old this year, can she really cultivate from the first level of the Transformation Realm to the first level of the Mahayana Realm in thirty years?
There is a big gap between the two realms. Unless Bai Rong eats heaven-level elixirs as food, how can it be possible...
"Han Yue."
"Ah, here?"
Han Yue was thinking wildly when she was stopped by the empress.
"I want to trouble you with something."
"Please give me your instructions, elder sister." Han Yue said quickly.
Empress Yaoguang smiled and said: "Please accompany Bai Rong to Xue Feng's dojo and inherit everything she left there. Then, bring Bai Rong back safely."
"Okay, eldest sister."
Han Yue agreed without hesitation, but was confused in her heart.
Blood Phoenix Legacy?
What could she leave behind?
From the eldest sister's tone, it seems that the inheritance is still a bit dangerous, otherwise how can we bring Bai Rong back safely?
"But with my Four Immortal Killing Swords, except for Emperor Jiajing's Jinluan Palace, is there any place in the world that I can't go to?" Han Yue thought about it and suddenly felt very high-spirited!
"Ah! I almost forgot."
Empress Yaoguang suddenly took Han Yue's hand, her gentle touch was like a sister caring about her little sister.
"Sister Xuefeng's legacy is, after all, the secret of her lineage."
"When Bai Rong accepts the inheritance, it would be best if Sister Hanyue can avoid it. If not, please forget everything you saw forever."
Hanyue's pretty face turned red when she heard this!
She is the purest sword cultivator. She has only studied her own swordsmanship throughout her life. How could she covet the inheritance of other people's secret techniques?
"Sister! Am I that kind of person? I..."
Han Yue was about to swear, but Empress Yaoguang pressed her finger against her lips.
"Sister, don't get me wrong."
"I'm just telling you a few words as usual, how can I not believe my sister at all? If I don't believe it, I can simply assign someone else to protect Bai Rong."
"alright."
Empress Yaoguang clapped her hands.
"The civil and military officials of the entire dynasty, as well as the compassionate people, are waiting outside."
"Come out with me to pay homage to sister Diao Chan who died young."
The palace door is open.
Empress Yaoguang, surrounded by everyone, moved to the high platform.
Below, there were countless subjects of the Daci Dynasty. As soon as they saw Empress Yaoguang, they screamed and shouted in excitement, and fell to their knees in large numbers.
If Fan Li were present, he would definitely shout that this is an idol fan meeting.
"My sister is dead."
Empress Yaoguang spoke slowly, her gentle motherly voice echoing over Chaoge Imperial City.
As if feeling her emotions, countless women sobbed softly.
"I'm very sad too."
"Besides, I heard some rumors."
"Some people say that there were ten holy masters in the Pure Land, which made men in the world dare not face them."
"Today, there are only eight Holy Masters left. This is a sign of decline."
"Hahahahahaha~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"
Sudden laughter!
In her laughter, Empress Yaoguang's voice was no longer gentle, nor did she have the slightest hint of motherly feeling.
On the contrary, this laughter gives people a very domineering and arrogant feeling!
That is the spirit of a king who looks down upon the world, and the arrogance of being the only one to dominate!
"When I am here, the country is here!"
"As long as I survive, my great mercy will remain forever!"
"I am the emperor!"
"The rise and fall of Great Compassion lies with me, not with the life and death of one or two Holy Lords!"
"The emperor's magical power!"
This shocking scene will forever be engraved in the hearts of the compassionate subjects.
Countless white rays of light were seen flying from all directions, holding Empress Yaoguang's body like silk threads.
The body of the empress gradually grew larger, like a legendary giant!
Anyone with a little knowledge will immediately think of the legend that Han Emperor Liu Xie defeated Dong Zhuo not long ago.
This is a magical power that only the emperor’s destiny can cultivate:
Pangu’s giant body!
