Ringing the Bell for a Hundred Years, I Became the Sect’s Ancestor – Chapter 83

Chapter 83: The Martial Emperor

Xing Province, Prince Luo’s Residence.

Covering an area of thousands of hectares, hundreds of palaces stretch endlessly, showcasing the ultimate in luxury, grandeur, and magnificence.

Inside a grand hall.

Prince Luo and several of his trusted advisors were discussing important matters.

“Is the news accurate?”

This Prince Luo, with his imposing physique and aura of dominance, sat enthroned like a coiled dragon or a crouching tiger.

“Your Highness, judging from the timeline, even if that person used all sorts of precious life-extending treasures, they would have already reached the end of their lifespan. It must be true. We must take action; otherwise, if that object falls into the hands of others, it will be extremely detrimental to Your Highness’s grand plan.”

A black-clad scholar beside him, shaking his feather fan, spoke with great confidence.

“Mister Wen is right. The greater the risk, the greater the reward. Only when that object is in my possession will I be qualified to compete.”

Prince Luo’s eyes gleamed with a sharp light.

If that object fell into the hands of others, his chances of winning would be greatly reduced.

After all, that object was too important.

It could be considered a national treasure, capable of deciding the change of dynasties.

Meanwhile, in many other places, numerous feudal lords and major martial arts sects were also becoming restless.

Divine Sword Sect.

Divine Sword Hall.

Numerous peak masters and elders with real authority gathered together, even several Sword Envoys appeared.

“Grand Martial Uncle sent a message via Flying Eagle, saying that a major event is about to happen in the Jade Capital and instructing us to dispatch a group of experts above the Grandmaster level to await orders. Their strength must be sufficient, but it cannot affect our Divine Sword Sect’s ability to protect itself afterward.”

Sect Master Feng Shaoyu said in a deep voice.

As the Sect Master, he knew what the major event Grand Martial Uncle referred to might be.

This matter already concerned the future survival of the Divine Sword Sect.

The expressions of the peak masters and elders with real authority present turned grave.

They knew that this kind of major event, involving the highest level of the Great Chang, once the Divine Sword Sect was involved, also had the possibility of leading to its downfall.

But the problem was that the Divine Sword Sect simply couldn’t stay out of it.

After all, the reason the Divine Sword Sect was able to establish itself in the Great Chang, besides its own strength, was also related to its firm stance on the side of the imperial family. In a sense, the Divine Sword Sect had already been branded with the mark of the imperial family’s forces.

After discussion, Sect Master Feng Shaoyu decided to send out one-third of the Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters.

As for the selection, it was naturally done through a lottery.

Finally, the lottery results came out: two out of the seven peak masters, twelve out of the thirty-two elders with real authority, and two out of the four Sword Envoys.

As for other elder-level experts, the number was even greater.

“Everyone, I’m counting on you.”

Sect Master Feng Shaoyu looked at those who had been chosen and immediately bowed, saying.

He knew that it was completely unknown how many of these people would return after going to the Jade Capital.

In a place like the Jade Capital, the battleground of the imperial family, the feudal lords of the world, and numerous martial arts sects, once a drastic change occurred, even a Great Grandmaster could become a pawn sacrificed at any moment.

Time Bell Pavilion.

Spirit Field.

A field of golden rice shone brilliantly in the sunlight.

Led by Master Zhou Buping, Li Qian and Liu Ming were harvesting the more than one mu of rice with sickles.

Each rice stalk was heavy, laden with ripe grains.

With the speed of the three, and being martial artists, they finished harvesting everything in less than half an hour.

As for threshing and the like, it was even simpler.

“Master, the harvest of this spirit rice is quite good.”

Li Qian said with a smile.

“It’s very average, not comparable to the Spirit Herb Garden.”

Zhou Buping shook his head and smiled.

“Master, you’re not a professional. It’s already pretty good to have this much harvest. It’s enough for us to eat anyway.”

Li Qian said.

“That’s true. Liu Ming, cook this newly harvested spirit rice later.”

Zhou Buping instructed.

“Okay, Old Master.”

Liu Ming quickly replied.

He had already successfully entered the ranks of martial artists a year ago.

However, he didn’t choose to become an Inner Sect Disciple and instead opted to remain at Time Bell Pavilion.

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Although he had an honest personality, he wasn’t stupid. Becoming an Inner Sect Disciple might elevate his status, but the competition there was too fierce. With his root bone talent and comprehension, he wouldn’t be able to stand out at all.

It was better to continue staying at Time Bell Pavilion.

Whatever Senior Brother Li casually shared was enough for him not to worry about cultivation resources.

Just after returning from harvesting spirit rice in the Spirit Field, Li Qian saw Pang Bai coming over.

“Senior Brother Pang, what’s the matter again?”

Li Qian greeted him.

“Senior Brother Li, are you that afraid of me coming? Can’t I come if there’s nothing going on?”

Pang Bai was speechless.

This Junior Brother Li was truly good at hiding.

Staying in this broken Time Bell Pavilion every day, he didn’t know what was so good about it. There wasn’t even a place to talk to people usually. Wouldn’t he be bored to death after a while?

Every time he came over, he had to run a long distance.

“Hmm, it smells so good. It seems I came at the right time, just in time for dinner.”

Pang Bai suddenly sniffed the air and walked towards the Bell Tower as he spoke.

During dinner, the four of them sat around a table.

“Old Master, I’d like to toast you.”

Pang Bai said, raising his bowl filled with alcohol.

Zhou Buping nodded with a smile.

As soon as Pang Bai started drinking, he became even more talkative, never stopping from beginning to end.

“Senior Brother Li, Senior Brother Chang, who was studying at the Imperial Martial Arts Academy, has returned. I heard he has already stepped into the Grandmaster realm.”

Pang Bai suddenly said, his tone filled with envy.

“He became a Grandmaster?”

Li Qian was surprised. “Wasn’t his cultivation level only at the middle stage of the True Qi Realm before he went?”

“Yes, before he went, although he was stronger than us, he wasn’t that much stronger. I didn’t expect that after studying at the Imperial Martial Arts Academy for more than three years, he would actually become a Grandmaster. This speed is even faster than Nangong Bei, a True Disciple.”

Pang Bai nodded and said.

“It seems that this Imperial Martial Arts Academy really has something special.”

Li Qian said.

“Old Master, do you know what’s so special about the Imperial Martial Arts Academy?”

Pang Bai suddenly looked at Zhou Buping and asked curiously.

“I’ve never been there, how would I know.”

Zhou Buping smiled and shook his head.

Actually, he felt quite regretful. If it were Li Qian who went, he would definitely have progressed faster than Chang Xiaoyao.

Afternoon.

Li Qian had just finished ringing the bell and cultivating when Master Zhou Buping returned from the foot of the mountain, his face grave.

“Come with me.”

Zhou Buping said.

Li Qian was puzzled and immediately followed his master to the wooden house behind.

“Today, I went to the Divine Sword Hall. A large group of Grandmasters and Great Grandmasters from our Divine Sword Sect have left for the Jade Capital. A major event is about to happen there.”

Zhou Buping said, “If there’s no accident, it’s very likely that the current Martial Emperor is about to pass away.”

“The Martial Emperor is about to pass away?”

Li Qian’s heart was greatly shaken.

He had learned about the history of the Great Chang. The imperial family implemented a system of two emperors, the Civil Emperor and the Martial Emperor. The Civil Emperor handled political affairs, while the Martial Emperor safeguarded the realm. The number of Civil Emperors in the history of the Great Chang had exceeded twenty, while there had only been five Martial Emperors.

After all, to be able to hold the position of Martial Emperor, one must be a top-tier Celestial Being.

Such a Celestial Being Martial Emperor, coupled with the most top-notch cultivation resources of the Great Chang, could almost live to the limit of nearly three hundred years.

It was said that the current Martial Emperor was exceptionally talented, the number one Celestial Being of the Great Chang, who had awed the world for over two hundred years, suppressing numerous feudal lords and martial arts sects.

These two hundred years could be considered the most prosperous period of the Great Chang Dynasty.

But no matter how powerful the Martial Emperor was, there would come a day when they would reach the end.

Evidently, this Martial Emperor, who had dominated the world, had likely reached the end of his life.

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