Chapter 508 - 508: The Young Martial Saint
Chapter 508: Chapter 508: The Young Martial Saint
Having decided to wait a month before heading to the Sea of Stars, Yang Xiaotian returned to the Divine Residence.
As the end of the year approached, the entire Myriad Gods Imperial City was bustling with excitement.
The streets were adorned with lanterns and streamers, brimming with festivity.
Nonetheless, after the previous attack on the Myriad Gods Imperial City by the four Demon Sects, the Myriad Gods Empire had strengthened the military presence in the city, and patrolling soldiers could be seen everywhere.
Before Yang Xiaotian even made it back to the Divine Residence, the guardians of the mansion spotted him from afar and exclaimed with delight, “His Majesty has returned!”
“His Majesty has returned!”
Such an announcement set not just the Divine Residence abuzz but also the surrounding streets.
Passersby, who were masters in their own right but did not recognize Yang Xiaotian, all turned to look upon hearing the news.
“It’s Emperor Sanqian, Divine Emperor Yang!”
“Divine Emperor Yang!”
The masters passing by all knelt down excitedly.
Before long, a large portion of what had been a bustling street was now filled with people kneeling.
And the commotion grew louder and spread further, with more and more masters kneeling.
It even extended to the end of the streets.
Yang Xiaotian broke into a sweat and quickly helped the people around him to their feet.
“Everyone, please rise!” “There’s no need for such formality.”
Under Yang Xiaotian’s repeated shouts, the crowd gradually stood up.
Even so, the people in the streets were still overcome with excitement.
For many, the opportunity to meet the New Lord of Azure God was a supreme honor.
Seeing that everyone remained rooted on the spot, unwilling to leave or move, Yang Xiaotian could only make a fist with his hand in salute and say, “Everyone, please leave,” before heading towards the Divine Residence.
But even as Yang Xiaotian spoke to persuade them, no one left.
Ultimately, it was only after the people from the Divine Residence came out that Yang Xiaotian, surrounded by the people of the Divine Residence, made his way into the mansion.
It was a long while after Yang Xiaotian entered the Divine Residence that the crowd gradually dispersed.
Yang Ling’er said to Yang Xiaotian with a smile, “Brother, you don’t know, but in the past few months, many warriors have rushed here from all over the Empire every day, gathering outside the mansion and waiting, just to catch a glimpse of you.”
“As the number of people grew, we found it difficult to even step outside.”
“Finally, having no other choice, it was the Great Emperor Myriad Gods himself who sent people to persuade the crowd to leave.”
Telling this, Yang Ling’er blinked her big eyes and said with a laugh, “Now, the warriors of the Azure God Continent worship you so much, brother.” Then, lowering her voice, she leaned in and whispered, “And there are many beautiful women coming to see you every day.”
Yang Xiaotian tapped Yang Ling’er’s forehead and chided her with a laugh, “There you go making fun of your brother again.”
Yang Ling’er touched her forehead, pouting, “I’m not joking; I’m telling the truth.”
Yang Chao and Huang Ying were both brimming with smiles.
“Father, Mother,” said Yang Xiaotian, approaching with a smile.
Huang Ying replied to Yang Ling’er with a laugh, “You talk about others waiting outside to see your brother, but aren’t you the same?”
Then, turning to Yang Xiaotian, she said, “This girl Ling’er has been talking about you every day. She often stays outside the mansion, hoping and wondering when her brother will come back.”
Yang Ling’er stuck out her tongue, “I did not stay outside and wait.”
The group shared a laugh.
Yang Xiaotian entered the mansion, laughing and talking with his family, and he introduced Deng Feng and a few others from the Yin Wind Sect to everyone.
This time, he had returned accompanied by the Dark Dragon and Deng Feng along with his companions.
“Little girl, how’s your cultivation been recently? You haven’t been slacking, have you?” Yang Xiaotian asked with a smile to Yang Ling’er.
“I haven’t been slacking at all,” Yang Ling’er replied, shaking her long braids and smiling, “I’ve been practicing diligently every day, continuously practicing, practicing with all my might!”
She emphasized her effort by repeating “practicing” three times.
Yang Chao laughed and said, “Ling’er has always been hard at work on her cultivation. She says that once she breaks through to Martial Venerable, she plans to take the assessments at the Azure God Academy.”
Yang Xiaotian smiled at Yang Ling’er and said, “Is that so.”
Yang Ling’er replied seriously, “Once I enter Azure God Academy, I’ll continue to work hard and participate in the Azure God Mansion assessment.”
Huang Ying laughed, “The girl’s goal is not small, she says she wants to be the number one female Sword God in Azure God Continent someday.”
Yang Xiaotian chuckled.
Embarrassed by Yang Xiaotian’s laughter, Yang Ling’er blushed slightly.
That evening, a grand banquet was held at Divine Residence, filled with laughter and joy throughout the mansion.
“Brother, New Year’s is just a few days away, how much are you going to put in my red envelope this year?” Yang Ling’er asked with a smile during the feast.
This was always her biggest concern when New Year approached.
“How about ten billion lower-grade spirit stones?” Yang Xiaotian asked with a smile.
Yang Ling’er burst out with a puff, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked at her brother, “Ten, ten billion?” In previous years, the most Yang Xiaotian ever gave was ten million.
Xiao Jin was also gulping down his drink, thinking about how many lollipops ten billion lower-grade spirit stones could buy.
With ten billion lower-grade spirit stones to spend on lollipops, even if you eat one every day, it would take a billion years to finish them.
Seeing his sister’s astonished look, Yang Xiaotian laughed and said, “A few days ago, your brother made a fortune overseas.”
He not only found the Netherworld Treasure Trove, but he also emptied the extremely precious spirit stones, holy-grade spirit stones, and many heavenly treasures from the treasury of the Star God Palace. How could he not become wealthy?
“Brother, you didn’t empty the treasury of Star God Country, did you?” Yang Ling’er asked with a laugh.
The story of Yang Xiaotian’s encounter with Star God Country had spread back to Azure God Continent, and everyone in Divine Residence knew about it.
“Pretty much,” Yang Xiaotian replied with a smile.
The banquet continued until late into the night.
After everyone dispersed, Yang Xiaotian returned to his palace to continue cultivating the Netherworld Divine Art, striving to break through to the tenth level as soon as possible.
When Yang Xiaotian stopped cultivating, he realized that dawn had broken.
He stepped out of his room and practiced his swordsmanship for a while.
He went through all the Supreme Divine Powers he had practiced before.
Beyond Summit Mastery lies Sword Intent.
Sword God Powerhouses can comprehend more than nine types of Sword Intent.
Yang Xiaotian felt that within a year, he would be able to comprehend more than nine types of Sword Intent at the same time.
If he entered the Sea of Stars and obtained those dozen or so Star God Fruits, within a year, he might even have hope of breaking through to the Martial Saint Realm.
By then, he would be the first young Martial Saint in the history of Azure God Continent.
In Azure God Continent, no one could break through to Martial Emperor before the age of eighteen, let alone Martial Saint.
After the New Year, he would only be sixteen years old.
“I wonder if there are any young Martial Emperors or young Martial Saints in Myriad Swords Continent,” Yang Xiaotian thought to himself.
His teacher, Divine Master Hong Feng, came from Myriad Swords Continent, which was stronger than Azure God Continent, with more and stronger talents in both Martial Dao and Sword Dao.
Just at that moment, he saw his sister, Yang Ling’er, leading Donghuang Xiu into the room.
Seeing Donghuang Xiu, Yang Xiaotian was surprised; it had been a while since he had seen her.
But there was something off about Donghuang Xiu’s expression.
“Senior Sister Donghuang,” Yang Xiaotian said.
Donghuang Xiu approached Yang Xiaotian, her eyes reddened, and said, “Junior Brother Yang, please, save my father.”
“Chairman Donghuang?” Yang Xiaotian was taken aback.
“My father went overseas with the experts of the company several months ago, but there has been no word from him for months,” Donghuang Xiu said sadly.
“Chairman Donghuang hasn’t returned?” Yang Xiaotian was surprised. When he was overseas, he had encountered the East Emperor Commerce Association, and at that time, Donghuang Sheng talked about going to Heavenly Beast Island to find an extraordinary spirit vein and even invited him to join.
It had been nearly half a year, and he still hadn’t returned?
By all accounts, he should have been back by now.