60: Only allowed to see once

Elder Jiang looked at the bewildered expressions of the Elders present and immediately explained, "Do you all remember when we interrogated that demon in the Divine Tree Sea, and when the great fiend's emergence was mentioned, I brought up the matter of the Quasi-Emperor?"

Xu Elder's expression shifted; he made a fist with his left hand and struck his right palm, "Saint, Great Saint, Saint King, and above that, is the Emperor Dao."

"The Emperor Dao Domain, with its eternal life and a Lifespan of tens of thousands of years, has accumulated an unimaginable amount of foundation."

"Since the Heavenly Emperor Sword is named after an Emperor, and can unleash an invincible sword strike, its owner must already be in the Emperor Dao realm!"

"Legends in our Xuan Realm say that a Quasi-Emperor was born in the Primordial Era. Could it be this Xuan Emperor?"

Elder Zhang, listening from the side, was captivated. He couldn't help but clench his fists and said, "If a Quasi-Emperor were to act, perhaps he would have the ability to accomplish the feat of sweeping away all demons in the Xuan Realm with a single sword."

Elder Jiang also nodded, "If it's a Quasi-Emperor, then everything makes sense."

"Xuan Emperor was originally from the Xuan Realm, and even participated in the Demon Subduing Magic Array back then. If he encountered them, his motivation to act would be very reasonable."

He paused here, then said with some doubt, "However, I heard that this Xuan Emperor left the Xuan Realm long ago, traveling through myriad realms for countless years. Could it be that he sensed the great changes in the Xuan Realm?"

At this moment, a clear, spring-like voice interrupted, "Then why is that Great Saint from the Sima Family so certain that the owner of the Heavenly Emperor Sword is Xuan Emperor?"

The Elders looked at Nangong Qin and subconsciously nodded.

The owner of the Heavenly Emperor Sword could be a Quasi-Emperor, but Xuan Emperor has certainly not returned for a long time, so why would they assume it's him?

Elder Jiang said, "Other Fellow Daoists have similar doubts. That Great Saint from the Sima Family said that there is a portrait of Xuan Emperor in their clan, and he coincidentally has a golden holy sword at his waist. The sword's blade faces inward, but a 'Heaven' character could still be seen."

"That Great Saint from the Sima Family said he would immediately release this scroll of Xuan Emperor's portrait for the world to worship."

A golden holy sword, with the character 'Heaven' engraved on its blade, a Quasi-Emperor who has lived from the Primordial Era until now.

The Elders exchanged glances.

All the elements are complete; the probability of Xuan Emperor acting is as high as 99%, so it's basically correct.

Even Nangong Qin was shocked.

"My husband, he was Xuan Emperor all along?"

"No wonder he always seems so calm and collected, as if everything is under his control."

"After all, he is a great figure who became a Quasi-Emperor in the Primordial Era. I really didn't expect his background to be so profound. I've truly overstepped."

The Primordial Era, as referred to by the powerhouses of the Xuan Realm, generally refers to the period before ten thousand years ago.

A being who achieved Quasi-Emperor status ten thousand years ago—how terrifying his strength, how profound his foundation—is almost unimaginable.

Nangong Qin's shock far surpassed that of the Elders present.

Because she had personally held the Heavenly Emperor Sword and was absolutely certain that Chu Feng was the Heavenly Emperor Sword Master.

And now, combining the information Elder Jiang received, it can be concluded that Chu Feng is Xuan Emperor!

In this way, everything made sense.

Only such an existence would use quasi-Saint level Cultivation Techniques, which are priceless, by the 'jin' (a unit of weight), as if they were toilet paper.

Putting herself in his shoes, from his long time scale, quasi-Saint level Cultivation Techniques might truly be like toilet paper in his eyes.

She wondered if the Xuan Emperor's portrait depicted her husband's true appearance.

Nangong Qin was now eager to see the Xuan Emperor's portrait.

Unexpectedly, someone was even more impatient than her.

Elder Sun slapped the table, anxiously saying, "How long until the Sima Family releases the Xuan Emperor's portrait!? Hurry up! I must pay my respects to Lord Xuan Emperor. If it weren't for him, my bones would be cold by now."

Elder Jiang rolled his eyes at him and said, "Why are you so anxious? It's hard to imagine that with your temperament, you could become an alchemist and achieve such high mastery. Heavenly Dao must be blind."

Elder Sun puffed out his beard and glared, "No personal attacks! Has the painting arrived?"

Elder Jiang waved his hand helplessly, "It's here."

As Elder Jiang waved his hand, a ball of white Spiritual Qi emerged from his sleeve, floating towards the top of the deliberation hall. The Spiritual Qi, swirling, merged into a long scroll.

On the scroll, black and white lines naturally outlined and rapidly depicted.

The figure's silhouette quickly appeared in three dimensions before the Elders.

It was a handsome young man with hair as black as ink.

The young man smiled, and his most striking feature was a small, delicate tear mole beneath his left eye, like a crystal tear about to fall.

He wore a cyan robe, with sleeves fluttering, and one hand rested casually on his waist. A light red sachet hung from his waist, and a golden holy sword was suspended on one side of the sachet.

The holy sword emitted light and flames, and the exposed part of the blade faintly revealed a "Heaven" character.

This portrait was incredibly vivid; even just by looking at the scroll, one could feel the gentle and elegant demeanor of the young man with the sword, but the tear mole at his eye corner added a touch of tenderness to him.

"Is this Xuan Emperor?"

"So handsome! He looks like the light of the Xuan Realm, someone who cares for the world."

"I wish I could have been born in the same era as Xuan Emperor to witness his rise."

"..."

The Elders admired the Xuan Realm painting and began to praise it spontaneously.

If it weren't for Xuan Emperor, the entire Chongxuan Pavilion would have been finished. Even if he had three heads and six arms, three noses and five eyes on his head, the Elders would still genuinely praise him to the heavens.

"How do I feel that this Xuan Emperor is a bit effeminate?"

At this moment, an untimely voice sounded.

"Effeminate? How can this be effeminate? This should be called refined."

Elder Sun subconsciously retorted.

The voice still insisted on its opinion: "But he just looks very effeminate. Look at that tear mole, so soft and gentle. This Xuan Emperor, a big man, even wears a sachet. It's a bit disgusting."

"Little Qin, what do you think?"

Nangong Qin froze for a moment, then hesitated, "Yes, he is a bit effeminate."

A hint of surprise flashed in her Phoenix eyes.

"Do you understand temperament? How dare you evaluate Xuan Emperor like this... Eh... Chu Saint??"

"Chu Saint, you've returned?"

"Greetings, Chu Saint."

"..."

At this moment, the Elders followed Nangong Qin's gaze and saw a man in white, who had appeared at some unknown time, sitting on a Heavenly Profound Sandalwood chair, with his legs crossed, his gaze fixed on the Xuan Emperor's portrait, commenting casually.

The man in white had eyes like stars, a lazy demeanor, and though he sat casually in the chair, he exuded a subtle, almost imperceptible domineering aura.

While the Elders of Chongxuan Pavilion were discussing the Xuan Emperor's portrait, Chu Feng had sat down here at some unknown point.

Upon seeing Chu Feng, the Elders became somewhat constrained.

After all, Xuan Emperor had saved their lives, but Chu Saint was clearly offending Xuan Emperor, even if it was just a portrait.

Those who could become Elders had at least a level six in balancing situations, knowing that not commenting or interjecting randomly at this time meant winning.

Chu Feng, however, didn't care and continued to reply with a smile, "Oh? It seems Little Qin's aesthetic is very similar to mine."

He stood up under the gaze of the Elders and walked to Nangong Qin's side, suddenly saying, "Eh? Why do you suddenly want to see my great sword?"

Nangong Qin froze for a moment, blinking her eyes as she looked at him.

"Didn't I say that this thing shouldn't be easily shown to people unless we're playing a game?"

Chu Feng shook his head, and with a casual flick, said, "Forget it, forget it, I can't do anything with you. Who told you that your relationship with me is unusual?"

"You're only allowed to see it this one time, okay?"

Under the incredible, wide-eyed stares of the Elders, a golden holy sword engraved with "Heavenly Emperor" burst forth with blazing light, and Chu Feng casually placed it into Nangong Qin's fair hand.