767: Since ancient times (ending)

The Princess's arrival was celebrated nationwide.

The Shenzhou World enjoyed a month-long unified holiday.

And on the last day of the holiday, it was the full moon celebration for the First Princess of Shenzhou, Qin Yiyao.

This was the third banquet held within the Supreme Imperial City.

The first was when Qin Yang ascended the throne as Emperor, unifying the Nine Provinces.

The second was when Qin Yang returned to his position as Human Emperor, resurrecting billions of departed souls.

The third was to celebrate the birth of the First Princess.

The scale of this banquet was even grander than the previous two.

Qin Yang invited everyone, those who should be invited and those who shouldn't.

The first purpose, naturally, was to share his joy.

The second purpose was to collect gifts!

Whether it was the enthronement of an Empress or the ennoblement of a consort,

he couldn't hold such a grand banquet.

Because the frequency of taking consorts was too high.

Doing so would only exhaust the people and drain resources.

But a Princess was different.

Given his rank, it would be difficult to have another Prince or Princess for a hundred years.

If he didn't seize the opportunity of Qin Yiyao's birth to make a fortune, when else could he?

[Holy Light Goddess, Holy Consort, Elebella, presents a rare item, the Holy Fire Sword, wishing the First Princess a life untouched by shadows, and may Holy Light always break through the dawn!]

[Goddess of Nature, Spirit Consort, Salaman, presents a rare equipment item, the Staff of Life! Wishing the First Princess a vibrant growth amidst dew and breeze, her life blooming like summer flowers!]

[God of Creation, Zenithar, presents a rare weapon item, the Nuclear Gauntlets! Wishing the First Princess the power of fission, to shatter the firmament with martial might!]

[Goddess of Harvest, Empress Consort, Amir, presents a rare item, the Lucky Red Heart! Wishing the First Princess guaranteed rare drops between getting rare drops and hitting pity!]

[God of Fate, Zhang Lingxiao, presents a rare item, the Death Note! Wishing the First Princess that no one dares to provoke her!]

[Head of the Gods, Akatosh, presents a rare equipment item, the Boots of Annihilation! Wishing the First Princess to go wherever she pleases, without the Head of the Gods having to clean up her mess!]

...“That’s truly exaggerated, all rare items. It seems they’ve really invested a lot.”

“How about I keep these gifts safe for you?”

In front of the Hall of Supreme Harmony, Qin Yang sat on his imperial throne, holding a delicately carved, doll-like girl, chuckling.

Perhaps having left her mother's womb, Qin Yiyao lost her telepathic ability after birth.

At this moment, though she understood everything, she couldn't speak.

Hearing Qin Yang offer to keep her gifts safe, she extended her chubby little hand and waved it repeatedly at Qin Yang, indicating refusal.

“These gifts, you can’t handle them.”

Qin Yang persisted.

Qin Yiyao clenched her fist in protest, while also looking pleadingly at Chu Mengxuan beside her.

“I can’t help you with this…”

Chu Mengxuan expressed her helplessness, then said to Qin Yang, “Can I play with those Nuclear Gauntlets?”

Qin Yang replied, “Those are too dangerous. When you reach Emperor Tier, I’ll let you play with them.”

“Thank you, husband!” Chu Mengxuan was overjoyed.

Watching her gifts being divided by her parents, Qin Yiyao could only angrily bite her drool cloth in protest.

But her protest was ineffective; Qin Yang completely ignored her.

From the perspective of receiving gifts, this full moon celebration was not truly for her.

The gifts from the Professionals could be her toys.

But those sent by the gods were no ordinary items; any one of them carried conceptual Divine-Grade skills.

How could they be wasted on a child?

Moreover... besides the Divine-Grade items and equipment sent by the gods,

a batch of even more precious gifts was on its way.

“Brother Qin, we’re late.”

Just as the gods' gifts were counted.

Above the Supreme Imperial City, three more guests arrived.

Yang Jian, Nezha, Sun Wukong.

These three were the most important distinguished guests.

Qin Yang had already reserved the best seats for them.

And Yang Jian and the others were also very sensible, presenting their congratulatory gifts one after another.

Yang Jian presented a rubbing of Map of Mountains and Rivers.

Although the rubbing was not as powerful as the original, it still had the ability to create Small Worlds.

This was equivalent to giving Qin Yiyao an exclusive Domain, its value immeasurable.

If Qin Yang didn't already have the Human Emperor Domain, he would have wanted to take it for himself.

Nezha's gift was a Fire Spirit Pearl containing Samadhi True Fire.

If Qin Yiyao wore it, she could freely manipulate the True Fire within, and then amplify it a hundred or a thousand times with her talent, effectively having Samadhi True Fire herself.

This gift was very thoughtful, tailor-made for Qin Yiyao, making it impossible for Qin Yang to snatch it away.

And Sun Wukong's gift was very much in line with his character.

It was three boxes of fruit... but one box was Ginseng Fruits, and two boxes were Peaches of Immortality.

“You managed to get so many Ginseng Fruits?”

Seeing a box of twelve Ginseng Fruits, Yang Jian and Nezha both swallowed their saliva.

This item was even more nourishing than the Peaches of Immortality!

“Hehe, Peaches of Immortality are nothing, eat as many as you want, I’ll steal more if it’s not enough. But these Ginseng Fruits are indeed precious.”

Sun Wukong said with a proud smile, “I begged the Ancestor of Earth Immortals for a long time, and he only gave me this much. You must cherish them when you eat them.”

“Great Sage, that’s very kind of you!”

Qin Yang couldn’t help but praise him.

He knew a little about Ginseng Fruits.

They blossom once every three thousand years, bear fruit once every three thousand years, and then take another three thousand years to ripen.

They were indeed more precious than the Peaches of Immortality.

“Oh, you’re welcome.”

Sun Wukong waved his hand and chuckled, “If my Junior Brother hadn’t stopped me, I would have even stewed that monk and brought him to you.”

“There’s no need for that…”

Qin Yang’s mouth twitched.

He didn’t have a habit of eating people.

Even if Sun Wukong insisted on giving him Tang Monk’s flesh, it would have to be alive.

After all, a living body would be more helpful for Zhang Lingxiao, Zenithar, and others to conduct research.

After the gifts were presented, the three distinguished guests from the outer Myriad Worlds were about to take their seats when congratulations echoed from the horizon.

At the same time, five vague, colossal phantoms appeared in the sky, obscuring the otherwise clear moonlit sky.

[Congratulations, Lord God.]

[We came uninvited, only to behold the majesty of the newly ascended Lord God, please forgive us.]

Hearing the congratulations, Qin Yang frowned slightly.

The boisterous banquet instantly fell silent.

The other party spoke of coming uninvited in a mocking tone, clearly indicating they were uninvited guests.

However, Qin Yang felt no particular emotion in his heart.

He could sense that his world had not been invaded.

These so-called guests were merely projections cast from the outside.

It was just... the fact that they came uninvited annoyed him a little.

Knowing that others would be displeased, yet insisting on doing so, wasn't that a provocation?

Yang Jian: “Hmph, there are still some audacious enough to provoke you?”

Nezha: “What are these things? Human Emperor, do you want me to go scatter them?”

Seeing the uninvited guests, Yang Jian and Nezha were both stunned.

Now the entire Three Realms knew that the Human Emperor was not to be provoked.

Yet, in the Human Emperor’s territory, they still encountered such audacious individuals?

“The Myriad Worlds are vast, and my reputation hasn’t spread far yet.”

Qin Yang shook his head.

At this moment, Qin Yang had not yet begun his conquest of the Myriad Realms.

Shenzhou was still a new world within the Myriad Realms, and he himself was a new Lord God.

These Lord Gods knew of his existence but were not entirely clear about his true strength.

However.

Qin Yang could also tell.

They knew he was strong, which was why they joined forces to provoke him.

It was just that they didn’t know how strong he truly was.

There were also differences in hard power between Lord Gods.

For example, a very weak god who happened to encounter only worlds with very low combat power.

After he ruled enough low-combat worlds, he could also become a Lord God and gain mechanisms stronger than the Sub-Divine-Grade.

But... the comprehensive strength of such a Lord God might not even be as powerful as a Sub-God.

And a Lord God like Qin Yang,

was almost a bug in the Myriad Realms,

personally set up and nurtured by the God of Creation; whether his mechanisms were strong was unknown, but his stats were definitely maxed out.

“I knew these Lord Gods wouldn’t remain indifferent. It’s a good thing I returned early.”

Qin Yang felt fortunate in his heart.

If the Havoc in Heaven had lasted a few more days, and these Lord Gods saw his world unguarded, they would surely have taken advantage of the void.

However, their timing was also perfect.

It was a good opportunity, with everyone present, to give these Lord Gods a warning.

Qin Yang slowly rose, activated True Dragon Qi Observation, and gazed at the five vague, colossal phantoms in the sky, while saying, “State your names.”

[World of Magic Web, God King of Myriad Realms, Kane.]

[World of the Anomalous, Lord of the Anomalous Domain, Orens.]

[World of Wizards, Myriad Witch King, Sekalith.]

[World of Divine Weapons, Dao Emperor of Swords, Dugu Ao.]

[World of Martial Souls, Asura Sea God...]

Qin Yang: “Kick him out.”

Qin Yang still had patience for the first few.

But by the last one, Qin Yang was utterly baffled.

Through True Dragon Qi Observation, he could clearly sense that this Asura Sea God's strength was even inferior to Qin Chuan's.

How low must the combat power of his world be for him to become a god?

Qin Yang immediately felt insulted.

He instantly ordered the Holy Consort beside him to act.

Elebella, who was just poised and gentle a second ago, immediately activated her Dawn Authority form upon receiving the command.

With just a glance, she used Dawn Authority to “condemn,” locking onto the Asura God King's phantom across space, then followed up with a “final execution,” a super long-range headshot.

Boom!

In the sky, the phantom belonging to the Asura God King instantly vanished, disappearing into an orange-red fireball.

At the same time, the other four Lord Gods clearly sensed it.

Their colleague, the Asura God King... had fallen!

Annihilation was like turning off a light.

Light-years away, stars were extinguished one by one.

Those were low-combat worlds, and they, along with their laughable gods, were instantly reduced to annihilation.

“Are you putting on a show?”

Qin Yang snorted coldly and sat back on his imperial throne.

He took a sip of wine, then looked up at the other four Lord Gods, who were still in shock.

“Have you gazed enough upon my majesty? If so, then withdraw.”

The four Lord Gods remained silent, but radiated fear.

After a moment of silence, one of the Lord Gods spoke, “We came here… with no ill intent… we merely wished to declare our willingness to coexist peacefully with you…”

“Peaceful coexistence?”

Qin Yang sneered, put down his wine cup, and said,

“If you truly wished for peaceful coexistence, you wouldn’t have imperiously descended upon Shenzhou’s sky.”

“Such an action, isn’t it meant to exert pressure and fear upon my subjects?”

“And you declare peace? You are clearly here to declare war!”

With that, Qin Yang continued to pick up his wine cup, savoring the heavenly brew brought by Yang Jian.

And the four Lord Gods in the sky, all having their true intentions exposed by Qin Yang, stood frozen in the air, speechless.

That’s right, they were indeed here to declare war.

It was just that Qin Yang’s combat power far exceeded their imagination.

To put it without exaggeration,

at this moment, they didn't even dare to turn and flee.

They were afraid that Qin Yang would do the same as before, striking them from behind.

That was a power to injure enemies with cross-space locking!

Such a power, even at the Lord God Rank, was already extremely overpowered!

After ten seconds of silence, Qin Yang leaned back on his imperial throne and asked the four Lord Gods, “What’s wrong? Do I need to say ‘please’ for you to know to scram?”

Upon hearing this, the four Lord Gods felt a huge sense of relief, scrambling to disappear from the skies of Shenzhou.

Just as their Primordial Spirits were scurrying back, a clap of thunder erupted from the dark Annihilation Sea.

Then, the Lord God who called himself the Human Emperor, loudly proclaimed:

[Hear ye, Lord Gods of Myriad Realms.]

[The Myriad Realms, since ancient times, have been the territory of Shenzhou.]

[Either all eight directions come to pay homage.]

[Or face a single, world-ending destruction.]

[You, choose for yourselves.]

This proclamation echoed throughout the Myriad Realms, reaching every corner.

All Lord Gods simultaneously looked in the direction from which the sound originated.

At this moment.

In the Annihilation Sea.

There was an incomparably majestic figure.

Looking down upon all beings, looking down upon all gods... End of the book.

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Retired Emperors:

This rebellious son truly can’t bear to part with his Imperial Fathers!

But this book, after all, has come to an end.

Just as Imperial Father [Outrageous.] said, the signs of completion are now set; if we were to extend its life, it would require forcefully padding it with an infinite stream of content.

But that would completely change the flavor of this book.

In truth, this book isn’t particularly outstanding.

It’s just that after accompanying it for so long, it’s hard to let go all at once.

Just as your Imperial Son is reluctant to part with his Retired Emperors.

But companionship can be refilled!

With this book finished, your Imperial Son will write the next one.

I will strive to create a good work to continue accompanying my Imperial Fathers through fragmented leisure time.

For the next book, your Imperial Son is already brainstorming.

It’s just that the theme hasn’t been decided yet... I might need to look at more similar themes to draw inspiration.

While all Imperial Fathers are here, let’s do a theme survey.

A: Write about the common people, making them great again.

B: Write about beast taming; beast taming novels are timeless... Finally, the next book will be released soon.

I hope my Imperial Fathers can give your Imperial Son another chance at companionship~

Your Imperial Son, respectfully bows to his Imperial Fathers... Orz!