291: Chapter 291 Get Up

A day later, Lin Bei rushed back to Emperor Lord City and appeared in front of Shi Yunmeng.

"Your life is living quite comfortably, isn't it!" Shi Yunmeng glanced at him with a half-smile.

Her gaze finally swept over his lower body, and she let out a soft huff, "Though, I suppose you still have some principles…"

"Damn it!" Lin Bei's eyes widened, "Privacy! Do you understand privacy? As a dignified Fairy, how can you pry into someone else's privacy?"

"But… but I have been here refining yinming stones the whole time, and it's very boring!" Shi Yunmeng pouted, looking aggrieved.

Lin Bei immediately admitted defeat, "So you called me back just to keep you company?"

"That's not quite it!" At this point, Shi Yunmeng's brows furrowed slightly, "It's that the yinming stones have run out; the consumption is much higher than I anticipated…"

"Holy crap! You spendthrift woman!" Lin Bei couldn't help but exclaim, "You've already squandered all forty million?"

Shi Yunmeng's pretty face flushed, revealing a hint of embarrassment, "Well, I didn't expect the barrier between the two worlds to have become so much stronger after tens of thousands of years…"

When a Fairy acts spoiled, no one can resist!

Moreover, Lin Bei was never a person with a firm Heart-Nature to begin with…

He immediately lost his temper and asked cautiously, "Then how many more yinming stones do we need?"

Shi Yunmeng raised her hand; the ball of white light in her palm still looked the same, as if it hadn't changed much.

However, Lin Bei suddenly felt a palpitation in his heart, and a sense of crisis welled up spontaneously.

Clearly, if this small ball of light were to explode, it could threaten his life.

He swallowed hard, staring at the ball of light, his gaze somewhat fervent.

Under the lucky critical hit of the Boundless Profound Method, although only two months had passed, he had already used Days Like Years six times.

He only needed two more times for the System to finish its cooldown.

By then, if he detonated this ball of light, he could comfortably die one more time…

Unfortunately, it had a greater use, so Lin Bei could only think about it.

Shi Yunmeng looked at the ball of light, "It's a bit troublesome; I'm afraid I'll need another thirty million yinming stones! It seems I need to find those Great Emperors from the nine clans and think of another way…"

"What?" Lin Bei was immediately dissatisfied, "As the Empress, when you encounter difficulties, the first person you should think of is Lord Emperor, not those messy, miscellaneous fellows!"

"Giggle, giggle…" His posturing drew a burst of sweet laughter from Shi Yunmeng.

"Yes, yes, yes, Lord Emperor is right. It's just that this little woman saw that you are currently short on funds, so I had to think of other ways, didn't I?"

"Shy?" Kunkun popped its head out from somewhere, "My master never knows what it means to be shy, he only knows how to be lecherous!"

"Screw you!" Lin Bei kicked it hundreds of zhang away, "The Cultivator armies of many races have already gathered outside the city; as the Grand Marshal of the army, why aren't you going to train the troops yet!"

"Oh? That sounds interesting!" The Fire Bird immediately became interested, its figure flashing and disappearing from where it was.

"Hehe… Fairy, you know this damn bird, it always speaks without thinking…"

"No need to explain!" Shi Yunmeng glanced at him with her beautiful eyes, "Let's just think of a way to solve the problem of the yinming stones first…"

Most of Lin Bei's yinming stones came from System rewards, plus the ones he had swindled and bluffed in the Yinming Land recently.

Excluding the forty million he had previously given to Shi Yunmeng, he was still carrying nearly sixty million in huge funds.

"This stuff probably won't be of any use later anyway…" Lin Bei pondered for a moment and simply took out all the yinming stones.

"Fairy, time waits for no one; just take the yinming stones and use them!"

"You still have more?" Shi Yunmeng was slightly surprised, her spiritual sense sweeping over the Storage Pouch.

Afterward, her delicate body suddenly trembled; she, who was always calm and indifferent, was also unable to remain calm.

"How… how can there be so many?!"

"Hehe!" Being able to shock this mysterious woman once, Lin Bei suddenly felt that his money hadn't been spent in vain.

He immediately put on an appearance of being rich and imposing, "Small money, just small money, it's nothing!"

A few breaths later, Shi Yunmeng finally calmed her emotions, looking at the Storage Pouch in her hand.

"If there are this many yinming stones, when the two worlds merge, perhaps a great emperor dao seed will appear…"

Lin Bei was stunned upon hearing this, "What is a great emperor dao seed?"

"This is a magical object that appears when Yin and Yang intersect to the extreme!" Shi Yunmeng explained, "If a Cultivator obtains it, they can directly step into the Emperor Realm in one stride!"

"Isn't that about the same as the heavenly dream divine fruit? Nothing to make a fuss about, right?" Lin Bei asked with confusion.

Shi Yunmeng shook her head, "Compared to it, the heavenly dream divine fruit is far inferior!"

"Allowing a Cultivator to directly become an Emperor is just the most superficial function of the great emperor dao seed; its greater use is to comprehensively improve a Cultivator's Cultivation Aptitude!"

"It can be said that a Cultivator who absorbs the great emperor dao seed, if they do not fall halfway, will at least be an Immortal King in the end!"

"Immortal King?" Lin Bei clicked his tongue secretly upon hearing this.

Void Immortal, True Immortal, Immortal King, Immortal Emperor!

An Immortal King is truly an existence second only to an Immortal Emperor; one would imagine they could become a titan in the Immortal Realm.

"In that case, I must snatch it!"

Shi Yunmeng looked at him with a smile, "The dao seed has a spirit and will autonomously choose its host; I'm afraid there won't be an opportunity to snatch it!"

"Damn! That's too much?" Lin Bei frowned, "If it's obtained by an enemy, wouldn't that be a huge loss? Even you don't have a way?"

Shi Yunmeng shook her head, "No!"

"Eh?" Lin Bei pondered for a moment, then suddenly had a flash of inspiration, "Fairy, you go ahead with your work; I won't disturb you anymore!"

"Oh? Judging by your expression, it seems you have some kind of idea?"

Lin Bei didn't hide it, "It can't really be called an idea; I can only try it out to increase the chances…"

Shi Yunmeng nodded slightly, "Objects of creation are inherently difficult to force; with your Aptitude, Cultivating to an Immortal King is just a matter of time!"

Cultivating is impossible, it's impossible to Cultivate in this life!

Lin Bei sighed helplessly in his heart, his body slowly fading and disappearing from the high platform.

… Outside Emperor Lord City.

Although only half a month had passed, nearly fifty percent of the Cultivator army had already arrived here early to wait.

A vast sea of over a million Cultivators, each with a Cultivation of at least the Spirit Refining Realm.

The Spirit Refining Realm was exactly the minimum threshold for organizing the army this time.

At this moment, in the million-strong army phalanx, everyone's eyes were fervent, holding their breath and staring at a hundred-zhang-sized fiery red giant bird in the sky ahead.

Kunkun only released one percent of its Late-stage Great Emperor Aura, and it was already Soul-stirring.

"Gaga ga!" It laughed wildly and looked down, "What is the most important thing for an army?"

In this atmosphere, many people moved their mouths, but in the end, no one dared to make a sound.

"Hmm?" The Fire Bird's gaze swept over, staring at a Middle Stage Great Saint Cultivator who wanted to speak but hesitated, "You, say it!"

This Great Saint's body trembled, and he hurriedly bowed and replied, "Subordinate… subordinate believes it is discipline!"

"Hmm!" Kunkun nodded, then stared at an Early Stage Dragon Transformation Cultivator in the ranks, "What do you think?"

The Dragon Transformation Cultivator clearly didn't expect that someone so inconspicuous in the ranks would have the opportunity to be asked a question.

He was excited and nervous at the same time, stammering, "Grand… Grand Marshal, this subordinate believes… believes it is loyalty!"

Kunkun nodded again, continuing to scan the ranks.

Just then, a Saint in the crowd gritted his teeth, summoned his courage, and took the initiative to speak loudly.

"Grand Marshal! This subordinate believes the most important thing for an army is a wise and martial leader! Just like you…"

"Shut up!" The Fire Bird's voice turned cold upon hearing this, "This Marshal hates bootlicking the most!"

"Someone, drag this guy out, reward him with three thousand yinming stones! Promote him to Captain! This Marshal wants to work him to death!"

The few Saints responsible for enforcing military discipline were stunned on the spot upon hearing this, and only after a few breaths did they drag the person away with strange expressions.

Kunkun didn't care at all about the strange gazes of the crowd below, "The few people just now spoke quite well, but this Marshal believes that for an army, the most important thing is Aura!"

"Only with a strong Aura can one forge ahead! Subduing the enemy without fighting!"

Lin Bei stood on the city wall, his expression also extremely strange, finding it hard to believe that such words came from the beak of that unreliable bird.

The Fire Bird continued to speak to itself, "So, what is the best way to gather Aura? It's a war song!"

"Next, let this Marshal teach everyone how to sing!"

At this, all the Cultivators looked at each other, not quite knowing what kind of expression they should have.

It seemed that all the grand words the Grand Marshal said before were just for the sake of singing at the end?

Lin Bei shook his head helplessly; this damn bird was indeed as unreliable as ever!

A thought arose in his mind, and he was about to leave.

Suddenly, a familiar song that penetrated deep into the Soul came from the mouth of the giant bird in the distance.

"Arise! Cultivators who refuse to be slaves…"