207: Chapter 206 Ascension

Xiao Ye's cultivation soared from Earth Immortal Early Stage all the way to Earth Immortal Level 9.

He was only one step away from the Earth Immortal Peak.

In these five years, he had taken over a hundred more concubines, all of whom were proud daughters of heaven from the various Holy Lands and noble families of the Central Plains.

Now, he had over three hundred concubines, and in five years, they had given birth to over eight hundred heirs, with new cultivation gains arriving every single day.

He only needed to go into seclusion to refine the energy, and his cultivation would skyrocket, faster than riding a rocket.

But Xiao Ye was not in a rush.

"If I am to ascend, it must be at the Earth Immortal Peak, and I shall go up in style. Go up to mine? What a joke. I am an Emperor in the Lower Realm, and I will not be a miner in the Immortal Realm." Xiao Ye sat on the dragon throne with his legs crossed, his gaze sweeping over the sea of concubines before him; his voice was not loud, yet it reached everyone's ears clearly.

"I am preparing to ascend."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire hall was in an uproar.

The three hundred-plus concubines looked at each other; some had red eyes, some bit their lips in silence, and some burst into tears.

This was especially true for Liu Qianqian and the group of women who had followed Xiao Ye the earliest.

Over the thirty years, they had grown accustomed to having this man by their side, and now that he suddenly said he was leaving, none could bear to part with him.

"Why are you crying?" Xiao Ye frowned. "I didn't say I wouldn't take care of you. After I ascend, I will seize an Ascension Gate as soon as possible. Once you break through to the Earth Immortal Realm, I will guide you to ascend. By then, our family will be reunited in the Immortal Realm."

After speaking, he took out a pile of items from his Storage Ring, which clattered as they were piled on the ground.

The radiance of Divine Artifacts and Immortal Artifacts, along with the fragrance of Medicinal Pills, intertwined, filling the entire hall with dazzling colors.

"I have prepared a Divine Artifact for each of you for self-defense. Eat the Medicinal Pills as you please, don't hold back, and strive to ascend as soon as possible. I will be waiting for you up there."

The concubines' eyes grew even redder.

Hundreds of Divine Artifacts, over a dozen Immortal Artifacts, and a mountain of Medicinal Pills—this man had emptied his entire fortune just so they could live better and increase their cultivation faster in the Lower Realm.

Xiao Ye walked over to Palace Master Mosha, who had now broken through to the 3rd level of the Earth Immortal Realm, and pulled out an Immortal Artifact glowing with the light of Chaos from his robes, handing it to her.

Palace Master Mosha was stunned and asked with a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, this is…"

"A Chaos Immortal Artifact." Xiao Ye patted her shoulder. "Your cultivation is the highest here. After I leave, this family will depend on you to hold it together. When someone breaks through to the Earth Immortal Realm, you can summon me, and I will guide you to ascend. This Chaos Immortal Artifact is enough to allow you to contend against an expert at the 9th level of the Earth Immortal Realm."

Palace Master Mosha took the Chaos Immortal Artifact, her hands shaking.

She wished she could bear him a child right on the spot.

Everyone else received Divine Artifacts or Immortal Artifacts, but she received a Chaos Immortal Artifact.

There was no need to say who the Emperor favored.

"Thank you, Your Majesty! This concubine will definitely protect the sisters well!" Palace Master Mosha knelt on the ground, her eyes red, her voice choked with emotion.

Xiao Ye helped her up and turned to look at the other concubines, his gaze deep. "Before I ascend, I will give a warning to all the powers in the entire Central Plains. I will make them wary of the Xiao Family, but you must not be too arrogant or ostentatious. Cultivate well, and wait for me to come and collect you."

Two days later—Xiao Ye visited the various Holy Lands one by one.

He was not there to fight, but to deliver invitations.

At the Taiqing Holy Land, in the Forbidden Ground of the back mountain.

The Taiqing Old Ancestor was in seclusion when he suddenly sensed a terrifying aura approaching.

He opened his eyes to find a young man already standing before him.

Clad in a black dragon robe, with his long hair tied up, sword-like eyebrows, and star-bright eyes, he exuded the terrifying pressure of an Earth Immortal at the 9th level from head to toe.

The Taiqing Old Ancestor's pupils constricted, and his voice trembled: "You... you are Emperor Xiao?"

"Indeed." Xiao Ye handed over an invitation with a smile, but his gaze made the Taiqing Old Ancestor feel a bit panicked.

"Five years from now, my Ascension Ceremony, you must be sure to come."

The Taiqing Old Ancestor took the invitation, his hands shaking.

He had lived for over ten thousand years and had only barely managed to Cultivate to the Middle Stage of the Earth Immortal Realm, yet this young man, with a bone age of less than one hundred and twenty years, was already at the 9th level of the Earth Immortal Realm.

What kind of Prodigy was this? What kind of talent was this? Was he not going to let others live?

"I will certainly be there, certainly." The Taiqing Old Ancestor agreed repeatedly, while inwardly cursing: With your cultivation so much higher than mine, could I possibly say I won't go?

Xiao Ye nodded with satisfaction and flashed away, disappearing from the spot.

Next, the Moon God Palace, the Sun and Moon Holy Land, the Purple Mansion Holy Land... he visited the six great Holy Lands one by one, delivering invitations to each.

Those Earth Immortal Old Ancestors who had lived for over ten thousand years were so terrified by the aura on Xiao Ye that they dared not make a sound, nodding like garlic pounders and all pledging to be there in five years.

The news spread, and the Central Plains was shaken.

The Earth Immortal Old Ancestors of the six great Holy Lands were all intimidated by Emperor Xiao, not daring to even let out a fart.

Xiao Ye returned to the Xiao Mansion and stood at the highest point, overlooking the land beneath his feet where he had struggled for several years.

The old plaque of the Hao Family had long been taken down and replaced with the brand-new characters for "Xiao Mansion."

In the harem, over three hundred concubines were waiting for him.

He took a deep breath and cast his gaze toward the sky.

Ascension was imminent, but he was not flustered.

Things in the Lower Realm were arranged, and he only awaited the Perfection of his cultivation.

Five years later—Central Plains, Xiao Mansion.

On this day, Xiao Ye finally waited for the moment of Perfection at the Earth Immortal Peak.

He sat cross-legged on the altar at the highest point of the Xiao Mansion, his robes fluttering, his long hair flying.

The spiritual power within his body was like a vast ocean, so thick it was nearly stagnant.

Over three hundred concubines stood in the distance, holding hands, their eyes red.

Hundreds of children looked up with little faces, some still sucking their fingers, while others had already had their eyes covered by their mothers.

A-Diao squatted on the stone pillar of the altar, let out a "chirp," and spat out a string of sparks.

Palace Master Mosha held the Chaos Immortal Artifact, her hands shaking.

Zhang Waner bit her lip, tears already swirling in her eyes.

Liu Qianqian clutched Bai Susu's sleeve tightly, her nails digging into the fabric.

Bunny Baby covered her belly, where there was another litter.

Xiao Ye took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.

With his spiritual power fully unleashed, the terrifying aura of the Earth Immortal Peak surged into the sky.

Purple Qi came from the east for thirty thousand li, and the entire sky was dyed a noble purple.

The Immortal Gate slowly opened, and golden light poured down.

But this time, the Immortal Gate opened extremely reluctantly, as if someone had forcefully pried its mouth open.

"Boom—!" The first bolt of Heavenly Tribulation struck down, as thick as a millstone, golden with dark red blood color.

The thunder shook the entire Central Plains, and countless Cultivators looked up, their faces pale.

"This Heavenly Tribulation is too strong, isn't it?" The Holy Lord of Tianji stood in the distance, eyes wide, his beard trembling.

"Emperor Xiao is at the Earth Immortal Peak, having stayed for too long. Lower Realm Cultivators should ascend immediately upon breaking through to the Earth Immortal Realm, yet he stubbornly held on until the Earth Immortal Peak. The Heavenly Dao is angry and has sent down heavenly punishment; the higher the cultivation, the more terrifying the Heavenly Tribulation." The Taiqing Old Ancestor's voice was trembling.

"A Heavenly Tribulation at the Earth Immortal Peak? How terrifying would that be?"

No one could answer this question.

Because since ancient times, no one had ever ascended only at the Earth Immortal Peak.

It was not that they didn't want to, but they couldn't live that long.

Those Earth Immortal Old Ancestors, who didn't run away as soon as they reached the Early Stage of the Earth Immortal Realm?

At most, they reached the Middle Stage; who was as stubborn as Xiao Ye?

"Boom—Boom—Boom—" The heavenly thunder struck down one after another, each thicker and fiercer than the last.

When the sixth bolt of heavenly thunder struck, most of Xiao Ye's robes were already shredded, his hair stood on end, and his body was charred black, as if he had just crawled out of a fire.

At the seventh bolt, he spat out a mouthful of blood and knelt on one knee.

At the eighth bolt, he was smashed into the ground, with only his head left exposed.

In the distance, the concubines were crying in a sea of tears; Liu Qianqian covered her mouth, her face covered in tears.

Zhang Waner was already slumped on the ground, her eyes fixed on the direction of the altar.

Xiao Jian gripped his short sword, his little face tight, his lips bitten until they bled.

"The ninth bolt—!"

Xiao Ye rushed out from the ground, covered in blood, his red hair flying, the taihuang sword in his hand, his Sword Intent reaching the heavens.

He looked up at the dark golden heavenly thunder, which was thicker than the previous eight combined, and grinned.

Then, he took a step and charged up to meet the heavenly thunder.

"Boom—!"