, Prodigies Discuss the Path to Emperorhood, Hua Yunfei

Chapter 81, Prodigies Discuss the Path to Emperorhood, Hua Yunfei

Xia Yiming's smile faltered slightly.

"I also have other uses for the immortal gold, so I have no intention of selling it for the time being."

Su Ye paused, then added, "Besides, my Yaochi is not lacking in resources."

That's a very direct statement.

Xia Yiming paused for a moment, then suddenly burst out laughing.

The laughter was hearty.

"it is good."

He stopped smiling and looked at Su Ye seriously: "The immortal gold will be obtained by the one destined to receive it."

"Since the Holy Son is unwilling to part with what he cherishes, Yiming will not force him."

The deal fell through, but the atmosphere actually relaxed.

Xia Yiming was not the type to be petty or calculating.

He sat down on the stone bench, picked up the freshly brewed spiritual tea, took a sip, and suddenly asked, "What does the Holy Son think of the Imperial Path?"

Everyone present perked up their ears.

The struggle for the imperial path is the most central topic among the younger generation in the Eastern Wilderness.

Each of the elites qualified to participate has their own unique perspective.

But few people are willing to talk about it frankly in front of so many people.

Xia Yiming suddenly brought up this topic, partly out of genuine desire to communicate, and partly to test Su Ye's true intentions.

Su Ye put down her teacup.

"The road to imperial power is long and arduous; only the Way can guide us."

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He spoke briefly.

Jiang Yifei suddenly spoke.

"What the Holy Son says is quite true. However, I believe that besides the Dao, there is something else that is of paramount importance on the path to becoming an emperor."

Xia Yiming asked, "What?"

"Heart."

Jiang Yifei spoke earnestly.

"What does 'cutting the path' mean? It means cutting off one's obsession."

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"Where does this obsession come from? It comes from the heart."

"If the mind is not settled, even if all attachments are cut off, it is nothing but an empty shell."

Xia Yiming nodded in agreement and said, "Brother Jiang, you've hit the nail on the head with your word 'heart'."

"Over the years, as I've reviewed the historical records of the Great Xia Dynasty, I've discovered a pattern."

"Those who go far on the road to becoming emperors are all people of unwavering resolve."

"They may not be the most talented, but their willpower far surpasses that of ordinary people."

Xia Yiming's words sparked a lively discussion among everyone.

After remaining silent for most of the hour, the Holy Son of the Myriad Beginnings finally spoke.

On the path to becoming an emperor, which is more important: talent or temperament?

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This question triggered a brief silence.

Jiang Yifei was the first to answer.

"Character comes first, talent is the foundation."

"Without the right mindset, even the greatest talent is just a castle in the air."

"But without enough talent, no matter how determined you are, you won't go far."

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Dao Yi Saintess gently shook her head.

"The founder of the Dao Yi Holy Land once left behind a saying: The Great Dao is simple, and purity is the ultimate."

"I believe that distractions are the most taboo thing on the path to becoming an emperor."

"If you have too many distracting thoughts, even if you have both talent and good character, you will still make mistakes at crucial moments."

Xia Yiming looked at Su Ye.

"What does the Holy Son think?"

Su Ye smiled faintly and said, "There are no standard answers on the road to becoming an emperor."

"Every emperor's path is different."

"The Void Emperor proved the Dao through space, the Eternal Emperor became revered through the Dao of fire, and the Western Emperor comprehended the universe through the Dao Embryo."

"Their paths were different, but they all reached the end, each achieving the ultimate goal of surpassing all others."

"Therefore, the true core of the imperial path is not to imitate the predecessors, but to find the path that belongs to oneself."

"Talent, temperament, opportunity, and comprehension are all indispensable, but more importantly, the path you ultimately walk must be your own."

After these words were spoken, the stone archway fell silent for a moment.

A strange light flashed in Jiang Yifei's eyes.

"Hahaha!"

Xia Yiming laughed loudly: "Well said! Walking your own path, that's the true essence of the imperial road!"

His gaze towards Su Ye held a newfound appreciation.

"With such insight, the Holy Son will surely have a place on the Emperor's path in the future."

Xia Yiming paused for a moment, then continued, "In recent years, many holy lands and aristocratic families have produced individuals with divine bodies or royal bodies, and the demon race has also produced several young powerhouses with pure bloodlines."

"The Eastern Wilderness, the Southern Region, the Northern Plains, the Western Desert—which place doesn't produce countless geniuses?"

He looked at Su Ye, his tone becoming serious: "I always felt that someone would attain enlightenment in this lifetime."

This remark made the atmosphere in the courtyard heavy again.

Jiang Yifei put down his teacup, and the conversation between the Holy Son and Holy Daughter of the Myriad Beginnings also stopped.

Dao Yi Saintess nodded slightly, seemingly agreeing with Xia Yiming's judgment.

Su Ye fell silent.

He certainly considered the idea of ​​attaining enlightenment.

But he knew better than anyone the cruelty of the Imperial Road.

Throughout history, countless geniuses have fallen on the path to becoming emperors, and countless extraordinary talents have been defeated and lost at the critical juncture of severing their paths.

"It is too early to seek enlightenment."

Su Ye spoke, his tone calm: "Right now, it's the right thing to do is to lay a solid foundation."

A hint of surprise flashed in Xia Yiming's eyes, which quickly turned into appreciation.

"The Holy Son is right."

He laughed and said, "If the foundation is not solid, even if one steps onto the path of God, it will only be a fleeting moment. I will remember this."

The young nun beside her suddenly spoke softly, "Royal brother."

"You keep talking about proving the Dao, yet you haven't even forged your own instrument for doing so!"

Xia Yiming smiled wryly and turned to Su Ye, saying, "Holy Son, please don't laugh at me. My sister has only ever known how to undermine me since she was little."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi suddenly chuckled softly.

She rarely spoke first, her voice clear and gentle: "Your Highness is so genuine and lovely, while Your Highness has a wonderful younger sister."

The young nun glanced back at the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she lowered her head.

Yao Xi sat to the side, never participating in the discussion about the Imperial Road.

Her gaze shifted back and forth between Su Ye and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, a faint smile playing on her lips.

She and the Holy Maiden of Yaochi were old acquaintances.

The relationship between the Yaochi and Yaoguang families has always been delicate.

On the surface they are allies, but in reality they each have their own schemes.

In particular, the fact that an elder of Yaoguang had once attacked Su Ye added another layer of unspoken misunderstanding to the relationship between the two families.

Yao Xi chuckled and said, "Brother Dao, you truly live up to your reputation as the Holy Son of Yaochi. Meeting you today, I can see your extraordinary bearing."

"Yaoguang and Yaochi have always been of one mind. If the Holy Son ever comes to Yaoguang as a guest, Xi will surely welcome him with open arms."

That's said in a very enthusiastic way.

But everyone present knew about the unpleasant past between Yao Guang and Su Ye.

Is this enthusiasm a test or a gesture of goodwill?

Su Ye looked at Yao Xi.

A gentle smile graced her exquisite face, and her beautiful eyes sparkled with life.

Half of her is a bewitching witch, and the other half is a pure and ethereal fairy.

These two qualities blend together seamlessly within her.

"You're too kind, Holy Maiden Yaoguang."

Su Ye smiled faintly and said, "I haven't been in the Holy City long, and I'm not very familiar with many of the rules yet."

"I appreciate the Holy Maiden's kindness."

A strange light flashed in Yao Xi's eyes.

She had assumed that, given the apparent alliance between Yaoguang and Yaochi, coupled with the goodwill she had shown, Su Ye would at least give her some response.

But to my surprise, the Holy Son's attitude was so indifferent.

"You are too modest, Your Majesty."

Yao Xi's smile remained unchanged as she continued, "Who would believe that someone who can cut through immortal gold and the seeds of the elixir of immortality doesn't understand these things?"

She changed the subject, her gaze falling on the Holy Maiden of Yaochi beside Su Ye.

"Sister Yaochi, your holy son is even more interesting than the rumors suggest."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi spoke calmly and gently: "The Holy Son is by nature averse to small talk and did not mean to slight Fairy Yao Xi."

Yao Xi smiled and returned to her seat.

Her gaze lingered on Su Ye for a few more moments.

That young man was indeed as difficult to deal with as the rumors suggested.

Unresponsive to both oil and salt, soft and hard approaches.

However, the more this is the case, the more it suggests that he is hiding a secret.

a few days later.

Su Ye walked through the long street of the holy city and headed towards the city gate.

Beside him stood the Holy Maiden of Yaochi, dressed in snow-white robes, her face veiled.

The two walked side by side, followed by several female disciples of Yaochi.

"Where does the Holy Son plan to begin his journey?"

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi suddenly spoke, her voice clear and melodious.

Su Ye's gaze fell on the distant horizon, and he said, "Tai Xuan Sect."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi raised her eyebrows slightly beneath her white veil.

"In the southern region of the Eastern Wilderness, in the eastern part of the Wei Kingdom, there are 108 peaks of the Tai Xuan Sect. Although their power is not as great as that of the Holy Land, they still have a profound foundation."

She paused, a deeper meaning creeping into her voice: "Why did the Holy Son choose that place of all places?"

Su Ye did not stop walking.

"I've heard that Tai Xuan Zhuo Peak has some kind of divine art passed down through generations, and I'd like to go and see it."

After a moment of silence, the Holy Maiden of Yaochi spoke, "The legacy of Zhuofeng has been lost for hundreds of years. I'm afraid the Holy Son will run into obstacles on his journey."

"It doesn't matter if we run into obstacles."

Su Ye smiled faintly.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi said no more.

She knew this junior brother's personality all too well.

Although he doesn't talk much, his ideas are more sound than anyone else's.

"Please return, Holy Maiden."

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi nodded slightly and said softly, "Be careful in everything."

The southern part of the eastern wilderness is characterized by rolling mountains.

Su Ye traveled this far without accompanying anyone.

The Holy Maiden of Yaochi bid him farewell in the Holy City and returned to Yaochi with Elder Yaojin to report back.

As for the Jade Balance Sage, Su Ye knew she was somewhere in the shadows.

She won't show herself unless it's a matter of life and death.

Su Ye had no intention of putting himself in that situation.

Su Ye climbed an unnamed mountain.

As the terrain gradually opened up ahead, a vast mountain gate appeared, nestled among the surrounding mountains.

The main peaks are shrouded in mist and spiritual energy, with the faint sound of bells and chimes emanating from them.

Below the mountain gate, two ancient characters are engraved on a huge stone tablet that is a hundred feet tall.

Tai Xuan.

The characters are vigorous and powerful, with strokes that penetrate deep into the stone, conveying a sense of the vicissitudes of time.

On both sides of the mountain gate, several Tai Xuan disciples dressed in black Taoist robes were on duty.

Su Ye stepped forward.

A disciple on duty stepped forward, cupping his hands in greeting: "May I ask where you come from, fellow Daoist? What brings you to my Tai Xuan?"

Su Ye raised his hand in return, his tone calm: "Su Ye from the Yaochi Holy Land has come to pay a visit to the Tai Xuan Sect."

Upon hearing the words "Jade Pool Holy Land," the disciple on duty immediately became solemn.

Upon hearing the name "Su Ye" again, their pupils contracted slightly.

"The Holy Son of Yaochi?"

Su Ye nodded.

The disciple on duty quickly stepped aside, his tone becoming much more respectful: "Holy Son, please wait a moment, I will go and report immediately!"

After saying that, he turned and ran towards the mountain gate, his steps hurried.

The other disciples on duty looked at each other, their eyes filled with curiosity and awe.

Some people were secretly observing Su Ye and whispering among themselves.

"Is this the innate Dao embryo holy son from Yaochi? He looks so young."

"He must be in his early twenties, with a cultivation level of the fourth level of the Four Extremes. No wonder he was able to cause such a commotion in the Holy City."

"I heard that even the Ji family's Divine King Body was defeated by him."

"Shh, keep your voice down."

Su Ye stood quietly in front of the mountain gate, her expression unchanged.

A mountain breeze swept by, causing robes to flutter lightly.

Before long, a series of steady footsteps came from inside the mountain gate.

A young man dressed in a moon-white robe slowly descended the stone steps.

He was about twenty-three or twenty-four years old and had a tall and slender figure.

His long hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, and his face was exceptionally handsome.

His steps were unhurried, and his breath was ethereal.

He seemed untouched by the mundane world, like a banished immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

Two gray-robed disciples followed behind him, heads bowed and eyes lowered, respectfully accompanying him.

When the disciples on duty saw this person, they all bowed and paid their respects.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Hua."

The young man nodded slightly as the light fell on Su Ye.

A gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"The Holy Son of Yaochi has come from afar. I, Yunfei, have failed to greet you properly. Please forgive me."

Su Ye clasped his hands in return, saying, "Brother Hua, you're too kind."

Their eyes met briefly in the air.

Instantly separate.

Hua Yunfei stepped aside and gestured for him to follow: "Holy Son, please come with me. The Sect Leader is already waiting in the Star Peak Hall."

Su Ye stepped forward to follow.

The two walked side by side on the bluestone mountain path of Tai Xuan Sect.

Ancient trees reach for the sky on both sides of the mountain road, with waterfalls and flowing springs.

Occasionally, a few clear, melodious crane calls echoed through the valley.

The scenery along the way has a special charm in the night.

One hundred and eight main peaks are scattered throughout the area, connected by white jade cloud bridges.

The sea of ​​clouds surged beneath the bridge, and the moonlight spilled onto the clouds, creating layers of silvery-white ripples.

Occasionally, one or two white cranes would glide across the clouds, their feathers leaving trails that shimmered with a faint golden light.

The mountain's spiritual energy is so rich it's almost overwhelming.

A single breath you take is equivalent to half an hour of breathing outside.

Su Ye couldn't help but take a few more glances.

Seeing him scrutinize him, Hua Yunfei smiled faintly and asked, "What does the Holy Son think of my Tai Xuan Sect?"

"Abundant spiritual energy, naturally imbued with Daoist principles."

Hua Yunfei's face showed a hint of joy, but he said, "Holy Son, you flatter me. My Tai Xuan Sect is located in a remote corner and cannot compare with the blessed land of Yaochi."

Su Ye remained silent.

Hua Yunfei continued to lead the way, speaking in a gentle voice: "Has the journey been smooth, Holy Son?"

"It's acceptable."

"The Eastern Wilderness has been quite turbulent lately, and the Holy Son is quite bold to travel alone."

Hua Yunfei glanced at Su Ye, his gaze filled with a hint of inquiry.

Su Ye remained expressionless and said, "Going to Tai Xuan is not a matter of courage."

"You are too modest, Your Majesty."

Hua Yunfei smiled, his tone becoming even gentler: "Speaking of which, I once fought against the Ji family's Divine King Body. I lost a move in that battle, but it also made me realize my own shortcomings."

He paused, then his gaze fell on Su Ye: "Later, I heard that the Holy Son overpowered Ji Haoyue at the Yaochi Grand Ceremony, and I have always been curious about the Holy Son."

"Having seen it today, I can confirm that its reputation is well-deserved."

Su Ye didn't respond to that question, but simply said, "Ji Haoyue is quite strong, and I only managed to win by sheer luck."

"Just lucky?"

Hua Yunfei shook his head slightly, his smile undiminished.

"There is no room for luck on the path of cultivation; victory is victory, and defeat is defeat."

His tone was always calm and gentle when he spoke.

But Su Ye could sense what was hidden beneath that light.

Like an undercurrent at the bottom of a deep pool, it appears calm on the surface, but is actually unfathomably deep.

Su Ye knew that Hua Yunfei was observing her.

On the surface, he is the number one person of Tai Xuan Star Peak, an immortal genius whose peers among the 108 peaks cannot suppress him, but deep down he has another identity.

The lineage of the Ruthless Great Emperor, inheritors of the Devouring Heaven Demon Art.

At the age of five, he was threatened with the survival of the Tai Xuan Sect by the inheritor of the ruthless man, and was forced to embark on that dark path.

All his glory and splendor were merely a stepping stone for the Holy Son of Yaoguang's "Undying Heavenly Technique".

He was merely a pawn pushed into that position by fate.

A chess piece destined to be devoured.

Su Ye withdrew his gaze, not wanting to think about it any further.

These things have nothing to do with him.

He harbored no hostility towards Hua Yunfei, nor did he feel any extra sympathy for him.

He came here for only one purpose.

One of the Nine Secrets is the Secret of All Characters.

The Xingfeng Grand Hall is located at the summit of Xingfeng Peak.

The palaces and pavilions are majestic and surrounded by clouds and mist.

Several elders of the Tai Xuan Sect had been waiting for a long time in the square in front of the hall.

The leader was an elderly man in a purple Taoist robe, with half-white hair and beard, and piercing eyes.

The leader of the Tai Xuan Sect, a powerful expert at the second level of immortality.

Hua Yunfei led Su Ye to the front of the hall and bowed, saying, "Sect Leader, the Holy Son of Yaochi has arrived."

The Grand Master of Tai Xuan stroked his beard and sized up Su Ye for a moment, a hint of approval flashing in his eyes.

"I have long heard that Yaochi has established an extraordinary holy son, with a primordial Dao embryo, a rare sight throughout the ages."

"Having met you today, you are indeed extraordinary."

Su Ye clasped his hands in greeting: "Junior Su Ye greets Sect Leader Tai Xuan."

The Tai Xuan Sect Leader waved his hand and said with a smile, "No need for formalities. Yaochi and Tai Xuan have always been on good terms. The Holy Son is an honored guest who has come from afar."

"May I ask what brings the Holy Son to visit Tai Xuan this time?"

Su Ye spoke frankly: "This junior wishes to comprehend the natural Dao of Zhuofeng."

Upon hearing this, the elders in front of the hall were slightly taken aback.

The headmaster of Tai Xuan frowned slightly.

"Zhuofeng————"

He pondered for a moment, then his tone became more wistful: "Does the Holy Son know that my Tai Xuan Zhuo Peak lineage has declined for many years?"

"I understand."

"Then are you aware that the natural way of Zhuofeng has been lost for hundreds of years?"

"I know that too."

"Knowing this, why does the Holy Son still insist on going?"

Su Ye's gaze was calm: "This junior possesses an innate Dao embryo and is naturally close to the Dao. I would like to try to find a glimmer of opportunity on Zhuofeng Peak."

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The leader of the Tai Xuan Sect remained silent.

The elders looked at each other and exchanged a few words in hushed tones.

After a moment, the Tai Xuan Sect Leader slowly nodded.

"Fine."

He looked at Su Ye, his tone becoming more serious: "Although the lineage of Zhuofeng has been lost for hundreds of years, the mountain itself still exists."

"Our Tai Xuan Sect's ancestral precepts state that the Dao of Zhuofeng is a gift from heaven and earth, and anyone with the right affinity can go there to comprehend it."

"As the successor of the Jade Pool Holy Land, and possessing a special innate Dao embryo, the Holy Son naturally has no shortage of qualifications."

The Tai Xuan Sect Leader turned to Hua Yunfei beside him and said, "Yunfei, you shall accompany the Holy Son to Zhuofeng."

"Your disciple obeys."

Zhuofeng is located on the southwestern edge of the 108 peaks of Taixuanmen.

It is far from the main thoroughfare, secluded and quiet.

The closer you get to Zhuofeng, the weaker the surrounding spiritual energy becomes.

Compared to the other main peaks of the Tai Xuan Sect, Zhuofeng is more like a forgotten corner.

Hua Yunfei walked ahead, leading the way for Su Ye.

He suddenly spoke up, saying, "Does the Holy Son know that when Zhuofeng was at its peak, it was one of the strongest main peaks of my Taixuan Sect?"

Su Ye looked up at the inconspicuous mountain peak in the distance.

"I would like to hear the details."

Hua Yunfei's voice slowly spread in the mountain breeze, carrying a hint of distant reminiscence.

Nearly a thousand years ago, before the current peak master of Zhuofeng passed away, he left these last words: "The Great Dao of Nature cannot be obtained by those with a will, but is attained by those without intention."

Pass."

"Since then, no one has been able to trigger the inheritance."

"Gradually, the disciples left one after another, and Zhuofeng fell into disrepair."

He paused, then turned and glanced back at Su Ye.

"Now only an old peak master remains on the peak, guarding a few dilapidated thatched cottages."

Even the disciples of the Tai Xuan Sect rarely set foot here anymore.