Perfect World

Chapter 521: Chapter 521 Demon Emperor
 

“Let’s go and see what he’s doing,” Hong Huang spoke up, obviously referring to Shi Hao.

“Primordial… such a person, really surprising and shocking. If he went to the higher realms, those people probably wouldn’t be lonely anymore!” Bi Gu said.

With that, many showed a look of astonishment. Another “Primordial” really? It was necessary to investigate seriously; this Little Stone was too enigmatic and exceptionally powerful.

“Hmm, quite looking forward to him entering the higher realms. That vast territory is full of exceptional talents with Primordial Ancients rising. Will he be overwhelmed by it?” Yingying whispered softly, her beautiful eyes flickering with astonishing brilliance.

“Hmm, Shui Yue, don’t you have a marriage contract? With a similar person, right?” Lan Yu asked.

“Nonsense!” Shui Yue retorted.

This was an area of low hills where undulations rose and fell with specks of chaotic mist scattering. Little Pagoda had set up such an array, making it difficult even for a Sect Hierarch from the higher realms to break.

Shi Hao was very reassured; his parents would definitely be safe. However, he was also troubled; a sturdy array meant he couldn’t enter either. He could only wait for Little Pagoda to arrive.

“Sect Grandfather really is formidable. I’ve tried to deduce it hundreds of times now but still can’t grasp the intricacies of this array,” Divine Striking Stone exclaimed, showing rare humility for once.

Shi Hao sat cross-legged among the hills, cultivating calmly. He was in a very good mood, having found his parents and having gained a lot from entering the Primeval Treasure Realm, he was very relaxed.

In fact, he hadn’t waited long when Little Pagoda suddenly appeared, tearing through space directly, shrouded in a hazy chaotic mist, radiating precious light.

Shi Hao was overjoyed and immediately went forward.

“What happened outside?” Little Pagoda asked Shi Hao, very serious. It had already ventured deep into the primal chaos, chasing the heavenly passage gate with the Willow Deity, when it sensed an inexplicable aura.

“There was a big event, but it’s a pity you and the Willow Deity weren’t there. We let a great opportunity slip away!” Shi Hao regretted as he recounted the recent events.

“Ouch, that hurts me to death!” Little Pagoda cried out miserably, tumbling down from the void.

“Sect Grandfather, what’s wrong with you?” Divine Striking Stone was startled.

“My World Mountain, my Divine Material, my Hall of Chaos, all gone. My heart is in pain!” Little Pagoda rolled around on the ground, wailing ceaselessly.

It was hard to imagine this was a Chaos Magical Artifact, now without a shred of dignity, screaming as if its heart was being torn apart here.

Shi Hao curled his lip, knowing exactly what it was about when he heard it crying about a heartache, his disdain evident.

“Kid, what’s that look for? If something like this happened to you, wouldn’t you react the same?” Little Pagoda was indignant.

Shi Hao felt embarrassed; sometimes he was the same, mourning the damage to an enemy’s Magic Artifact. In a way, he and Little Pagoda were indeed alike!

“Sect Grandfather, are you going back into the chaos?” Divine Striking Stone asked.

“Not going. Just waiting for the outcome,” Little Pagoda responded gruffly. The primal chaos was endless; if it left now, it would probably be very difficult to find that Primordial Gate again.

“Enough talk, hurry up and dismantle the array,” Shi Hao said.

The luminous glow dissipated as Little Pagoda gathered up the array flags, absorbed the chaotic mist, and dismantled the array among the hills.

“Father, Mother!” Shi Hao shouted, rushing over.

“My child!” The two were surprised with joy.

Inside the array was very safe, without Ferocious Beasts or lethal danger, and the vegetation was lush, including a spiritual lake from which vital essence gushed forth.

These days, Shi Ziling and Qin Yining had been extremely anxious and tense, fearing that Shi Hao would encounter an accident, as the enemies were too strong.

“Child, it’s good you’re alright!” The family reunited, with Qin Yining holding Shi Hao tightly and Shi Ziling’s large hand also reaching out to embrace his shoulder.

Time hadn’t left many traces on them; Shi Ziling still looked valiant, and Qin Yining was still as beautiful, but for years, a melancholic air had gathered between her brows, unable to dissipate.

They missed Shi Hao, unable to forget the past, there was always a knot in their hearts.

“Mother, Father, I’m fine. And I’ve gained some fortunes!” Shi Hao was very happy. Being reunited felt warm without having to say much.

Qin Hao stood beside them, silent, his divine vestment robe flowing with radiance. Qin Yining pulled him over, urging, “Call him brother.”

Silence fell. He did not utter a sound.

Shi Hao smiled and said, “We’ve only met twice; it’s natural not to be used to it. It’s fine; you’ll get used to it in time.”

“You child!” Shi Ziling’s voice was deep, his eyes brimming with light as he looked at Qin Hao.

“Brother!” It was difficult for Qin Hao to utter these two words as if it took a lot of effort. He glanced at the glittering Little Pagoda in Shi Hao’s hair and then fell silent.

“As your brother, I can’t be without a gift,” Shi Hao took out a Jade Cauldron, his smile radiant as he said, “This is for you.”

Qin Hao didn’t take it, standing there woodenly.

“Your brother is talking to you, giving you a gift. Why aren’t you accepting it?” Qin Yining frowned, feeling somewhat helpless, aware of her younger son’s emotional knot.

“He killed Qin Fa,” Qin Hao said, referring to the Venerable One who had taught him to read and write.

“Your brother had no choice. If he hadn’t killed them, how would he have come to save us?” Shi Ziling explained.

“Who needed him to save us? I was living fine on Immortal Mountain, but he overturned that place and killed Qin Fa and the others!” Qin Hao said.

“Your brother did it for us. Come on, take your brother’s gift,” Qin Yining said, knowing that such persuasion would be futile for the moment because her second son was sentimentally attached to Qin Fa.

“Eh, this is…” Shi Ziling smelled a faint fragrance, opened the palm-sized white cauldron, looked inside, and was shocked.

Three drops of Golden Liquid, each as big as a dragon’s eye, shining like mini suns, dazzlingly bright. A rich aroma wafted out, intoxicating.

“This is Divine Liquid!” Qin Yining was also greatly surprised.

“This is the three drops of Liquid Thunder I obtained from the Sun Ancient Tree,” Shi Hao explained, informing them of his experiences over the past few days.

The husband and wife listened with hearts pounding and overwhelmed with worry. Their eldest son had fought against many Venerable Ones by himself; these three drops of Golden Liquid were won at the cost of his life.

“Even if it’s Divine Liquid, I don’t want it!” Qin Hao declared.

“Slap!” Shi Ziling could no longer restrain himself and slapped him, saying, “Time and again, you really don’t understand!”

Qin Hao stubbornly turned his head away, remaining silent.

“Child, you can’t be like this. Your brother has suffered a lot out there without us by his side. All these years, he has relied on himself to fight his way through and has finally reached this point,” Qin Yining advised seriously, “He came to Immortal Mountain for the great battle, searching for us. Without acting, he could have lost his life at any moment.”

As she spoke, her eyes reddened and tears couldn’t be stopped. They hadn’t taken good care of Shi Hao over the years; instead, he had found them himself and even brought Divine Liquid for his younger brother. Thinking of all this, her heart was filled with a sour taste.

Even Shi Ziling felt a sting in his eyes and a tightness in his chest. He had not procured Divine Medicine for his eldest son, yet the son was now offering his younger brother Golden Divine Liquid.

“No matter what you say, you grew up by our side, while your brother has always been wandering outside, enduring far more hardships than you. He kindly offers you a gift, and you won’t even accept it?!” Shi Ziling looked at him sternly.

Shi Hao quickly intervened to change the subject, not wanting to dwell on the matter. Qin Hao had prejudices against him; these things would take time to change.

And as a brother, he only did what he felt he ought to do.

Shi Hao was not insistent on giving him the Divine Liquid; instead, he handed it over to his parents, hoping it would be kept for them.

The couple steadfastly refused, feeling they had failed their eldest son. How could they accept the opportunity he had fought for with his life? Such a thing was incredibly effective for both cultivation and saving lives, equivalent to having three more lives.

This time, Shi Hao was determined to give it away.

“Alright, we will accept one drop,” the husband and wife finally agreed, fearing that Shi Hao would overthink it, and they took one of the drops.

After that, they prepared to leave the Primeval Treasure Realm and set out on their journey.

“Eh, who are those three people?” The geniuses and noble ladies from the higher realms had arrived in time to witness this scene.

Shi Hao had also seen them and nodded in acknowledgment.

“Are these your friends?” Shi Hao’s mother asked, as if she sensed something.

“I only met them recently; they come from the higher realms,” Shi Hao replied.

Lan Yu and others approached and greeted them. They had had some clashes in the Hall of Chaos, but the people who died were competitors just like them, so it could hardly be called enmity.

At the same time, these people were now very interested in Shi Hao, hoping to recruit him into their own sects, and were warmly engaging with him.

When they left the Primeval Treasure Realm, the crowd saw some people from the Profound Domain. The emergence of such an ancient world naturally caused a huge sensation, attracting many in search of opportunities.

However, as Shi Hao appeared, the people there were more shocked to see him than to see the treasure realm itself. Many were as frightened as if they had seen a ghost, looking terrified.

“Shi… Hao!”

“Demon Emperor!”

Some people’s voices trembled, feeling a chill run down their spines.

“What’s wrong, why are you so afraid of him?” Xuan Ming, Shui Yue, and others were puzzled—could it be that Little Stone was like a devil king in the Lower Realm, making everyone retreat wherever he passed?

Lan Yu and the others were curious and decided to discreetly investigate.

“He is the Demon Emperor… no, I misspoke, he’s the emperor of Stone Country, the youngest emperor ever,” someone said nervously, hairs standing on end.

“What’s going on?” Shi Hao inquired, having vanished for only a few days and already it seemed he had gained the title of Demon Emperor?

Lan Yu, Hong Huang, Shui Yue, and others were even more astonished and went to inquire carefully. Each one was dumbfounded, turning to stone.

“He’s the emperor, now many people call him the Demon Emperor… he entered Immortal Mountain alone and overturned it?!” Hong Huang shrieked as if someone had stepped on her tail, incredulous at the possibility.

“Impossible!” Bi Gu also shouted; he knew full well that the precious imprint of the Immortal Heavenly Venerate was situated in the Lower Realm. Who could disturb it? It was a Chaos Magical Artifact!

Absolutely true, there was nothing truer than this, thought those who were questioned, their hearts racing with a mix of terror and confusion. How could those walking alongside Little Stone be unaware of his feats?

Lan Yu, Bi Gu, Shui Yue, Yingying, and others were genuinely stunned. They knew Shi Hao was the “Primordial,” but they had not expected him to be so defiant of the heavens.

They were bewildered, recalling their experiences in the Hall of Chaos, breaking out in cold sweat and secretly relieved they hadn’t engaged in battle with Little Stone like Zhao Qi and Zhuo Yun. This youth was too heaven-defying, actually managing to overturn Immortal Mountain and being hailed as the Demon Emperor by the outside world, which was unbelievable and shocking!

After repeated verifications and inquiries, Hong Huang, Shui Yue, Xuan Ming, and others accepted the reality. What they had heard was true!

“This… it’s like a dream!” Xuan Ming murmured. At first, he had looked down on Little Stone, giving hints, wanting to take him to the higher realms in exchange for making him a war servant. And now… he could only use that phrase to express his feelings.

“Incredible!” The group from the higher realms wore strange expressions; this was impactful.

Half a month later, Shi Hao returned to the wasteland, settling once again in the Stone Capital imperial palace. Had it not been for Little Pagoda’s laziness, it should have been even quicker.

“My child has become the Stone Emperor?” Shi Ziling stood in front of the Central Imperial Palace, deeply moved. Returning to Stone Capital once more, he was reminded of so many memories.

“Your Majesty, the witch has arrived and has been waiting for you for several days,” Peng Jiu greeted him immediately.

Shi Hao saw the witch again. She was still sprightly and mischief-filled, possessing a beauty that could bring nations to their knees, a perfect figure, and was lively and cunning to an extent that made her hard to fathom.

“Demon Emperor, Your Highness, I have good news for you. Yue Chan couldn’t escape her fate, heehee!”

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