The Peerless Emperor

The crowd eventually dispersed slowly. The excitement had subsided, and now the Ten Thousand Medicine Thousand Wood Valley was still open for exploration. They had come for the spiritual medicines within the valley; they couldn't afford to lose sight of their real purpose.

The Nine Dragons Throne dissipated, and the Imperial Robe of Will was also dispelled by Lin Qian, retreating into his body, reverting to his original appearance in a white robe. He approached his maternal grandfather.

"Grandfather, how do you feel?" Lin Qian, with a smile on his face, asked as he approached Yun Fan.

In fact, his question was somewhat redundant, as Yun Fan's physical condition had been closely monitored by the Heavenly Art Department after successfully resolving the issues with the Spirit Transformation Fruit and the bloodline curse within his body.

The exact condition was probably better known to the Heavenly Art Department than it was to Yun Fan himself.

"Very well, I have not only completely recovered, but my strength has also greatly improved compared to before," Yun Fan looked at Lin Qian with an expression of contentment, "Thank you, my child."

Lin Qian had hoped to hear those very words.

Only hearing these feelings expressed personally by his grandfather could allow Lin Qian to truly set his mind at ease.

"Why would Grandfather thank your grandson?" Seeing Yun Fan, who was now completely different from the withered and frail figure before, Lin Qian smiled knowingly and waved his hand dismissively.

"Qianer, the things you said earlier, were they all true?" Just then, Yun Yunyan looked at Lin Qian, her eyes full of surprise.

The Huaxia Empire with a history of five hundred billion years—what kind of spectacular sights must such a long-standing existence have witnessed in the past.

She couldn't imagine that such a force could ever fall into decline, or that her son would become its inheritor.

"Half true, half false, but as long as they believe it, that's enough," Lin Qian shrugged in response to his mother's inquiry and looked towards the distant crowd, many of whom were still whispering and discussing.

Clearly, the content of their conversations was likely about the stories of Lin Qian's Huaxia Empire and Long Aotian.

"Speaking of which, Qianer," Yun Fan looked at Lin Qian, voicing his admiration, "this story of Long Aotian is truly fascinating and incredibly thrilling; how wonderful it would be to become a powerful figure like him."

At this, a light of eager anticipation filled Yun Fan's eyes, filled with longing for the future.

"But as long as one gives their all, there will eventually come a day when one reaches such heights." With that, Yun Fan's demeanor showed determination, looking at Lin Qian, "Despite having such a powerful legacy, and even exceptional talent, Qianer, you must never become arrogant. Instead, you should put in even more effort."

The long-awaited family lecturing made Lin Qian nod gravely to Yun Fan: "Don't worry, Grandfather, I am well aware."

"This is not the place for an extended conversation; let's head home first." Having said this, concern also appeared in Yun Fan's expression, "Once we return to Yongquan State, we won't have to worry about Yun Hu."

Lin Di and Yun Yunyan also nodded their agreement, with the former looking towards Lin Qian: "But what about your followers?"

"They will come back with us, but I'm not sure if Grandfather can manage so many people with extreme speed flight," Lin Qian looked towards Yun Fan, who showed a puzzled expression, then turned to look at his daughter and son-in-law.

"Followers? Qianer's followers?"

"Yes, these people are exceptional, all of them are at the Ninth Level Peak of the Awakening Realm," Yun Yunyan said lightly with a chuckle in response to her father's confusion.

Upon hearing this, a look of astonishment appeared in Yun Fan's eyes, obviously not expecting his grandson to have such powerful subordinates: "Carrying Ninth Level Peak Soul Martial Artists in flight bears no burden at all, completely manageable. Qianer, how many followers do you have, a dozen or so, or...?"

Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!

At that moment, the sound of breaking through the air arose one after another in the distance, as figures clad in various distinguishable heavy armors flew over from afar.

And following behind them were also a number of people fleeing at high speeds, all of whom were scholars from the Heavenly Art Department and craftsmen from the Fire Department.

Within their storage artifacts, there were parts from the earlier disassembled soul cannons, after all, such things couldn't just be left there.

Taking a cursory glance forward, there were at least tens of thousands of people, among them seven thousand were at the Ninth Level Peak of the Awakening Realm.

After all, Lin Qian had also summoned the Imperial Army and the War Beast Army to assist from the sidelines, dealing with some unnecessary troubles.

The warriors of the Huaxia Empire, War Beast Generals, and other units of the Huaxia Empire, tens of thousands gathered together in this part of the world was nothing unusual, but the strong aura condensing around their bodies was very striking, catching people's attention.

At least, many who had originally left hurriedly turned around to look in Lin Qian's direction.

When they saw everything before their eyes, a thought rose in their hearts,

The imperial legacy from five hundred billion years ago truly exists, this is that empire's military force!

This scene made them believe even more in Lin Qian's story, in their minds, the Yun family of the Central Domain had become traitors who had betrayed the hero of the Human Clan and the last emperor of the ancient empire, Long Aotian, despicable and shameless beings who once collaborated with foreign races.

One could say Lin Qian's fabricated story had planted a pillar of shame onto the Central Domain Yun family.

When the story spread out, the Yun family of the Central Domain would realize a power they had never known before was hitting them,

The power of public opinion.

"Qianer, you really are... impressive," seeing the tens of thousands of people in front of him, Yun Fan laughed heartily, his grandson growing stronger was the best outcome, how could he not be happy as an elder, "But the speed of flying is clearly going to be much slower now."

The moment his words ended, Yun Fan's intense Soul Power turned into a sea of fire, enveloping everyone within it.

However, the fiercely burning flames did not harm anyone, and they were also carried by Yun Fan, flying rapidly toward the so-called Yongquan State.

Along the way, the surrounding scenery swiftly receded, and in the blink of an eye, their figures had already disappeared around Ten Thousand Medicine Thousand Wood Valley.

Even though he was carrying so many people and the speed was somewhat slowed, Yun Fan was nonetheless a powerful ancestor, the celebrated Yun Monarch of the entire Central Domain.

After a while, they had already left the vicinity of Ten Thousand Medicine Thousand Wood Valley, returned to the territory of Yongquan State, and came back to the city above the valley, landing steadily in the middle of the City Lord Mansion.

The landing spot was directly in the courtyard where Yun Fan had been bedridden, where Yun Rong had already been waiting early on.

When she saw Lin Di and Yun Yunyan returning, she quickly went forward to comfort them, "Children, you both have worked hard."

"We're back, Ronger," Yun Fan said as he landed, his voice also filled with relief.

A family was finally reunited.