I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 653 653: The Three Ancestors Arrive, A Great Battle Is About to Begin

"Master, Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother have returned!"

With excitement bubbling over, Ji Jiuwu rushed into Chu Feng's courtyard to share this wonderful update.

"They've finally come back. Did you get the feast ready like I instructed?"

Chu Feng inquired. During his free moments, he had been instructing his pupils in the art of cooking. Over the past decade, each disciple's culinary abilities had improved notably—though none could rival Chu Feng's mastery, their creations still qualified as tasty treats.

"In response to Master, we've arranged it all. Now we're simply awaiting Eldest Senior Brother and Second Senior Brother's ascent to the peak."

Ji Jiuwu replied.

"Summon them to the main hall for their respects."

As Chu Feng uttered these words, he rose leisurely, advanced a single pace, and vanished right from the courtyard.

"Understood."

Ji Jiuwu offered a bow toward the spot his Master had disappeared from, then hastened off to the front of the main hall.

Not much time passed before he reached the entrance to the main hall and paid obeisance to Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian, declaring, "Eldest Senior Brother, Second Senior Brother, Master awaits inside the main hall. He sent me to escort you both in."

"Very well."

Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian responded together.

On a normal return with just the pair of them, their Master would skip such protocols. Yet this visit included the younger folks, demanding a proper ceremony—to allow these juniors to first honor the Master.

The moment Jian Sheng, Xia Kang, and the rest stepped into the Wendao Sect, the view left them awestruck. Their own masters had frequently described the Master Ancestor as an unmatched supreme figure.

Observing the trees and grasses throughout the Wendao Sect that day stirred even greater curiosity about the unseen Master Ancestor. Indeed, this abode resembled the immortal paradise their masters often described.

The group trailed after Xiao Chen and his fellow brothers, traversing a lengthy corridor until they entered the main hall proper.

The juniors instinctively yearned to gaze upon the Master Ancestor on the throne, but the instant they lifted their eyes, overwhelming pressure descended. Their master's words echoed in their ears.

"Disciples, we pay our respects to Master."

At that, the young ones snapped to attention, bowing and proclaiming, "We offer our respects to Master Ancestor."

"You may rise."

Chu Feng's eyes scanned the assembly in the main hall, eventually settling on the child cradled by Cao Youqian. Her bloodline mirrored his own perfectly. With a grin, he remarked, "Da Qian, it's been years since we last met, and you've gone ahead and fathered a daughter in secret. Aren't you worried Zhaoyi might come after you for it?"

"Hehe."

Cao Youqian rubbed his head sheepishly. "Master, you're making too much of it. Zhaoyi won't fuss over something so minor."

"Your household affairs are none of my concern. Bring the child closer so I can see her." Chu Feng paid no heed to the grand-disciples, his smile fixed warmly on the little one.

The young Cao Ying felt shy under Chu Feng's gaze and promptly clung to her father's leg. He lifted her into his embrace with a gentle smile, reassuring her, "Ying'er, no need to fear. That's the Master Ancestor. From now on, if anybody picks on you, just shout for Master Ancestor—they won't dare act tough around you."

"Is that true?"

The child's bright eyes widened as she peered at her father, inquiring with innocent wonder, "Does even Father fear the Master Ancestor?"

Hahaha...

Chu Feng burst into booming laughter first. A faint smile tugged at Xiao Chen's lips, while the others stifled their chuckles.

Cao Youqian brushed off the teasing without issue. He beamed and tweaked his daughter's soft cheek, adding, "Absolutely. Now, come along."

"Mm."

Having gotten her father's firm confirmation, the little girl nodded instinctively, her look toward Chu Feng now tinged with a touch of awe.

Soon enough, Chu Feng took the child into his arms and instructed, "Chen'er, Da Qian, escort your disciples to settle in first. Tonight, we'll follow the traditional rite."

"Yes."

The pair assented and guided their followers out of the main hall. In that brief exchange alone, every grand-disciple sensed how welcoming this Master Ancestor truly was. After a tour of the Wendao Sect, some even started yearning to practice cultivation there.

As night descended, the Wendao Sect buzzed with the clatter of toasting cups and endless revelry.

Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian leisurely shared tales of their journeys through the years. At thrilling moments, they would hoist their wine goblets aloft and toast alongside the gathered company.

This display stunned their disciples. Even Ji Jiuwu and the rest hadn't anticipated that these two senior brothers, who commanded such awe and power beyond the sect, could unwind like this.

Yet witnessing their Master reveling in the drinks as well eased their astonishment.

While sipping his wine, Chu Feng mused on how splendid it would be to have music and performances livening things up right then. Come tomorrow, once he'd subdued the Three Ancestors, he'd assemble a performing ensemble. For future banquets like this, they'd step forward to entertain.

The feast stretched deep into the night before concluding. Chu Feng and his companions retired to their individual courtyards for repose.

Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian's homecoming transformed the once-serene Wendao Sect into a hub of vibrant energy.

Particularly, since the duo sparred daily, it drew cheers and roars from all the junior brothers and their pupils.

Ji Jiuwu and others often joined in bouts with their nephews and disciples. Chu Feng, meanwhile, emerged as the idlest among them—spending his days whisking little Cao Ying around for wild adventures.

Cao Ying, being at that clingy and mischievous stage, proved a handful for most. Backed by Chu Feng, the Master Ancestor himself, none but Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian dared cross this tiny force of nature.

Alas, such relaxed times flew by swiftly. Half a month on, Ji Jiuwu came rushing to the rear mountain, where Chu Feng was angling for fish.

He announced deferentially, "Master, exactly as you foresaw, the forces of the three clans march upon the Wendao Sect. At present, those armies from the three clans have fully encircled our Wendao Sect."

"Oh."

At this news, a subtle upturn graced Chu Feng's lips. He chuckled and noted, "These guys really dragged their feet on the way. I figured they'd show up ages ago. Anyway, let's check their progress."

With that, he scooped up little Cao Ying and headed to the Heaven-Viewing Mirror's location. Moments later, he stood by its side.

All the disciples and grand-disciples, spotting Chu Feng's arrival, bowed promptly and chorused, "We pay our respects to Master/Master Ancestor."

"Rise, all of you."

Chu Feng commanded, directing his attention to the Heaven-Viewing Mirror. Reflected within were the three clans' forces closing in on the Wendao Sect from west, south, and north.

The armies of the three clans darkened the heavens and earth. In their wake, every creature fled in retreat.

The Qilin clan pressed forward on land, as the Dragon and Phoenix clans soared overhead.

Upon witnessing this, Chu Feng grinned and declared, "Disciples, ready yourselves for combat."

"Yes!"

Though the Wendao Sect's cultivators were few in number, their battle fervor burned fiercely. With Chu Feng present, they held no fear for any foe.

Within the three clans' ranks stood not just the Three Ancestors, but also nine demon gods per clan, more than a hundred demon emperors, and thousands of demon kings. The Three Ancestors commanded the core forces.

In the Dragon clan's formation, a five-clawed azure dragon turned to the five-clawed golden dragon nearby and queried, "Your Majesty, why select this obscure spot for our final clash?"

The Dragon Ancestor replied coolly, "My child, activate your heavenly eye and behold that mountain—you'll see why."

The five-clawed azure dragon inclined its head, then unveiled its heavenly eye. Piercing the veils of fog appeared a violet-golden beam of destiny light. This pillar of fortune pierced the clouds—its brilliance outshone their Dragon clan's own by far.

"What sort of location is that? How can such destiny light emanate from there?" he wondered, shock etched on his features.

"That is the heart of the Central Continent's fortune. Seize that spot, or draw forth its destiny light to our Dragon clan's homeland, and we'll dominate all ten thousand clans, ending the strife among the three."

At these words, the Dragon Ancestor's gaze hardened with unyielding resolve.

The five-clawed azure dragon ventured, "Father, however..."

"In the field, call me Your Majesty."

The Dragon Ancestor stated flatly.

"Yes."

Still, the five-clawed azure dragon voiced his lingering concern, "Your Majesty, your wounds remain unrestored. Should the battle with the other two Ancestors leave all three weakened, won't that advantage rival clans?"

The Dragon Ancestor explained, "Should I fall, the Dragon Pearl passes to you. Devour it then to ascend as a Semi-Ancestor. None from the other clans could oppose you. Retrieve that fortune, and our Dragon clan shall soar anew. You will claim the mantle of Dragon Ancestor."

On any other occasion, such tidings would have elated the five-clawed azure dragon. But in this moment, no joy stirred within him. He recognized his father's resolve to meet death.

I will reclaim that destiny light—for Father, and for the Dragon clan!!!

Across in the other clans, the Phoenix Ancestor and Qilin Ancestor similarly prepared their cherished heirs, ensuring protections for their lineages.

From that clash three years prior, both Ancestors bore grave injuries too. Should death claim them here, they'd partition the Central Continent's fortune. Survival meant taking it entire.

Thirty minutes onward, the three clans' hosts reached the Slanting Moon Mountain bounding the Wendao Sect. The Three Ancestors emerged, and the fog cloaking Slanting Moon Mountain scattered at once.

Chu Feng met this without astonishment. After all, however diminished, the Three Ancestors held Divine King stature. The Wendao Sect's outer illusions could snare only those under Saint rank. Saints might navigate the haze, and Divine Kings dispelling it was par for the course.

The Wendao Sect disciples, noting Chu Feng's silence, held back from action. They awaited his directives in quiet vigilance.

Chu Feng felt no urgency to strike. He preferred to observe which among the Three Ancestors would first provoke his Wendao Sect.

Up in the skies, the Dragon Ancestor and Phoenix Ancestor departed the ranks. The Qilin Ancestor advanced steadily with mighty steps. Its pace stayed measured, yet every footfall quaked the lands and peaks. Despite the Wendao Sect's barriers, all within sensed the earth's quiver.

Once the Three Ancestors stood revealed, they held off from assault. Exchanging glances, they intoned as one: "You two, you've arrived at last..."

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