I was just making up techniques… how did all of you become Emperors? Chapter 656 656: Chu Feng: From Today, Wendao Sect Recruits Disciples from All Clans

A deafening rumble echoed!

The Three Ancestors plummeted from the heavens to the earth, unleashing a chain of explosive noises that seemed never-ending.

Yet, the vast Hongyuan Continent stood utterly still at that instant, wrapped in total hush.

Even the skies and lands held their breath, while the oceans lay flat without a single wave.

In this very moment, every mighty figure from the hundred clans fixed their eyes on the figure who bore the sun and moon on his head and strode across the starry river.

To them right then, the Dao Ancestor represented the ultimate authority, the undying force of this realm. Henceforth, rivalries among the three clans would cease, and battles for dominance in this grand age would end—only the Dao Ancestor's rule over the world would prevail!

Two familiar alert chimes, just like earlier, echoed inside Chu Feng's thoughts. In this single clash, he had collected 2997 Dao Flowers. Yet, this bounty stemmed from plundering the three clans' destiny—the Three Ancestors on their own didn't possess nearly that many Dao Flowers.

He chose not to wipe them out entirely with his blade. Rather, he scanned the gathered members of the three clans and declared calmly: "Does anyone else dare to challenge this Dao Ancestor?"

His statement landed, and the creatures of the three clans snapped out of their stunned state. They dropped to their knees in surrender before Chu Feng: "We wouldn't dare. Please, Dao Ancestor, show mercy and let us live."

With the Three Ancestors already defeated, even a united rush against him would prove futile against the Dao Ancestor—they'd merely throw away their lives for nothing.

Observing their submission, Chu Feng responded steadily: "I don't slay without reason. Henceforth, your three clans shall retreat from the Central Continent. Should you ever stir up trouble there again, I will march into the Dragon, Phoenix, and Qilin Continents and wipe out your lineages completely."

"We shall heed the Dao Ancestor's orders!"

The Demon Gods from the three clans chorused together.

Chu Feng went on: "Should you behave yourselves, in a century's time, you can dispatch a talented youth to my Wendao Sect for training. I assure you that in no more than five centuries, a new Ancestor will rise among your ranks."

These remarks left the Demon Gods of the three clans momentarily stunned. The five-clawed azure dragon spoke up first: "Dao Ancestor, do you truly mean that?"

Chu Feng replied without haste: "Of course. I founded this sect not to seize control of the world, but solely to spread the Dao, share wisdom, and clear doubts. The delay of a hundred years before allowing your disciples into the Wendao Sect serves as your chastisement."

The three clans naturally harbored doubts about Chu Feng's promise. But in their current bind, they had no alternative. Obeying his directives was the sole path to enduring on this land.

The youthful leaders of the three clans advanced and stated: "We pledge to abide by the Dao Ancestor's directives. We request that the Dao Ancestor permit us to retrieve our Ancestors' remains."

Chu Feng answered: "Very well, though their godheads stay behind."

Hearing this, the faces of the three young leaders twisted in dismay. The core treasure in their Ancestors' forms—what the Dao Ancestor termed the godhead—mattered most. With the other side refusing to release them, what recourse did they have?

Chu Feng offered no pause for deliberation. With a sweep of his mighty hand, he extracted the Three Ancestors' godheads before handing back their bodies.

Lacking options, the three young leaders claimed their Ancestors' corpses and withdrew to their own territories.

Once the three clans had departed, Chu Feng announced: "Starting today, my Wendao Sect opens its doors to talents from every one of the hundred clans. Ten years hence on this date, cultivators from the hundred clans are welcome at the Wendao Sect for the entrance trials."

Though his voice remained moderate, it swiftly echoed across the full expanse of the Central Continent.

Every being who caught these words lit up with thrilled looks. After all, securing any legacy on the Hongyuan Continent proved incredibly tough. What's more, the decade-long strife among the three clans had all but shattered the foundations of the hundred clans.

The Dao Ancestor's decision to welcome students through his gates marked the most uplifting development imaginable for them.

Members of the hundred clans prostrated thrice in the Wendao Sect's direction. Chu Feng promptly felt the collective intent of all life. His Dao Flowers had now surpassed three thousand. Were it not for the need to retreat into isolation after this epic fight, he would have ascended to the Divine King stage ages ago.

Chu Feng at last grasped the notion that eras forge legends. All his actions, aimed at letting the Wendao Sect command this land, aligned fully with the Heavenly Dao's sanction.

Evidently, even reaching Divine King status couldn't break free from the Heavenly Dao's bounds. Only ascending to Immortal Emperor and claiming the Mandate of Heaven allowed one to rise above this plane.

Upon concluding his address, Chu Feng withdrew into the Wendao Sect. His disciples and grand-disciples gazed at him with eyes full of reverence.

"What's the matter? Have you forgotten who I am?"

Cao Youqian piped up first: "Master, your might is beyond measure. Facing the Three Ancestors single-handedly—in our terms, one man holding down three Divine Kings. No such legend exists even in the annals of our Wendao Academy."

"You sure know how to butter me up, kid. Take this Qilin Ancestor's godhead life pill."

Chu Feng flung a sacred elixir toward Cao Youqian. The youth snatched it mid-air, his face twisting in disbelief as he stuttered: "Master, isn't this far too valuable?"

"Still playing coy with me, huh."

Chu Feng shot the boy a scornful glance and added: "That Qilin Ancestor's godhead got mostly carved away by my sword already. Refine it gradually once you hit Saint level. It'll smooth out plenty of hurdles on your road to godhood."

With that, Chu Feng hurled the Phoenix Ancestor's godhead life pill to Xiao Chen: "Chen'er, grab it."

"My thanks, Master."

Xiao Chen replied with deep respect. He harbored no resentment that Master had handed the godhead life pill to Da Qian ahead of him. To him, Master regarded him and Da Qian with perfect fairness.

Chu Feng glanced across the assembled group and declared: "This final godhead life pill goes to whoever first reaches the Saint realm. That individual will succeed as the next sect master of my Wendao Sect."

His declaration plunged the area into quiet. Beyond Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian, the rest of the disciples displayed stunned faces. None had foreseen their Master uttering such a proclamation.

Ji Jiuwu blurted out instinctively: "Master, do you intend to depart from the Wendao Sect?"

"You've hit the mark, kid, though not yet—someday ahead. You lot are still too green for me to abandon the Wendao Sect. That said, I have an announcement to make today."

Chu Feng's voice turned grave here. Every disciple leaned in, hanging on their Master's words.

"Effective immediately, my Wendao Sect splits into seven academies: Sword Cultivation, Body Cultivation, Dharma Cultivation, Alchemy Cultivation, Artifact Refining, Demon Cultivation, and Spirit Cultivation. Plus two extras—the Genius Academy and the External Affairs Academy.

Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, Ji Jiuwu, Jiang Yan, Mo Yi, Lu Ming, and Chu Yan will lead those seven academies I just named. Yun He and Qing Song handle the External Affairs Academy. The Genius Academy launches in a hundred years' time..."

Thirty minutes on, Chu Feng wrapped up detailing the nine academies. He now saw why deans from his old life droned on so long in talks. He'd felt it firsthand—that sensation was rather enjoyable.

The disciples brimmed with zeal upon hearing their Master's plans. At last, they could step into teaching roles themselves.

Noting his students' fervor, Chu Feng grinned and said: "Enough talk. Today, our Wendao Sect stands at its height, ruling the Central Continent. Let's feast and drink till we're thoroughly soused!"

"Yes!"

The group shouted with glee.

A night of revelry followed.

Come morning, Chu Feng entered seclusion. The Dao Flowers surging inside him demanded release.

He settled into meditation, eyes shut and legs crossed, condensing the Dao Flowers in his core. As they squeezed tighter and tighter, they morphed into threads of godly essence. This essence pooled in his mind's sea, slowly shaping pieces of a godhead.

Advancing from Saint to God marked a profound shift too. Per the Sage Academy's forebear, the key divide between Saints and Divine Kings lay not just in the remaking of flesh and spirit, but in wielding the Great Dao itself.

Saints drew law might from the Great Dao principles woven through sky and soil. Divine Kings claimed those principles as their domain, forging an unassailable realm. Inside it, they reigned supreme.

Had the Hongyuan Continent's cultivation path been fuller, and the Three Ancestors' domain mastery sharper, victory in that fight might have slipped away. He could have ended in mutual destruction with the Three Ancestors.

This confrontation deepened Chu Feng's insight into Divine Kings. The breakthrough felt far less daunting now—he just required time for it to unfold on its own.

Days slipped by steadily. Though Chu Feng stayed hidden in the Wendao Sect, daily life for the disciples flowed on unaltered.

Xiao Chen and Cao Youqian lingered briefly before guiding their followers away. Their Nameless Sword Sacred Land and Tyrant Fist Sacred Land still lacked solid heirs. They couldn't depart fully until grooming worthy ones, after which they'd rejoin the Wendao Sect for duties.

In a flash, a decade elapsed. This marked the Wendao Sect's fresh intake day. Ji Jiuwu and company rose at dawn, readying to descend the peak for new students. Abruptly, a beam of divine radiance pierced the heavens from their Master's retreat spot...

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