A man and a woman walked out gracefully, chatting and laughing, seemingly intent on appearing loving in front of others, as affectatious as could be.
The guarding disciple quickly stepped forward fawningly, "This disciple Yuan Ying pays respects to Sect Master Zu He... no... to Emperor Zu He!"
Emperor Zu He waved his fan, smiling broadly, "Mm, good, good. A perceptive disciple. This Sect Master remembers you."
Yuan Ying bowed, "Many thanks for your esteemed appreciation, Emperor Zu He."
Emperor Zu He referred to himself as 'this Sect Master' as he had long considered the Star Ancient Sect his own.
He slung an arm around Fan Niaoniao's delicate waist and walked directly into the Hengyang Hall. As they passed Ming Zhitian, his cultivation was imperceptible, and they paid him no mind. Fan Niaoniao glanced at Ming Zhitian, waving her hand in front of her nose with a hint of disgust.
Suddenly, a person flew in. Upon learning of the arrival of his distant cousin, Emperor Zu He, Emperor Wushang knew the reason for his visit.
He intended to force the Sect to abdicate while his grandfather, Bai Liao, was still recovering from his serious injuries!
The guarding disciple, with his sharp eyes, hurried forward to greet him, "This disciple Yuan Ying pays respects to Emperor Wushang!"
"Hmm?" Emperor Zu He and the woman turned.
Emperor Wushang first saw Ming Zhitian and was about to greet him when Ming Zhitian raised his hand, signaling him not to make a scene. He disliked crowds, and since no one recognized him, he didn't wish for others to know.
Emperor Wushang called out to Emperor Zu He, "Grandfather is recuperating. You cannot go in."
Emperor Zu He sneered, which suited his intentions perfectly. "Oh? I know, Little Wu. Don't you greet your cousin?"
Pretending ignorance, Emperor Wushang still politely clasped his hands in greeting, "Wushang greets Cousin."
"Ah!" Emperor Zu He beamed. He relished the feeling of superiority, especially when it came with a slight edge in seniority, making him feel above others!
Fan Niaoniao spoke, "Little Cousin, what about me?"
Emperor Wushang gritted his teeth and clasped his hands in greeting, "Wushang greets Cousin-in-law."
"Ah!" Fan Niaoniao giggled secretly, "Truly pathetic."
Ignoring him, Emperor Zu He continued to walk forward with Fan Niaoniao in his embrace. Emperor Wushang's brows furrowed, and he flashed forward to block the hall entrance. "Cousin..."
Emperor Zu He gave him a cold look. "Get out of the way."
Emperor Wushang said, "You want the position of Sect Master of the Star Ancient Sect, don't you? I'll give it to you. Just don't go in and disturb Grandfather's rest."
Emperor Zu He kicked him! Emperor Wushang caught the kick and took a step back. "Cousin... don't force me."
Emperor Zu He's temper flared, "Force you? With your cultivation? You think you're qualified to speak to this Emperor? I call you Little Wu and you actually take it as a compliment? How dare you speak to this Emperor like that?"
Emperor Wushang said, "If you want to harm my grandfather, you'll have to step over my corpse, Emperor Wushang!"
"Oh?" Emperor Zu He became interested. He pushed Fan Niaoniao away from him. "Cousin, you want to fight Cousin? Have you considered the consequences?"
Emperor Wushang summoned his artifact. "Either death or life. Since this is a family dispute, this Emperor has long cast aside life and death. Come."
"Very good," Emperor Zu He summoned his artifact and said, "Then don't blame Cousin for showing no mercy."
Fan Niaoniao fanned the flames, "Husband... mm-hmm... do your best. Try not to go all out, it's more fun to play slowly."
"Wait!" Ming Zhitian walked slowly to Emperor Wushang's side. "Let me deal with him."
"Cultivation... you..." Emperor Wushang said. Ming Zhitian waved his hand and shook his head. "I just don't like him."
"Hmm?" Emperor Zu He looked puzzled. "Who is this brat?"