"You don't understand, you understand nothing."
At this moment, Yan Wushuang was like a deflated ball.
All his energy and spirit were drained the moment the purple star was crushed.
Looking at Chen Fan, he smiled miserably, "The one who blocked my path was the Heavenly Emperor. That was the Heavenly Emperor, how could I possibly resist?"
"Heavenly Emperor?"
This name might be an insurmountable mountain in the hearts of others.
But in Chen Fan's eyes, it was nothing.
He sneered, "If the Heavenly Emperor dares to block my path, I will still kill him."
"Heh heh."
Yan Wushuang despaired, "You haven't seen the Heavenly Emperor, you have no idea what kind of existence the Heavenly Emperor is. It's just a mountain to be looked up to."
"A mountain? This City Lord has toppled too many mountains."
With a casual grab towards the outside of the city, with a 'bang,' a large mountain turned into dust.
He continued, "Overlord, the Fisherman, the Dream Monk, plus the Ninth Sword Cultivator who just left, what do you think the Heavenly Emperor is in their eyes?"
"Hmm?"
Yan Wushuang didn't understand and looked at Chen Fan in confusion.
"Senior, please show yourself," Chen Fan said.
"Buzz."
The void distorted, and the Fisherman, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat, appeared.
"Senior."
Chen Fan cupped his fists in salute.
This was indeed a senior.
He asked, "May I ask, Senior, if the Heavenly Emperor were your enemy and blocked your path, what would you do?"
The Fisherman could see Chen Fan's thoughts.
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Whoever dares to block my path, I will kill their entire family. What about the Heavenly Emperor? It's not like no Heavenly Emperor has been killed before."
Although the Fisherman's expression couldn't be seen, his tone conveyed seriousness.
The Fisherman's gaze fell on Yan Wushuang and he said, "I heard about what happened between you and the Yellow Emperor. Heh heh... If it were me, I would first annihilate their descendants, then find a place to hide and cultivate diligently. If I possessed the will of invincibility, the position of Heavenly Emperor is not unshakeable."
This was said very seriously by the Fisherman.
So serious that Yan Wushuang was stunned.
Chen Fan looked at Yan Wushuang and said earnestly, "I believe if the Overlord, the Dream Monk, and the Ninth Sword Cultivator were here, they would say the same thing.
As fellow evildoers, why is it only you, Yan Wushuang, who places all your hope on the opportunity to become an emperor?"
Ridiculous.
Across the two continents of the Eastern Continent, you, Yan Wushuang, are still considered a top figure.
Why were you so terrified of a Heavenly Emperor?
What if they are high above?
They are not truly invincible.
With the five Heavenly Emperors in power, if they are not invincible, why fear them?
Even if they were truly invincible, Chen Fan had the courage to tear open the heavens.
"..."
Yan Wushuang fell silent.
He didn't know what he was thinking, as he didn't speak for a long time.
"You may go," Chen Fan said. "Remember, you owe Sword City your life. Don't die. When you kill the Heavenly Emperor, I will come to collect my debt."
Having said this much.
If Yan Wushuang could understand, there was still a chance.
If he couldn't understand and continued to be dejected, heh heh... Chen Fan was too lazy to kill such a person.
Without the will of invincibility, he didn't deserve the title of prodigy.
He didn't deserve it.
Yan Wushuang left, staggering out of Sword City.
At this moment, Chen Fan's and the Fisherman's words echoed incessantly in his mind.
The Heavenly Emperor, an insurmountable mountain.
It was understandable for the Fisherman, after all, he was an old powerhouse, a being who once contended with the sixth strongest person in the world, Yi Fu.
But Chen Fan?
He was just a junior who had recently risen, yet he treated the Heavenly Emperor as nothing.
In their eyes, the Heavenly Emperor was merely a fart.
Irony, immense irony.
The existence that made Yan Wushuang despair, this person utterly disregarded it.
Yan Wushuang left.
Chen Fan's gaze finally fell on Qing Yu, who had been neglected for half a day.
"..." Qing Yu.
To be honest, she had also wanted to leave just now.
But she didn't dare.
In her eyes, Chen Fan was a madman at this moment.
His words of disdain for the Heavenly Emperor were definitely not just talk.
If he didn't care about the Heavenly Emperor, would he care about her, a descendant of the Heavenly Emperor?
Even though she was the only daughter of the Green Emperor.
At present, the best course of action was to stay put and ensure that she didn't provoke this madman's killing intent.
"Chen... Chen Fan..."
Being stared at by him, Qing Yu even stammered.
There was no helping it; she was nervous.
Frowning slightly, Chen Fan said, "Huang Qi was killed by me. You are the only daughter of the Green Emperor. To be honest, I don't intend to have any conflict with the Green Emperor, but your ordering the massacre of Sword City residents requires an explanation."
"I understand."
Qing Yu quickly nodded, "You can have any compensation you want, as long as you let me go. After I return, I will immediately send someone to deliver it, any heavenly treasures will do."
Heavenly treasures?
Chen Fan shook his head. At his current level, heavenly treasures were useless.
"Then what do you want?" Qing Yu asked.
Chen Fan thought for a moment, "I don't know."
"..." Qing Yu.
If you don't know, how can I give it to you?
Qing Yu was at a loss for words.
"How about I give you back the things I previously let you keep?"
Earlier, Qing Yu had placed a trace of the Green Emperor's enlightenment in Chen Fan's hand as payment for the northern district of Sword City.
"Not enough."
Chen Fan's tone was firm.
Qing Yu was shocked, "That's the enlightenment of a Heavenly Emperor. It's not worth the lives of a few weaklings?"
"I said it's not enough, so it's not enough."
Alright.
When you're under someone else's roof, you have to bow your head.
Her life was still in Chen Fan's hands, so Qing Yu could only bow her head.
"How about I make a suggestion?" the Fisherman, who had been observing, suddenly spoke.
Qing Yu's gaze shifted towards him.
"Senior, please speak."
Since she didn't know what to ask for herself, it was good that the Fisherman could offer a suggestion.
The Fisherman suggested, "With the resources of the Imperial Palace, it shouldn't be difficult to send ten titled Emperors of different great daos to cover Sword City with a seven-day rain of rules, should it?"
"What?"
Qing Yu's face turned ashen with shock.
Chen Fan smiled, "This is acceptable."
Then, he looked at Qing Yu, "You're not willing?"
"It's not..."
Qing Yu became anxious, "A rain of rules for seven consecutive days, and ten titled Emperors. Isn't this..."
She wanted to say it was a bit excessive.
But upon seeing Chen Fan's gaze, Qing Yu fell silent.
Finally, she gritted her teeth and said, "Fine."
"As long as you agree, you may leave. Within three days, I want to see people from the Imperial Palace." With that, Chen Fan turned and left.
As for the Golden Silk Cicada Robe that had sealed Sword City, it had been removed when the Ninth Sword Cultivator left.
Watching Chen Fan's retreating back, Qing Yu subconsciously asked, "Aren't you afraid I'll go back on my word?"
"You can try," Chen Fan said without turning his head.
The Fisherman, however, added, "If the Imperial Palace's reputation is so cheap, heh heh... even if the City Lord is willing to accept your broken promise, I don't know."
Qing Yu: "..."
The Fisherman's words hit the nail on the head.
A dignified Imperial Palace would indeed not go back on its word over such a trivial matter.
They could seek retribution later.
But the Imperial Palace would not go back on its word for something it had promised.
"I understand."
Qing Yu sighed, "Within three days, ten titled Emperors will come to Sword City to bestow the rain of rules."