Tian Wen found it distasteful.
This might be the only one in the Immortal Realm with such a record.
"Why?" Chen Fan was puzzled.
Tian Wen could withstand two Great Daos of rules, Life and Lightning. Such individuals were rare.
Chen Fan hadn't understood this before.
Now, the more he felt the River of Rules, the more he comprehended.
Humans, aside from being born this way, rarely possessed the ability to withstand two Great Daos of rules.
As for Chen Fan, well... he couldn't be judged by common standards.
Therefore, Tian Wen was inherently special.
Yet now, she actively requested to expel the Thunder Emperor Qi.
Tian Wen offered her explanation: "My physical body was never suited for lightning.
Now, I have refined eight strands of Life Emperor Qi, and I am about to refine the ninth. But as I refined it, the Great Dao told me to expel the lightning."
"..."
Chen Fan mused.
After a long pause, he nodded, "Have you decided?"
Abandoning one Great Dao was equivalent to abandoning a tremendous opportunity.
"I have decided."
Since Tian Wen had brought it up herself, it meant she had made up her mind.
She had been contemplating this matter for a long time.
She wanted to specialize in one path...
"Good."
In this woman, Chen Fan seemed to see a shadow of the Heavenly Emperor of Death.
The Heavenly Emperor of Death, also known as the Emperor Corpse, also specialized in one path.
"Buzz."
Chen Fan raised his hand and grabbed the air.
With a rumble, a strand of Emperor Qi appeared on Tian Wen's body.
This strand of Emperor Qi pulsed with lightning, but under Chen Fan's palm, it was directly extracted.
The Thunder Emperor Qi was easily pulled out by Chen Fan.
After all, it was he who had bestowed it upon her.
"It's coming."
The moment the Thunder Emperor Qi left her body.
Suddenly, Tian Wen felt a will from the unseen.
"Boom."
The ninth strand of Emperor Qi appeared instantly.
Nine strands of Emperor Qi, a titled Emperor.
"Are you advancing now?" Chen Fan asked.
He felt that Tian Wen might not have reached her limit.
Tian Wen realized with clarity and smiled, bowing slightly, "Thank you, City Lord. I might still have a chance..."
There was still one day left, the final day.
Perhaps, there would be a surprise?
"Buzz."
This time, Tian Wen sank directly to the bottom of the River of Rules.
The river water surged.
"I hope you succeed."
Chen Fan said no more and closed his eyes.
...
Outside, in Freedom City.
Freedom City was now truly bustling with activity.
The city was filled with powerful individuals.
Let alone Supremes, even Emperor Realm powerhouses could be seen frequently.
Forces from all directions had arrived.
And at this moment, a group of people had gathered in front of the central thatched hut.
Long Ling stood in front of everyone, her brow furrowing repeatedly as she listened to their voices.
"Ling'er, is Chen Fan really inside?" a boisterous voice echoed.
The speaker was a burly man.
This burly man possessed a powerful aura, with nine Dao apertures glowing on his body.
Nine Dao apertures, a titled Emperor.
Nine, the threshold for a titled Emperor.
There were more for some, but this man was merely a nine-Dao Emperor.
"Da Kui."
A woman looked at the burly man with a stern expression, "You should address him as City Lord."
The burly man scoffed, "Huo Xing, you don't need to persuade me. I, Da Kui, only recognize the former City Lord, and no one else."
"Da Kui..."
Long Ling's gaze sharpened, "What do you mean?"
"It means nothing."
Da Kui paid no mind to Long Ling's stare.
Even with a hint of warning in her gaze, he ignored it. "My life was saved by the former City Lord, so I only recognize the former City Lord."
Long Ling fell silent, her gaze sweeping across everyone before her, "Do you all feel the same?"
All those standing here were powerful individuals among the loose cultivators of the Eastern Continent.
"..."
Everyone was silent.
Even Huo Xing, who had exchanged words with Chen Fan once.
"Heh."
Long Ling laughed.
But her laughter was somewhat cold, "You are all quite capable. When my master was here, you were not like this.
Now that my master has just left and designated a successor, you treat him like this. What, are you planning to rebel?"
"Haha."
Da Kui laughed heartily, "Little Sister Ling'er, you don't need to provoke us with words. Our lives were saved by the old City Lord, and everything we possess now was bestowed by the old City Lord."
Long Ling looked at him.
"If the old City Lord truly passed on his mantle, we would naturally abide. But now... who knows if the old City Lord truly passed it to him.
Perhaps you appointed him yourself?"
"What did you say?"
Just as Long Ling was about to retort.
Boom.
From behind, a sword light surged.
The brilliant sword light carried a chilling killing intent.
The sword light arrived in an instant, so fast that no one reacted.
Only Long Ling...
"An An, stop." Long Ling's face turned pale.
Ching.
The sword light stopped at Da Kui's brow.
Its cold gleam was blinding, less than a finger's width from Da Kui's forehead.
Da Kui's brow had already been cut by the sword light, drawing blood.
"..."
The scene fell into silence.
Only then did they realize what had happened.
They looked at Da Kui.
Da Kui was now drenched in cold sweat, his pale face filled with fear.
From afar... a little girl was walking slowly.
An An had arrived.
On her, eleven Dao apertures glowed, her aura as a titled Emperor pressing down without reservation.
"An, An An..."
Da Kui's face was ashen, his eyes filled with terror as he looked at the approaching figure.
He, Da Kui, was also a titled Emperor.
But in that instant, he hadn't reacted at all.
"You..."
An An's voice still carried a hint of childishness as she pointed at Da Kui, "Are a bad person."
Da Kui: "..."
He dared not move.
The sword light still hovered at his brow, not leaving.
Not just Da Kui, but everyone looked at An An with a hint of dread.
Between titled Emperors, there were also gaps in their cultivation.
And An An had clearly become so powerful that everyone felt intimidated.
"An An."
It was Long Ling who spoke, "Withdraw the sword light."
An An looked at her senior sister with confusion, "He's a bad person."
Long Ling: "..."
Da Kui: "..."
Da Kui felt an intense killing intent.
Then, he looked at Long Ling with a pleading expression.
This girl, An An, only listened to Long Ling.
The top loose cultivators who had just dismissed Long Ling with disdain were now begging for mercy.
"Forget it."
Long Ling rubbed An An's little head, "In the face of the opportunity to become an Emperor, we must be understanding of others."
Long Ling directly pointed out Da Kui's intentions.
These people had all come for the opportunity to become an Emperor.
An An still didn't understand.
"Take back the sword light," Long Ling said again.
"Oh."
An An dared not disobey her senior sister.
She raised her hand and summoned the sword light back.
"Whoosh."
Da Kui let out a sigh of relief.
His legs went weak, and he almost collapsed.
It was terrifying.
Just now, he had truly smelled the scent of death.
At this moment, he could only awkwardly cup his fists, "Thank you, Ling'er."
Long Ling nodded and said, "You all go down for now. Tomorrow is the day the City Lord will officially take his seat. Any issues can be discussed tomorrow."