Eternal Life as False Emperor

"As for the crown, the nine-streamer crown is too complicated to make. Just help me make a Winged Virtue Crown."

Hearing Zheng Yi’s words, everyone was bewildered.

What’s all this about?

Wanting a magical artifact during tribulation is understandable, but asking for a Dragon Robe, today is the first time I’ve seen it.

Since it’s being made now, it can’t possibly be a magical artifact.

But ordinary clothing, even a Dragon Robe representing the supreme power of a mortal emperor, has no use in tribulations, does it?

Zhou Yan sneered dismissively, "Attention-seeker."

Lin Feng was also puzzled, "Strange, Elder Zheng shouldn’t be the kind of person who doesn’t know the importance of things, right? But what is his purpose in doing this?"

He and Bai Zhirui had fought side by side and escaped death together, and every time at the brink of life and death, it was Zheng Yi who found a way to help them escape danger.

This made Lin Feng and Su Yao develop a blind trust in Zheng Yi. No matter how bizarre Zheng Yi’s decisions were, they just followed them without question.

While they blindly worshipped Zheng Yi, other people from the Star Sea weren’t aware of Zheng Yi’s methods.

When they saw him asking for a Dragon Robe at this time, many ridiculed him disdainfully.

"Could this guy be wanting to indulge in being an emperor before he dies?"

"And what if he becomes an emperor? Do you think the Celestial Tribulation will spare you just because you’re an emperor?"

"Under the Celestial Tribulation, even an emperor must die."

"With all this time wasted on such nonsense, why not think about how to get through the Thunder Tribulation? Even getting a magical artifact could be a great help in crossing tribulations!"

The elders of the Star Sea also found it very strange.

Lin Junrong raised an eyebrow, "What purpose could this kid possibly have?"

A nearby female cultivator scoffed, "Who knows what these male cultivators are thinking."

"With this guy’s aptitude, maybe he can feel how powerful this Celestial Tribulation is. If he can’t get through it, at least he can die with dignity."

Even Wenn Ziyan couldn’t understand why Zheng Yi needed a Dragon Robe.

However, it wasn’t too harsh of a request, so she readily agreed.

She transmitted a message to the disciples of the Sect’s Skillful Work Hall, asking them to prepare what Zheng Yi needed as quickly as possible.

Making a Dragon Robe was extremely tedious, but to the cultivators, it was nothing.

After all, no matter how complex it is, it’s still something used by ordinary people, not a magical artifact.

Boom!

The long-brewing Tribulation Thunder descended from the nine heavens.

The Celestial Thunder, as thick as a water tank, swallowed Zheng Yi in an instant. The immense power contained within the Tribulation Thunder made many nearby Star Sea disciples involuntarily take a few steps back.

It was like watching a storm through bulletproof glass. No matter how strong the glass is, the doomsday-like scene outside still made people’s hearts race.

As the first Tribulation Thunder disappeared, Zheng Yi’s appearance looked extremely miserable.

His clothes were almost completely burned away, with only a rag covering his vital parts, his whole body charred, and flames flickering in his hair.

This scene shocked everyone once again.

"No way, right? This guy went through tribulation, and he didn’t even have any magical artifact to protect himself?"

"Is he taking the Thunder Tribulation seriously at all?"

"Dreaming of getting through the Thunder Tribulation so lightly."

Zhou Yan sneered repeatedly; he knew more of the truth than these Star Sea disciples.

Zheng Yi accidentally came to this world, and he should have used up all the magical artifacts on him during the last tribulation.

In such a short time, there’s no way to gather magical artifacts that could help him through the tribulation.

But to Zhou Yan, this was all Zheng Yi’s doing, his retribution.

Precisely because of such disdain for Zheng Yi, Zhou Yan overlooked many details.

"This kid... something’s off," the Law Enforcement Hall Master Lin Junrong exclaimed, "Look, although he appears heavily injured, they’re actually just superficial wounds."

Wang Haiwong said contemptuously, "So what? This kid has no magical artifacts; can he rely on his body alone to withstand the Thunder Tribulation?"

A cultivator nearby said regretfully, "This kid is only at the Crystal Stage, yet easily withstood such strong Tribulation Thunder. If he really breaks through to the Golden Core Stage, who knows how far he can grow."

Someone in the crowd shouted, "Look, the next wave of Tribulation Thunder is coming, with such powerful force."

The first wave of Tribulation Thunder seemed like a mere greeting. Or perhaps a simple positioning for the attacks to come.

Everyone watched as the dense Tribulation Thunders, like falling rain, continuously pounded on Zheng Yi, not giving him a moment’s rest.

The Thunder Tribulation was not only powerful but also incredibly fast.

A thought involuntarily emerged in many people’s minds.

"What exactly did this guy do to offend the Heavenly Dao?"

Being so fiercely targeted by the Tribulation Thunder, Zheng Yi, after initially scrambling, gradually calmed down.

His meridians were like super-elastic rubber tubes. No matter how much Tribulation Thunder surged in, they could easily accommodate it.

Towards the end, Zheng Yi could even easily withstand the Tribulation Thunder while slowly refining its power.

Though with his cultivation, the amount of power he could refine each time was less than a drop in the ocean.

But don’t forget, these Tribulation Thunders contained the power of the Heavenly Dao.

Even a tiny bit was enough to make many cultivators several times stronger than Zheng Yi suffer.

Three waves of Tribulation Thunder passed by as Zheng Yi leisurely held on.

Even though the Thunder Tribulation had ended, the surrounding cultivators seemed still able to feel the ground constantly shaking.

The cloth protecting Zheng Yi’s vital parts was long gone.

But at this moment, no one was concerned about whether Zheng Yi was exposed.

The Star Sea cultivators watched, wide-eyed, as Zheng Yi stood leisurely and proudly during the Thunder Tribulation.

As if it wasn’t terrifying Tribulation Thunder, but just a light drizzle from the sky.

"He... really didn’t use any magical artifacts and just relied on his body to withstand it?"

"Standing like that after all this, is he even human?"

For every person marveling, there was someone doubting, "So what if he can withstand it? The initial Thunder Tribulation was weak; there are even stronger ones coming, let’s see how he handles them then."

Zheng Yi was also considering this problem.

The earlier Thunder Tribulations, he defended smoothly enough, but not without any risks.

The Pristine Human Emperor Body was impressive, absorbing almost all the force that could destroy his meridians.

However, even Zheng Yi could feel that, even with the Pristine Human Emperor Body, the force it could withstand had reached its limit.

Such powerful Thunder Tribulation, just a few more, and his meridians would burst.

While agonizing over how to deal with the upcoming Thunder Tribulation, a cultivator arrived on a flying sword, delivering a Dragon Robe and a crown to Wenn Ziyan as quickly as possible.

"Heaven helps me," Zheng Yi was overjoyed seeing the Dragon Robe, "Sect Leader, quickly give me the items."

Wenn Ziyan casually tossed them, the light-as-feather clothes and hat landed like a cannonball into Zheng Yi’s arms.

In the urgency of the situation, Zheng Yi didn’t even have time to thank them, immediately donning the Dragon Robe and placing the Winged Virtue Crown on his head.

Such eccentric behavior naturally sparked another wave of questioning.

"I really don’t understand why this guy values ordinary clothing so much."

"I just heard someone say, apparently this guy was an emperor in the mundane world."

"Haha, even as a cultivator, he can’t forget his mundane status. No matter how talented such a person is, on the path of cultivation, he’s destined not to get very far."

Zhou Yan sneered, "What a clown."

Amid everyone’s mockery, Zheng Yi quickly dressed in the Dragon Robe.

And I must say, the craftsmanship of the Skillful Work Hall of the Star Sea was indeed exceptional; though they hadn’t measured his size, it fit him perfectly.

[Life Master: Zheng Yi]

[Gift: Emperor]

[Lifespan: 1/427]

[Constitution: Pristine Human Emperor Body]

[Cultivation Techniques: "Soul-eroding Poison Refining Scripture," "Nine Yin Returning Yang Technique"]

With his gift restored, a commanding, inviolable aura erupted from Zheng Yi’s body.

"I am the Emperor!"