Strongest War Emperor

Shen Lang abruptly brought up the matter with Shang Xiaoran, his ice-cold gaze fixed on Hao Fengliu and Scarface. The atmosphere instantly tensed.

Those who knew more about the situation with Shang Xiaoran’s group, like Su Shi and Zhan Wuji, watched Hao Fengliu and her companion with glinting, meaningful eyes.

Hao Fengliu gave a bitter smile. "Junior Brother, you misunderstand. While it’s true we previously wanted to take Junior Sister Shang’s Emperor’s Killing Fist, we’re all fellow disciples now. Why would we try to harm her again?"

"Besides, the Profound Dao Sect has treated us so well, even allowing us to practice the Thunder Control Divine Technique in such a short time... That Cultivation Technique is even more powerful than her Emperor’s Killing Fist, isn’t it? And all those Sword and Saber Techniques you demonstrated for us before were extraordinarily powerful. If we were still reckless enough to try and take the Emperor’s Killing Fist and make an enemy of you, wouldn’t that be the height of folly?"

Hao Fengliu usually presented a bewitching facade to the world, so this was the first time she had adopted such a serious demeanor in front of everyone.

Even many who knew her were taken aback.

Scarface quickly stepped forward as well. "Junior Brother, please rest assured. We are all people of the Profound Dao Sect and will treat it as our home from now on. The senior and junior brothers here are our family. We will absolutely never harm Junior Sister Shang Xiaoran again."

As he spoke, he turned and bowed to Shang Xiaoran. "Junior Sister, please don’t worry. We’re not fools... Given your relationship with Junior Brother, it would have been as easy as flipping a hand for you to deal with us, but you never did. We’ve kept that in mind."

"Not only were we not treated differently in the Profound Dao Sect, but we also received so many of the Sect’s Elixir Pills and Spiritual Artifacts, and even received guidance from all the powerful experts. Our Cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. Even an idiot would know to be grateful by now..."

Shang Xiaoran shot him a glare but said nothing.

Shen Lang nodded. "It’s for the best that you think this way."

"I’m a direct person. Whether you want to be my allies or my enemies is your choice to make."

"Also, I don’t mind telling you, I have the second half of the Emperor’s Killing Fist right here."

Shang Xiaoran and the other two were shocked. "How is that possible?"

The corners of Shen Lang’s mouth curved up. He sent a mental transmission to the three of them, reciting a passage from the Emperor’s Killing Fist’s Heart Technique.

The three stood stunned for a long moment, their expressions turning strange.

They all knew the legend: that the Emperor’s Killing Fist, the very technique that led to the fall of the Celestial Wolf Country, was incomplete, with only the first half known.

As someone who had practiced the Emperor’s Killing Fist, Shang Xiaoran knew this better than anyone.

But for the second half to be in Shen Lang’s possession... that was simply unbelievable.

"If you want to cultivate the Emperor’s Killing Fist, it’s not out of the question. I can teach it to you after we return from the Yumu Cave Blessed Land. However, I must tell you first, while the Emperor’s Killing Fist is powerful, it definitely can’t compare to the Thunder Control Divine Technique."

"It’s not always better to learn more Cultivation Techniques. After a few more years of practice, you will naturally come to understand the power of the Thunder Control Divine Technique."

As Shen Lang spoke, he took out a Golden Dragon Whip.

The Golden Dragon Whip shimmered with brilliant golden light. It was about two feet long, its body resembling that of a golden dragon, wreathed in auspicious light.

The dragon’s horns extended to the sides, and within its open mouth, a flicker of fire could be faintly seen, looking as if flames could erupt from it at any moment. It was an extraordinary sight.

"This Golden Dragon Whip is for Senior Brother Xiao Gushu. It’s a Second Grade Profound Artifact forged from materials like Hellfire Cyan Gang Rock. Just infuse it with Fire Element Spiritual Power, and the Hellfire released from the dragon’s mouth will instantly burn everything before it to ashes."

Xiao Gushu was the First Senior Brother of the Profound Dao Sect. A few months ago, his Cultivation had been a notch weaker than Jun Qiluo’s, but after a period of rapid progress, he had already reached the Spirit Martial Realm Ninth Heaven Peak.

"Thank you, Junior Brother!" Xiao Gushu didn’t say much, but his gratitude was plain to see.

With a flick of his wrist, Shen Lang produced a Profound Iron Treasure Umbrella and handed it to Tian Hao.

Tian Hao was overjoyed. "There’s one for me too? I get one too? But... why give me an umbrella? I think that Nine-Phased Divine Dragon Spear you were using earlier would suit me better, Junior Brother."

The nerve of this guy; he’d had his eyes on the Nine-Phased Divine Dragon Spear for a while now.

Chu Qingcheng waved the paper fan in her hand and said languidly, "Giving you an umbrella... isn’t the meaning simple? A clear day is when you don’t need to get it up."

"Haha!"

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Tian Hao felt like something was off, but he couldn’t quite figure out what it was.

At that moment, Shen Lang shook his head and said, "The spear is the king of a hundred weapons. Though powerful, it is difficult to master and the hardest to train. There’s a saying: ’A year for the fist, a month for the staff, a lifetime for the spear.’ Moreover, one who trains with a Long Spear needs the unwavering resolve of a battlefield veteran. Those with a weak will cannot master it."

"I saw that your Cultivation is too poor and your Spiritual Power is unstable, so I gave you this Profound Iron Treasure Umbrella, which is useful for both offense and defense. This umbrella is one of the Exotic Weapons; it combines the functions of a Longsword, a Judge’s Pen, and a Qi Mei Stick. When opened, its defense is astonishing, nearly impervious to any Sword and Saber."

As he spoke, Shen Lang handed the Nine-Phased Divine Dragon Spear to Shen Jianfeng, whose face lit up with such delight that he almost started brandishing it on the spot.

The Cyan Demon Hand, forged over seven years from the essence of metals and tempered with a hundred poisons, was given to Su Shi...

The Phoenix Zither was forged from rare materials and possessed the power to manipulate minds. A casual strum of its strings could create illusions. It was given to Jun Qiluo, who already specialized in Bewitching Techniques. With the Phoenix Zither’s help, she would be unmatched among this group, save for Nalan Ziyun and Chu Qingcheng.

Shen Lang took out all the various Spiritual Artifacts and Profound Artifacts he had acquired and distributed them all at once.

...

Finally, Shen Lang’s eyes fell on Mo Ge. He paused for a moment before taking out an oddly shaped short blade.

"The Limb Order!"

Someone in the crowd recognized the Limb Order and cried out in shock.

"I know you prefer short blades, but sealed within this Limb Order is a Nightmare Beast. In a great battle, it is all-pervasive, able to create illusions for your enemies and exploit their weaknesses. To be honest, the Limb Order is actually more suited for Old Chu and not a great fit for your personality... Regardless, these are extraordinary times. You should take it for now." Shen Lang handed the Limb Order to Mo Ge.

"Why give me such a powerful Divine Weapon?" Mo Ge said coldly.

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow. "Do you trust me?"

"I do."

"Then that’s all that matters. I trust you too. It’s that simple," Shen Lang said calmly. "I have people I need to protect, and so do you. At this stage, the Limb Order can help you a great deal... I’ve already spoken with the Nightmare Beast; it will cooperate with you. When you find a Divine Weapon that suits you better, you might even have to return the Limb Order to me."

"Fine." Mo Ge was a man of few words.

This was a very strange situation.

In Mo Ge’s memories, Shen Lang had seen his ambiguous relationship with the Demon Race, yet deep down, he still trusted him implicitly.

Strictly speaking, the two had barely interacted and had only exchanged a few words.

But when they first met in Celestial Phoenix City, Shen Lang had felt a strange connection, a feeling that originated from the depths of his soul and made him feel a strong affinity for Mo Ge.

In turn, the same was true for Mo Ge.

Mo Ge rarely spoke to anyone, remaining silent even in front of Su Rong, but it was different with Shen Lang.

If Mo Ge had spoken ten sentences in the past few months, it was likely that nine of them were to Shen Lang.

To many, this was an incredible thing.

"Wait..." Sect Leader Su Wenxuan’s voice suddenly came from the mouth of the canyon.

Su Wenxuan walked over with a grave expression. "Shen Lang," he said, "the matter of the Limb Order is no small thing. Can we discuss this?"

He didn’t spell it out.

But he knew Shen Lang would understand.

The Limb Order was an Imperial Artifact, the Treasure of the Sect of the Spirit Copper Level Influence, the Imperial Dragon Sect!

Although Mo Ge was his prized disciple, placing such a powerful Imperial Artifact in his hands was simply too reckless.

A Divine Weapon was certainly unparalleled in power, but its wielder had to at least be qualified to possess such a weapon!

With Mo Ge’s current Cultivation, if he were to go wandering around with the Limb Order and some powerful expert found out, it would likely bring about a fatal disaster...

Comparatively, giving the Limb Order to the four Elder Ancestors of the Profound Dao Sect would be far more effective.

Su Wenxuan knew Shen Lang was demonically intelligent, but he still couldn’t understand why he would do this. That was why he had rushed out the moment he saw the Limb Order.

"I understand the Sect Leader’s meaning, but please, don’t worry. Mo Ge is worthy of wielding this Divine Weapon." Shen Lang didn’t say much more, simply giving Su Wenxuan a slight nod.

Su Wenxuan was taken aback, then sighed. "Very well, I’ll respect your decision."

After settling these matters, Shen Lang stood up.

Just then, two of the War Wolf’s Commanders, Evil Song and You Yue, walked up behind him. Yuan Bupu also came over.

Nalan Ziyun’s eyes went wide with anger as she roared like a lioness, "Of the five commanders, you’re not taking the three men, but you’re taking two women? What’s the meaning of this! Besides, with your Cultivation, do you even need them as guards? And even if you did, isn’t having a King Martial Realm expert like Elder Ape enough?"

As her machine-gun-like torrent of words came out, the entire area fell silent.

You Yue was incomparably elegant and naturally bewitching, enough to make any heart flutter.

Evil Song was valiant and heroic, with an unconventional beauty that was hard to forget.

For two such women to be following Shen Lang, it was almost impossible for others not to get the wrong idea.

As for the tower-like Yuan Bupu, he was like a wall standing there, and most people would selectively ignore him.

"..." Shen Lang was at a loss for words.

’When women start making a scene, it’s a real headache.’

Behind him, Evil Song and You Yue could only look at each other with bitter smiles.

"Can you stop being so unreasonable? Among the five commanders, Evil Song specializes in the Water Element and has already reached a state of perfection. With my guidance, she’ll certainly be able to comprehend the Water Realm within half a year using the Water Spirit Pearl. Once she comprehends the Water Realm, she can immediately begin preparing to advance to the King Martial Realm. As for You Yue, she cultivates the Xiu Hua Sect’s Ice Element Technique and is just one step away from comprehending the Ice Realm. With the help of the Ice Soul Water Jade, she’ll be able to comprehend the Ice Realm very soon..."

Nalan Ziyun’s expression changed in a flash. Hearing this, she beamed and, ignoring the five hundred-plus pairs of eyes staring at them, stepped forward and took Shen Lang’s arm. "Then let me go with my two big sisters, we can keep each other company... Besides, I already said I wanted to cultivate in front of the Water Spirit Pearl!"

If there was anyone in the Profound Dao Sect who could leave Shen Lang helpless, it would have to be Nalan Ziyun.

Her loyal bodyguard, Bone Two, ran over and said with a fawning look, "The Boss Lady is right."

Shen Lang was so infuriated he nearly ground Bone Two into Bone Powder on the spot.

Looking into Nalan Ziyun’s seemingly expressive eyes, Shen Lang suddenly and inexplicably thought of Xue Shiyin.

’In this life, I’d rather be the one waiting for them than have them wait for me again... or worry about me again.’

Shen Lang grinned. "Alright, then you can come with me too."

"Huh?" Nalan Ziyun was stunned that Shen Lang had agreed so readily.

"Everyone, we’ll meet again in the Imperial Capital in ten days!"

The Heaven-Sealing Cauldron emitted a ray of light that took in Nalan Ziyun and the others. Shen Lang shot into the air and vanished over the horizon in the blink of an eye.

On the distant horizon, a great eagle soared toward the clouds, its wings beating powerfully...

The Nine-Star Linked Pearls alignment was not yet complete, and the Blood Ancestor Tomb had not yet emerged, but darkness had already begun to fall.