Preparedness ensures success, unpreparedness ensures failure.
The best decision that Ning Fan made was to send an order to his two servants, Earth Devil and Iron Crow, who were far away in the Qianqiu Sect through telepathy before entering the blood prison.
They would move the entire Thousand-Year Sect into the Blood Sea Starfield where the Massacre Temple was located and move their base of operations!
Since Ning Fan had already made up his mind to be the Eighth Killing Emperor, it was naturally not good for him to be distracted. Thus, he might as well move the two great forces together and manage them together.
Of course, the Thousand-Year Sect and its affiliated forces did not directly merge with the Massacre Hall. Instead, they resided in the Blood Sea Galaxy and existed independently. It was because the Qianqiu Sect was Ning Fan's private property. On the other hand, the Slaughter Palace was different. In the future, it would still be passed down to the Ninth Generation Killing Emperor. However, it was just temporarily under his management. It was not his private property.
In this way, once these two different forces merged, there would be many problems that would surface. It was better not to do this.
During the half a year that Ning Fan was in the blood prison, the relocation plan of the Qianqiu Sect had already been completed.
There was no need for Zang Yue and the others to make an appearance in the matter of moving the sect, and it would seem to be overkill to have Earth Demon and Iron Crow, these eternal Immortal Exalts, handle it. Two Ten Thousand Ancient Celestial Sovereigns led the way, and a total of thirty-seven cultivation planets were moved over. The momentum was extremely great, and it became a major event that shook the Eastern Sky. The forces that passed by along the way would usually consciously make way for the thirty-seven cultivation planets, allowing the thirty-seven cultivation planets to pass through their star regions. As for the countless bandits along the way, as soon as they heard that the Thousand Autumns Sect was moving to another star region, they would suppress their greed and not dare to offend them. After all, the Thousand Autumns Old Ancestor, Ning Fan, had a notorious reputation. Thus, it was naturally easy for him to deter the bandits.
Among these 37 cultivation planets, other than the main planet where the Thousand-Year Sect was located, the remaining planets were all forces that had attached themselves to the Thousand-Year Sect later on, such as the Herbal Sect and the Six Desires Sect. Even the weakest of them was a true immortal force.
When the thirty-seven cultivation planets arrived at the Blood Sea Star Region, they were warmly welcomed by the cultivators of the Slaughter Palace. After all, Ning Fan had already informed the Immortal King of the Nether Sea about this matter.
In the end, the thirty-seven cultivation planets of the Thousand-Year Sect were all moved to a place not far from the Slaughter Planet, merging into the same galaxy as the Slaughter Planet.
In the long history of the Blood Sea Star Region, there had been countless cases of xenophobic incidents. It was very difficult for foreign forces to gain a foothold in this place. However, it was different this time. Because Ning Fan was the master of both the Slaughter Palace and the Qianqiu Sect, none of the local cultivators could stop the Qianqiu Sect from migrating here.
Everything was going smoothly. Everything was progressing in an orderly manner.
After settling down the Thousand-Year Sect, the Massacre Hall cultivators continued to busy themselves with the coronation ceremony. To the Slaughter Palace, it was an important matter of utmost importance. It was supposed to be a grand occasion for the entire Eastern Heaven.
Unfortunately, according to the Nether Sea Immortal King, only a few old monsters of the Eastern Sky were willing to participate in this grand event. Most of them wanted to distance themselves from Ning Fan and the declining Slaughter Palace.
Ever since the news of the Seventh Generation Sha Emperor's death quietly spread, the entire Eastern Sky was shaken. After all, as long as a Quasi Saint didn't appear, the Seventh Generation Killing Emperor could be said to be the strongest among all the Eastern Sky Emperors. Such a powerful character had quietly fallen, and anyone who heard it would sigh.
Everyone believed that the Massacre Hall, which had flourished for seven generations, would completely decline starting from the eighth generation!
Ning Fan will inherit the title of the Eighth Killing Emperor? So what?! Ning Fan was just an ancient Immortal Venerate. No matter how strong he was, he could not be compared to a real Immortal Emperor. He could be said to be the weakest Killing Emperor in the history of the Massacre Hall!
"Rain Immortal Monarch? The Eighth Killing Emperor? Hehe. All of these are nonsense! The previous Killing Emperors of the Massacre Hall were all Immortal Emperors. The weakest of them was at the Sixth Tribulation Realm. The stronger ones would even be at the Seventh or Eighth Tribulation Realm. Since when did an ancient Immortal Venerate get the title of Killing Emperor? The Eighth Killing Emperor isn't a Killing Emperor. What a joke! I might as well change my title to Revered Killing Emperor! Hahaha! "
"It seems like the Massacre Hall is really going to decline. They actually found an ancient Immortal Venerate to be their Killing Emperor. Moreover, this Immortal Venerate has a huge grudge against a secret race. Unwise. Unwise."
"The peak Immortal Emperor Realm force that used to shake the Eastern Heaven is finally going to fall into a force of Immortal Venerates and Immortal Kings … How sad. How sad."
"Rumor has it that the Massacre Hall has a grudge against a certain secret race in the Southern Heaven. And this upcoming Eighth Killing Emperor has a grudge against the Dark Race. Humph! He actually offended two secret races without an Immortal Emperor to protect him. It's not hard to imagine what will happen to him. He definitely won't be able to live for long! Even though we have received the invitation, it's better for us not to go to the Massacre Hall and get too involved with them! "
After Ning Fan and the Immortal King of the Nether Sea settled the matters of the Emperor Conferring Ceremony, they flew away from the Massacre Star Planet and stood alone in the starry sky of the Blood Sea Star Region. His long hair fluttered without any wind. His Rain Sense quietly spread out and extended towards the distant star regions.
Under the cover of the Rain Sense, he heard too many rumors about the cultivators of the Eastern Heaven. He heard them mocking him one after another.
No one thought highly of the Massacre Hall and no one thought highly of him, the Eighth Killing Emperor.
The weakest Killing Emperor in history, huh …
Hehe …
Ning Fan smiled calmly and shook his head. He did not have any unnecessary emotions because of what the others thought of him.
His Will of Rain wanted to head toward the eastern sky and explore a place known as the Darkness Continent.
It was a continent that floated in the starry sky of the Eastern Heaven. No one knew how vast that continent was because it was said that all those who entered it were already dead. Even an Immortal Emperor would undoubtedly die if he trespassed on it.
The cultivators of the Eastern Heaven in the past only knew that the Dark Continent was a place of great danger in the Eastern Heaven Immortal World. However, only a few of them knew that the so-called Dark Continent was actually the place where a secret race resided!
The Dark Race!
Very few people knew about it. However, ever since the Dark Race sent Ning Fan a challenge letter and it spread across the entire Eastern Heaven, it was no longer a secret.
The Dark Race that had been sealed in the long river of history had reappeared in the world!
"The Dark Race probably has some kind of relationship with the Devil Conferral Summit. Otherwise, that Daoist Bai Zu wouldn't have protected the cultivators of the Dark Race to enter the Extreme Pill Sacred Region …"
"It has been half a year since I entered the Blood Prison. It's highly possible that Daoist Bai Zu has already come out from the Extreme Pill Sacred Region. Since he didn't come to kill me, does he have some other plans or is he afraid of my master, Ancient Chaos Sect's reputation? Or perhaps, he hasn't returned yet …"
"Does the Dark Race already know about the huge commotion I caused in the Extreme Pill Sacred Region … After the second challenge letter, will they send a third challenge letter to urge me to go to the Dark Continent for a decisive battle …"
"It's only a matter of time before I go to the Dark Continent. Before that, the Emperor Conferral Ceremony is the most important …"
"The succession of the Young Emperors in the past can obtain three types of benefits. The first is to listen to the Sage Speech. The second is to summon the [Big Dipper Boundless Sea] on the day of the Emperor Conferral Ceremony. The third is to burn the incense and pluck the Dao after the baptism … When I listen to the Sage Speech, I can hear my own heartbeat … It's not an ordinary heartbeat but an illusory Dao Heart … I have a new attitude towards divine abilities and magic techniques. I'm about to try the second and third benefits of the Emperor Conferral Ceremony. It should be the best time for me to condense my knowledge …"
"Since I've walked out of the Blood Prison, there are only ten days left before the Emperor Conferral Ceremony …"
Ning Fan's figure flashed and disappeared from the starry sky. It was unknown whether he had returned to the Slaughter Planet or went to the nearby Thousand-Year Sect.
Ten days passed in the blink of an eye. During these ten days, there would occasionally be scattered rays of light flying from the distant starry sky to join the Slaughter Palace's Emperor Conferral Ceremony.
There were just too few of them. It was not even as lively as the Slaughter Palace's recruitment of disciples in the past. It could not be compared to the unprecedented grand occasion when millions of Exalted Immortals came to congratulate the Slaughter Palace before the succeeding Emperor Conferral Ceremony.
Most of the people thought that it was a joke for Ning Fan to succeed the Eighth Killing Emperor. Unfortunately, sometimes, the opinions of the majority did not mean that they were correct!
Ning Fan did not care about what the others thought. At least in the Slaughter Palace, they were very happy that he succeeded the Eighth Killing Emperor. However, it was not suitable for them to express their happiness. After all, the Seventh Killing Emperor had just passed away. No one would be able to truly smile.
In the starry sky, there were no Great Red Star lanterns like in the previous Emperor Conferral Ceremonies. There was no immortal music, no colorful lights and no fireworks to celebrate. Since it was not the right time to celebrate, Ning Fan simply gave an order to keep everything simple.
A simple sacrificial altar was built on the Slaughter Star. The venue was built around it. All the guests were seated in the venue outside the sacrificial altar.
The sacrificial altar was different from ordinary sacrificial altars. The four sides were high while the center was low. It was like a square concave character. The low-lying area seemed to be used to store water. However, the disciples of the Slaughter Palace did not pour water into the center of the sacrificial altar. Instead, they were waiting for the Emperor Conferral Ceremony to begin so that the sacrificial altar would automatically fill with seawater.
It was said that when the previous Killing Emperors succeeded the throne, they could undergo a baptism in the seawater of the Boundless Sea of the Northern Dipper Immortal Domain. The benefits were great. Similarly, the guests who came to attend the ceremony could also obtain some benefits. Therefore, when the previous Killing Emperors succeeded the throne, all the guests would fight to the death to attend the ceremony. This time, however, the seats for the distinguished guests were all empty. Usually, only one party would be able to take a seat out of every ten seats.
The Nether Sea Immortal King sighed softly. Under the escort of the elders of the Slaughter Palace, he arrived at the venue of the ceremony in advance.
He counted inwardly. There were only around one hundred forces who came to congratulate Ning Fan. Most of them were just small forces in Eastern Heaven. How could he not feel sad when he saw such a scene?
Could it be that my Slaughter Palace is really going to decline?
No. As long as our young lord is here, there will definitely be hope!
Seeing the arrival of the great elder of the Slaughter Palace, the one hundred forces at the venue did not dare to be careless. They stood up and cupped their fists to greet him. After exchanging some pleasantries, they turned around and sat down.
Among the one hundred forces who came to congratulate him, there were actually only four Immortal Venerables of the past. These four people had once owed the Slaughter Palace a great favor. That was why they risked universal condemnation to come here.
There was not a single Immortal King among them … It was obviously incomparable to the day when Ning Fan was admitted into the Slaughter Palace.
"Where are the friends of that little fellow? Why aren't any of them here? The forces who came are actually the forces that have a close relationship with the Slaughter Palace … That's right. That little fellow's personality is cold and forceful. I'm afraid he doesn't have many true friends in the entire Eastern Heaven … "
Yao Qingyun gritted her teeth. She felt that it was unfair for Ning Fan's Emperor Conferral Ceremony to be so quiet.
Suddenly, a ray of light rushed back from a distant star region and headed straight to the venue of the Star of Slaughter.
When the guards of the Slaughter Palace saw that the ray of light was rushing towards them recklessly, they wanted to stop him. However, when they saw that the ray of light gave them a signal, they realized that he was actually someone from the same palace. Thus, they let him go and did not stop him.
They thought that the other party must be a cultivator from the Slaughter Palace who was in a hurry to return to the Emperor Conferral Ceremony. Because he was too anxious to participate in the Emperor Conferral Ceremony, he suddenly barged into the venue without proper etiquette. His impatience was understandable.
That ray of light was not wearing a mask. After he entered the venue, he explained to the guards apologetically and gave them a congratulatory gift for participating in the ceremony. Then, he found a seat at the back and sat down.
He was Wu Chen. After completing the mission in the Wild Wilderness in the past, he was sent back to the Slaughter Palace branch where he was previously stationed.
Even though the Eighth Slaughter Emperor's ascension to the throne was important, Ning Fan had given an order in advance. He did not want the people of the branch who were far away in the Myriad Worlds Star Region to rush back just for a mere formality.
The pavilion lords of the Slaughter Palace branch who were stationed outside had been working hard all year round. They were busy taking on missions. Some of them had even completed half of their missions and were already close to success … If they had to travel across countless galaxies to rush back to the main palace, many of them would have to give up on the missions that they had spent countless efforts on. Besides, they would also need to spend a huge amount of manpower and resources just to rush back to the main palace. It was really not worth it.
As the pavilion lord of the branch, Wu Chen did not need to rush back in a hurry. As a disciple of the main palace, he also did not need to send a congratulatory gift.
However, he still insisted on coming back. He still insisted on going through this formality. He was not a person who cared about formalities. However, he had to support his friend! Even if he was just a small fry like Du Zhen, even if the congratulatory gift that he had tried his best to find was insignificant in the eyes of countless old monsters, he still had to come!
Behind Yao Qingyun, an elder recognized Wu Chen who had disrupted the order of the venue. He frowned and said with displeasure. "This young man from the Wu Family is too reckless. The Emperor Conferral Ceremony is such a formal occasion. However, he actually destroyed the order of it all by himself. Could it be that the joy that Du Zhen brought to him has made him lose his sense of measure and think that he can do whatever he wants in the world? It seems like we need to find an opportunity to punish this young man a little and give him a warning. We can't let him be too arrogant. This is also for his own good! "
Another elder who acted like a peacemaker advised. "Forget it! This young man is the pavilion lord of this branch. Moreover, his branch is extremely far away from the main star. Since he is willing to come back, it means that he has good intentions. There's no need to punish him! "
"This disciple vaguely knows that this Wu Chen and Young Lord have a close relationship … When Young Lord's cultivation base was still weak, I had seen Young Lord going to Wu Chen's branch to look for him. The two of them even had a pleasant conversation …" A low-level Life Immortal Realm cultivator who was standing beside an elder suddenly said.
As soon as his words fell, all the elders' expressions changed. Some of them even asked Wu Chen with a serious expression. When, where, and how did Wu Chen get to know Ning Fan?
After confirming that Wu Chen might really have a close relationship with Ning Fan, even the strict elder who threatened to punish Wu Chen no longer dared to say anything bad about him.
Those who were utilitarian were extremely envious of Wu Chen. One should know that the most precious friendship in the world was the friendship of commoners. Since this Wu Chen could sincerely befriend Ning Fan when he was still weak, he must have some weight in Ning Fan's heart. In the future, Ning Fan would simply be a real emperor in the Slaughter Palace. There was a saying among mortals. The superior is the teacher of the emperor, the middle is the friend of the emperor and the lowest is the subject of the emperor. This Wu Chen is the friend of the emperor. His future is bright …
Those who valued friendship understood why Wu Chen was in a hurry to return to the Slaughter Palace. Given Wu Chen's cultivation base, he must have been on his way as soon as he received the news that he had to travel across the starry sky from such a faraway branch.
Because he had been traveling at his fastest speed for half a year without resting or sleeping, everyone could see the exhaustion on his body. Moreover, his body was slightly damaged. Moreover, for some unknown reason, his injuries seemed to be extremely serious …
Wu Chen's arrival was to bring a congratulatory gift.
Not long after, the attendant disciple who was in charge of receiving the gift checked that there was nothing in it. After that, he officially registered and accepted Wu Chen's gift. After that, he reported to the people beside him with slight surprise. "The pavilion lord of this branch, Wu Chen, has sent a tuft of eight million years old spiritual herb as a congratulatory gift."
* Hiss *
Immediately, the people in the hall gasped in surprise.
An eight million years old spiritual herb was a rare treasure even to the Thought Breaking Old Monster. How could this Wu Chen who was just at the Du Zhen Cultivation Realm have it? Could he afford it?!
No, that's not right. He didn't buy it …
When the attendant disciple opened the box to check the spiritual herb, some people noticed that the roots of the spiritual herb had soil that had yet to dry up. There were even bloodstains on the soil. Judging from the smell of the spiritual herb, it was Wu Chen's blood …
This spiritual herb was actually picked by Wu Chen in a dangerous place while risking his life with his Du Zhen Cultivation Realm!
"Is this Wu Chen crazy?! He actually risked his life to pick an eight million years old spiritual herb with his Du Zhen Cultivation Realm?! Within the Eastern Heaven, any place that has such a spiritual herb is an extremely dangerous place. There's a risk of death even if one enters that place with his Thought Breaking Old Monster … "Some of the elders were slightly shocked.
When they looked at Wu Chen again, their eyes were filled with respect. That respect was no longer because of Ning Fan's nepotism.
Yao Qingyun was also slightly shocked. Then, a smile appeared on her face and she nodded with satisfaction.
"Even though this Wu Chen's cultivation base is only average, his character isn't bad … Ning Fan really knows how to pick his friends."
Even if there are only a few people who attend the ceremony, as long as one or two of Ning Fan's sincere friends come, he probably won't feel regretful given his personality.
Sure enough, she was still afraid that Ning Fan would have regrets during the most important ceremony in his life …
The auspicious hour was getting closer. Suddenly, another ray of travelling light arrived in the cold and empty starry sky.
It was different from Wu Chen. Wu Chen was just at the Du Zhen Cultivation Realm. That was why he was stopped by the guards because he was a little reckless. That person had yet to show himself. However, just by looking at the travelling light, one could tell that he was an Immortal King with a shocking cultivation base. Thus, no one stopped him. They could only welcome him.
The expressions of the Immortal King of the Nether Sea and the other elders also eased up because of the arrival of this Immortal King. They heaved a sigh of relief. One should know that there was not a single Immortal King among the guests of the Slaughter Palace until now. The arrival of this person could more or less cover up the embarrassment of the ceremony.
However, no one knew who this Immortal King was. Was it Immortal King Ling Tong who had a close relationship with the Nether Sea Immortal King or Immortal King Gu Zhou who had sworn to owe his life to the Seventh Generation Immortal King? Or …
While the elders were guessing, their eyes suddenly widened. Then, they sighed and smiled bitterly.
They had guessed wrongly.
The person who came was not an Immortal King who had a close relationship with the Slaughter Palace. Instead, he was Ning Fan's friend.
In the sparse hall, gasps of surprise could be heard.
"It's actually the Plague King, Lv Wen! Wasn't he still in seclusion to heal his injuries? Why did he come out?! "
"Rumor has it that the Plague King and the Rain Lord are sworn brothers. Now, it seems like it's true! This Plague King has a bad reputation in the outside world. However, his character is still commendable. Now that Great Emperor Ancient Chaos doesn't have much time left, everyone is avoiding the Rain Lord like a snake or a scorpion. However, this person is still willing to support the Rain Lord! "
"Rumor has it that the Plague King is also a Guest Elder of the Thousand Years Sect … It seems like this rumor is true!"
"However, the Plague King is also a Guest Elder of the Godly Void Pavilion. Could it be that he is here to represent the Godly Void Pavilion?"
As if he had heard the discussions in the crowd, Lu Feng laughed and answered. "I am not here to represent the Godly Void Pavilion. I am just here to support my sworn brother. Even though there aren't many Fellow Daoists here, all of them are good people. All of them are good people! Haha! "
His tone was not rude. Instead, it was extremely polite. He was not a polite person by nature. He was also not someone who liked to talk. However, today was an important day for Ning Fan. He would try his best to control himself and not speak nonsense or cause trouble to avoid ruining the atmosphere.
After exchanging greetings with the Nether Sea Immortal King and the others, he entered the hall and presented his gift.
When the attendant opened the gift box, he felt a fishy smell rushing towards his face. He immediately frowned. However, when he saw the source of the fishy smell, he was instantly shocked.
"Iron … The fossil of an Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros. This item … is genuine!"
Upon hearing this, the hall was instantly filled with shock. Of course, there were also some female cultivators who blushed.
Although a cow's penis was not something that could be displayed in public, the cow's penis of an Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros was an exception!
In ancient times, the Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros was one of the most beloved mounts of the ancient gods. It was a species of rhinoceros. It would not recognize its master without the blood of the ancient gods! This rhinoceros was known as the Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros. However, it did not have any scales on its body. It only had thick skin. Any part of its body could withstand a full-force attack from a cultivator at the same level as it. It was a species that was born with the ability to fight against cultivators at a higher cultivation level! Even a cow's penis, which was the weakness of a male cultivator, could pierce through the armor of a cultivator at the same level as it and use it as a weapon …
The Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros had long been extinct. Even if it was a fossil, there were definitely not many of them left in this world. It was definitely not easy for Lu Feng to find this item. His intention was very sincere. It was just that the value of this fossil was so great that it could almost move some Immortal Emperors. If it was an Immortal King, he would definitely fight for it and use it to refine a magic treasure.
"Plague King, do you still have any other parts of the Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros? We don't dare to covet this bull's penis as a gift to Rain Lord. However, if there are any other parts that are not stable, we will be extremely happy to ask for some of the bull's horns, hooves, and teeth … If there are any, we are willing to exchange all our assets for it!" A few Immortal Venerables at the venue asked with envious eyes.
"Sigh, if I had those parts, would I have given a bullwhip to my sworn brother? I also know that this object is offensive to public decency. However, I thought about it again. Bullwhip is good. My sworn brother cultivates the Great Dao of Dual Cultivation. If he forcibly inserts it into a magic treasure, wouldn't that be … cough cough cough, a slip of the tongue, a slip of the tongue. Haha! Fellow Daoists, please comprehend it yourselves. "
Hahaha!
Lv Feng's dirty joke amused many of the men present, but it also made many of the female cultivators blush.
All in all, it slightly heated up the cold atmosphere of the venue.
Yao Qingyun's face was flushed red, cursing this sworn brother of Ning Fan in her heart. Why is he so improper? What kind of people are they?! My sworn brother is now an emperor and he gave me a bullwhip. Moreover, it's the bullwhip of an Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros!
Does Ning Fan still need to replenish it? Even if he doesn't replenish it, she has already shone brightly for three days and three nights … If he replenishes it, will she be directly poked to death …?
Like brother, like brother. Ptui ptui, they're all so shameless! '
However … this person is not bad. Being willing to show up at this moment is equivalent to standing on the opposite side of the Dark Race. If Ning Fan is killed by the Dark Race in the future, Lv Feng won't have a good ending either …
"That little fellow might be shameless but he really knows how to make friends … Today, with a friend and a brother here, he should have no regrets."
While Yao Qingyun was thinking to herself, she suddenly heard an earth-shattering laughter coming from the distant starry sky.
"Haha! What a coincidence! Brother Lv actually thought of the same thing as me. You took the bullwhip of an Iron-armored Divine Rhinoceros as a gift while I took the dragon essence of an Immemorial Flood Dragon as a gift. We don't care too much about empty gifts. It doesn't matter if the gifts are presentable or not. What's important is the sincerity! We all want to make Brother Ning's masculinity rise to the next level on the bed! This sincere concern is something that can't be bought with a thousand gold coins! "
Before he arrived, his laughter had already reached them. It carried a vast aura of an Emperor Realm expert!
Everyone was shocked. Even the Immortal King of the Nether Sea was surprised. He did not expect that even the Battle King Luo Hou who was about to become an Emperor Realm expert would be here!
Moreover, he actually took out the dragon essence of an Immemorial Flood Dragon. It was said that a drop of it was more valuable than an Innate Spiritual Herb!
Many male cultivators were envious of the so-called dragon essence while many female cultivators cursed at him.
Yao Qingyun's face turned red.
She never knew that the Battle King Luo Hou was such a person!
Sure enough … Once you become friends with Ning Fan, you will definitely be led astray! What a bunch of shameless fellows!
However, the atmosphere of the hall was forcefully heated up by these people.
Perhaps, this is their real intention … They don't want Ning Fan's good days to be too quiet and cold …
Although they are just a bunch of scoundrels …
But they are indeed a group of good friends …
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