The Crucial Vote
Fierce winds howled.
Ye Zichen's sleeves fluttered in the wind, and faint imperial light swirled around his body.
Gu Li watched from a distance, his expression dark. The Emperor Star's fortune should belong to him!
"I'll take it back sooner or later."
As he angrily roared in his heart, he withdrew his gaze and replaced it with a playful expression as he observed the situation in the arena.
He wanted to see just how Gu Zichen was going to resolve this!
The surrounding immortals looked nervously at Ye Zichen and Gu Zichen. This was no longer the time to try and dissuade them.
However, what concerned them the most was why they still couldn't use their spiritual energy, but Ye Zichen could.
Could he be using the power of the stars too?
They inexplicably recalled the imperial aura he'd emanated earlier, as well as the appearance of the North Pole Star.
"So it's Brother Ye."
Fuxi nodded in understanding, but soon after, he became even more nervous.
Since the Emperor Star was illuminating, Ye Zichen couldn't afford to let anything happen to him. Perhaps the people of the Lower Three Realms didn't quite understand what the Emperor Star represented, but as someone who'd once lived in the God Realm, he knew exactly what it represented.
"Brother Ye."
By now, Ye Zichen had long since stopped listening to anyone's advice. He simply stared intently at Gu Zichen.
"Are you going to let me go or not?"
"Was the lesson I taught you not enough?" Sensing Ye Zichen's killing intent, Gu Zichen's expression grew unsightly. "You're so weak, yet you want to kill me?"
"Let me go!" said Ye Zichen.
"I said no means no. You have to stay here until the voting is over. I know what you're worried about, but do you really think you'll be of any use even if you go out now? "
Gu Zichen narrowed his eyes at Ye Zichen.
"If the situation outside is bad, then even if you go out, it'll still be bad."
"Are you going to let me go or not?"
Ye Zichen wasn't in the mood to pay any attention to Gu Zichen's words. He was truly panicking. Based on his sixth sense, he was sure the situation outside was bad.
Furthermore, pay attention to Gu Zichen's words. He mentioned the worst.
He never mentioned the second possibility!
Some people might think Ye Zichen was being too full of himself, but who wouldn't do the same when their loved ones were in danger?
Ye Zichen was a mortal. He wasn't one of those old geezers who could sever their ties with the mortal world after becoming an immortal for several thousand years.
"Looks like I have no choice but to use some forceful methods against you."
With that, Gu Zichen raised his hand, transformed it into a palm seal, and slapped it towards Ye Zichen. The surrounding immortals' pupils constricted.
Bang.
A beam of light suddenly appeared between Gu Zichen and Ye Zichen.
"Who told you to hurt him?"
These words were obviously directed at Gu Zichen. When the immortals noticed his childish yet somewhat piercing words, they all looked over.
"Meng Xiang."
The people of the Underworld were the first to recognize her. Although Meng Xiang was only a probationary Meng Po, her adorable appearance was deeply loved by the immortals of the Underworld.
Ye Zichen arched his brows. This name …. Why does it sound so familiar?
All of a sudden, he recalled that he had met a child named Meng Xiang when he visited the underworld.
Could it be her?
But if he remembered correctly, that child was only a human immortal. Yet now, she was able to block Gu Zichen's attack.
Even if Gu Zichen hadn't used his full strength, even if he'd only used a tenth of it ….
That wasn't something an immortal king could withstand!
"Who told you to hurt him?"
Meng Xiang glared at Gu Zichen. If the people of the Underworld looked closely, they would notice that Meng Xiang was taller and more mature than before.
Before, she'd been cute, but now she was cold and elegant.
She stared intently at Gu Zichen, her expression devoid of any hint of fear.
"You're finally here." Gu Zichen laughed, then ignored Meng Xiang's question and returned to his original position. Meng Xiang glanced at him a few times, then anxiously looked him up and down. "You're not hurt, are you?"
"I'm not."
"That's good."
Meng Xiang smiled, but the immortals watched in bewilderment. Or perhaps it was more accurate to say that Meng Xiang's appearance had them all dumbfounded.
"Little Meng Xiang, what are you doing here?"
Asked one of the Underworld immortals. Meng Xiang blinked, then turned to look at him.
"The Great Emperor sent me here."
"The Great Emperor!"
The immortals were in an uproar. When Gu Li saw this, he suddenly had a bad premonition.
"Little Meng Xiang, did the Great Emperor say anything to you?"
"Say anything?"
Meng Xiang pursed her lips, then flipped her right hand and produced a card. This was the same card the immortals had voted on earlier.
"The Great Emperor told me to help him vote, and my vote …."
Ding.
The numbers in the center of the stage suddenly changed. Ye Zichen's vote had originally been tied, but now he had an extra vote.
Instantly, a ray of light shone down from above Ye Zichen's head.
"The voting is over. The Yellow Emperor, Ye Zichen, has taken first place with twenty-nine votes and obtained the seal of the Lord of the Three Realms. The other immortals on the leaderboard will receive spiritual power, power of faith, natural treasures, and other rewards according to their rankings. "
Gu Zichen reached out and pointed at the other immortals. Their bodies glowed with a faint, multicolored light.
"The rewards have been distributed. Once you've confirmed your mission rewards, you may leave."
With that, he and Ye Zichen disappeared simultaneously.
The immortals who'd received their rewards felt their bodies change slightly. They opened their spatial artifacts, and at some point, their natural treasures appeared.
Rumble.
At this moment, a door opened in the pure white space, and the supreme being standing on the steps spoke.
"Let's not waste any more time. We'd best hurry back and make arrangements."
"Brother Fuxi is right. I must return to the Heavenly Court as soon as possible."
"Farewell!"
"Farewell!"
The immortals left one by one. The immortals of the Underworld surrounded little Meng Xiang as well.
It had to be said that little Meng Xiang was a rare beauty in the Underworld. Quite a few male immortals pursued her.
"Little Meng Xiang, let's go back together," said one of the Underworld's immortals.
Meng Xiang squinted at him and smiled, "Forget it, then.
"Forget it then, I have other things to do. Also, don't call me Little Meng Xiang from now on. Call me Little Fairy! "
With that, little Meng Xiang floated away.
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