My Wife Turns Out to be an Empress of the Dynasty-Chapter 606 - Short-Sighted

606: Short-Sighted

606: Short-Sighted

“Darky?”

“Darky!”

Black Tiger instantly felt like its tiger pride had lost all its shine.

It remembered the days it roamed the Six Realms with the current pavilion master of Tianji Pavilion, Zhongren, earning fame together.

Now, suddenly, there was a pretty young girl calling it “Blacky”?

The scene… the vibe… it was just all wrong!

“Roar!”

Black Tiger let out a fierce growl, voicing its discontent over this nickname.

“Hehe, Darky’s all riled up!”

“Uncle Zhongren, it looks like Darky really loves his new name!”

Completely immune to Black Tiger’s growls, Gu Simu laughed and petted the tiger fur that was bristling on its head.

Zhongren chuckled at her words and sympathetically patted his fierce tiger mount.

He recalled how he’d first subdued the Black Tiger.

Back then, he had just left seclusion to travel the mortal world and encountered the tiger.

Recognizing it as an ancient, rare breed of fierce beast, he’d decided to tame it.

The only reason he’d managed to capture it was with the help of the Celestial Observing Disk and some divine artifacts; otherwise, it would have been nearly impossible to overpower the tiger with his own strength.

On ordinary days, Black Tiger was proud and ferocious, even too intimidating for Chen Feng, who had reached the Divine Realm, to approach casually.

But now, seeing the fierce Black Tiger as docile as a kitten in Gu Simu’s presence, Chen Feng couldn’t help but admire her.

“She really is Master’s daughter.

Junior Sister Mumu is remarkable!”

As he praised her inwardly, Chen Feng walked over to greet Gu Simu.

“Junior Sister Mumu, long time no see!”

“Brother Chen Feng, long time no see!” Gu Simu greeted him back with a smile, showing adorable dimples that made her look as harmless as could be.

The two had met many times, and she knew that Chen Feng was a formal disciple of her father’s.

She was also aware that he had the worst luck, bringing misfortune wherever he went.

Of course, Gu Simu wasn’t aware that her reputation in the Six Realms now rivaled Chen Feng’s.

Chen Feng, however, had seen Gu Simu’s ruthless side.

Whenever he thought of her, he pictured the cute girl charging into battle wielding a massive hammer—a scene he would never forget.

Not deceived by her harmless smile, he quickly greeted her and hurried past.

Chen Feng approached Gu Lan and respectfully saluted.

“Disciple Chen Feng greets Master!”

“No need for formalities.

Rise,” Gu Lan said, motioning for him to stand.

Looking at Chen Feng, he sighed inwardly.

This silly kid had actually practiced the Destiny Sacrifice Technique.

Yet in his heart, a warmth also arose.

Initially, he’d only taken Chen Feng as a disciple to use him as a pawn for cultivating destiny, but over time, Chen Feng had truly become his disciple.

“Today, as the entire Earthly Realm ascends, with the Imperial Elixir Dew raining upon the land, I shall reward you for pursuing evil forces across the Six Realms.”

“The Sword Eleven technique I taught you has another level: Sword Twelve.

Today, I will pass it on to you.”

“Watch carefully—I’ll only demonstrate it once!”

Gu Lan’s voice echoed powerfully in Chen Feng’s mind.

Chen Feng instinctively looked up and saw a figure rising with the wind, soaring into the heavens.

The sky was filled with stars, a myriad of shooting stars, yet Chen Feng’s eyes saw only one sword.

In his mind, he felt every Sword Intent he’d ever understood converging into this one sword.

This was Sword Twelve!

One sword could reach the heavens, plunge to the underworld, and cut through the Nine Layers of Heaven!

On that day, Chen Feng achieved enlightenment on Tianqiong Mountain in the mortal realm, becoming the latest sword immortal of the Six Realms.

—

“How could this be!

How could this be!” Divine Son Arthur of the Bright Clan stood in the void outside Chengtian World, staring at the new human star appearing outside the Nine Heavens with a murderous rage.

The immense change in the Earthly Realm was all too clear to him.

It was because of his own schemes that Zhongtian World lost the Nine Heavens Earth Essence.

He knew it held the power of creation and was behind the Earthly Realm’s collective ascension.

But he had never expected his plot would end up benefiting Gu Lan, bringing such fortune to the mortal realm.

“No wonder you rose so quickly, Gu Lan.

It turns out you obtained both the Nine Heavens Earth Essence and the Azure Lotus of Merits!”

“But it’s a shame—you lack vision!” Arthur’s expression turned icy as he regained his composure.

“To use such a precious resource merely to strengthen the destiny of a mortal realm is a complete waste!

Had you merged the Nine Heavens Earth Essence with that of the Xiantian World, you could have broken through the world’s barriers and perhaps even rivaled me.”

Arthur cast one last glance at the Earthly Realm below before turning and vanishing into the void, returning to Chengtian World.

This time, he was no longer content to stay in seclusion, having already mastered most of the Dark Rule.

Light and dark were nearly unified within him.

“Gu Lan, let’s see how you respond this time!”

—

With the Earthly Realm’s ascension, strange phenomena echoed across the Six Realms, and everyone eventually realized that the source was none other than the Eastern Earthly Realm of Jing Nation, ruled by none other than Gu Lan, master of Lanyan Royal School.

Suddenly, the Six Realms’ power dynamics shifted once again.

Powers that had been hesitant to challenge the Bright Clan began warming up to Lanyan Royal School, even trying to join the Nine Heavens Alliance.

It was clear what their intentions were—anyone could hear the schemes ticking away in their minds.

Lanyan Royal School, however, remained aloof, allowing these factions to join the Nine Heavens Alliance but not particularly investing in them.

Being a loose alliance, it didn’t require strict loyalty, so adding or losing a faction wasn’t critical.

However, their mere membership meant that they now opposed the Bright Clan, indirectly weakening its power.

“Ah, we’re just a bit late to grab onto Lanyan Royal School’s big, strong leg.”

“With the Bright Clan tied down on the main front and failing to make headway elsewhere, even the Divine Son’s return might not be enough to break the deadlock.”

In a tavern, leaders of several factions secretly shared information, keen on choosing the winning side.

For these powers, whoever was strongest always gained their loyalty.