Marquis Guiyi!

The next day.

The sun rises in the east.

Li Xun woke up from his practice. He opened his eyes, and a divine light bloomed deep within them, and his aura became stronger once again. "Although there has been no progress in cultivation, the Dayan Divine Art is finally almost perfected," he murmured to himself.

The nearly perfect Dayan Divine Art has more than doubled the strength of his spiritual consciousness. Now, Li Xun's spiritual consciousness may be comparable to that of a powerful person in the Divine Palace realm, even without practicing any breathing techniques. His spiritual consciousness can still block the prying eyes of the Divine Palace.

"The Dayan Divine Technique is indeed a heavenly-level magical power. If I can perfect it, perhaps the intensity of my divine consciousness can rival those at the peak of the Divine Palace Realm."

"I wonder what it will be like once the Dayan Divine Art advances to the holy level?" Li Xun pondered.

He possesses many heavenly-level skills and supernatural powers, but acquiring advanced skill talismans, especially those for saint-level skills, is a challenging task. Each requires a substantial investment of resources, and individuals who can make such investments are either fortunate protagonists or individuals with significant power. It is not easy to come across such individuals.

But it's challenging to have exactly what one needs in one's possession.

When he sighed, a high-pitched, feminine voice called from outside the mansion, "Where is Li Xun, the Holy Son of Xuanyang?"

"Huh? Are you here so early?" Li Xun heard the words and let out a soft sigh. He quickly stood up, extended his consciousness to observe the scene outside the mansion, and involuntarily furrowed his brows.

Under the cover of his spiritual consciousness, he could clearly see nearly a thousand elite soldiers outside his mansion, each of them above the Spiritual Realm. While their strength may not appear impressive on the surface, on ordinary soldiers, it would be a formidable force.

In front of these elites, the yellow-haired eunuch he had encountered yesterday seemed insignificant. A more powerful eunuch, with silvery-white hair that gleamed, stood before them with an air of authority. Even without emitting any aura, his mere presence exuded a compelling force that made people hesitate to meet his gaze.

Initial estimates suggested that he must be at least in the middle or late stages of the Divine Palace realm.

Of course, the possibility of him being at the peak of the Divine Palace realm could not be ruled out. "What a grand assembly!" Li Xun muttered to himself as he stepped outside. In the next instant, he appeared right in front of the mansion.

Upon seeing Li Xun's arrival, the leading eunuch and those gathered around him brightened. They understood that the highlight of the day was about to unfold. Within a short time, Li Xun's response would determine how the Chu Dynasty would treat him.

If he were to bow his head, Li Xun might still have a chance to attain a high position within the Chu Dynasty. After all, he had survived ten lives and deaths, and it would be unreasonable for the Chu Dynasty to ignore him.

"Your Excellency must be Li Xun, the Holy Son of Xuanyang," the white-haired eunuch stepped forward, cupped his hands, and greeted Li Xun with a smile.

The smile on the white-haired eunuch's face was very friendly, and even the sharp edge he had displayed earlier quickly faded. Those who didn't know better might have thought he was a kind elder.

"Not bad," Li Xun nodded.

He had no intention of getting close to this group of people.

Eunuchs in the martial arts world or the ordinary world had already lost their normal mentality. Now, in the fantasy world, if you practiced to the extreme, you could be reborn after losing your limbs. However, everyone else could regenerate their limbs, but eunuchs could not. Some kind of restriction had been planted on them by the dynasty. They could be reborn in other places, but not in one place. It could be imagined how abnormal their mentality was.

"Our family is here today on orders from the God Emperor," the white-haired eunuch said.

Seeing Li Xun's cold attitude, the white-haired eunuch's expression darkened. He waved his hand, and a general in armor stepped up behind him. This man held a jade box, several feet long, and a supreme power stirred inside, but it couldn't break out as it was blocked by an invisible restriction.

The white-haired eunuch raised his hand and unlocked the restrictions on the jade box.

In an instant, the jade box opened automatically, and a divine light shot up into the sky. The terrifying power was like a flood, flooding the surroundings.

"High-quality Taoist soldier!"

People watching from a distance couldn't help but gasp in astonishment. They couldn't help but covet the divine light, wishing they could take it for themselves.

A Dao soldier!

And it was a top-grade Taoist soldier. This item was incredibly precious.

Today, the Chu Dynasty had brought it out in public to force Li Xun to express his stance. As long as he submitted to the Chu Dynasty, the top-grade Taoist soldier would be given to him. As for this high-quality Taoist soldier, no matter how greedy others were, they wouldn't dare to make a move.

But if Li Xun defied the will of the Great Chu God Emperor, then they wouldn't hesitate to take it back.

"This is the Immortal Clothes of Du'e."

"It is made from countless precious materials such as ten-thousand-year-old blood jade silk, star blue sand, colorful spiritual crystals, and more. It took several years to refine."

"While possessing ever-changing abilities, its defensive power is considered one of the best among holy weapons!"

"Even a saint would have a hard time breaking its defense!"

The white-haired eunuch smiled as he continued. He ignored the gazes of the people around him and looked at Li Xun. He said, "The God Emperor heard that Holy Son Xuanyang killed Fa Zhao, a member of the remnants of Daguangming Temple, and has given you this significant treasure."

"But that's not all..."

He produced a seal, handed it to Li Xun, and went on, "Our Great Chu Dynasty has always welcomed talent. Li Xun, by killing Fa Zhao, has effectively eliminated a problem for the Great Chu. In recognition of your contribution, the God Emperor has given you a title!"

"Your title is Marquis Guiyi!"

"May I ask if Taoist Li Xun would be willing to join our Great Chu Dynasty and accept the title of marquis?"

"Oh?" Li Xun raised an eyebrow and let out a light "oh." He continued, "Marquis Guiyi?"

The title of "Marquis" seemed somewhat derogatory.

The word "guiyi" may sound pleasant, but it actually signifies surrender. It is typically a title granted by a dynasty to some barbarians.

"It seems that the Chu Dynasty's sincerity is limited to this," Li Xun sneered. He extended his hand and grabbed a robe from the jade box. After confirming its authenticity, he stored it directly in his storage ring.

"The position of Marquis is unnecessary. This high-grade Taoist weapon is sufficient."

With that, Li Xun retracted his spiritual consciousness and walked away.