Chapter 1：The Return of the Immortal Emperor

"The Xuantian Empire, Sky Obscuring City.

Within the Ye Residence.

A young man dressed in a long green robe sat on the bed with a trance-like expression. His face, sharp as a knife's edge, was slightly pale, but his deep eyes shone like stars, revealing an unyielding spirit.

"Never did I imagine that I, the Boundless Immortal Emperor, would not perish, but awaken in the soul of a young man in a lower realm," sighed Ye Wujin softly.

He was originally an ordinary cultivator in the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts, but his extraordinary talent, coupled with the acquisition of the Boundless Dao Scripture, allowed him to ascend to the realm of Immortal Emperor in just a hundred years, becoming known as the Boundless Immortal Emperor.

To attain the supreme title of Immortal Emperor was incredibly difficult, as it was reserved for the pinnacle figures of the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts.

Ye Wujin, upon becoming an Immortal Emperor, was bestowed the title of the Boundless Immortal Emperor. Apart from his astonishing talent, he also possessed another identity – that of a Pill Emperor!

Merging martial cultivation with alchemy, within a mere hundred years, he achieved the realm of Emperor in both disciplines. His talent shook an entire era, outshining all the geniuses of his time.

Unfortunately, his talent also drew the envy and fear of many powers. Several contemporaneous geniuses joined hands with their respective sects to launch a sneak attack. Even his elder brother, one of the Ten Supreme Immortal Emperors of the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts, the Azure Sky Immortal Emperor, couldn't save him.

"Mo Jiangyu, Liu Yefei, Duan Wuheng, you all sought to seize my Boundless Dao Scripture and annihilate me, sparing no effort in plotting against me and destroying my imperial lineage. However, my destiny was not to be extinguished, and in the end, I have returned."

In his previous life, he was ambushed by the combined forces of three terrifying powers, while his elder brother was entangled by the remaining Supreme Immortal Emperors, resulting in the complete destruction of their imperial lineage, leading to their inevitable demise. Even his elder brother was powerless to change their fate.

Fortunately, he did not perish and was reborn.

"In my previous life, I obtained the Boundless Dao Scripture too late, missing the prime time for cultivation. In this life, I will take each step carefully and ascend to the peak of strength."

"Hehe, Mo Jiangyu, Liu Yefei, Duan Wuheng, and your backers, the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, Cloud Immortal Palace, and Imperial Immortal Sect, I eagerly await our next encounter and look forward to witnessing your splendid expressions."

A cold smile flickered at the corner of Ye Wujin's mouth as a sharp gleam flashed in his eyes.

"There are also past regrets that I can now make amends for," suddenly, Ye Wujin's eyes softened.

In his previous life, with his imperial lineage destroyed and his cultivation plummeting, he was on the verge of death. Once his cultivation was lost entirely, he would perish. At that moment, his heart was ashen.

Yet, at this moment, on the edge of the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts, he encountered the person he loved most in his remaining days – Ziqiong.

She was a kind-hearted girl untouched by the world, who accompanied him through his final three years.

Ye Wujin would never forget how heartbroken Ziqiong was as he was about to depart. At that moment, he wished so desperately to live and protect her for eternity.

Fortunately, fate was kind, and he did not perish. In this life, he vowed to hold Ziqiong's hand tightly and protect her for eternity.

"Ziqiong, wait for my return."

...

"Master, people from the City Lord's Mansion have arrived."

At this moment, a voice echoed outside, followed by the sound of footsteps, accompanied by a slightly proud voice.

"Master Ye, my brother and Ouyang Qian from the Ouyang family will be engaged in three days. We've come to deliver the invitation."

Inside the room, Ye Wujin rose from the bed.

His soul, fused with this body, naturally assimilated its memories and even its emotions.

The Xuan Tian Empire had two major families: the Ye family and the Ouyang family.

The original owner of this body was named Ye Chen, the son of the Ye family's patriarch, Ye Feng.

Since childhood, Ye Chen had been betrothed to Ouyang Qian of the Ouyang family. They grew up together, childhood sweethearts.

However, this childhood sweetheart arrangement was unilateral on Ye Chen's part, as well as on the part of the Ye family.

Using the excuse of marriage alliance, the Ouyang family continually demanded resources from the Ye family, gradually suppressing them, which led to the idea of breaking off the engagement.

Three days ago, Ye Chen went to the Ouyang family and was framed for attempting to assault a woman from the Ouyang family, which provoked the anger of the Ouyang family, leading to severe injuries and imminent death. This was the situation in which Ye Wujin's soul attached itself.

If it weren't for his father, Ye Feng, arriving in anger, he probably wouldn't have been able to bring back even a corpse.

The Ouyang family immediately annulled the engagement and instead arranged for a marriage with the City Lord's Mansion.

It was evident that the Ouyang family and the City Lord's Mansion had long plotted against the Ye family.

"Ouyang Qian, Ye Chen once treated you as his beloved, yet you schemed to exploit the resources of the Ye family. Do you want to use the engagement to humiliate the Ye family and provoke them into action, joining forces to suppress us?"

A cold smile played at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth. As the soul of Ye Wujin inhabited this body, he couldn't overlook the schemes of the Ouyang family and the City Lord's Mansion.

"Since you've sent the invitation, how could your engagement banquet proceed without me? In this life, the rise of the Ye family starts now."

Ye Chen's face was pale, showing indifference. Deep within his eyes flickered a chilling light as he walked towards the hall.

"In three days, the Ye family will be there," Ye Chen's voice preceded him before he arrived.

In the hall, a middle-aged man with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes stood up immediately, his voice trembling slightly. "Chen'er."

The warriors of the City Lord's Mansion also turned their heads, their gaze restrained.

Especially the leader, Liu Kun. Three days ago, when he attacked Ye Chen, that final fatal blow was delivered by him. Even though he was a pinnacle warrior, Ye Chen, a mid-level warrior, didn't die, and he didn't even appear to be injured. How was this possible?

"Chen'er, are you alright?" Ye Feng stepped forward quickly, carefully examining Ye Chen.

Three days ago, he brought back Ye Chen, who was on the verge of death, barely clinging to life.

For the past three days, he hadn't slept, nourishing Ye Chen with spiritual energy, almost depleting the energy within him. Fortunately, Ye Chen finally woke up.

"Father, I'm fine." Ye Chen looked at Ye Feng and called him father.

Liu Kun stood up and said, "Since the Ye family has accepted the invitation, we will take our leave."

"Wait a moment." Ye Chen suddenly spoke up.

Liu Kun's footsteps paused, a hint of coldness in his smile as he looked at Ye Chen. "What's the matter? Do you have something else to say?"

"It's not a big deal, just that blow from three days ago made me quite uncomfortable. So, I'd like to return it to you." Ye Chen spoke gently and took a step forward.

Liu Kun was stunned, as was Ye Feng, and the surrounding warriors were all frozen in place.

Ye Chen, a mid-level warrior, and Liu Kun, a pinnacle warrior.

In the world of martial arts, there are three tiers: beginner, intermediate, and advanced. Above martial arts practitioners are spiritual martial artists, true martial artists, imperial martial artists, saint martial artists, and immortal martial artists, each with nine realms.

Ye Chen was no match for Liu Kun.

"The Ye family dares to lay hands on me?"

Liu Kun sneered, his gaze shifting to Ye Feng. In his eyes, Ye Chen was insignificant, and the Ye family's patriarch dared to attack him?

He was the son of City Lord Liu Wanglong.

Strictly speaking, he was also a member of the royal family, albeit with diluted blood.

"Trash like you, I alone am sufficient. There's no need for the Ye family to intervene," Ye Chen scoffed.

"What do you call yourself?"

"Me?"

"One person is sufficient?"

"Ye Chen, oh Ye Chen, you're still dreaming in broad daylight, thinking you're a reincarnated deity, a peerless figure who can dominate all ages," Liu Kun laughed heartily.

Even ten Ye Chens wouldn't be his match.

The blow from three days ago was the best proof.

To claim to be "sufficient alone" was ridiculous.

"Ye Chen, let's be honest. Setting aside the Ye family, you're not even as good as an ant," Liu Kun mocked. "Among your peers, anyone with a bit of talent has already reached the pinnacle of martial arts. Those with exceptional talent have long condensed their spiritual energy and stepped into the realm of spiritual martial artists. What are you?"

"Martial artist? Spiritual martial artist? Are they very powerful?"

Ye Chen was puzzled. Such realms didn't exist in the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts.

But Liu Kun's aura was inferior even to ordinary people in the Realm of Immortal Martial Arts, indicating that the cultivation or inheritance in the lower realm wasn't as impressive.

"Very powerful?" Liu Kun laughed. "It seems that although you've managed to cheat death, your brain isn't working properly. Martial arts pinnacle? Crushing you is like crushing an ant."

"Is that so?" Ye Chen's lips curled up. "Then I'll give you a chance to crush me. Don't worry, the Ye family won't interfere."

"Chen'er, you..." Ye Feng's expression changed slightly, but Ye Chen responded with a calm smile.

"Interesting."

Liu Kun waved his sleeve and shook his head with a cold smile. "Since you insist on seeking death, I'll grant your wish!"

Boom!

As soon as the words fell, Liu Kun shot out with both feet, leaping into the air. With a swift motion, he aimed a palm strike at Ye Chen.

A mid-level martial artist daring to challenge a pinnacle martial artist was simply seeking death.