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Transcendence: From Frail Heir to Martial Deity

"If one day you find yourself having traveled to another world, only to discover you're in the midst of 'Forced Advances'... well, to act or not to act? That is the question..." In the 21st century, a top assassin crosses into a different realm. Faced with his own 'embarrassing' 'situation', will he choose to 'continue'? A magical world of martial spirit, a declining noble family, a weak and neglected legitimate heir. In the face of internal and external troubles, what choices will the ruthless assassin make!? That is the question..." Cultivation Levels: Yuanqi: Able to utilize basic Qi. Fighter: Can harness powerful martial spirit, practicing combat techniques. Warrior: Forms a martial spirit shroud, impenetrable by a regular fighter's full force. King: Forms an armor of martial spirit, unbreakable even by a warrior's full strength. Emperor: Uses abundant martial spirit to form wings, transforming spirit into wings. In front of an Emperor, even the mightiest Kings are insignificant. Venerable: Can manipulate spatial forces and move in void. Against such a force, Emperors stand no chance. Saint: Masters spatial forces completely, dominating all with disdain. Martial Deity: The highest realm achievable in martial spirit cultivation, commanding a domain of martial spirit where all below are mere ants. Title Martial Deity: A legendary, immortal being. Only 'Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations' has been known to reach this level, and throughout history, only its founder Yang Mo Tian has achieved it. Each level is divided into nine crystals, with vast differences between each crystal. Skill Levels: From low to high: Xuanwu, Zhuque, Baihu, Qinglong, each divided into lower, middle, and upper grades. The power difference between each grade is enormous, especially from Zhuque to Baihu, which is like the difference between heaven and earth. Possessing Baihu skills allows one to fight across levels. Baihu skills require at least a Warrior level to practice. Qinglong skills, almost mythical, can only be executed at the pinnacle of Saint level without facing demise. When used by a peak Saint, it can even challenge a Martial Deity. 'Heavenly Demon Nine Transformations' belongs to no specific grade but automatically advances with deeper cultivation. At the ninth transformation, it reaches its peak, which is the technique practiced by the protagonist of the story.

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188 Chs

Emperor Hai Xin

"Is this the true power of an Emperor level practitioner? Even their mere presence is so astonishing!" Li Yi felt a chill in his heart, his vigilance increasing. Gong Wushuang spoke indifferently, "Handling business? It's just for an Emperor's tomb... I think Emperor Hai Xin is more worried that we might interfere than keeping a secret. But rest assured, Emperor Hai, we are just passing through and need to hurry on our way... You don't have to worry about us causing any trouble."

Hai Xin shook his head, "Oh? You also know about the Emperor's tomb? Then I definitely can't let you leave. That little fellow beside you might not be a threat, but you, being an Emperor level practitioner... The situation in Wanmu Forest is complicated right now, with so many fighting to the death over the Emperor's tomb. Our Beidou Sect is determined to secure the tomb, and we have about a 70-80% chance of success... But now with you, another Emperor here, I'm not sure how you might change the situation in Wanmu Forest... So, I have to keep you here."

"And if we switch places, if I told you I was just passing by, would you believe me?" pondered Gong Wushuang, then smiled charmingly, "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't believe it..."

"So, what should we do then?"

"It seems I only have two choices... The first is to cooperate nicely with you, Emperor Hai, and be your guest for a few days. The other option... we'll have to settle it with a fight!"

Hai Xin spoke lightly, "Which path will you choose then?"

Gong Wushuang smiled, "What do you think?"

Hearing this, Hai Xin sighed slightly, "If it were up to me, I wouldn't want to waste fighting spirit... But since you're not willing to cooperate, then don't blame us for ganging up on you... Take action! As for that little fellow, just kill him as a matter of course!" His last words were directed at the two King level practitioners.

"Yes!" The two Kings, clearly very obedient to Hai Xin, nodded slightly and flashed in front of Gong Wushuang. Hai Xin, however, just watched with his hands behind his back, obviously deeming it beneath his dignity to make a move.

Gong Wushuang's face changed slightly, then she said coldly, "I've always heard that the two Moon Servants by Emperor Hai's side are peak characters among Kings... But if you think the two of you can take me down together... that's a joke!" The two Kings, despite her words, did not hesitate, but they also didn't show any anger.

"Yue Shi Fu Ling," said the tall brute on the left.

"He Tian," the old man on the right sneered.

After announcing their names, the two moved even faster, their hands spreading out, sending a storm of fighting spirit energy towards Gong Wushuang. She grabbed Li Yi's shoulder and threw him back, shouting, "Hide yourself well!" She then stomped on the ground, and a layer of ice crystals spread in front of her, quickly forming a wall of ice, which she hurled fiercely at the Moon Servants.

Facing the ice wall, the Moon Servants exchanged a glance and pushed forward together, their fighting spirit boiling.

"Mad Kill Howl!" With a roar, a cloud of sand and dust surged from the sky, colliding with the ice wall.

"Boom—" A loud explosion followed, and the ice wall shattered into pieces, while the sand and dust also dissipated, leaving only waves of fighting spirit in the air. After breaking through the ice wall, the Moon Servants, like shooting stars, charged towards Gong Wushuang, their hands releasing fighting spirit blades, forming a storm of dozens of meters long, which they hurled viciously at Gong Wushuang.

Amidst the storm of fighting spirit blades, Gong Wushuang just sneered. With a casual wave of her hand, a huge ice sword appeared in the air, blocking the onslaught. Her ice-type fighting spirit contained the power to freeze everything, turning the surrounding area into winter within moments! Such was the might of an Emperor level practitioner! This battle was beyond anything Li Yi had ever witnessed. Even when he fought Gong Wushuang, her power was probably not even a tenth of what it was now. Thinking this, Li Yi shrank back, hiding behind a large tree. Fortunately, to the others, his power was negligible. They weren't concerned about dealing with Li Yi first; once Gong Wushuang was taken care of, a mere Fighter was easy to capture.

"Great technique! This must also be an ice-type fighting skill, right? Ice-type techniques combined with ice-type skills have a synergistic effect... It seems this young lady, although a novice Emperor, can contend with ordinary Emperors of two or three crystals due to her techniques and skills! But when did such an Emperor level powerhouse appear in the empire? Why don't I know anything about it?" On the other side, Hai Xin was frowning, but he still showed no intention of joining the fight, apparently convinced that the two Kings had Gong Wushuang under control.

"The Beidou Sect truly lives up to its reputation as the number one power in the Tianfeng Empire. Just the combined force of two King level practitioners can withstand an Emperor... They must have practiced some kind of joint fighting skill, right? However, that woman hasn't even used her strongest skills yet... It seems the outcome is still hard to predict!" Li Yi murmured to himself from behind the tree.

Although Li Yi's strength hadn't reached that level, his insight was excellent, quickly analyzing the situation on the battlefield. Meanwhile, the residual waves of the fighting spirit from the battle made him somewhat helpless. He was well aware that if those waves hit him, with his apparent strength, death would be the only outcome.

"Tsks... This kind of fighting isn't a solution. The Beidou Sect guy won't be foolish enough to attract others by fighting for so long, right?" Watching the collision of ice and sand in the sky, Li Yi couldn't help but gasp.

"Boom—" A sudden loud noise erupted, sending a flurry of ice and snow into the air. Moments later, amidst the snow, three figures explosively shot backward. The originally impeccable fighting spirit armor of the Beidou Sect's Moon Servants now showed cracks, even frosted over, evidently suffering from the exchange.

Landing somewhat disheveled, they glared at Gong Wushuang not far away, their murderous intent barely concealed. Gong Wushuang, however, lightly landed on a treetop, seemingly unharmed. With a gentle smile, she looked at the Moon Servants and said lightly, "Your joint efforts are indeed stronger than most Kings. Probably unbeatable among Kings, and even an ordinary Emperor could suffer a great loss in your hands... But I'm not one of those arrogant fools who would underestimate you just because I'm a level higher. So, you might as well retreat; you won't gain any advantage against me."

While Gong Wushuang spoke lightly, Li Yi almost burst out laughing. Her cautiousness was simply because she had suffered a big loss at his hands. However, this setback seemed to bring her some benefits.

"Damn it! Don't think you're something special just because you're an Emperor!" He Tian coldly laughed, seemingly ready to strike at any moment. But then, Hai Xin, who had been standing with his hands behind his back, chuckled and said, "Step back. She's not an ordinary Emperor, and you won't be able to defeat her quickly... We don't have much time to waste, let me take over."

With a tone that held a bit more respect for Gong Wushuang than before, Hai Xin stepped forward, no longer addressing her as a 'little girl.' Hearing this, the Moon Servants quickly retreated but still subtly blocked Gong Wushuang's path, while Hai Xin lightly stepped on the treetop, his figure rising like a whirlwind.

Sighing softly, Gong Wushuang said somewhat helplessly, "Emperor Hai, it seems we can't end this peacefully today?"

"Why so much nonsense?" Hai Xin smiled lightly, "I don't think either of us has time to waste here. How about I make the first move?"

A serious look flashed in Gong Wushuang's eyes. She waved her hand as if drawing a long sword from thin air, gently waving the sword made of fighting spirit. "Then, please proceed."

"Fighting Spirit Sword?" Hai Xin looked up and laughed heartily, "How interesting! You know such techniques. Before becoming an Emperor, you must have been quite the force... But, after all, you're just a one-crystal Emperor!"

"Boom—" As they spoke, Hai Xin waved his hand lightly, and the air around him vibrated violently. Suddenly, a massive tornado appeared out of nowhere. This tiny whirlwind, in the blink of an eye, grew massive, as if piercing the sky. Under its force, the trees in the forest seemed ready to be uprooted.

"Emperor Hai is really taking me seriously, using his signature fighting skill right from the start! Well then, how can I disappoint you?" Watching the growing tornado, Gong Wushuang smiled lightly. Her ice crystal sword shone brightly, emitting an intense chill, and her stunning ice flame wings burst forth, the fighting spirit sword and ice flames boiling intensely. This ice flame, devoid of any warmth, seemed to freeze the world in an instant.

"Fighting Spirit Wings out! You're really going all out! But don't forget, I'm an Emperor too!" Hai Xin's lucent wings burst open behind him, his aura instantly matching Gong Wushuang's. In this fierce contest, the ground cracked, stones levitated and turned to dust, and faint lightning streaked across the sky, a spectacular and fearsome sight.

"This is the battle of Emperor level practitioners! Just their aura contest can cause such disturbances!" Li Yi wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. He had already retreated hundreds of meters, yet still felt uneasy and considered moving back even further. The magical beasts originally in the forest, sensing this aura, had long fled.

"Old Coot, who do you think will win?" Li Yi rubbed his forehead and asked softly.

"I don't know... We'll just have to watch and see," The Serpent Venerable's voice suddenly echoed in Li Yi's mind, "Battles at their level can last for days or weeks, and it's not easy for anyone to defeat the other quickly... Now it all depends on Gong Wushuang. If she can withstand Hai Xin's first move, all will be well. If not, we should prepare to run."

"Run..." Li Yi chuckled bitterly, his gaze returning to the two figures in the sky, their fighting spirit wings dazzling and almost painful to the eyes...