Chapter 133: Creation

  Noticing the change in the Emperor's expression, Yang Yuxi and the other two exchanged a glance, and Huojimama nodded slowly: "The junior is indeed."

  The emperor received the reply, and slowly closed his eyes, as if he had taken a deep and slow breath, then gently exhaled, as if trying to cover up the turmoil in his heart. He opened his eyes to look at Huo Qiema, and his gaze was filled with the vicissitudes of life and an inexplicable melancholy. He said, "Fengyao, is she all right?"

  Hearing this, Huo Yuhao's body shook violently, his eyes fixed on the Emperor with a look of utter shock.

  Yang Yu Xi and Zhou Yu Xiao exchanged a glance, both of them perplexed.

  Huǒ Qímǎ opened her mouth, but it took her a long time to say anything. Finally, after an unknown amount of time had passed, she looked at the Tsar with a concentrated gaze and spoke in an extremely slow tone: "Fèng Yáo senior has already passed away two hundred years ago." As she said this, Huǒ Qímǎ's eyes were fixed intently on the Tsar, trying to discern every change in his facial expression.

  Indeed, the Tsar's expression was slightly dull for a moment, and then a hint of sadness covered his face like a thin mist. He sighed heavily and said: "So she's dead too... What about her descendants?"

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ was taken aback and replied: "Fèng Yáo senior has no children, nor any descendants."

  For some reason, Huo Qiema felt that when she said this sentence, the old predecessor in front of her actually trembled a few times, and I don't know if it was just an illusion.

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's eyebrows furrowed slightly as she thought about the life of a senior member of her clan. The former leader of the Fengyao clan was a holy maiden of the clan hundreds of years ago, when the Ba clan had already declined for a long time but was still better than it is now. In her youth, she had joined the battle against the evil alien ability and later became the clan leader after the evil alien ability was sealed again. However, strangely, she never married. Fengyao was the previous old clan leader before Ba Tian, passing away 200 years ago, after which Ba Tian took over.

  This was roughly what Huo Yuhao knew about Feng Yu, but she suddenly had an epiphany, and a rumor that was rarely known even within the Beastmaster Clan flashed through her mind.

  According to legend, Fengyao didn't get married because she met a man during the war against evil forces and they fell in love. Unfortunately, that man died in the final battle of the war.

  This news was known to only a few people within the Ba tribe, and Huo Qiema had also heard it once by chance, but had never paid attention to it. Now that he saw Sha Huang in this state, he suspected that the so-called rumor was probably true.

  "Emperor, do you know my ancestor Fengyao?" Huojimama asked.

  The emperor's face turned dull when Huo Qiema asked him this, and he didn't know what to think for a long time. After shaking his head with a bitter smile, he said: "Of course I recognize her..." The words were about to be spoken but stopped, finally turning into a deep sigh.

  A long, drawn-out sigh seemed to hold untold stories of the past, connecting centuries-old memories with the present, echoing softly in every heart, evoking a profound and lingering emotional resonance that made one's heart skip a beat.

  Even Xiao Hei, who was always restless, was quietly lying at Zhou Yu's feet, his large dog head drooping on the floor.

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's heart was already eighty percent certain, and he continued to say: "Could it be that Senior is... the person in Fengyao Laozu's heart?"

  As soon as this was said, Yang Yu Xi and Zhou Yu Xiao both showed a look of surprise in their eyes. Yang Yu Xi felt inexplicably emotional, never expecting that this trip to the bottom of the lake would reveal so many secrets.

  Zhou Yu Xiao heard this, and her daughter's family thought it was a bit regrettable. Her eyes, however, involuntarily glanced at Yang Yu Xi beside her, and her heart couldn't help but move.

  The emperor, facing Hu Qi's questioning, let out a bitter smile, waved his hand, as if to brush away the emotions in his heart, and said: "It doesn't matter, it's all been hundreds of years ago, everyone is dead, what's the point of bringing it up?"

  "Elder, if that's the case, then you and my Ba clan have some connection. Please tell me why my 'Ba Body' can make a breakthrough when it's influenced by your power." Huo Qiema wasn't one to be evasive either, so she bowed her head and asked respectfully.

  "Very well, what she gave me in the past, I'll give to you now. It's only fitting that it returns to its rightful owner." The Tsar said with a hint of hesitation.

  The tsar stretched out his right hand and reached for the ring on the left-hand ring finger, gently and slowly rotating it off.

  His gaze never left the ring, his eyes sometimes becoming gentle, sometimes nostalgic, and finally firm, with a hint of sadness and reluctance deep within.

  "This is..."

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's hands were cupped together as she received the ring from the Tsar, a rather ancient-looking ring with minimal decoration. The ring itself seemed to be made of a divine wood, and the bright red gemstone in the center, shaped like a six-pointed star, was dazzling. A faint warmth flowed from it, spreading directly into Huǒ Qí Mǎ's innermost heart, where her "Indestructible Body" subtly began to stir. A soft, crimson glow emanated from her entire body.

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's pupils suddenly contracted, and she involuntarily shouted out: "This is the Xuanhuo Ring!" Then she looked at Sha Huang in incredulity.

  "Huǒ Qí Mǎ, what is this mysterious Huǒ fire ring?" Yang Yùxī curiously asked.

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's expression was complex, looking at the Tsar and then at the Xuanhuo ring in her hand. Only after a while did she say: "This Xuanhuo ring is one of my tribe's sacred objects, it has great benefits for our tribe to cultivate the 'Indestructible Overlord Body', legend also says that there are lost fragments of the 'Indestructible Overlord Body' hidden within, but it had already gone missing hundreds of years ago... yet unexpectedly...". Her words trailed off as she looked up at the Tsar again.

  The emperor's gaze also fell on the ancient and simple Xuanhuo ring, with the pupils reflecting the red light of the Xuanhuo ring, like two flames of emotion, his eyes were filled with tender feelings, as if the Xuanhuo ring was the woman he loved.

  "This Xuanhuo ring was given to me by her back then, saying that after the war ended, I would take this ring to find her, and we could grow old together. But unexpectedly... in the end, I missed our appointment, and let this ring be buried for so long." The Emperor's voice seemed to come from hundreds of years ago, filled with endless vicissitudes and nostalgia, a red glow flickering in his eyes, as if he saw that beautiful woman again, saw her handing him the ring, heard her whispering softly in his ear.

  "After the war is over, you bring this ring into our clan and look for me. At that time... I will marry you."

  Words full of emotional meaning still linger in my ears, but everything has changed.

  The Emperor's body suddenly shook without warning, as if he had finally managed to extricate himself from the overwhelming emotions that had flooded his heart. He sniffled and forced a faint smile onto his face, addressing Huo Yuhao: "Alright, this Spirit Ring can only exert its true power in the hands of your tribe... In my hands, it's just an ornament..."

  Huǒ qí mǎ also looked at the Tsar, but heard the Tsar's voice getting smaller and smaller. It seemed that in the Tsar's heart, this ring was definitely not just an "ornament" as he had said.

  Suddenly, at that moment, Huo Qiema had an impulse and wanted to return the Xuanhuo Ring to Sha Huang's hand.

  The Emperor seemed to see through her thoughts, and smiled: "Don't think too much, I've been dead for a long time. The reason why my will has not dissipated is not only to suppress the evil spirits below, but also because of two heart knots. And now, these two heart knots have all been solved, I... am very happy."

  He paused, the Emperor glanced at Huo Qiema's cultivation and said: "Judging from your cultivation, Fengyao's prophecy that year that the Ba tribe would become weaker is true. So this Xuanhuo Ring is of great significance to you, you absolutely cannot decline."

  Huǒ Qí Mǎ's heart skipped a beat, she was originally a person who knew how to read the situation, at this time the Czar's few words made her calm down, she slowly tightened her grip on the Xuanhuo ring in her hand and nodded heavily.

  "Heh...", the Emperor smiled and nodded, then turned to Yang Yuxi and said, "Although you two cannot inherit my legacy, your natural talents and personalities are excellent. You have also promised to help me find the Yuanyi Zhen to suppress evil spirits, not to mention finding a successor for me. Naturally, I will grant you both a chance at good fortune."

  Yang Yu Xi nodded and said: "Resisting evil and heterodox powers is everyone's business, I'm not doing this for the sake of seniors."

  Zhou Yuxiao also said: "Senior, don't mind it, this is what we should do."

  The Emperor smiled: "I naturally understand your intentions, but I don't want you two to decline either."

  Yang Yu Xi and Zhou Yu Xiao exchanged a glance, both feeling that further excuses would be insincere. They both bowed to the Czar, no longer declining.

  The smile on the Emperor's face was heartfelt, and he gently placed his hand on Yang Yuxi, a stream of true yuan passing through his arm into Yang Yuxi's body.

  Yang Yu Xi only felt that this true yuan was filled with a warm feeling, making his body feel a wave of comfort.

  The true yuan of the emperor passed through Yang Yuxi's limbs and bones, warming his tendons and veins, and then came to the place where the star power was hidden, pausing slightly.

  "Huh? This is... " The Emperor's face showed a look of surprise, and he carefully felt the shock as he looked at Yang Yuxi with a hint of astonishment in his eyes. He thought to himself: I didn't expect that even that guy would be reborn again. Could it be that he too has taken an interest in this young man?

  The Tsar's heart was thoughtful, and his true yuan came to another place in Yang Yuxi's body. With a slight effort, a segment of obscure and incomprehensible text was printed on Yang Yuxi's body. A white light flashed, and the text disappeared.

  Yang Yu Xi opened his eyes and made a fist at Sha Huang, his voice sincere: "Thank you, senior."

  The Emperor looked at Yang Yuxi and suddenly said, "Young man, you must work harder!"

  Yang Yu Xi looked somewhat puzzled, and the Sha Emperor smiled slightly, changing the subject: "Just now I left a set of techniques in your body called 'Nine Heavenly Steps', I see that your movement skills are lacking, with this technique you should be able to improve a bit."

  Yang Yu Xi was overjoyed and hastily bowed to Sha Huang.

  The Emperor smiled and accepted his bow, then walked to Zhou Yu Xiao's front, saying: "Dragon's successor, once in a thousand years. I hope you don't disappoint this title."

  Zhou Yu Xiao nodded slightly, his expression solemn.

  The Emperor raised his right hand and warmed up Zhou Yu's meridians, then lightly touched the center of Zhou Yu's eyebrows. In an instant, a flash of light appeared on Zhou Yu's forehead.

  "Take good care of this thing, if you don't need to use it, that's even better." The Czar's voice suddenly echoed in Zhou Yu Xiao's mind. Zhou Yu Xiao was taken aback and looked at Yang Yu Xi and Huo Qi Ma, seeing that both were looking at her strangely, presumably they hadn't heard the words.

  Zhou Yu's mind was heavy with thoughts as she carefully examined the things that Sha Huang had given her, and for a moment, her expression froze.