Dragon Blood Saint Emperor

Gu Chenfeng walked unwillingly toward the back of the crowd.

Blood streamed down his handsome face, a miserable sight. His retreating figure looked desolate.

However.

No one pitied him. He had brought this upon himself, so who could he blame?

He was powerful, but someone was more powerful. He was domineering, but someone was even more domineering!

It was just as that young man had said earlier. So what if he was a Dragon List genius? If you never contended for it, how would you ever know the final outcome?

In the end, the man known as the strongest below the top ten Celestial Prides of the Dragon List was slapped twice and sent away with a single word: ”Scram.”

Everyone’s gaze turned to Ye Wushuang, their hearts trembling.

Ye Wushuang had already returned to his original spot, his expression as calm and unconcerned as ever.

The sharp, domineering aura he had displayed was retracted, making him seem like an ordinary Rebirth Level cultivator again.

However, no one dared to look down on him anymore.

So what if he was at the Rebirth Level? He had still suppressed a Dragon List genius within five steps and defeated Gu Chenfeng. If it were them, they wouldn’t even be one percent as capable.

”What a terrifying person. He isn’t a Dragon List Celestial Pride, yet his strength is this horrifying. It’s unheard of!”

The crowd watched Ye Wushuang with apprehension, a fear that stemmed from the bottom of their hearts.

Behind him, not just the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc, but the Shadow Demon King was also filled with astonishment. Only by following Ye Wushuang had he truly begun to understand how terrifying his master was.

Ye Wushuang said nothing, his dark eyes bright and profound as he pondered the marriage contest.

’Although I just got a sense of the Dragon List geniuses’ strength...’

However.

’...that was just a genius. Above them are the Celestial Prides. They possess special physiques, and that’s what makes them truly terrifying.’

The long line of people began to move, and Ye Wushuang didn’t linger either, walking forward.

His tall, straight back made the gazes of those behind him flicker. This was a terrifying genius, an existence comparable to a Celestial Pride!

Far away, two figures stood in the void, also looking toward the gates of the Holy Palace.

”He’s as domineering as ever!”

One of them, a beautiful silhouette in a palace gown, stared at Ye Wushuang and spoke coldly.

Though her tone was cold, it held unconcealed pride and admiration.

This surprised the old woman beside her, who then smiled. ”This little fellow is indeed impressive. No wonder you hold him in such high regard, Princess!”

”However, those few on the Dragon List are no simple characters either. By having His Majesty the Great Emperor announce a marriage contest to the world, aren’t you afraid he won’t be able to measure up to the others?” the old woman added, turning her head.

”I’m not afraid. I believe in him.”

Dii Qingxue said coolly, her tone exceptionally firm.

This took the old woman by surprise. ”Princess, why do you have such faith in him?” she asked.

”Why do I believe in him?”

Dii Qingxue’s cool eyes fixed on Ye Wushuang’s figure.

She watched for a long while before finally speaking. ”Because the burdens he carries are far greater than anyone else’s. The weight on his shoulders is heavier than others can imagine.”

”For the sake of those burdens, his desire for strength is greater than anyone else’s, and he will become stronger than anyone else!”

Dii Qingxue was a woman of few words, but when it came to Ye Wushuang, it was as if she could talk forever.

The marriage contest wasn’t the Great Emperor’s idea; it was Dii Qingxue’s.

If she didn’t believe in Ye Wushuang, why would she have suggested such a thing to the Great Emperor?

She needed to put pressure on Ye Wushuang, even though she knew he was already under far too much pressure.

Hearing Dii Qingxue’s words, the old woman was rather taken aback.

’He carries more than others... Just how much more must it be for Dii Qingxue to trust him so completely?’

The old woman couldn’t fathom how such a young man could bear a burden so heavy she couldn’t even imagine it.

The two of them watched quietly for a while longer before leaving the void.

Meanwhile, Ye Wushuang had walked into the Holy Palace.

Since only young prodigies under the age of thirty were allowed to enter, the Shadow Demon King and the Xiaoo Yue Celestial Roc remained outside the Holy Palace.

Ye Wushuang entered alone.

Stepping through the gates of the Holy Palace, a vast complex of palaces came into view.

Gilded copper tiles, pillars entwined with flying dragons—it was a scene of golden splendor.

It was like an Immortal Palace Divine Hall, truly magnificent.

From a distance, palace maids could be seen moving between the buildings, like celestial consorts in an immortal palace.

Not only that, but nature’s spiritual energy here had liquefied, and a spiritual mist coiled through the air, making it seem like an Immortal Realm.

’Worthy of the name Holy Palace!’

Ye Wushuang couldn’t help but marvel. The Holy Palace was situated at the convergence of Dragon Veins, and the Spiritual Qi was richer than anywhere else.

Moreover, it was suffused with a mysterious Dao Charm.

Following the crowd, Ye Wushuang arrived at a plaza beneath a statue of Dijun.

All the young prodigies who had entered were gathered in the plaza.

Their eyes were fixed on a tall flight of stairs before them.

There were ninety-nine steps in total. At the top stood two Nirvana Powerhouses, their expressions cold as they stared down at the crowd.

”What’s going on?”

The newcomers asked, confused.

Someone immediately replied, ”I heard this is a test. Only those who pass can meet His Majesty the Great Emperor and participate in the marriage contest.”

”What kind of test?”

A young man inquired.

”Not sure. Let’s just wait and see. Haven’t you noticed that those at the front haven’t moved yet?” someone answered, their gaze shifting to the dozen or so figures at the very front.

He wasn’t the only one; many others were watching them as well.

Among them were Dragon King, Dongfang Youdi, Zong Shuai, Young Master Xie Qing, Jing Hui, and Xuan Wuji. All the Celestial Prides had gathered.

They stood at the very front, and no one dared to stand beside them. As a result, they stood out from the crowd, a class apart.

It was as if they were the main characters, radiating a dazzling brilliance!

Everyone else could only serve as their foil.

They stared at the top of the stairs, their gazes sharp and glinting with a fierce Divine Light.

Of course, there was one person among them whose gaze occasionally swept over the crowd, as if searching for someone.

This person was none other than Mo Wentian.

And the person he was searching for was the one who had lorded over the Endless Wilderness and turned him into a mere foil—Ye Wushuang!

’He... he should be here.’

’This time, I will make him my foil and forge my own glory!’

A demonic, blood-red light flickered in Mo Wentian’s eyes. His defeat on the Barbarian God Battle Platform had cost him his confidence and pride.

Only by stepping on Ye Wushuang could he reclaim them.

In the crowd, Ye Wushuang also sneered. ’This guy’s strength has improved quite a bit. It seems he’ll be a worthy opponent this time.’

’What a shame the Heavenly Concealing Hand didn’t finish him off!’

”Brother Ye!”

As Ye Wushuang was gazing ahead, a familiar voice sounded from beside him.

He saw Zhuang Hao and that rascal Dongfang Youdi walking over with smiles on their faces.

”I didn’t expect you to come too, Brother Ye! It seems you’re confident about winning the beauty’s hand!”

Having witnessed what happened earlier, Zhuang Hao no longer looked down on Ye Wushuang.

”Hehe, this guy just took the Taoo Hua Fairy into his harem not long ago, and now he’s here today. I bet he’s making a move on the Princess,” Dongfang Youdi said with a lecherous grin.

He stepped forward, chuckled, and said, ”Young Master Ye, Brother Ye, teach your brother a trick or two! Let me also experience what it’s like to be chased by beauties. Just going for it directly is so boring.”

Hearing this, Ye Wushuang turned to stare at Dongfang Youdi, speechless. ’Just going for it directly is so boring?’

’How could he say something so beastly in such a carefree manner!’