Chapter 51: After Meeting the True Martial Imperial Son, You Must Die!

“The Imperial Son title! Good heavens! The Saint Lord himself is initiating the Heaven-Ascending Battle for the Imperial Son position!”

“What is the Imperial Son position? Isn’t the Holy Son the highest honor for disciples in the Holy Land? And what is the Heaven-Ascending Battle?”

“The Imperial Son position surpasses even the Holy Son! It is a transcendent status equal to that of the Saint Lord himself!”

“Legends say only monstrous prodigies with unrivaled talent, those capable of dominating an entire era’s fortune, are qualified for the Saint Lord to initiate the Imperial Son’s Heaven-Ascending Battle for them!”

“And it’s called the Heaven-Ascending Battle for a reason: to ascend to the seat of True Martial Imperial Son, one must defeat three consecutive generations of True Martial Holy Sons! Such difficulty truly deserves the name of ascending to heaven!”

“Holy shit! Defeat three generations of True Martial Holy Sons?”

“The Holy Son before Wan Longxiao was Brother Zhang Wu, now a Colossus expert at the third level of the Grotto-Heaven Realm!”

“That’s manageable. After all, Wan Longxiao just became Holy Son, and Brother Zhang Wu’s realm hasn’t advanced too far yet!”

“But the Holy Son before that, it was Brother Hou Long!”

“What Brother Hou Long? Call him Elder Hou Long now! Elder Hou Long is now a Marquis-Level Expert at the third level of the Divine Treasure Realm!”

Upon hearing that Hou Long was now a Marquis-Level Elder at the third level of the Divine Treasure Realm, every disciple was utterly shocked.

No wonder it was called the Heaven-Ascending Battle—becoming the True Martial Imperial Son required defeating a Divine Treasure Realm, Marquis-Level Elder.

For most disciples, wasn’t this battle even more difficult than ascending to heaven?

“Has anyone ever succeeded in this Heaven-Ascending Battle?” a disciple among the onlookers asked.

“Of course! The Scriptures Pavilion records contain such accounts!”

“But those were very long ago. It’s said that those seniors who became True Martial Imperial Sons all achieved at least the Divine Ability Realm, starting their journey as Emperors!”

“That era was the most glorious and brilliant epoch of our True Martial Holy Land. Even across the entire Youlong Domain, we were a Holy Land powerhouse!”

“But there’s no need to dwell on the past, for we are about to witness the dawn of a new era!”

The explaining disciple sighed inwardly, thinking of the Holy Land’s past glory compared to its current decline.

However, when he raised his head and saw the figure in white robes standing in the sky, a brilliant light shone in his eyes.

Yes, why dwell on the past? They were about to witness the birth of a new era, one far greater than any before!

“Well? Is the position of True Martial Imperial Son worthy of your status?” After speaking, the True Martial Saint Lord looked at Qin Xuan with another smile.

Yet Qin Xuan merely frowned slightly in response.

What True Martial Imperial Son? He didn’t care about that. He came to the Holy Land only to find “comrades,” fellow Daoists.

In Qin Xuan’s eyes, this Imperial Son Heaven-Ascending Battle the Saint Lord was arranging for him…

…was far less useful than helping him search other Holy Lands for suitable Holy Maidens to arrange marriage meetings!

All he was doing was useless nonsense!

Elder Hai understood him better; he knew what Qin Xuan truly needed!

“Husband, you can do it! Secure the Imperial Son position!”

“Go for it, husband!”

Following the Saint Lord’s words, Liu Qiyue and Xia Qingcheng, standing below, both cheered excitedly for Qin Xuan.

As Core Disciples of the True Martial Holy Land, they fully grasped the significance of the True Martial Imperial Son title.

“What? Husband? My Senior Sister Liu and Junior Sister Xia!!”

“It’s over! I have no chance now!”

“That’s fine. You never really had a chance anyway. Don’t be upset!”

“He sure knows how to twist the knife!”

“Qin, you fiend! You are irreconcilable with me!!”

The public use of “husband” by both women threw the male disciples into chaos once again.

Those two cries of “husband” were like two sharp knives piercing the hearts of male disciples, making them ache deeply.

Seeing the hopeful expressions on Liu Qiyue and Xia Qingcheng’s faces, Qin Xuan’s slight frown softened.

Since it made the two women happy, he decided he would accept the True Martial Imperial Son position!

After all, keeping them in good spirits was beneficial for the babies they carried—maybe another monstrous prodigy would be born?

“Considering Qiyue, Qingcheng, and Elder Hai’s esteem, I will accept this position of True Martial Imperial Son!”

“Zhang Wu, Hou Long—if I heard correctly, it’s the two of you?”

“For the Imperial Son Heaven-Ascending Battle, you two shall face me together with Wan Longxiao!”

Thinking this, Qin Xuan released the Great Que Sword’s hilt. With a wave of his hand, the Demon-Suppressing Sword flew back into his grasp. Holding it aloft, he scanned his surroundings.

“You jest, Imperial Son Qin! Your strength is witnessed by all. There’s no need for the Heaven-Ascending Battle to prove it!”

“Exactly! Who else but you deserves the Imperial Son position?”

Zhang Wu and Hou Long quickly stepped forward from the crowd of Elders and Deacons, cupping their hands respectfully.

After all, even Gu Xianghan at the sixth level of the Divine Treasure Realm had been cleaved into the Array Path Peak by just one of Qin Xuan’s strikes and was still lying buried there!

The two of them together likely couldn’t even withstand a single blow from Gu Xianghan, let alone challenge Qin Xuan!

Seeing this, Qin Xuan glanced at the True Martial Saint Lord. The Saint Lord nodded and declared, “What they say is true. Your strength far surpasses theirs. Any further battle is unnecessary!”

“From this day forward, you are the Imperial Son of the True Martial Holy Land! Your status equals mine. You command the Holy Land and its order!”

The True Martial Saint Lord’s voice boomed mightily, resonating throughout the entire True Martial Sacred Land, stirring the emotions of every disciple.

“We greet the True Martial Imperial Son! Glory to the Imperial Son!”

“We greet the True Martial Imperial Son! Glory to the Imperial Son!”

Following the Saint Lord’s proclamation, everyone present—disciples, Elders, and Deacons—bowed towards Qin Xuan, offering congratulations with clasped fists.

Roaring, tide-like cheers swept across the Array Path Peak, scattering birds and beasts from the mountains.

It also startled the Elder who’d just tried to crawl out from the collapsed mountain peak back into hiding.

Not out of fear of Qin Xuan’s revenge, but out of humiliation.

Hearing the thunderous cheers and watching the masses of Elders and disciples bowing towards him below…

Even Qin Xuan felt stirred. After all, facing such a passionate scene, no one could remain unmoved.

Yet, stirred as he was, the main matter was not forgotten.

Under the collective gaze, Qin Xuan took a single step and appeared before Wan Longxiao.

Looking at the former True Martial Holy Son, Qin Xuan’s eyes were icy cold as he declared:

“I told you: among countless paths, you chose the one that leads to the most gruesome death.”

“Now, you must die!”