Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 265 Setting off back to the sect, Xiao Jiang's second attempt at the tower.

In front of the East Palace Gate.

As dawn broke, the glazed tiles on the palace walls gleamed with a pale golden luster.

In the courtyard, the century-old pear tree rustled its petals in the breeze, as if paving a pure white path for farewell.

Li Jing stood before the steps, his dragon robe fluttering gently in the morning breeze.

The newly enthroned emperor, his eyes filled with reluctance, forced himself to remain composed.

"Wu Dao, you should go. With the old Duke Shen in charge of the court, there's no need to worry."

Prince Rui, Li Long, stood beside him. His injuries had healed by about 70-80%, and his complexion was much rosier.

He patted Li Wudao on the shoulder, his voice gentle: "I will take good care of your aunt. But you... the path of cultivation is fraught with danger, so never act recklessly."

Wang Wan's eyes were already red.

She stepped forward and straightened Li Wudao's clothes, her fingertips trembling slightly: "Wudao... remember to come back and visit often. The sect is good, but it is not home."

"Don't worry, Aunt." Li Wudao held her hand and said gently, "After a while, I will invite you and Uncle to stay with me for a few days."

"That's what you said!"

At this moment, Li Nanzhi peeked out from behind Wang Wan, her pretty face full of anticipation, and said coquettishly:

"Cousin~, I want to go to the Xuantian Sect too! The imperial city is too small, I want to see a bigger world! Is that alright...?"

She tugged at Li Wudao's sleeve, her beautiful eyes sparkling: "I've been cultivating diligently these past few days and have already broken through to the early stage of Martial Grandmaster! Please take me with you, I promise I won't cause you any trouble!"

She had long admired the Xuantian Sect and wanted to visit it for a long time, but unfortunately, she had never had a suitable opportunity. Now, she naturally did not want to miss it.

Li Wudao was speechless as she shook him, and sighed softly, "You can go, but you must promise me that after joining the sect you will follow my arrangements and not act willfully."

"I promise!"

Li Nanzhi immediately beamed with joy, like a child who had just received candy.

"Senior Brother Li, it's time to go."

Shen Ming stood not far away, with Zhou Bai, Gan Ning and other fellow disciples behind him.

Everyone was ready and waiting to set off.

Li Wudao nodded, took one last look at the familiar palace and his family, turned around, stepped onto the flying boat, and left.

"Father, Mother, I'm leaving now. Please take care of yourselves..."

Li Nanzhi waved goodbye reluctantly and followed behind the disciples.

.......

The wind shuttle cuts through the clouds.

In the blink of an eye, it disappeared above the imperial city without a sound, leaving only a faint trace of light in the clouds.

This flying boat is a top-grade royal-level flying artifact. It is ten zhang long, with a silver-colored body. The interior is spacious and has several quiet rooms, which are very comfortable.

At the foreground of the deck, Li Wudao stood alone, gazing into the distance from the railing.

The sea of ​​clouds surged beneath my feet, and the rising sun dyed the clouds golden red.

In the distance, the mountain ranges meander like a giant dragon, and the rivers wind around like jade belts, creating a magnificent and breathtaking landscape.

This breathtaking view overlooking the world offered him some solace during his brief separation, easing his anxieties considerably.

Suddenly, Li Wudao remembered something and smiled slightly, "I wonder if that girl Xiao Jiang... has missed me...."

That's a rather vain way of saying it.

But when he thought of the girl who always had a cold, pretty face but would stand in front of him at crucial moments, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

He thought of Old Man Xia again.

That unassuming, cheap master who always likes to lie in a wicker chair and sip a little wine...

He usually appears and disappears mysteriously, but unexpectedly, he is the mastermind behind the "Listening Snow Tower," the number one assassin dynasty in the Eastern Wilderness.

Having deceived him for so long, when he returns, I'm determined to teach the old man a lesson.

What about the Li clan members, Li Dabao and Li Xiaoyu? How are they doing in the sect now? Have they been bullied?

Then there are Lin Yan, Wang Zhao, Qiu Zishi... these loyal and devoted brothers...

Thinking of these people, Li Wudao felt a faint warmth in his heart.

In this life, he is no longer alone.

Just then, the green-haired turtle sauntered over, staring at him with a look of disgust. "Hey~ kid, what's with that lewd grin? Which girl are you thinking about?"

It muttered thoughtfully, "Could it be that Murong girl from the Imperial Treasure Pavilion...? I must say, that young lady has a certain charm; she'd make a good wife..."

"roll."

Li Wudao didn't even look at it, and slapped it away.

The green-haired turtle got up from the ground, feeling a bit dizzy from being slapped, and cursed, "Damn it, I only said a few words, why are you getting so worked up?"

"I've lived for tens of thousands of years, what kind of love and romance haven't I seen? Your petty thoughts are nothing..."

"Shut up, Hei Zi. If you say another word, I'll throw you down."

"Boring... I think I'll just go back to sleep."

Two days later.

The main peak of the Xuantian Sect.

The waterfall resembles an inverted Milky Way, its thunderous roar deafening.

The pool was shrouded in mist.

Jiang Churan, dressed in a simple white flowing fairy dress, sat quietly by the water.

A cool breeze blew by, causing her skirt to flutter lightly. The girl sat there, her figure ethereal and dreamlike, like a snow lotus blooming in a secluded valley, otherworldly and otherworldly.

Suddenly, Jiang Churan opened her eyes.

A faint blue aura surrounded her, and her true energy surged like a mighty river, indicating that she had already reached the late stage of the Martial King realm.

The late-stage King Wu at sixteen!

In just one year, such progress is astonishing, not only in the Xuantian Sect, but also in the entire Eastern Wilderness. There are few who can match it!

But there was no joy on her face.

Empress Qingyao's memories are like a brand, deeply engraved in the depths of her soul.

She knew perfectly well that King Wu... was still just an ant in the face of a true powerhouse.

Those enemies from my past life are probably already standing at the pinnacle of this world.

She seeks revenge and wants to reclaim the throne; the road ahead is long.

"call……"

She gently exhaled a breath of stale air, which transformed into a white rainbow, cleaving a three-zhang-wide gap in the waterfall before her, which took a full three breaths to close again.

Although it was just a casual action, its power was far beyond that of an ordinary late-stage Martial King.

Moreover, she still has many trump cards and backup plans that she hasn't used yet. In terms of actual combat strength, she is confident that she is invincible within the Martial King realm!

Even those at the early stage of Martial Venerable might not be able to hold their own for a few moves!

Jiang Churan stood up, her white robes fluttering, like a fairy descending to earth.

She walked to the edge of the pool, leaned over and stared at her reflection in the water, lost in thought.

The girl in the water was stunningly beautiful, with a cool and aloof demeanor, yet her eyes held a hint of bewilderment that even she herself was unaware of.

For some reason, she suddenly thought of Li Wudao.

In his memories, he was just an ordinary person with mediocre talent, but in this life, he has been reborn and has become a sensation, even the dignified Empress Qingluan is somewhat unable to see through him.

"I wonder if that guy's trip went smoothly... Did he encounter any demons...? If he did run into that bastard Cheng Yuanliang..."

Jiang Churan frowned slightly, then suddenly shook her head, "Why am I thinking about these things... What does that guy's life or death have to do with me..."

Thinking of this, a hint of shame and frustration flashed in her eyes. "At worst, he'll die, and I'll avenge him..."

Her only goal in this life is to return to her peak and kill all her enemies.

As for love... for an emperor, it is nothing more than a stumbling block on a long journey, and she has never considered it.

After a long while, she calmed down and turned to head down the mountain.

Having finished my seclusion, my cultivation has advanced by leaps and bounds. It's time to go to the Illusionary Demon Tower to test my results.

She was curious to see how much she could improve on her second attempt at the tower compared to her previous self at this time.