From the fake emperor to the concubine

"Senior Zheng, this is my master, the head of Xingxiu Sea, the Poison Queen Wen Ziyan." Su Yao spoke softly, introducing the woman in front of her to Zheng Yi.

When he saw this woman, Zheng Yi was a little surprised.

Although it is wrong to judge people by their appearance, as the leader of a sect, she should at least look like a strong woman, right?

But the Poison Queen Wen Ziyan in front of him looked like a girl of eighteen or nineteen years old, with a little baby fat on her face, and she looked naive and innocent.

If you ignore the sophistication in her eyes and just look at her appearance.

I'm afraid no one would have thought that this soft-looking girl is actually the leader of a sect who controls the life and death of thousands of cultivators.

And from her nickname, we can tell that this woman is definitely not a simple person.

There are only wrong names in this world, but there are no wrong nicknames.

"Hello, senior!" Zheng Yi greeted him with neither arrogance nor humility.

After Zheng Yi met Wen Ziyan, Lin Feng also jumped out eagerly: "Senior Zheng, this is my master, the White Rainbow Swordsman Zhou Yan, the elder of our Wuzhuang Mountain Sword Hall."

After the introduction, he quickly said to his master: "Master, this is the Senior Zheng I mentioned."

"He brought the three of us Foundation Establishment cultivators with him and not only killed all the pursuers, but he also escaped from the clutches of that devil, Huiyue Demon Lord."

"If it weren't for Senior Zheng, I would never see you again."

Lin Feng, who was in excitement, obviously did not notice that his master's face was getting darker and darker.

"Enough!" Seeing that Lin Feng was getting more and more excited and had already started to tell the stories one by one, including how they escaped and how they used various arrangements to kill those Nether Spirit Clan monks, Zhou Yan could no longer bear it and shouted at him.

"How many times have I told you that we in Wuzhuang Mountain are righteous cultivators, and we follow an upright path."

"It's okay to be inferior to others in cultivation. If I die in battle with dignity, I won't bring disgrace to the reputation of our Wuzhuang Mountain."

"Remember, as a disciple of Mount Wuzhuang, you must never take those evil paths. If you can't defeat the enemy, you can use conspiracy and tricks, and you can do whatever it takes."

"Even if such a despicable person takes advantage of you for a while, he will suffer the consequences sooner or later."

This White Rainbow Swordsman seemed to be scolding his apprentice.

However, anyone who is not stupid can definitely hear that this person is simply making a veiled criticism of Zheng Yi.

This person looked down on him, and Zheng Yi didn't have the habit of giving a cold shoulder to someone he liked.

He simply put down his fists and watched the other party scold his apprentice with interest.

It was as if he didn't even realize that the other party was mocking him.

Zheng Yi must have experienced too many things like this, right?
As an emperor, no matter what he does, it is possible that some people will benefit and others will suffer.

Those who benefit from it may not necessarily think that he is a wise and powerful emperor.

But people whose interests are harmed will never speak in a nice way.

It is not new to instruct the censors to make indirect accusations in the court.

If you can't even bear a few words, you'd better not be the emperor.

At the beginning, it would be a lie to say that Zheng Yi was not angry, but after getting used to the censors' eloquent speeches with extensive citations, he actually found it quite interesting.

Sometimes, even though their butts are crooked, what they say does make some sense.

Perhaps this is why, in his original world, many emperors were clearly criticized by censors, but since the emergence of these officials, no dynasty with a long history would prohibit them from speaking.

Compared to those people, the ability of this White Rainbow Swordsman to increase his value is not even at the entry level.

In the end, Wen Zi Yan didn't say anything and just observed Zheng Yi's performance silently.

The more I look at it, the more surprised I am.

As a sect with a huge number of female cultivators, the number of male cultivators she had seen was much greater than the sect's disciples.

In order to receive visiting monks, the inn he built in front of the mountain gate even developed into the size of a small town.

Most of those male monks were like fighting roosters, desperately showing off their feathers to prove how powerful they were to the female monks.

Not to mention making indirect accusations in front of others, even a small friction that occurs unintentionally may turn into a duel.

It would be fine if it was a duel with a huge disparity in strength, but if the two were evenly matched, it was very likely that dozens or hundreds of people would be involved in a short period of time.

Every elder who took turns to handle those matters would complain to him.

We can't just leave them alone. They are all disciples from the same sect. If something happens, the consequences will be troublesome.

But the guy in front of him named Zheng Yi is different.

Wen Ziyan could tell that Zheng Yi was really not very old.

But compared with other monks of the same age, he was so calm that it was scary.

But Zheng Yi is not born timid.

He dared to bring a few cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Stage to ambush pursuers whose number was ten times theirs.

It is an existence that can confront Jindan and Enlightenment stage cultivators head-on with the cultivation level of Crystallization stage.

He even used himself as bait to kill a cultivator in the Jindan stage.

If the young man's calmness is already a remarkable quality, then Zheng Yi has such an ability and can still remain calm in the face of malicious insults from the other party, which is even more commendable.

Wen Ziyan nodded slightly towards her apprentice, telling Su Yao that this person was good and qualified to join our Xingxiu Sea.

Seeing the master's expression, Su Yao's happy gaze seemed to be able to melt people.

Seeing that Zhou Yan had only talked for a cup of tea but showed no sign of stopping, Bai Zhirui couldn't bear to listen any longer.

The master was present, so she shouldn't have interrupted her elders when they were speaking.

But after waiting for a long time, Zheng Yi didn't respond at all.

"You've said enough..."

Bai Zhirui had just opened her mouth when she was stopped by Zheng Yi.

Zhou Yan snorted coldly: "Zheng Yi, keep your disciples under control. You dare to interrupt when the elders are talking. You really have no rules."

Zheng Yi didn't say anything, but just said to Lin Feng: "Boy, do you remember what your master said?"

"What a great saying! We must follow the right path and be upright when facing our enemies."

"Even if you find that you are no match for the perpetrator when you are trying to save someone, the worst that can happen is that you let him kill you."

"Anyway, you can die like a man and be honored in battle. As for what happens after death, what does it have to do with you, right?"

I was clearly following what Baihong Swordsman Zhou Yan said, but it didn't sound right.

Zhou Yan was so angry that his face turned red: "This old man..."

Zheng Yi interrupted him solemnly: "Senior's words have enlightened me. Yes, we must follow the right path in life and never be like some people who only know how to use those inferior methods."

"Even if you can save people, what's the point? If the root is wrong, then no matter how right you are, it's still wrong."

"I will definitely follow the teachings of my elders and be a person who walks the right path."

Zhou Yan's chest was rising and falling rapidly. She was so angry at Zheng Yi that she felt like her lungs were about to explode, but she couldn't breathe.

"I'm not..." He wanted to explain, but he didn't know where to start.

Does that mean that as monks, they should just watch people die without helping?
Or, if you discover that you are no match for the violence committed when you rescue someone, should you just turn around and run away?

Or, what other ways could be used to save people? But he just said that no matter what we do, we must do it uprightly.

If Zheng Yi were in his position, he would naturally find many angles to argue.

But Zhou Yan couldn't. Any sophistry or explanation would be a refutation of his own words.

"Master, are you okay?" Lin Feng quickly handed his master a cup of tea.

He looked grief-stricken on the surface, but in reality, his face was aching from trying so hard to hold back a smile.

His master was always like this, always keeping the words "upright" on his lips.

It's as if using any other means when fighting the enemy would be shameful.

Although Lin Feng disagreed with some of the words, he was still greatly influenced by his master.

Otherwise, he would not have offered to sacrifice himself several times to cover his fellow Taoists' escape in critical moments.

However, after experiencing all of this with Bai Zhirui, Lin Feng's thoughts have changed dramatically.

Bai Zhirui's master, with all the "plots and schemes" they came up with.

Not only did it save them from danger, but it also eliminated many enemies.

Isn't this much more satisfying than dying in battle?

Of course, Lin Feng still respected his master very much. However, this did not prevent him from happily watching his master being humiliated in front of Senior Zheng.

After drinking a cup of tea, Zhou Yan calmed down a lot.

Just looking at Zheng Yi's eyes, it was as if he wanted to eat someone.

Zheng Yi had an innocent look on his face, and acted humble and willing to learn.

Zhou Yan was so angry that she had no place to vent.

He opened his mouth for a long time but said nothing.

He only left behind one sentence: "A rotten tree cannot be carved." and left in a huff.

Lin Feng clasped his fists towards Zheng Yi and mouthed, "Senior Zheng, I'm sorry." He then followed Zhou Yan out.

After leaving the house, Zhou Yan's voice could still be heard: "Why are you following me? Go find your senior Zheng."

Obviously, he hasn't calmed down yet.

It was not until Zhou Yan had left for a long time that the women in the room burst into laughter as loud as silver bells.

Bai Zhirui smiled as wildly as a man and gave Zheng Yi a thumbs up: "Master, you are amazing. I was wondering if that old guy could be angered to death by you."

Zheng Yi glared at her and said, "That's your senior, don't talk nonsense."

Bai Zhirui was not afraid either: "What's wrong with the senior? Even if his cultivation is higher, he wouldn't curse me in a weird way as soon as we meet, right?"

"We are not disciples of Wuzhuang Mountain, what right does he have to scold us?"

Su Yao immediately agreed: "Sister Bai is right."

"Besides, the situation was so dangerous at that time. Should we follow his advice and fight to the death with those guys from the Nether Spirit Clan?"

"It would be really stupid to do that... Ouch."

Wen Ziyan tapped Su Yao on the head gently: "You are spoiled by me, and you even dare to make up stories about your elders."

"Although Zhou Zhijian is old-fashioned and inflexible, he is not a bad person."

"Next time I hear you talking nonsense, don't blame me for enforcing the sect rules."

Su Yao was startled and waved her hands quickly: "Master, I will never dare to do it again."

His pitiful gaze kept drifting in the direction of Bai Zhirui, as if to tell her: "Did you see that, Sister Bai? I was almost punished by the master for helping you."

Wen Ziyan's expression straightened up: "You guys go down first, I have something to talk to Zheng Yi alone."

Su Yao seemed to be afraid that Wen Ziyan would go back on her word, so she hurried over and grabbed Bai Zhirui's hand: "Sister Bai, let's go out first."

Bai Zhirui struggled desperately: "Let go of my hand first."

"Sister Bai, I heard from fellow Taoists in Wenxian Temple that they have three great fairyland scenes here. Shall we go and see them together?" Su Yao said excitedly.

"Look, you can keep your distance from me."

"I told you not to get close to me! We are all women, what would people think if they saw us..."

The two of them left the room while playing and joking.

Wen Ziyan's eyes were filled with water: "Mr. Zheng Yi, I have heard of your name for a long time. During this period of time, I have heard Su Yao talk about you a lot."

"If she hadn't told me that she already had a lover, I would have suspected that the person she liked was you."

Zheng Yi smiled and shook his head, "I think it would be better for Senior Wen to pay more attention to his apprentice."

Wen Ziyan covered her lips and chuckled: "Mr. Zheng is talking about the fact that Su Yao likes your disciple, right?"

"Don't worry about that. It's not a problem in our Xingxiu Sea."

"Maybe in your opinion, this is a bit rebellious. But I think there is no difference between liking a woman and liking a man."

"This cannot be an obstacle to love."

Zheng Yi smiled but said nothing. It was true that Wen Zi Yan was very open-minded, but compared with the world he had traveled through before, she was nothing.

Have you heard of fifty-six genders? You don’t know how to play with it, do you?
"I don't completely agree with what you said, but I won't interfere with what others think." Zheng Yi said with a smile.

Wen Ziyan was a little surprised. She had asked this question to many cultivators.

Those monks either strongly opposed it or even pointed at her nose and scolded her for being shameless.

Even though he didn't say anything on the surface, she couldn't hide the disgust in his eyes.

Although Zheng Yi disagreed, he didn't seem to dislike her opinion.

From the time they met until now, this man always brings her surprises.

I want this man more and more.

Wen Ziyan licked her lips subconsciously: "Mr. Zheng, it's better to be frank than to speak in dark terms."

"I came here today, in addition to taking back my disciple, I also have another purpose, to invite you to join us in Xingxiu Sea."

"Well..." Zheng Yi pretended to be embarrassed: "Senior, I am very grateful for your kindness. However, this matter concerns my future cultivation. Please forgive me for not being able to agree to your request now."

Wen Zi Yan narrowed her eyes when she heard that, and Zheng Yi suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of danger, as if he had been seen through by the other party.

As an emperor, Zheng Yi would naturally not be easily intimidated by the other party.

Don't say that the other party can't really see through his true colors.

Even if you can see through it, you must never show the slightest bit of guilt on the surface.

Seeing that Zheng Yi looked normal, Wen Ziyan secretly admired him.

"Mr. Zheng, although I don't know the reason, I can be sure that you have already set your sights on our Xingxiu Sea."

"I can show my sincerity first. Mr. Zheng can use all the cultivation methods, elixirs and cultivation resources below the Jindan stage at will."

"In addition, I will provide you with an extra pill for breaking through the Golden Core Stage. What do you think?" (End of this chapter)