Perfection: The Eastern Emperor Bell manifests, I am the Golden Crow Heavenly Emperor

Chapter 90 The Quasi-Immortal Emperor Who Was Waiting
The butcher remained indifferent, but the killing intent he had been holding onto Lu Xuan lessened slightly. He simply said coldly, "Your path has a bloody smell; it's a path."

His assessment was simple and direct.

Lu Xuan smiled slightly, not caring about the two people's attitudes, but looking at the center of their argument—the two completely different cultivation paths outlined on the ground using the principles of the Dao.

One theory, proposed by those selling counterfeit medicine, suggests that they divide themselves to steal from all the myriad paths of the universe.

The other type is that of a butcher, who tempers his body through countless tribulations, using killing to fuel killing, thus forging an "indestructible body."

"Both of their paths seek transcendence through extreme methods."

Lu Xuan spoke slowly, revealing the key point in one sentence.

"Brother Yao's method is ingenious, but too much of a good thing can be bad. If one cannot truly master all the ways and harmonize Yin and Yang, there is a risk of backlash. Fellow Daoist Butcher's path is fierce and ruthless, but excessive killing can easily lead to losing one's true self and becoming a weapon that only knows how to kill."

His words pointed directly to the core hidden dangers of the two men's methods, causing both the fake medicine seller and the butcher to change color simultaneously.

"Hmph! Easier said than done! To rule all paths? How easy is that! You try it if you dare!" The fake medicine seller was somewhat unconvinced.

"Killing is my nature, so how can I be lost?" The butcher's voice remained cold.

Lu Xuan said no more, but with a slight thought, three blurry phantoms flashed and disappeared behind him.

Although it was only for a moment, the Daoist rhythm of good and evil flowing in and out of the primordial chaos caused both the fake medicine seller and the butcher to be startled!
"Is this... cutting off distracting thoughts and clarifying one's true self? No, it's more like...embracing oneness?"

The man selling counterfeit medicine showed intense interest; he was an expert in differentiation techniques and was most sensitive to changes in aura.

"Three extreme intentions... can actually coexist?" A slight fluctuation flashed in the butcher's unchanging eyes. His way of killing was pure, but he also knew the drawbacks of being pure to the extreme.

Lu Xuan, using his own profound insights into "severing the three corpses" and "chaotic battle against immortality," did not provide a direct answer, but rather offered a completely new perspective.

In the days that followed, Lu Xuan did not rush to leave.

He and these two eccentric yet exceptionally talented young immortal kings began a long discussion on the Dao amidst the ruins of countless medicinal herbs.

He discussed with those selling counterfeit medicine the commonalities of the properties of medicine (yin and yang), the cycle of life and death, and the evolution of chaos.

The fake medicine seller would sometimes have a sudden realization, and sometimes scratch his head in bewilderment, constantly devising various profound principles for Lu Xuan to "appreciate," which made Lu Xuan both amused and exasperated, but he also gained a lot of inspiration about the essence of life and the transformation of laws from it.

He and the butcher exchanged the true meaning of killing.

The butcher's killing is pure destruction.

Lu Xuan's wars encompassed both conquest and expansion, including destruction.

The two even simulated a battle using their divine senses. Lu Xuan used the chaos to contain and resolve the extreme killing intent, and then used the will of the Battle Immortal to guide the killing intent to condense and sublimate.

Although the butcher didn't talk much, after each conversation, the coldness in his eyes seemed to melt a little, and his understanding of his own way became more profound.

Although the three of them followed different paths, they were all on the road to pursuing excellence and transcendence.

Through repeated clashes of ideas and verification of the great truth, the initial wariness and disputes gradually transformed into mutual appreciation and respect.

The discovery of the fake medicine seller was due to Lu Xuan's understanding of the essence of the Great Dao, which far exceeded his imagination. He could often pinpoint the hidden dangers in the Great Dao incisively.

The Butcher felt that Lu Xuan was the only one who could truly understand his way of killing and who could debate with him on equal terms without being at a disadvantage.

I don't know how much time has passed, maybe thousands of years, maybe tens of thousands of years.

On this day, the discussion was temporarily suspended.

The butcher silently untied a seemingly ordinary strip of cloth from the cleaver wrapped around his back and handed it to Lu Xuan: "This has accompanied me in battle, imbued with endless killing intent. It can slay inner demons and shatter illusions."

Lu Xuan accepted the gift solemnly, knowing it was an immense gift to his two friends. "My two fellow Daoists, if fate allows, we shall meet again in the Boundary Sea." Lu Xuan cupped his hands in greeting, knowing he should continue on his journey.

"Go ahead, go ahead. Maybe one day when I become a real emperor, I'll have to come and test my skills against you!"

The man selling fake medicine waved his hand, a sly smile on his face.

The butcher simply nodded, but a hint of barely perceptible approval flickered in his eyes.

Lu Xuan transformed into chaotic immortal light and set off once more.

After bidding farewell to the fake medicine seller and the butcher, Lu Xuan rode the Chaos Immortal Light and resolutely headed towards the deepest part of the Boundary Sea, towards the ancient palace that he could perceive as clearly as a dark beacon.

The deeper one goes, the more terrifying the scenery of the Boundary Sea becomes.

The remnants of the stars lost their last luster, turning into cold, stubborn rocks. A suffocating silence and a sense of oppression from the depths of the soul filled the void, as if an ultimate terror capable of devouring everything lurked ahead.

After traveling for an unknown amount of time, a massive dike appeared at the end of his vision, stretching across the boundary sea.

The dam, constructed of some unknown material, was dark gray in color and towering and boundless, as if separating two completely different universes.

The dam is engraved with countless ancient and blurred patterns, which seem to tell the epic of a forgotten era, or like some kind of supreme seal.

On one side of the dike lies the relatively calm border sea, while on the other side lies an absolute forbidden zone churning with the deepest darkness, seemingly capable of swallowing even light.

At the highest point of the dam, a solitary figure in a blue robe stood quietly.

He stood with his back to the direction Lu Xuan came from, his posture upright, yet exuding an ancient desolation and loneliness.

Simply by standing there, he seemed to become the sole focus of this desolate sea, and even the surging darkness seemed to retreat slightly because of his presence.

It was that nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor!
Lu Xuan's heart tightened suddenly.

He never expected to encounter this mysterious figure again here, in this way.

He concealed his presence, flew slowly closer, and stopped some distance from the dam as a sign of respect.

The moment he stopped, the figure in the blue robe on the embankment slowly turned around.

His face was still unclear, but one could feel the gaze, shrouded in a hazy glow, calmly falling upon Lu Xuan.

That gaze no longer held the indifference and majesty it had displayed when suppressing the dark giants; instead, it carried a knowingness that seemed to pierce through eternity…

A faint, indescribable, complex emotion.

"You came."

The nameless Quasi-Immortal Emperor spoke, his voice calm, yet it resonated deep within Lu Xuan's mind, carrying an undeniable certainty.

“I can sense that the flow of time within you is not entirely in sync with this world.”

He figured it out!
It directly exposed Lu Xuan's biggest secret!

Lu Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, but he wasn't surprised.

Having reached the level of a Quasi-Immortal Emperor, one has already touched upon the root of time, space, and causality. It is not impossible for them to see through his identity as a "future traveler".

He met that gaze with composure, cupped his hands, and said, "Junior Lu Xuan greets Your Majesty. Your Majesty has discerning eyes; this junior is indeed not of this world."

(End of this chapter)