Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

Not only her, but many of the younger generation in the audience didn't even pay much attention to the Heavenly King's majestic figure, and quite a few even had the thought of bowing down and kneeling in worship.

Unlike Xu Guangying, the unassuming half-immortal, who lived a life of quiet seclusion in the city, Gu Tianwang, also a half-immortal, exuded an aura of supreme authority. Simply by standing there, his imperial majesty emanated spontaneously.

There's a reason for that, of course—

Perhaps some people don't know, but Chu Xin, as a princess of the Lantian Empire, who had some connection with the Emperor's Pavilion, knew very well.

"After all, he was an emperor recognized by God..."

"Good heavens?" Jiang Yuetian was stunned, a look of astonishment flashing across her delicate face: "What do you mean?"

"It means exactly what it sounds like." Chu Xin sighed helplessly as she thought of her father. "King Gu is different from my father. My father is the emperor of the Lantian Empire, but the head of the Emperor Pavilion, his title of emperor is not self-proclaimed, but recognized by the Heavenly Dao."

"The Way of Heaven?!"

Xiao Lin Yuan was quite frightened by this title of the leader of the Three Thousand Great Daos: "Does this mean that the Heavenly Dao also acknowledges that uncle as... the emperor?"

Chu Xin nodded, her gaze complex as she looked at Gu Tianwang, who was chatting and laughing with Xu Banxian: "Being recognized as a king by the Three Thousand Great Daos is something that every generation of Emperor Pavilion Masters will experience. He can suppress most cultivators with lower cultivation levels than himself without even having to circulate his cultivation techniques, relying on his imperial might, or rather... heavenly might."

The might of Heaven is overwhelming; how many in the entire world can withstand the power of Heaven's will?

Jiang Shaoguang continued to drink casually, and said expressionlessly, "Those who are favored by the Three Thousand Great Daos, if not for that, I'm afraid the Emperor Pavilion would not have been able to survive for such a long time. After all, it has been millions of years and it is still the number one sect in the world... It is precisely because it is protected by the Three Thousand Great Daos."

"Is God giving the Imperial Pavilion special treatment?"

Lin Yuan didn't know where she learned this word from, but she guessed that Yun Ping taught her.

Chu Chenxi chimed in, "That's pretty much the gist of it. I'm so envious... With three thousand Great Daos protecting a sect, wouldn't the Emperor Pavilion's position never fall?"

"Not necessarily."

Jiang Yuetian said calmly.

All eyes turned to Jiang Yuetian, making the usually quiet second senior brother of Yuntian Academy feel a little shy.

Jiang Shaoguang looked at Jiang Yuetian's profile, smiled slightly, and echoed, "Yes, that's not necessarily true."

"You two..." Chu Xin looked at the two of them, who were speaking in unison, with a slightly strange expression: "What do you mean?"

Fan Luokui finally understood, and shook her head with a barely perceptible smile.

Yes, that's not necessarily true.

Everything will weather away with time, but perhaps Heaven is indeed protecting the Imperial Pavilion, ensuring its eternal existence.

But the problem is—

No one knows how long Heaven can protect the Imperial Pavilion.

Meanwhile, outside the imperial palace, people from four different directions arrived simultaneously.

Although the four factions dressed very differently, they shared a common peculiar characteristic—

They all carried rather conspicuous gifts.

“Heavenly King…” Xu Guangying looked at the majestic and imposing Heavenly King Gu in front of her, her gaze shifting slightly: “The people from the Four Sects have arrived.”

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, King Gu seemed to find it amusing, and turned his head to look at the four forces gathered in front of him.

—The four arts of playing the zither, playing chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Although these four families inherited Emperor Wen's unique skills, King Gu, as a descendant of Empress Wu, did not dislike them. After all, the gifts they gave were treasures among treasures in the world.

King Gu stood outside the imperial palace like an emperor awaiting tribute, while below him gathered the masters of the four arts: music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

Although the Qin Sect brought many gifts this time, the most valuable one was the Linghe Baiqin, one of the thirty-six ancient zithers. It was once used by Emperor Wen in his youth and is one of the most treasured possessions of the Qin Sect. Normally, it would not be given to outsiders, but this time, in order to get closer to the Imperial Pavilion, they probably went to great lengths.

With a faint smile, King Gu accepted the Spirit Crane White Zither, gently stroking its body, and exclaimed, "Not bad, the zither still retains the power of the immortals; it's a treasure!"

The members of the Qin Sect were overjoyed. King Gu's willingness to accept this treasure was naturally an affirmation of their Qin Sect!

Following the Qin school, members of the Hua school also began to present their treasures.

The treasure that the Painting Master brought with him this time was an authentic work by Emperor Wen, which had been treasured within the Painting Master's collection for a long time!

A scroll of "The Mountain Song Family" was suddenly presented before King Gu. Its vast immortal power seemed to engulf everything around it, and even King Gu was stunned for a few seconds.

It's an authentic work by Emperor Wen!

When this painting was displayed, almost no one in the room could remain calm.

While the thirty-six ancient zithers are indeed incredibly precious, of Emperor Wen's genuine works, only five paintings and three poems have been revealed and made known to the public so far!

This time, the painting master actually brought out one of the five original scrolls!

Greed gradually surfaced in everyone's eyes. Everyone knew how precious and rare a true immortal's work was, but this greed quickly vanished.

Because this is the Imperial Pavilion, no one can cause trouble under King Gu's nose.

Gu Tianwang slowly recovered his senses, and his gaze towards the painting changed slightly: "A true masterpiece by an immortal! The masters of the painting school are truly skilled. I, Gu Tianwang, thank you all for your kindness today!"

A single word of thanks made the members of the Painting Sect so happy they almost flew to heaven. Although the sect leader of the Painting Sect still looked pained, his pale face improved somewhat after Gu Tianwang's words of thanks.

Next came the presentation of the treasure by the scholar.

The Book Sect has really gone all out this time. Perhaps because the four sects of Qin, Qi, Shu, and Hua are already in competition, the Book Sect has brought out a treasure from a True Immortal!

"This is the pen used by Emperor Wen when he created the three killing poems. Now, at the grand banquet of the Imperial Pavilion, this item will be given to the Pavilion Master first."

It's another item belonging to Emperor Wen!

King Gu's expression trembled slightly. Perhaps even he hadn't expected that these four sects would go to such lengths, bringing out all their most treasured secrets!

Upon receiving the Execution Brush, which was wrapped in a porcelain white cloth, King Gu could even sense the divine power that was about to erupt from it. He did not open it to explore its contents, but instead smiled and put it into his pocket.

"Since you are so kind, I really dare not refuse. Thank you all."

In this way, Shuzong's gift can be considered to have been effective.

Finally, the gift from the Go master.

Like the previous three, it was also an item used by Emperor Wen.

Perhaps because the gifts from the first three sects had greatly shocked everyone, the others were already numb and indifferent when they saw the Chess Sect take out the Yin-Yang Chess Board.

These are all items from the true immortals!

Any one of these four gifts, if placed in a sect, would be a treasure that would attract countless people to fight and plunder. Their value cannot be measured by mere price; they are all priceless.

Finally, after receiving the gifts from the four schools of music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, King Gu's smile grew even brighter. He first arranged all the people from the four schools to suitable positions, and then walked towards the main hall of the imperial palace.

Northern Ice Palace, Blue Feather Heavenly Palace, Three-Day Academy, Four Schools of Music, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, Lantian Empire...

The powerful figures who could normally shake the three great realms with a stomp of their feet were all gathered here at this moment.

They all gave the Imperial Pavilion a tremendous amount of face!

King Gu also knew that it was time for the ceremony to begin.

He arrived at the depths of the hall, where a bright red carpet covered the layers of steps, and at the end of the steps was the magnificent golden throne.

On each of the handles on either side of the throne are two long golden dragons, and behind the throne is a dazzling golden ray of light, like the sun. King Gu sits on it, looking like an emperor who looks down on the world.

He looked down at the crowd that had already gathered and smiled faintly.

The next moment, his voice, imbued with a vast imperial might, resounded throughout the entire Imperial Pavilion.

"Today, at the grand banquet of the Emperor's Pavilion, I would like to thank everyone for coming and supporting me, King Gu, and for giving me face."

"And today is not only the day I abdicate, but also the day my most beloved disciple, the most talented person in my Imperial Pavilion, ascends to the throne—"

"He will inherit my mantle and become the new head of the Imperial Pavilion."

"Perhaps none of you have ever seen my disciple before. That's because I have been secretly nurturing him all these years. Today is his coronation day, and it's time for you all to meet the future master of my Imperial Pavilion."

"Your Majesty, come out."

Following Gu Tianwang's words, a figure slowly emerged from behind the throne in the main hall.

Like King Gu, he wore a red and white imperial Taoist robe and also possessed a robust physique.

Just when everyone thought a second Gu Tianwang was about to appear, Gu Wangjun's honest and unassuming face, devoid of any majesty, appeared before them.

Yes, apart from his bright and beautiful Taoist robe, Gu Wangjun was nothing like Gu Tianwang, who was majestic and domineering. He had no spiritual energy or radiance flowing around him, and he had an honest appearance but no temperament whatsoever.

He was just like a young man farming in an ordinary rural family.

Even more strangely, he grinned at the crowd below.

That smile only made him look more honest and even a little silly.

87. Don't rush, wait for me to go up.

"This is... the successor of the Emperor's Pavilion?"

Lan Tian suddenly realized that there might be something wrong with her eyes.

The man noticed Lan Tianyi's stunned expression and immediately covered her mouth to stop her from saying anything inappropriate. He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Tianyi, don't talk nonsense. Even if you think there's something wrong with the other person, don't talk nonsense in the Emperor's Pavilion's territory."

Although it wasn't just Lan Tianyi, almost everyone felt a huge sense of disappointment the moment Gu Wangjun appeared.

They originally thought that the new successor of the Imperial Pavilion would at least be a gentleman with elegant manners, magnanimity and boldness. This could be seen from the name Wang Jun. Even if he wasn't, he should at least have a domineering aura.

But what about Gu Wangjun? He's a complete farmer! He has no class, no manners, and even his silly grin is like that of a commoner.

Not to mention Lan Tianyi, even her martial aunt, who was covering Lan Tianyi's mouth to prevent her from speaking, had some doubts in her heart about whether this person was really the successor of the Emperor Pavilion.

“￥#%@#￥@￥@%…” Lan Tianyi’s mouth, which was covered, uttered a string of untranslatable words.

Moreover, the girl's expression began to look strange, which made the man who was Lan Tianyi's uncle and guardian feel a little puzzled. However, he still warned the girl, Tianyi.

"Tianyi, promise your martial uncle not to say anything out of line, okay?"

“@￥%！@！￥……”

Lan Tianyi struggled a few more times, but in the end he couldn't resist his master's advice, so he had to lower his head and nod helplessly.

Believing that Lan Tianyi wouldn't cause trouble at this time, the man slowly released his hand from Lan Tianyi's.

As soon as Lan Tianyi was freed, she immediately began to stare anxiously at her martial uncle.

"Uncle-Master, I didn't mean to talk about that kind of thing. I meant... there's a big problem with this successor of the Emperor's Pavilion!"

"Is there... a problem?" The man didn't quite understand what Lan Tianyi was saying.