337: The flawed jade is the king (76).

The battle of the Ancient God Sect came to an end, and the monstrous waves it stirred swept through the entire Five Domains with astonishing speed.

The Supreme Body caused a massive scene at Ancient God Mountain, overpowering the Three-Lotus Saint and leading to a battle between two Saint Kings.

Every single one of these events caused the name Wang Yun to become a complete legend.

On the way back to the Yu Family in the Eastern Domain.

That Hundred Flower Maiden, who called herself the Emperor of Grass and Wood, took the initiative to seek out Wang Yun.

"Your body carries the Karma of my Grass and Wood Clan."

She no longer hid anything, looking at Wang Yun with burning eyes and getting straight to the point.

"That aura shares the same root and source as the progenitor of my clan, the Ancestor of Grass and Wood."

Wang Yun looked at her and did not hide the truth.

He recounted his experience of accidentally entering the Small World where the Grass and Wood Clan was buried during his youth, burying them, eventually obtaining the heart of flora, and being gifted the progenitor's Origin seed.

After listening to Wang Yun's account, the Hundred Flower Maiden remained silent for a long time before finally performing a solemn, ancient, and noble salute to him.

"Great kindness cannot be expressed with words of thanks."

"On behalf of the Grass and Wood Clan, I thank you, Dao Brother."

She handed Wang Yun a verdant leaf that emitted vigorous vitality, as if it contained an entire world.

"This is my clan's sacred object, the 'World Leaf.' It contains an inner space, can protect the Divine Soul, and can also serve as a token. If you have any requests in the future, just activate this leaf, and I will surely arrive."

After saying this, the Hundred Flower Maiden took her leave.

Wang Yun knew she was going to that burial ground to pay respects to her ancestors.

Afterward, Gu Zhan also found Wang Yun.

This burly and domineering Saint King looked at Wang Yun with a complex expression, filled with both relief and emotion.

Gu Zhan solemnly returned the hongmeng sword to Wang Yun.

"This sword has a spirit. Since you share a destiny with my Gu Family's Ancestor Yun, from today onward, it shall temporarily accompany you in battle. Do not let its prestige fall."

"This..."

Wang Yun hesitated slightly.

Gu Zhan waved his hand and laughed heartily.

"What kind of Young Great Emperor would it be if he didn't even have a handy weapon?"

"Take it! You've earned this."

He paused, his expression becoming exceptionally solemn.

"Kid, do whatever you want to do."

"From now on, I, Gu Zhan, will be your Dao Protector on the path to becoming an Emperor. Whoever dares to touch you must first answer to my fists."

These words were not just a promise, but an investment.

It was an early investment by Gu Zhan, and even the Gu Family, in Wang Yun, the future Great Emperor.

Wang Yun accepted the hongmeng sword and bowed deeply to Gu Zhan... When Wang Yun and his party returned to Yu Tian City, the place had already taken on a new look.

Under the leadership of Yu Changqing, the members of the Qingmu Lineage officially took over the Yu Family.

Upon learning that the Supreme Body had returned, accompanied by several Saint Realm experts and a Saint King as a Dao Protector, the entire Eastern Domain was shaken.

Those forces that were once close to the Yu Family's Main Lineage and had oppressed the Qingmu Lineage were now in a state of constant anxiety.

The Golden Crow Ancient Clan was one of them.

Their Holy Lord personally brought heavy gifts and came to apologize, maintaining an extremely humble posture, only seeking to appease the Supreme Body's wrath.

Yu Changqing stepped forward on behalf of Wang Yun, accepted the gifts, but also made it clear that while they might be spared the death penalty, they would not escape punishment. He ordered the Golden Crow Ancient Clan to guard the border of the Eastern Domain and resist the Yao Race for a thousand years to atone for their sins.

The Golden Crow Ancient Clan did not dare to have the slightest complaint and accepted the order with gratitude.

With the strong rise of the Yu Family, countless Venerable-level forces came to seek refuge and submit.

A massive Alliance centered around the reborn Yu Family had already begun to take shape in the Eastern Domain.

At the same time, the entire Five Domains welcomed a true Golden Great Age due to the conclusion of the Ancient Starry Road.

The Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi became increasingly dense, and the Great Dao Laws became more active. Countless old monsters who had been stuck in the Heavenly Venerable Realm for many years had epiphanies, triggering Saint Tribulations and breaking through their Bottlenecks.

For a time, Saints appeared frequently in the Five Domains, creating a magnificent sight.

Inside the Yu Family, everything was also flourishing.

Chen Yang and Luo Xi were honored as Guest Elder Saint Ancestors of the Yu Family, Cultivating here in peace to consolidate their Saint Realm.

Wang Yun's grandfather, the Qingmu Heavenly Venerable Yu Changqing, after experiencing the Family's upheaval and receiving feedback from Wang Yun, reached a state of Perfection in his state of mind. He also found the opportunity to break through to the Saint Realm and chose to enter secluded cultivation to do so.

Wang Yun personally acted as his Dao Protector.

He knew that although his grandfather had a deep foundation, he had ultimately wasted thousands of years. To ensure absolute success, Wang Yun set foot in the Northern Plains alone once again.

This time, he descended directly upon the Demon Court.

Facing the Lord of the Demon Court, a terrifying existence who had once fought with the Gu Family's War Ancestor, Wang Yun understood that this action had to be swift and quiet.

Ultimately, Wang Yun plundered an extraordinary Saint Medicine from a core location in the Demon Court's territory and left elegantly, leaving the Lord of the Demon Court—that old loach—to roar all night, his dragon cries echoing throughout the Northern Plains.

As for Old Mo, under the nourishment of the divine medicines Wang Yun provided regardless of cost, not only did his injuries fully recover, but he also broke through his own shackles, successfully condensing a Dao Fruit and stepping into the Venerable Realm.

When he looked at the young man before him, who had already grown into a titan of the Five Domains, and remembered the thin, weak child in the valley who cried because he was mocked for having no name, he couldn't help but shed tears of relief.

With his help, Wang Yun's parents also cleansed their marrow and refined their bones, reshaping their dao foundation, and finally embarked on the path of Cultivation they had dreamed of.

Everything was back on track.

While protecting his grandfather, Wang Yun himself entered deep secluded cultivation once more.

Time flies during cultivation.

Six hundred years passed in the blink of an eye.

Three hundred years ago, Yu Changqing had successfully crossed the Saint Tribulation, becoming the fourth Saint of the Yu Family, which allowed the "One Clan, Four Saints" Yu Family to completely solidify its position as the hegemon of the Eastern Domain.

But Wang Yun understood that this was still far from enough.

The Yu Family seemed powerful, but it lacked a Saint King who could anchor its foundation.

Before behemoths like the Flying Immortal Sect and the Ancient God Sect, which possessed Saint Kings and even more terrifying existences, they were still fragile.

One day, Gu Zhan suddenly sent an urgent message.

"The Boundary Pass is in turmoil. A Boundary Envoy has arrived to deliver a decree. I will depart today to guard the Boundary Pass, and my return date is uncertain."

"Kid, take care of yourself."

This news made Wang Yun's heart tighten.

He knew that without the protection of a Saint King like Gu Zhan, those forces eyeing him would likely come knocking again soon.

He had to break through as soon as possible and possess the strength to protect himself and even contend with a Saint King.

A sense of urgency surged in his heart once more.

Wang Yun's secluded cultivation entered its final sprint.

Another three hundred years passed.

That day, a heavenly phenomenon appeared in the sky above the Yu Family's ancestral land.

An aura more terrifying than any before it shot straight into the sky from the secret room where Wang Yun was in seclusion.

Behind him, beside the already perfected Two-Lotus Dao Fruit, a third dao lotus slowly condensed.

It was a lotus that seemed to be condensed from the power of life and death across eternal eons, with dao patterns flowing upon it, filled with the intent of silent termination.

Three-Lotus Saint Realm, attained!