C11 Going Back!

"Lord, I am pleased to report that I have successfully eliminated Cao Cao within five years," Zhou Yu announced to Lyu Bu with palpable excitement.

"Well done," Lyu Bu nodded approvingly. "Now that Cao Cao has been vanquished by our forces, the time has come to unite the realm."

Lyu Bu was aware that his time in this world was limited, with less than a year remaining. Nevertheless, this was ample time to fulfill the task of unifying the Three Kingdoms.

"Issue my command: the troops of all three armies are to accompany me to Chang'an. I intend to establish the capital there and found a new empire, which shall be known as Jin," Lyu Bu declared with authority.

"At once, my lord," Zhou Yu responded, bowing with his fist clasped before departing to execute the order.

Lu Su, Chen Gong, Gao Shun, Zhang Liao, and others came forward to offer their congratulations to Lyu Bu. "My lord, under your leadership, we have brought an end to these troubled times with remarkable ease. You are truly a divine sovereign."

Lyu Bu remained stoic in the face of such praise. His prolonged campaign to unify the Three Kingdoms was a strategic choice, allowing him ample time to cultivate his skills in this world.

Yuwen Tian was naturally gifted, and although the world of the Three Kingdoms was a barren place for cultivating Yuan energy compared to the Mirage Sea Realm, he did not depend on external sources for his cultivation. After dedicating over twenty years, he had achieved the Third Sky of the Purple Palace level of cultivation, a result with which Yuwen Tian was quite content.

A month later, with preparations complete, Lyu Bu ascended the throne in Chang'an, proclaiming the nation as Jin with Diao Chan as his Empress, and issued a general amnesty.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, for completing the mission of world unification. You have been rewarded with 1,000 villain's points."

"System, does returning to the main world, the Mirage Sea Realm, from the Three Kingdoms require the use of villain's points?" Yuwen Tian inquired suddenly.

"Yes, but the amount of villain's points needed is not fixed; it varies. This time, the return to the Mirage Sea Realm will cost 700 villain's points," the system's voice echoed faintly in Yuwen Tian's mind.

"Damn, after all the effort to earn 1,000 villain's points, I'm left with only 300 to use. This is maddening," Yuwen Tian muttered, exasperated.

He had certainly made some gains. At the very least, his cultivation had ascended to the third level of the Violet Palace Realm, giving him enough clout to vie for the title of Holy Son of Heaven against Yang Fann, the previous top disciple of the Heaven Sect.

Three months later, in the imperial court of Chang'an, Lyu Bu ceded the throne to his son, Lu Feng, with Diao Chan presiding as the Empress Dowager, ruling from behind the curtains.

Subsequently, amidst the astonished stares of the assembled officials, Lyu Bu transformed into a beam of golden light and shot into the heavens, vanishing from sight.

Lu Su, thinking quickly on his feet, declared, "The Great Emperor has transcended through his martial cultivation, attaining immortality and ascending to the heavens."

In the wake of this event, the practice of martial arts surged throughout the once-troubled lands of Jin, with everyone aspiring to emulate Lyu Bu's legendary ascent.

Yuwen Tian, feeling a wave of dizziness, found himself back in the room where his seclusion had taken place.

Upon his return, Yuwen Tian gauged the Qi within his Dantian, sensing the robust and dense natural Yuan Qi coursing through it. A smile crept onto his face as he realized, "Indeed, this is the cultivation of the third level of the Violet Palace Realm."

"Hu, how long was I in seclusion?" Yuwen Tian inquired.

"Young master, you have been cultivating for a total of twenty days. There are only ten days remaining before the contest for the Holy Son of Heaven," Hu responded.

As expected, a year in the Three Kingdoms equated to merely a day in the Mirage Sea Realm. Yuwen Tian gestured for Hu to step out.

With ten days to spare, Yuwen Tian was not about to waste any time. Considering Yang Fann was rumored to possess the fourth-level cultivation of the Violet Palace Realm and was the strongest disciple of the previous session, he was sure to have more than a few tricks up his sleeve.

"System, you mentioned that villain's points could accelerate my mastery of cultivation techniques and martial skills. I want to use the remaining 300 villain's points to grasp the Heaven Divine Arts now," Yuwen Tian stated.

"Villain's points do indeed offer that capability. Host, are you certain you want to deploy all 300 villain's points?"

"Actually, let's hold onto 100 villain's points for contingency. Use 200 villain's points to assist me in mastering the Heaven Divine Arts first," Yuwen Tian decided after a moment's thought.

"Alright, you just need to meditate on the contents of the Heaven Divine Arts, and the system will automatically aid you in your understanding."

Yuwen Tian didn't hesitate. He immediately sat down cross-legged and began to focus on recalling the Heaven Divine Arts in his mind.

As the cornerstone technique of the Heaven Sect, Yuwen Tian had committed every detail of the Heaven Divine Arts to memory.

As he delved into his recollections, Yuwen Tian experienced a sensation unlike any other he had felt before.

With his eyes closed, the script of the Heaven Divine Arts transformed into golden, tadpole-like characters that floated before him, while a series of distinct voices echoed in his head.

It was as though a master deeply versed in the technique was meticulously guiding Yuwen Tian through each phrase.

Seizing this invaluable opportunity, Yuwen Tian immersed himself fully, concentrating on the previously elusive aspects of the Heaven Divine Arts.

"Ding! 200 villain's points consumed." After two hours, the system's voice faintly echoed in Yuwen Tian's mind.

Upon hearing this, Yuwen Tian frowned in annoyance. "Damn, that's too quick for 200 villain's points to be used up."

Yet, in just two hours, Yuwen Tian could feel the bottleneck of his Violet Palace Realm's third level beginning to give way, indicating that the villain's points were well spent.

Shaking his head, Yuwen Tian cast aside his concerns and silently awaited the forthcoming battle for the title of Holy Son of Heaven.

At Heaven Sect's Yang Lightning Peak, Yang Dingtian had come to realize that he was no longer a contender against Yuwen Tian, especially after witnessing his prowess in the Violet Palace Realm. Therefore, he had no intention of vying for the Holy Son of Heaven title.

Still, Yang Dingtian couldn't shake off his resentment. Yuwen Tian's arrogance irked him, and the thought of Yuwen Tian possibly claiming the title again made him bristle.

In his frustration, Yang Dingtian sought out Yang Fann, his elder brother and a formidable figure.

"Brother Fan, the contest for the Holy Son of Heaven is just a few days away. The whole Heaven Sect knows it will come down to either you or Yuwen Tian," Yang Dingtian told the strikingly handsome young man with sword-like brows and piercing eyes.

Yang Fann, clad in a white robe, stood leisurely atop the cliff, letting the breeze play with his garments, his demeanor serene and detached.

"Having resolved to vie for the title of Holy Son of Heaven, I am without equal," Yang Fann declared imperiously. "Yuwen Tian is nothing more than a jester. Do you really think I consider him a threat?"

"Big brother, I'm well aware that Yuwen Tian stands no chance against you. It's just that I find him particularly irksome. I hope you can thrash him into submission in the contest for the Holy Son of Heaven. Better yet, utterly cripple him," Yang Dingtian stated with a menacing scowl, his face twisted with malice as if he longed to dispatch Yuwen Tian personally.

Yang Fann raised an eyebrow at Yang Dingtian's spiteful tone. "To my knowledge, you have no personal vendetta against Yuwen Tian. What fuels such animosity?"

The truth was, Yang Dingtian's jealousy was the driving force. Both he and Yuwen Tian were among the top three core disciples of their generation, similar in age, and Yang Dingtian couldn't bear the thought of Yuwen Tian outshining him.

The image of Yuwen Tian's triumphant defeat of the sect's Violet Palace Realm elders filled Yang Dingtian with a fiery envy; he yearned to be the one commanding such respect.

With a perceptive glance, Yang Fann quickly grasped Yang Dingtian's petty motives.

A slight smile graced his lips as he reassured, "Rest easy. Should Yuwen Tian dare to challenge me for the Holy Son of Heaven, I'll certainly take him down."

"Thank you, big brother," Yang Dingtian replied, his mood instantly buoyed. He reveled in the fantasy of a defeated Yuwen Tian groveling at his feet, the thought alone bringing him immense satisfaction.

The notion that Yang Fann might not prevail over Yuwen Tian never crossed Yang Dingtian's mind. To him, Yang Fann was an esteemed Fourth Sky of the Violet Palace Realm, while Yuwen Tian was merely a novice. No prodigy could possibly stand against him.

Deep within the lavish halls of Heaven Sect, Sect Master Gu Xuan addressed the white-bearded Great Elder Fu Xuan, "Great Elder, who do you believe stands the best chance of becoming the Holy Son of Heaven in tomorrow's selection?"

Great Elder Fu Xuan, his face exuding kindness, with occasional glints of sharpness piercing through his cloudy eyes, replied softly, "I've heard that Yang Fann, the top true disciple from the previous group, is contending for the title of Holy Son of Heaven. Given that, Yuwen Tian's prospects seem rather slim."

Gu Xuan, a middle-aged man radiating a profound presence, was of average height and had unremarkable features. Yet, standing there effortlessly, he seemed like the focal point of the universe, exuding an inexplicable allure.

With a slight smile, Gu Xuan mused, "Yang Fann and Yuwen Tian, one was the premier true disciple of the last group, and the other holds that title in the current one. By all accounts, with nearly a decade more experience, Yang Fann should outclass Yuwen Tian. However, I'm hoping for a pleasant surprise from Yuwen Tian tomorrow."

Fu Xuan looked mildly astonished. "Master, are you favoring Yuwen Tian?"

"Indeed, I am. Deep down, I wish for Yuwen Tian to become the Holy Son of Heaven. The Grand Elder backs him, and besides, Yuwen Tian is young, a mere twenty years old, unmatched by his peers, making him a worthy candidate for the title," Gu Xuan explained.

Fu Xuan nodded in agreement. "However, with Yang Fann in the fray, Yuwen Tian might just have to accept his misfortune."

The position of a sect's Holy Son is essentially the face of the sect, and all of Heaven Sect's disciples are eagerly anticipating tomorrow's contest for the revered title.

"It seems the Holy Son of our Heaven Sect will be either Yuwen Tian or Yang Fann," was the consensus among nearly everyone.

"Some are convinced it will be Yang Fann, given his superior cultivation level seems to completely overshadow Yuwen Tian," observed those with keen insight into the matter.