Chapter 293 - Name of the Sword Emperor, Baihao Yixin (1/2)

Inside a tavern in Great Zhou’s Royal City.

A storyteller was speaking while fanning himself with a fan, and there were nearly 100 diners listening around him.

“That day, the sky above Skyfall was completely clear when suddenly thunderclouds gathered and a devilish wind blew—the sovereign of the demon race had arrived. He said that he wanted to take the Tianxia Map and for the Sword Emperor to get out and obediently accept his death. However, what kind of person is the Sword Emperor? He is the number one expert in the history of Great Zhou and the most powerful genius in the entire Northern Wilderness. How could he permit Jihuang Demon Lord to clamor like this?”

This storyteller looked like he was in his early forties and wore a hat. His face was slightly dark, and during key moments, his narrow eyes would widen, causing the diners to feel anticipation.

He would tell Zhou Xuanji’s story every day.

Some stories had already been repeated hundreds of times, but he would still tell them; after all, there were so many people who loved to hear them.

After Zhou Xuanji had become second in the world, very few people called him Sword God Zhou anymore and instead directly called him the Sword Emperor.

Since ancient times, the word ‘Emperor’ represented the supreme, while ‘Sword God Zhou’ sounded a bit like a conman’s name.

Of course, directly calling him Sword God sounded just as good.

“I heard that the Sword Emperor has already broken through to the Great Realization stage; is this true? He could kill the demon race’s sovereign before he broke through, so does that mean he has the strength to fight for first in the world now?” a curious diner asked, causing the others to also ask.

The storyteller slapped the fan closed against his palm and smiled as he said, “The Sword Emperor has indeed broken through to the Great Realization stage, breaking the record for the human race’s youngest cultivator to reach the Great Realization stage. However, it’s still not enough for him to defeat Yang Di.

“Yang Di has consecutively taken first place three times in a row, dominating the Northern Wilderness for 3,000 years. Wanting to defeat him is too difficult. He is the person who is most likely to become a Great Emperor, and his accomplishments in the future will not be inferior to the Hegemon Sword Emperor’s.”

The storyteller began to talk about how powerful Yang Di was, causing the diners to gasp in amazement.

In the corner of the tavern, there were two women dressed as men—they were Princess Xuanya and Princess Lingling.

Princess Xuanya had the rare Dao Embodiment Constitution that was seen once every thousand years, and with a great amount of resources from Zhou Chengxin, she had reached Spirit Fountain stage cultivation.

Princess Lingling’s cultivation was inferior to hers, but because of her posthumous marriage to Zhou Xuanji, her treatment was not any worse.

The two of them felt bored staying in the palace, so they often came out to play.

“Big sister, why do people often compare Xuanji and Yang Di? There’s no enmity between them,” Princess Lingling asked curiously. Yang Di’s public reputation was extremely good, and Zhou Xuanji was also a straightforward and upright individual. Both of them killed demons for the human race, and there was no reason for them to fight.

Princess Xuanya rolled her eyes and said grumpily, “Scholars never admit to being first, but no fighter is willing to be second. With Zhou Xuanji’s prowess, he will fight for first in the world sooner or later. Oh you, you’ve stayed in the palace for too long and don’t know enough about the world.”

Princess Lingling somewhat understood but could not fully understand. What was so important about being first in the world?

“That’s right, in my generation of cultivators, who doesn’t want to become first in the world?” A light laughter sounded out from the side as a black-clothed young man walked over and sat beside them.

He looked quite elegant and his long hair was bound by a red string. His figure was tall and straight, and he had an outstanding aura about him.

Princess Xuanya glanced at him and said, “Who asked you to sit with us?”

The black-clothed young man chuckled as he said, “My name is Baihao Yixin and think much of myself, and I am aiming for first in the world. After seeing these two ladies, your looks and smiles have caused my heart to be moved. Are you married yet?”

Princess Xuanya and Princess Lingling looked at each other, feeling speechless.

Where did this idiot come from?

Baihao Yixin could tell what they were thinking, shook his head, and laughed as he said, “You might think that I’m boasting shamelessly, but I indeed have the qualifications to compete for first in the world. Within 100 years, I will defeat Yang Di and the Sword Emperor. When that time comes, you two can be the wives of a Great Emperor. How great would that be?”

Hearing this, the two women could not help but roll their eyes, and they directly got up and left.

Looking at them leaving, Baihao Yixin did not chase after them.