Chapter 678: Finale
"Host's disciple has become the first human race Divine King of the Hongyuan Continent, receiving great destiny upon his body. Rewarding host with the opportunity to receive Heavenly Mandate. Host may choose to accept or cancel."
Within the Wendao Sect, Chu Feng heard the System Brother's long-unheard voice and subconsciously asked: "Why isn't the Heavenly Mandate descending directly this time?"
System: "Heavenly Mandate is a light of destiny descending from the Ninth Heaven. This system is only responsible for receiving and guiding it, not for accepting it."
Chu Feng immediately understood. So it seemed this system couldn't bear the Heavenly Mandate itself—only if he was willing could he receive it. He immediately made his choice: "I choose to receive the Heavenly Mandate."
Since he had already walked to this point, there was no need to retreat. Only by going to a broader world could he see more beautiful scenery.
"After eighty-one days, the Heavenly Mandate shall descend. Please prepare to receive it, host."
After speaking, the system disappeared as usual without any movement. Chu Feng didn't continue to disturb it either. In these remaining eighty-one days, he only wanted to accompany his family properly and bid farewell to his disciples.
That very day, he brought his wives and old friends to the Wendao Sect, holding a grand banquet.
After three rounds of wine, Old Man Meng was the first to speak: "Little Feng, after a hundred years of separation, I never expected that you've already become a Divine Emperor. Your master is far inferior to you."
Chu Feng said with a smile: "Master praises me too highly. Without Master's shelter that day, there would be no disciple's today. I never expected that meeting to change the trajectory of my life."
Old Man Meng fell into contemplation upon hearing these words, and couldn't help but recall the scenes from several hundred years ago. He took a sip of wine and asked: "Little Feng, are you considering bearing the Heavenly Mandate?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone's gazes fell upon Chu Feng. There was curiosity in their eyes, anticipation, and reluctance.
Chu Feng nodded: "Indeed. I have already decided to bear the Heavenly Mandate and ascend to the Ninth Heaven."
Before he finished speaking, the entire venue fell silent.
Click!
From among the crowd, someone's chopsticks dropped to the ground, making a sound that brought everyone's thoughts back to reality.
Chu Feng raised his wine cup once more: "Alright, let's not talk about this anymore. Let's drink first—after all, drink today while the wine is here..."
"Cheers!"
"Cheers!"
After the banquet ended, Chu Feng once again shared a bed with his two wives. Though the two women weren't Divine Kings yet, they weren't far from it, and their bodies had no burden.
Eighty-one days passed far too quickly for a cultivator like Chu Feng, but he had long been prepared. When this day arrived, he felt no reluctance, nor did he specially bid farewell to anyone.
That early morning, purple qi came from the east above the Wendao Sect, stretching for tens of thousands of miles. The entire Hongyuan Continent was shrouded in purple mist. Such phenomena naturally alarmed the great powers of the hundred races. Seeing that the Wendao Sect actually manifested such phenomena, their fear of the Wendao Sect grew even deeper.
Chu Feng sat on the highest peak of the Wendao Sect. Many colleagues from the Wendao Sect, the Sacred Academy, and the Wendao Academy came to observe Chu Feng's ascension.
He slowly raised his head to look at the sky. After an unknown period of time, nine-colored immortal lights descended from the heavens one after another. Each ray of light contained supreme destiny.
Zhen Shen Wang exclaimed upon seeing this scene: "Heavenly Mandate has descended. Little Feng, quickly open your True God totems to bear the Heavenly Mandate. Bear however many you can."
Upon hearing this, twelve True God totems appeared behind Chu Feng. Each time a True God totem manifested, all living beings of the Hongyuan Continent submitted.
The nine-colored immortal light sprinkled upon the True God totems, making them seem as if they had come alive. As the days passed, the twelve True God totems transformed into twelve immortals. They looked exactly like their totems, yet different from Chu Feng.
At the same time, the phenomena in the sky also dissipated. A ladder slowly appeared in the sky. Chu Feng slowly opened his eyes and waved to the crowd: "Everyone, we shall meet again in the Ninth Heaven."
With that, Chu Feng stepped onto the ladder one step at a time. When he reached the top of the ladder, a door of light appeared before him. The moment Chu Feng passed through the door of light, the ladder in the sky also disappeared as if nothing had ever appeared.
On the Hongyuan Continent, everyone present watched this scene and couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
Finally, it was Zhen Shen Wang who spoke: "Everyone, Qiankun Immortal Emperor has successfully ascended to heaven. Spirit rain shall descend to bless the Wendao Sect. Let us all cultivate together."
Everyone nodded and sat down cross-legged on the spot, beginning to bathe in the spirit rain.
At this moment, Xiao Chen, Cao Youqian, Chu Yuzhi, Chu Yingjin, and the others all had only one thought in their minds: We must bear the Heavenly Mandate and ascend to the Heavenly Realm to meet Master/Father again...
(The End)
{Hey everyone,
Since My Disciples Are Emperors has wrapped up, I wanted to let you know what I'm working on next. Same author, same universe, new story.
Here's what we're looking at:
From same author of [I was just making up techniques... how did all of you become Emperors?]
Chen Xuan crossed over to Shili Slope, becoming a sword cultivator. In a world where gods and demons walked side by side and countless mighty beings existed, all he wanted was to quietly and humbly practice his sword.
Until one day, he had no choice but to descend the mountain and leave his sect. But the moment he drew his sword, he discovered something…
In this world, there was nothing that couldn't be solved with a single sword strike. And if there was — well, then just strike again!
65 chapters are out now, so there's plenty to get started with. If you liked the previous novel, this hits the same notes—ridiculously strong protagonist who doesn't know his own strength, but with swords instead of disciples.
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