Chang City, South King Mansion.

Ling Yao was handling a large amount of business every day. Mostly military affairs and logistics. The army on the front lines was putting down rebellions, but it was not going smoothly. Therefore, various resources need to be continuously transported to the front lines.

War, like a gold-consuming beast, all the resources are swallowed up. However, there was no sign of any improvement now. It was like a bottomless pit, making Ling Yao feel exhausted.

However, at this time, Ling Yao showed a firm will. She couldn't fall! She now was not just one person anymore. Centered on her, behind her, there were already tens of thousands of people involved.

She was a huge force. If she fell, there would be countless people falling with her. However, she was inherently weak. She also wished someone could help her. At this moment, in her mind, she couldn't help but imagine a figure.

"Will he...come?"

Ling Yao hadn't received any news from the secret guards. After all, it took time for the secret guards to pass on messages. A breeze blew past. The candlelight in the room flickered slightly.

"Hmm?"

Ling Yao suddenly looked up. She saw that in the room, she didn't know when an additional figure appeared.

"Lin Fei!"

Ling Yao widened her eyes. She even felt like she was hallucinating. However, this familiar figure was now quietly standing in front of her.

"Senior Sister Ling."

Lin Fei spoke. The familiar voice let Ling Yao know this was not a hallucination. It was Lin Fei, he really came! For a moment, Ling Yao was overjoyed. Lin Fei was a Martial Saint famous all over the world. His status had already far surpassed her, a princess.

Ling Yao looked complicated, with a slight smile on her face, "I haven't congratulated you yet, for finally achieving Martial Saint, standing at the pinnacle of martial arts, and achieving your initial goal."

When Lin Fei said he wanted to become a Martial Saint, Ling Yao just shook her head slightly. She didn't believe it at all. But now, Lin Fei was standing in front of her as a Martial Saint. She couldn't help but believe it.

"Yes, the goal I set casually at the beginning has been achieved. But this is far from being the pinnacle of martial arts."

After a pause, Lin Fei looked directly at Ling Yao and said word by word, "Senior Sister Ling, when I left Chang City, I gave you a choice...Now, you should have made a decision. Tell me, what is your decision?"

Ling Yao was taken aback. She of course knew what Lin Fei was talking about. Originally, before Lin Fei left, he gave her a choice.

Martial arts or power!

If she chose martial arts, Lin Fei would help her become an innate martial artist with all his might. But the road after that would have to be taken by Ling Yao herself. If she chose power. Even if she wanted to become an empress, Lin Fei would help her.

The words from the past were still vivid in her memory as if it was just yesterday. But now, Lin Fei had returned. She had to make a choice.

Ling Yao sighed deeply and said quietly, "With my talent, becoming innate is the limit. But, an innate martial artist is just a fleeting hundred years. To become a Martial Saint? How easy could it be?"

Lin Fei closed his eyes. Ling Yao also remained silent. He knew that Ling Yao had made her choice.

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Lin Fei was not disappointed. On the contrary, he was very calm. It seemed that he had known Ling Yao's choice a long time ago. After all, not everyone is willing to risk everything to reach the peak of martial arts! In the mortal world, glory and wealth, power to dominate a lifetime, isn't it beautiful?

If martial arts cannot become a Martial Saint, it would be like the founder of the Nine Profound Sect. Such a brilliant and peerless top powerhouse, in the end, could only sit withered on the peak of the founder. Alone, dying in loneliness and desolation.

"Lin Fei, there is a rebellion in the south now, and behind it are the Fairy Crane Sect and Water Moon Sect..."

Before Ling Yao could finish her sentence, she was interrupted by Lin Fei.

"Senior Sister Ling, I understand what you mean. But feelings are feelings, and trades are trades. The royal family has to offer something that satisfies me. Then I will make a move! This matter, you can't decide, I will personally meet the Great Chang Emperor and the elders of the royal family."

So, Lin Fei turned around. He had no intention of staying in South King Mansion. Since Ling Yao made her choice, Lin Fei knew that the last thread of affection between him and Ling Yao had come to an end.

"Lin Fei..."

Ling Yao called out.

"Whoosh".

But Lin Fei's figure had already disappeared. However, although Lin Fei left, his voice still echoed in Ling Yao's ears.

"Sister Ling, since you have made your choice, let it be as you wish..."

Ling Yao suddenly widened her eyes. But outside the window, Lin Fei's figure was nowhere to be seen. Before long, Lin Fei arrived at the palace. He went straight to see the emperor.

The Great Chang Emperor was a middle-aged man. His eyes were dark and lifeless. His body didn't seem too good. This was the result of indulging in pleasure and emptying his body.

"Who?"

Seeing Lin Fei's figure, the emperor was startled.

Lin Fei stood with his hands behind his back and said lightly, "Nine Profound Sect, Lin Fei! Emperor, call the elders of the royal family, there are some things that the emperor might not be able to decide."

Lin Fei's words were a bit overbearing, even somewhat "rebellious". But the emperor sobered up at this moment.

Nine Profound Sect, Lin Fei! Now this name was resounding throughout the world! Because Lin Fei was a Martial Saint!

The emperor immediately called for the elders.

The emperor seemed to be the supreme figure. But in fact, when it really came to the life and death of the royal family, he couldn't make the decision either. The elders of the royal family must step forward.

Soon, the elders of the royal family came. Among them, there were some "acquaintances" of Lin Fei. At this moment, after these elders of the royal family saw Lin Fei, all of them were taken aback. They immediately stepped forward, bowed respectfully, and said, "Greetings, Martial Saint!"

Now, Lin Fei was already a Martial Saint, equivalent to a Foundation Establishment True Person. Even if they were of royal blood. They also had to pay their respects to Lin Fei.

"The current predicament of Great Chang, I have learned about. There is rebellion in the South and even support from the immortals behind it. I can take action, quell the rebellion, and even flatten the immortal sect behind the rebel army! But there are two conditions."

The emperor and the elders were overjoyed. They were now in a mess because of the rebellion in the South. The death of the supreme elder caused the royal family to no longer had the power to suppress those immortal sects.

If they did not suppress it in time, given time, the world would definitely be in turmoil. By then, the royal family would be helpless. But if this Martial Saint, Lin Fei, was willing to make a move, then it must be able to suppress the rebellion!

After all, Lin Fei was the only Martial Saint who could slash the Foundation Establishment True Person with a saber, and the only Martial Saint in Great Chang!

"Martial Saint, if you have any instructions, please feel free to tell."

"First, proclaim Princess Ling Yao as the royal princess, and she will ascend to the throne in the future and become the Empress of Great Chang! Second, the secret collection of royal martial arts needs to be open to me."

The second condition, of course, was not a problem. As for the first condition, in fact, it was just that the emperor was not very willing. But the elders of the royal family didn't care who became the emperor. As long as it is the royal bloodline, there is no problem. Now, the world was in turmoil. The key was to preserve the royal family and protect Great Chang!

"Good, we agree to the conditions of the Martial Saint!"

Lin Fei was not surprised. With these two conditions, the royal family had no choice but to agree.

"Let's go, take me to the place of the royal martial arts secret collection now."

"Yes, Martial Saint."

So, an elder led Lin Fei to the place of the royal martial arts secret collection. Lin Fei walked in alone. He needed a lot of saber techniques to evolve his saber momentum, especially the saber techniques at the innate level.

Lin Fei came to a row of saber technique bookshelves. He closed his eyes. In his mind, he thought of Ling Yao. Today, he helped Ling Yao become the Royal Princess. This was equivalent to severing the emotional bond between him and Ling Yao.

"Shush."

Lin Fei's emotions gradually calmed down.

"Now that the emotional bond is severed, it's time for me to evolve my saber momentum! Let's begin."

Lin Fei's gaze became calm again.