Imperial God Emperor

As the saviours of Flowing Light City, the peerless experts that had fought in front of more than one hundred thousand people, the prestige of Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui was now almost like that of a deity. In particular, Ye Qingyu had became the idol of countless young men and women of the city. When the two people made an appearance, immediately inside and outside of the restaurants the people all stood up with all kinds of cheers and applause. The atmosphere instantly exploded. 

Chen Zhengliang was a person with aspirations, and worked to a very high efficiency. As early as noon, he had begun to make Ye Qingyu’s real identity known through various channels. In particular, the true face of Ye Qingyu was released as a painting. So when Ye Qingyu appeared with Hu Bugui, a lot of people recognized him right away. 

It had to be said that beauty was always more popular no matter where and when.

Obviously people would not be disgusted with Tianhang’s chubby and unattractive appearance, but at this moment, clad in a white robe, with red lips and a handsome face, he had no doubt that it made the people who crazily admired him even more enthusiastic. He was like a celestial being that had descended to the world and was more in line with the perfect image of a hero that countless people had in mind. 

For a moment, sharp screams and cheers were like a spring tide.  

Hu Bugui was initially shocked. After his reaction passed he cast an envious glance at Ye Qingyu and said in a low voice, “Damn, why is the little pretty boy more popular, shouldn't a man full of masculinity like me fit in more with the mainstream type in this troubled times?” 

Ye Qingyu couldn't help laughing. “It's not because I'm a little pretty boy, but because I have strength.”

“You're really not modest at all,” Hu Bugui reminded in a serious voice, “When I first met you, you weren't like this.”

Ye Qingyu just laughed and didn't say anything else. 

At this moment, Chen Zhengliang and some of the important men of the city came over to greet them enthusiastically.  

“Senior Ye, Senior Hu, please take a seat!” 

“I am really honoured to have two seniors here!” 

“Great, really great, to be able to see the graceful bearing of the two Lords, I really can die without any regrets.”

In addition to Chen Zhengliang, many people also moved closer to Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui right away, evidently extremely excited.  

Ye Qingyu smiled in response to every person. 

After a brief introduction, Chen Zhengliang enthusiastically guided Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui to the seats of distinguished guests. 

Hu Bugui ran his eyes across when he thought of something. He lowered his voice to a whisper to say something into Chen Zhengliang’s ear, “Little Chen, you have to prepare more of the aged wine of Willow Lane restaurant for me, Old Hu. I drink a lot!” 

When Chen Zhengliang heard this, without the slightest hesitation he smiled and said, “Haha, there is a one-hundred-year-old wine cellar that wasn’t destroyed by the Demon Spider Race, and was especially opened for tonight. If senior Hu likes, I will send people over later to deliver a few jars for senior to try!” 

Hu Bugui satisfiedly clapped his hand on Chen Zhengliang’s shoulder and said with a smile, “Then I will not be polite, haha!” With that, he went back to say to Ye Qingyu, “Brother Ye, later you have to try the fragrant aged wine, it definitely has a rare good taste!” 

When Ye Qingyu and Hu Bugui were seated, the wine flowed freely. 

To tell the truth, Ye Qingyu was not very accustomed to such a lively occasion. On his cultivation path he mostly was alone, and even if he had friends, it had never been as bustling with noise and excitement as it was now. 

But Hu Bugui was like a fish in water at such occasions and quickly assimilated to such a situation.

A moment later, the three elders of the Immortal God Emperor Sect also arrived. 

There was another burst of greetings.

At this moment, the dinner banquet was considered to have reached its climax. 

But obviously, the three elders were not very fond of such a noisy place. Having stayed for ten minutes the three got up to leave.

Elder Mo of the Repository of Buddhist Texts smiled at Ye Qingyu before leaving.

Ye Qingyu, after a thought, understood his meaning. And after notifying Chen Zhengliang and the others, he also got up and left.

In the evening when the lanterns were lit. 

South Facing Inn. 

The bright moonlight was flowing like mist, the breeze blew over the tallest floor of the South Facing Inn, and the attic floor offered a panoramic view of Flowing Light City on this dimly lit night. 

Faint moonlight penetrated through the window, sprinkling across the attic.

In the attic, four figures were quietly sat cross-legged around a low rosewood table.

It was the three elders of the Immortal God Emperor Sect and Ye Qingyu who had left the banquet dinner early.

On the low table in front of them were five cups of tea leisurely exuding a delicate fragrance. 

“It seems that Brother Ye is also not very fond of noisy places,” Elder Mo said grinning. Lifting up a white porcelain cup with ink panting, he gently took a sip, looked at Ye Qingyu, and smiled like an old fox.

Ye Qingyu smiled and nodded. “Too noisy, I’m not accustomed to it.”   

“So young, but possesses such cultivation base and state of mind. What kind of domain is Heaven Wasteland Domain, I am really curious.” Elder Li of Martial Arts Hall did not disguise his curiosity towards Ye Qingyu. If it really were as the Greater One sect had said, that Heaven Wasteland Domain was an immature domain, then it really makes it a little hard for people to believe that such a domain could cultivate a peerless genius like Ye Qingyu. 

“If Elder Li is interested, you can go to Heaven Wasteland Domain to see.” Ye Qingyu laughed. “Although it is a small domain, but Heaven Wasteland Domain still welcomes those who truly comes to visit with good will.”