The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor Chapter 1759: 1756: Tushan Chen

“Tushan Yi is dead?”

Ye Xuan stated flatly.

These words caused the Fox Clan warriors' and Tushan Jingyun's faces to change drastically at once.

Even the Qingqiu Fox King's expression darkened sharply.

“Audacious!” Tushan Jingyun shouted coldly, eyes flashing with murderous intent, “How dare you call the old king’s name directly?!”

“What if I call him directly?”

The Qiankun Ancestor grinned.

At the same time, that terrifying Sealing God Pressure suddenly burst out.

In an instant, Tushan Jingyun’s body was hurled backward.

The other Fox Clan warriors were shaken too, crashing to the ground and unable to rise.

Even the Qingqiu Fox King had to retreat repeatedly, shock filling his eyes uncontrollably.

Tong Wuji gripped the hilt of the Black Sky Blade, his gaze sharp as a blade.

“Who are you?”

The Qingqiu Fox King labored to raise his head toward Ye Xuan, his voice grave.

Hands in his pockets, Ye Xuan stayed calm as he softly spoke four words: “Undying Night Emperor.”

The Qingqiu Fox King's face paled instantly, and he dropped to one knee, bowing his head with clasped fists in respect: “Tushan Chen of Qingqiu Mountain, pays homage to the Undying Night Emperor!”

This sight stunned Tushan Jingyun right away: “Your Majesty?!”

The other Fox Clan warriors felt utter bewilderment and shock.

Who is this man? Why would the king kneel to him!?

Undying Night Emperor?

Never heard of him!

“It seems Tushan Yi mentioned it to you.”

Noticing the Qingqiu Fox King on his knees, Ye Xuan said softly.

Hearing this, Qingqiu Fox King Tushan Chen responded with respect: “My great-grandfather once said, one day, the Night Emperor will descend upon Qingqiu Mountain, at that time, it will be a major change for my Qingqiu Fox Clan.”

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and asked: “So… is he dead?”

Qingqiu Fox King Tushan Chen shook his head: “I don’t know about this matter either. After he told me these things back then, he completely disappeared and seems no longer in Qingqiu Mountain.”

Ye Xuan furrowed his brows: “Not in Qingqiu Mountain…”

Qingqiu Mountain has resided in the Great Ruins for thirty million years.

If not in Qingqiu Mountain, then only the Great Ruins remain.

Death seems improbable; Tushan Yi, besides Xiao Jiu, is the last with full Fox Immortal Bloodline in Qingqiu Fox Clan—far from easy to kill.

Thirty million years won't claim his life.

“Night Emperor, please ask this predecessor to withdraw the pressure first…”

Tushan Chen said awkwardly.

Ye Xuan snapped out of his reverie, signaling the Qiankun Ancestor to lift the pressure.

At last, Tushan Jingyun and the rest could stand, staring at the Qiankun Ancestor with awe-struck eyes.

“You all step down first, I have things to discuss with the Night Emperor.”

Tushan Chen waved his hand.

“We will obey Your Majesty’s decree.”

Tushan Jingyun and others promptly took the order and retreated.

Tushan Chen glanced unavoidably at the Qiankun Ancestor and Tong Wuji.

Ye Xuan said softly: “No need to avoid, just speak directly.”

Tushan Chen nodded and stated solemnly: “My great-grandfather once said, the day the Night Emperor appears again, can allow our clan’s bloodline to return to our ancestors.”

Ye Xuan couldn't help laughing: “That guy really knows how to boast.”

Tushan Chen blurted in shock: “Is it false then?”

Ye Xuan quelled his smile: “It’s naturally true.”

Tushan Chen grew more astonished: “Really?!”

He had figured it was just boasting too.

Ye Xuan said calmly: “Never mind the rest; no point talking to you. Find your great-grandfather.”

Tushan Chen grew frantic, blurting hastily: “Night Emperor, though my Fox Immortal Bloodline is thin, it's outstanding in the current Qingqiu Fox Clan. I've reached nine tails, nearing Quasi-Emperor realm. Please, Night Emperor, grant me a chance.”

“Let’s not say you aren’t a Quasi-Emperor; even if you were, so what?”

Ye Xuan shot back.

This retort left Tushan Chen speechless.

Even if he’s a Quasi-Emperor, so what?

Quasi-Emperor ah!

That’s a Quasi-Emperor!

Yet Tushan Chen glanced at Ye Xuan beyond the Qiankun Ancestor, feeling dejected for a moment.

Indeed.

Let’s not say he’s not a Quasi-Emperor.

Even if Quasi-Emperor, so what.

Even a Sealing God serves under Ye Xuan.

“But…”

Ye Xuan abruptly switched topics, eyeing Tushan Chen.

Tushan Chen refocused and declared solemnly: “Whatever the Night Emperor demands, speak it freely. I’ll do everything to accomplish it.”

Ye Xuan looked away: “Your bone age under ten thousand years qualifies you to tread the Emperor Road with me later. Prove yourself then.”

These words thrilled Tushan Chen immensely; he bowed again.

Upon standing up, Tushan Chen declared: “Please have the seniors remain in Qingqiu Mountain for a few days; I must attend to some clan matters.”

Ye Xuan replied: “Doesn’t the Fox Clan still have its council of elders? Things shouldn’t fall apart without you there.”

Tushan Chen offered a wry smile: “Night Emperor might not realize, but since my great-grandfather departed, the Fox Clan has faced numerous internal struggles, and the council of elders has long splintered amid power grabs.”

Ye Xuan narrowed his eyes and remarked: “A bunch of petty-minded vermin.”

Tushan Chen bowed deeply: “Two elders remain unaccounted for, so before I depart, I beseech Night Emperor for a moment to handle these two troublemakers, preventing chaos in Qingqiu.”

“Little Qiankun, Tong Wuji, accompany him.”

Ye Xuan flicked his hand.

“Understood.” The Qiankun Ancestor grinned, eager for some excitement.

“As Night Emperor commands.” Tong Wuji responded with utmost respect.

“My deepest gratitude to Night Emperor!” Tushan Chen expressed profound thanks.

“Fine, you’re just asking me to dispatch aid—your schemes pale compared to your great-grandfather’s.” Ye Xuan stated calmly.

These words prompted an embarrassed grin from Tushan Chen: “With these two seniors’ help, it’ll be settled in no more than three days!”

Tushan Chen set off alongside the Qiankun Ancestor and Tong Wuji to track down the two elders.

Ye Xuan roamed solo through Qingqiu Mountain.

He had come to Qingqiu Mountain on multiple occasions.

During his initial visit, he once dreamed of relocating his family here.

The mountains stood pristine, waters sparkled beautifully, brimming with Spiritual Energy—a true haven away from the mortal realm.

Yet nowadays, Ye Xuan entertained no such notions.

The grand momentum of the world lay crystal clear before Ye Xuan.

The impending war would engulf All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds.

Qingqiu Mountain aside, even Xuanhuang Nine Prohibitions couldn’t escape it.

Thus, wherever one hid, the difference proved negligible.

Ye Xuan ascended the loftiest summit of Qingqiu Mountain.

Perched upon the cliff’s edge, he stared toward the far-off skyline.

Back then, even the ferocious Ancient Immortal Realm failed to halt Dou Tian Divine Domain’s advance—could the coming conflict be averted?

Emperor Burial Lord, Old Ghost Liu Tree.

What plots did they weave?

And that particular battle?

Truth be told, ever since learning solid details of that battle from Endless Sea Sovereign, Ye Xuan had mulled over this relentlessly.

Why had Emperor Burial Lord pursued the Taoist Body in the first place?

Why did the Taoist Body’s power so closely mimic Dou Tian Divine Domain’s Origin Power?

Was Emperor Burial Lord a figure from within Ancient Immortal Realm, from beyond it, or perhaps originally from Dou Tian Divine Domain?

What tied Desolate Realm Sovereign to Emperor Burial Lord?

What connected Old Ghost Liu Tree to Emperor Burial Lord?

Did the betrayers Mu Yun and Changxi align with Dou Tian Divine Domain or the ancient titans surviving from that battle?

Countless enigmas swirled in Ye Xuan’s thoughts.

Yet Ye Xuan never wavered in confusion.

He pressed forward ceaselessly.