Top Grade Immortal Emperor in the Flower City

This day's events, Mo Xing would never forget, it was the beginning of his agony, the start of when even drinking cold water would choke him, and even after he became immortal and reflected on his past, he would still be in tears.

The next morning, Ye Ling woke up early, with the sunrise in the east, he exhaled a breath of stale air and inhaled the fresh qi of the rising sun, feeling relaxed and spirited throughout his body.

Mo Xing left and went home, but it was said that on the way, his brakes failed, and he crashed his car into a big tree by the roadside.

According to Ye Wudao's social media updates, this guy had now gone to find some so-called Grand Sorcerer to exorcise demons and change his streak of bad luck.

Ye Ling prayed for that purported Grand Sorcerer, as Furo Wang reincarnated with the Nine Calamities Constitution was not something any sorcerer, not even the damn Immortal Emperor, could change, and he feared the mage might suffer the consequences.

In one day, Shenfeng took Ye Ling around to wander, they had Peking duck at Quanjude for lunch, and then visited several scenic spots, temples, and Taoist temples.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

And truly, after spending the day in the Imperial Capital, Ye Ling discovered the extraordinary nature of the place; among the Taoist temples and temples they visited during the day, there genuinely were a few hidden masters.

Especially the Imperial Palace, where purple qi billowed, swirling in the mid-air like a mighty dragon soaring, signifying a bright and splendid future for Huaxia.

As night fell, Shenfeng took Ye Ling to the residence of a world-renowned big shot. The two leaders had been too busy with state visits and other national affairs to see Ye Ling during the day.

After passing through multiple layers of security, Ye Ling entered a private residential area where Shenfeng handed him off to a man dressed in a black suit and waited for him outside the community.

Outside a modest house, the man who brought Ye Ling knocked on the door lightly, then invited Ye Ling inside while he stood outside the house, vigilantly monitoring his surroundings.

"Tsk tsk, this place is indeed where the leaders live, even I can feel a subtle threat lurking around, it seems there are Golden Core experts constantly safeguarding the old couple's security."

Ye Ling silently marveled, after all, the safety of the leaders, the elderly couple, was paramount. Just the Foundation Establishment Stage aura he sensed was no less than ten people, and the Golden Core Stage was definitely no less than three.

This power, even if The Holy See launched a full-on attack, could not harm the two elders, and if this force were revealed to the world, it would probably deter all the national powerhouses.

Ye Ling steadied his mind, pushed open the door, and entered the house, which was sparsely furnished, containing only an office desk and a square wooden table.

By the wooden table, two elderly men were sitting and chatting with smiles, yet even though they were so amiable, Ye Ling still felt a powerful presence pressing down on him.

The head of the nation, even if not a True Cultivator, was not something an ordinary powerhouse could compare with; the two elders were endowed with the nation's heavy qi, surrounded by purple aura, repelling all evil.

However, Ye Ling was the reincarnation of the Immortal Emperor; he could talk and laugh with the Three Purities and Four Emperors, the leaders of the Heavenly Realm, so this bit of pomp certainly couldn't scare him.

"Youngster Ye Ling, I pay my respects to the two leaders," Ye Ling said with a slight smile and a cupped fist salute.

The two elders looked up, smiling at Ye Ling, both nodding their heads. One of the elders smiled and said, "Truly, a young hero emerges, such strength at such a young age.

It seems indeed to be a blessing for our Huaxia."

"Indeed, indeed, Ye Ling, we have reviewed your experiences; come sit down, don't be restrained. We two old fellows just want to have a chat with you, nothing more," said the other, also with a smile.

Calling themselves old fellows, the two elders laughed heartily, with a bright and clear laughter.

Ye Ling nodded and sat down. In the past, he had seen the two elders on television, where they always appeared robust and full of vital energy, but sitting beside them now, Ye Ling noticed that both of their temples were completely white.

Clearly, they had overworked themselves. And although they were surrounded by a purple aura and blessed with the nation's vital energy, the cruelty of time had taken its toll on the old men's health.

"Leaders, you have worked hard." Ye Ling didn't know why, but these words just came out of him.

The two old men were momentarily stunned, then looked at each other and burst into hearty laughter, clearly very amused.

"You wouldn't be one of those people who says nice things to our faces but curses us like those young people on the internet, would you?" the old men joked self-deprecatingly.

Ye Ling quickly shook his head. The two elders deserved respect. Since Huaxia's liberation, it hadn't been many years, yet the country had developed to a point that captured the world's attention, something that was truly a source of national pride.

"We two old men blindly called you over, we could be called directionally challenged, so if we have offended you in any way, please don't be angry," the two elders laughed heartily.

Ye Ling quickly wiped the sweat from his forehead. The two elders had a real sense of humor, ha, but they were also quite kind and approachable.

"We invited you over to discuss some matters with you. You should know about the purpose behind the establishment of the Bureau of Superpowers, right?" the elder inquired.

Ye Ling nodded; the establishment of the Bureau of Superpowers was aimed at combating crimes by those with supernatural abilities, and it was indeed necessary.

"That's why Number Two and I chose to set up the Bureau of Superpowers. It's to take on tasks that regular soldiers can't complete. And this is the scenario that the family clans from Shennongjia want to see."

After he finished speaking, Ye Ling nodded. The space deep within Shennongjia was, at best, a secluded paradise. How could those youngsters resist the temptations of society?

Since it couldn't be stopped, why not join the worldly life and, by the by, cultivate one's true nature? Why not, indeed.

"Shenfeng, that guy, was chosen by the two of us old fellows to be the head of the bureau. He is very capable and a man of moderation, but previously, he praised you a lot to us, saying you have 'immortal techniques'."

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The two elders chuckled, and Ye Ling suddenly felt embarrassed. That rascal, why couldn't he keep his mouth shut?

"Ye Ling, we two old guys would also like to witness your abilities. How about it? I wonder if we could have such good fortune."

"Don't overthink it. We are aware that there are real cultivators in this world, whose methods are unfathomable. So, don't worry that we might have other thoughts," they reassured him.

Ye Ling nodded. Since they wanted to see, then let them see. But how should he demonstrate?

Just then, an old man walked in from the outside. He was dressed in a Taoist robe, with white hair and a ruddy complexion. There was an ethereal aura faintly visible around him.

"Taoist Qing Mu pays his respects to the young friend," said the old man, introducing himself as Taoist Qing Mu, his face beaming with smiles. However, Ye Ling sensed an unusual aura emanating from this Qing Mu.

At the pinnacle of the Golden Core Stage, a flicker of astonishment passed through Ye Ling's eyes. In this degenerate modern society, could such a powerful individual still exist?

"Taoist Qing Mu is from the middle period of the Qing Dynasty. He has already lived for several hundred years. We two old men were also quite shocked when we first met Taoist Qing Mu," the Number Two leader said with a mild smile.