Chapter 539

Chapter 539: A Return on Investment

Flames surged.

The Dan Furnace, a treasure of Chaos, shimmered with a radiant glow, exuding an air of mystery and ancient elegance.

Lu Ye began tossing divine herbs into the furnace while his hands formed seals, causing the flames within to soar in temperature.

One after another, runes fused into the furnace.

The speed of sealing wasn’t fast, but the surrounding Quasi-Emperors watched in admiration—it was like witnessing mastery of the craft, right?

Impressive!

Truly impressive.

Just this easy-breezy pill-making technique could leave many alchemists blushing in embarrassment.

Soon, under Lu Ye’s skilled hands, another batch of pills emerged, accompanied by a dazzling burst of divine light.

A rich aroma wafted through the air, and the Quasi-Emperors felt their injuries mending with just a single breath.

Sweat appeared on Lu Ye’s forehead.

Those divine herbs were potent—some even seemed to possess intelligence and had remarkable combat prowess. Crafting this batch of divine pills took a considerable toll on Lu Ye.

But one thing was certain: he had produced top-tier pills.

After successfully making one batch, the following ones came much easier.

One after another, four batches of pills flowed out like a production line, each pill landing in the hands of the Quasi-Emperors, who promptly swallowed them to recover from their wounds.

The effects of the pills left the Quasi-Emperors in awe.

How could these pills have such an effect on them?

It was almost unbelievable that Lu Ye could make such potent pills at the Shattering Realm.

Was this the terror of a reincarnated Celestial Lord?

The Quasi-Emperors were regaining their strength.

Lu Ye began to restore his own power.

Crafting four batches of pills had drained over half of his Primordial Force.

Time passed.

In just a month, everyone gradually awakened.

Lu Ye started letting those who woke first ask their burning questions.

He patiently answered each one.

The questions posed by the Quasi-Emperors were child’s play for Lu Ye; he handled them with ease.

If anyone asked about the Dao, Lu Ye told them to hold on.

After all, once the conversation turned to that, it wouldn’t be something that could be wrapped up quickly.

These Quasi-Emperors weren’t like Emperor Dao Hen or Qing Long; if things got heated, they might throw punches without holding back, and Lu Ye feared he would get a few hits in return.

So, better to take it slow.

The primary concern of the Quasi-Emperors was determining the level they needed to reach to undergo the Great Emperor’s Tribulation.

What kind of strength was needed? What about the Dao?

Lu Ye provided detailed explanations.

For a Quasi-Emperor, he covered how high their attacking power must reach and how perfected their Dao must be to bear Dao Fruit.

He also elaborated on what kind of Heavenly Tribulations awaited at that level.

His explanations were clear and thorough.

This really boiled down to numbers; there were just a few indicators, and if they could meet all the requirements, their success rate for Crossing Tribulation would increase dramatically.

Since these Quasi-Emperors had helped Lu Ye, he was keen to help them optimize their indicators and get them as close to success as possible.

With Lu Ye’s clear guidance, many Quasi-Emperors felt much more certain.

They couldn’t help but reflect on the correctness of their previous actions.

If they hadn’t helped Lu Ye, who would have articulated these concepts so clearly?

Even Emperors were often unsure about such things. During their own tribulations, everyone was in a fog, unsure of what level was truly necessary to survive.

Moreover, the standards set by other Emperors were sky-high, almost unreachable.

Lu Ye’s standards were high too, but they felt achievable.

Plus, Lu Ye was quite assertive in his words, unlike other Emperors who seemed unsure, leaving their audience in doubt.

How could Lu Ye not be confident?

He could be sure because, in his past life, he had undergone multiple tribulations to prove the Dao.

He had gone through it himself.

He had helped each of his eight ex-wives through their tribulations.

That’s eight times, mind you! He had faced the Heavenly Tribulation nine times in total, practically becoming a pro at it.

The powers of those eight women? Let’s just say they weren’t weak!

For instance, Bai Qiulan, Vermilion Bird, An Li, and whoever else—oh, Yin Qingcheng, I forgot how strong she was.

In any case, these people were among the higher ranks among Quasi-Emperors thanks to their unique physiques and practices.

But here’s the thing: to move from Quasi-Emperor to Emperor, you can’t just be good; you have to be exceptional!

How many people are there at the Seventh Heaven of Quasi-Emperor?

Over two hundred, I believe.

And how many Emperors are there?

If Lu Ye remembers correctly, there should be a total of eighteen!

These eighteen do not include the Dark Clan, the Six Paths of Reincarnation, or the Darkness Origin from beyond.

Since the realm beyond is vast and desolate, nobody knows how many powerhouses are hidden out there.

Plus, what about the lifespan comparison? How long do Quasi-Emperors last? What about Emperors?

Quasi-Emperors drop dead in waves, but Emperors aren’t so easily taken down; it took ages to accumulate just eighteen.

So if Lu Ye didn’t intervene in their tribulations, those eight women had essentially no chance of success.

That’s no guess!

That’s a fact!

He had made each of them undergo their own tribulations. If they managed to succeed, then they were true Emperors.

If he had to step in to help, that would just make them mediocre Emperors.

He’d only lend a hand if they were truly on the brink of failure.

But clearly, he had helped all of them.

Eight instances of helping these eight women through their Dao trials cast a heavy toll on Lu Ye, especially since the System showed no mercy, pushing him to the brink of obliteration.

Nine Tribulations Undying Body was meticulously honed by Lu Ye—nobody knew the Heavenly Tribulation better than him.

After answering all of the Quasi-Emperors’ questions,

the gathering began.

To be honest, Lu Ye hadn’t experienced such vitality in ages; after just having taken down so many strong ones, his mood was great, and he joined everyone for a merry drink.

In the center of the festivities, a multitude of stunning women in celestial skirts danced gracefully, accompanied by the sweet sounds of string instruments.

Every time he experienced something like this, Lu Ye couldn’t help but marvel, now this is what a maidservant looks like!

Forget about his own maidservants.

But Lu Ye reminded himself that perhaps it was because he hadn’t treated his maidservants like maidservants that they began to get a bit above themselves.

After a hearty meal and drink,

Lu Ye felt a bit tipsy.

But now was indeed an excellent state for imparting wisdom.

Lu Ye stepped onto the high platform, a hint of drunkenness lingering in his eyes, as he spoke.

“Ladies and gentlemen, there’s no time like the present! As we open our hearts today, I’ll share my insights on the Dao. No need to sober up; being half-drunk is the best state to listen to a tipsy man like me talk about the Dao!”

“Today, I’ll be discussing the Great Emperor’s Dao!”

All the Quasi-Emperors perked up when they saw Lu Ye take the stage, but once they heard his words, they relaxed and decided not to bother with sobering up.

“In my previous life, I focused on guarding the Great Dao, becoming an Emperor through it, but ultimately it fell apart when I reached the stage of becoming a Saint. That wasn’t necessarily a bad thing for me. No need to dwell on it; some tales are best left untold.”

Because Lu Ye was in a semi-drunken state, what he spoke was rather casual.

“Besides guarding the Great Dao, I also enjoyed practicing various other Daos. There are 256 paths to becoming an Emperor!”