"Wow!"
The sound of rushing water echoed in Meng Chuan's ears, rousing him from his meditation.
Meng Chuan lifted his head, focusing on Yaochi's direction, his eyes reflecting the vast river unseen by ordinary emperors.
"Someone's attempting time reversal?" Meng Chuan discerned this immediately—an ability achievable by Great Emperors or those wielding Heavenly Emperor-level powers.
In the original narrative, Ye Fan displayed the formidable prowess of the Heavenly Emperor on Mount Tai, penetrating the barriers of multiple eras to witness the Huangtian Emperor's awakening from the burial soil.
Meng Chuan observed Yaochi with a pensive gaze. "The future emperor is still in the direction of Yaochi, with no beginning."
Emperor Wu Shi!
Above Yaochi, Meng Chuan appeared, gazing at the figure downstream in the river for an extended period.
Wu Shi suddenly locked eyes with Meng Chuan, acknowledging his presence.
"The great emperor of later generations," Meng Chuan spoke calmly, being an emperor himself and fearless.
Wu Shi regarded Meng Chuan with mixed emotions. "You're truly extraordinary. Nine hundred years as an emperor, and you're still formidable."
Enhanced by the innate tire and freed from the world's constraints, coupled with his accumulated experience, Meng Chuan's strength was undeniable.
"Do you know me? Logically, by the time you ascended to emperorhood, I should have already passed away!" Meng Chuan said.
The Great Emperor Wu Shi couldn't help but feel amused and speechless. Realizing his words would be blurred by the river of time, he refrained from continuing.
Meng Chuan sensed there were matters that couldn't be unveiled in Wu Shi's words.
"It seems there will be some changes in the future..." Meng Chuan looked at Wu Shi and inquired, "With time disturbances and backward flow, what does the Emperor intend to do?"
Wu Shi listened, observing Yao Chi below, a tinge of melancholy evident. "I simply want to witness people and events from the past."
Meng Chuan, realizing the limitations of time, sensed a formidable repulsive force around Wu Shi due to the time river's backlash.
"Emperor, live well." With these parting words, Emperor Wu Shi was expelled from the river.
Meng Chuan's eyes gleamed, recognizing that his future connection with Wu Shi seemed positive. After all, he could discern anticipation in the emperor's words.
"No one wishes well for someone with whom they have a bad relationship or enmity..." Meng Chuan murmured.
"Wow!"
"Did you meet the Great Emperor?" A black dog looked at Emperor Wu Shi.
Wu Shi patted the black dog's head, saying, "This time, it was unexpected. I glimpsed tens of thousands of years into the past."
"Tens of thousands of years ago?" The black dog reacted, "Isn't that the era of Emperor Dao Shi!"
"Did he obstruct the emperor?" The black dog grinned. "Considering the relationship between Emperor Yi and him, he shouldn't have!"
Wu Shi smiled. "How could he stop me? We chatted briefly, and I was eventually pushed back."
"Dao Shi ranks among the top three throughout the ages in terms of extreme Dao powers!" Wu Shi sighed. Witnessing Dao Shi in the early days of Emperor Cheng, he realized the man's tremendous might.
The black dog's eyes showed disbelief. To him, the man before him was the mightiest among all emperors.
"The great emperor will enlighten me on the first emperor's preaching!" Wu Shi heard the black dog's request and reminisced, "The first time I met him was when I was young..."
A teacup made of Divine Jade displayed dragons playing in water, phoenixes soaring in the sky, basalt arms supporting the heavens, and a few tea leaves that, when brewed, conjured an extraordinary sight.
Meng Chuan sat opposite a peerless woman, staring at the jade cup. Sensing an unusual atmosphere, he decided to break the silence.
"The immortal grace remains unchanged, still so enchanting."
Qingyue looked at Meng Chuan and smiled, casting a mesmerizing aura. "The emperor still has a silver tongue. I wonder how many goddesses fell for the emperor's words."
"Ha, how can that be?" Meng Chuan laughed awkwardly. There might have been much verbosity back then, but there weren't many actual actions!
Observing Qingyue's composed expression, Meng Chuan sighed, "The fairy hasn't changed at all."
"The emperor has changed a lot."
"Hahahaha!" Meng Chuan burst into laughter upon hearing this, then vanished from Yaochi, leaving a few parting words that only reached Qingyue's ears.
"The Great's name... I'm not accustomed to the fairy addressing me. I prefer the fairy calling me..."
"Little White Dragon in the Waves! Hahahaha!"
Qingyue's face flushed instantly, she gritted her teeth, and muttered softly.
"Shameless little thief!"