Yun Che truly hadn’t thought of his imperial title yet.

A god emperor was an existence that stood at the pinnacle of this universe. All those who ascended the throne either did it for power or to pursue the peak of the profound way. They had risen above all other living creatures and lorded over all creation. 

But Yun Che only wanted revenge. To him, his imperial title was of absolutely no importance.

“Since you brought this up, you must already have something in mind,” Yun Che pointedly replied.

“I actually have two titles in mind,” Chi Wuyao replied languidly. “The first one has to do with the fact that you’ve inherited the devil blood and devil art of the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor. You are her sole successor. So it is entirely reasonable for you to inherit the name ‘Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor’ as well.”

“This imperial title would carry unsurpassed authority in the Northern Divine Region.”

Yun Che’s brow furrowed slightly as he asked, “What about the second?”

“Heretic Emperor.” Chi Wuyao continued in a captivating voice, “Your fate turned the moment you inherited the Heretic God’s legacy. For you, who has the Heretic God’s powers running through your veins, it would not be inappropriate to take his title either.”

“In addition, the word ‘Heretic’ is neither good nor evil. It includes lack of restraint and disdain which very much agrees with the turn your fate and frame of mind have taken.

Chi Wuyao finished speaking. However, she did not ask Yun Che for his opinion. Her beautiful eyes turned to look at Qianye Ying’er. “So, what do you think?”

Qianye Ying’er replied with a cold, stern expression, “He is neither the Heaven Smiting Devil Emperor, nor is he the Heretic God. He is… unique and unmatched. He is Yun Che, someone who has no need for any other person’s prestige or titles.”

“Oh?” Chi Wuyao gave a small smirk as her...