The Qin Divine Dynasty was established a thousand years ago, founded by the legendary war god Zou Qin Divine, who led a host of heroes to build this great empire.
At this moment, the Qin Divine Dynasty was bustling with activity.
Two great sects had arrived to select disciples from the dynasty—a grand event that only occurred once every ten years, making it a rare and significant occasion.
The two closest powers to the Qin Divine Dynasty were the Immortal Island and the Xianling Sect. Both sects mainly recruited disciples from the Qin Divine Dynasty, and thus maintained strong ties with the royal family.
In the vast outer palace hall of the royal court, a martial arts platform made of blue stone, dozens of feet wide, had been erected. Two royal family members were currently engaged in a fierce duel atop it. On the high platform above, representatives from the two sects and the King of Qin sat side by side, watching the match unfold below.
Immortal Island was said to be built upon the back of an ancient, thousand-year-old tortoise, though the truth of this remained unknown.
The Xianling Sect accepted only female disciples, much like the Mystical Sword Pavilion. Within the royal family, there were countless princesses, and being accepted into the Xianling Sect was seen as a way for them to escape a fate already written for them.
“King Qin, this time’s selection of princes and princesses is quite impressive,” remarked the representative from Immortal Island, an inner sect elder responsible for disciple recruitment. “The old ancestor of the Qin Divine Dynasty had extraordinary talent, and it seems this generation also holds great potential.”
“Elder Huang, you flatter us,” King Qin laughed heartily, clearly pleased by the compliment.
“Elder Huang, what about that quiet, aloof little one from ten years ago? How has he progressed?” Huang Bangyang asked with a smile. A decade ago, during the sect’s last visit, a certain young boy had caught his attention.
“You mean Sheng’er?” King Qin asked.
“Hmm.”
“Ah, that child has been obsessed with court politics, locked in conflict with his brothers. He’s neglected his cultivation and is currently only at the middle stage of Divine Ascension,” the King replied with a sigh.
“Not bad, not bad at all. If he had come back with me to the sect then and focused solely on cultivation, his potential would have been limitless,” Elder Huang said with some regret. Yet, reaching the middle stage of Divine Ascension was still quite impressive in his eyes.
At that moment, the elder from the Xianling Sect, who had been silent until now, finally spoke. “That child is quite good.”
King Qin focused his gaze and smiled. “Indeed, Shuiyun has excellent talent.”
At this moment, the elders from both sects were like shoppers in a market, eyeing which ‘vegetables’ they might take home.
As for King Qin, he was more than happy to let the sects choose from the royal family. Still in his prime with a strong vitality, he had countless concubines and thus many children—dozens born each year. Sending some of them to the sects was a wise decision.
It would prevent them from growing up and fighting for power, which could destabilize the royal family.
“Prince Tenglong wins!”
The outcome of the martial arts match was now clear. A boy of only twelve or thirteen had struck his opponent with one palm, sending him flying out of the arena with blood spewing from his mouth. He raised his hand high, gazing down with a look of disdain.
The Qin Shen Dynasty, established a thousand years ago, was founded by the generation’s God of Slaughter, Zou Qin Shen, who led a group of heroes to build the empire.
At this moment, the Qin Shen Dynasty is bustling with excitement.
Two major sects have come to the Qin Shen Dynasty to select disciples, a grand event that occurs only once every ten years.
The Tongtian Island and the Xianling Sect are the two closest major powers to the Qin Shen Dynasty.
Most of the disciples in these two sects are selected from the Qin Shen Dynasty, so the relationship between the two sects and the Qin Shen Dynasty is naturally very good.
At this moment, in the vast outer hall of the palace.
On a stone platform dozens of feet wide, two royal family members are engaged in a martial arts competition. On the high platform above, representatives from the two sects sit side by side with the King of Qin, watching the competition below.
Tongtian Island is located on a vast sea. Legend has it that the island is built on the back of a ten-thousand-year-old turtle, but the specifics are unknown.
The Xianling Sect only accepts female disciples, similar to the Xuanjian Pavilion. Among the royal family, there are countless princesses, and being able to enter the Xianling Sect is considered a way for these royal princesses to escape their predestined fate.
“King Qin, the princes and princesses this time are quite impressive,” said the representative from Tongtian Island, an inner sect elder responsible for disciple selection. The ancestors of the Qin Shen Dynasty had extraordinary talents, and there is a high possibility that the descendants will inherit these talents.
“Elder Huang, you flatter me,” the King of Qin laughed heartily, feeling greatly comforted by Elder Huang’s praise.
“King Qin, how is that aloof little fellow from ten years ago doing now in terms of cultivation?” Elder Huang Bangyang asked with a smile. Ten years ago, when he came to the Qin Shen Dynasty to recruit disciples, there was a little fellow who caught his attention.
“Elder Huang, are you referring to Sheng’er?” the King of Qin asked.
“Yes.”
“Ah, that child has been obsessed with political strategies, constantly competing with his brothers, and has neglected his cultivation. Now he is only at the mid-stage of the Divine Realm,” the King of Qin said.
“Not bad, not bad. If he had come back to the sect with me and devoted himself to cultivation, his achievements would have been limitless,” Elder Huang said with some regret, though he still considered reaching the mid-stage of the Divine Realm to be quite an accomplishment.
At this moment, the elder from the Xianling Sect, who had been sitting motionless, spoke up, “That child is quite good.”
The King of Qin looked over and smiled, “Yes, Shuiyun’s talent is indeed impressive.”
At this moment, the elders from the two sects were like shoppers in a market, looking for the best “produce” to take back with them.
The King of Qin fully supported the sects coming to the royal family to select disciples. Now in his middle age, with vigorous energy and a harem of three thousand beauties, he naturally had many children, with dozens born almost every year. Sending some of them to the sects was a good option.
It would prevent them from growing up and fighting over power, causing chaos in the royal family.
“Prince Tenglong wins.”
The outcome of the competition on the platform was now clear. A boy who looked only twelve or thirteen years old had struck his opponent, causing him to vomit blood and fly out of the arena. The boy then raised his hand high, looking down with disdain.
“Who else wants to challenge me for the first place in this competition? If you’re not convinced, come up,” Zou Tenglong stood on the platform, shouting arrogantly.
Seeing this, the King of Qin shook his head, “I apologize for making the two elders witness this.”
“No problem, this child is quite good,” Elder Huang nodded with a smile. With top-notch talent, he could be a great prospect with proper training.
Although Zou Tenglong was only twelve or thirteen years old, he was ruthless. In order to train, he had beaten countless prisoners in the dungeons to death.
His words were filled with killing intent, chilling the hearts of his fellow competitors.
“Too much killing intent,” Elder Yin from the Xianling Sect shook her head.
…
At this moment, the King of Qin and the elders from the two sects suddenly stood up, their eyes fixed on the distance.
They sensed intermittent waves of aura coming from afar, mixed with faint screams.
Lin Fan, carrying Zou Sheng and the others, had already flown over the Qin Shen Dynasty. Seeing the palace of the Qin Shen Dynasty ahead, Lin Fan increased his speed.
Zou Sheng, who was screaming in pain, was overjoyed to see that they were being taken here, but the pain was so intense that he couldn’t speak.
At this moment, the King of Qin finally saw what was coming from the distance, and his expression changed instantly. He then steadied himself and asked, “Who are you, and why are you harming my son?” The King of Qin saw Zou Sheng behind Lin Fan, covered in blood and weak, as if he were on the verge of death.
The royal family members participating in the competition also looked up at the sky, and when they saw the scene, they screamed in shock.
They had recognized that the person being held captive was their elder brother, Crown Prince Zou Sheng.
Some were worried, while others were secretly pleased.
Zou Tenglong, as the first place in the competition, naturally enjoyed the admiration of the crowd. Now, seeing this unknown person stealing his spotlight, he was displeased. But when he looked up and saw his elder brother being held captive, he roared, “You scoundrel, release my brother immediately.”
Elder Huang frowned slightly and stepped forward, “Sir, we can talk this over.”
“Who is the King of Qin?” Lin Fan asked coldly at this moment.
“I am,” the King of Qin locked his gaze on Lin Fan, his heart filled with anger.
“He slaughtered 108 innocent villagers. How do you account for that?” Lin Fan asked.
The King of Qin was momentarily stunned. He had thought it was something major, but it turned out to be such a trivial matter. The villagers from the mountains were not considered subjects of the Qin Shen Dynasty, so killing them was no big deal. But seeing the other party’s stance, it seemed this was not a simple matter. Could it be that these villagers were related to him, thus provoking his revenge?
Elder Huang frowned slightly. Slaughtering 108 innocent villagers was indeed unacceptable.
“You scoundrel, release my brother immediately. They were just a bunch of mountain village ants. Killing them is no big deal. If you don’t release him, watch your life,” the twelve or thirteen-year-old Zou Tenglong roared with a fierce expression.
Zou Tenglong, young as he was, had exceptional talent among the royal family, and it was not an exaggeration to call him a genius.
He had aimed for the sects in this competition. With his talent, it was only a matter of time before he became a great figure with the sects’ training.
“Ants…” At this moment, Lin Fan’s gaze sharpened, staring intently at the boy below, then a cruel smile appeared on his lips.
“Great figures, high and mighty, with absolute power, can see everything as ants. Those villagers are ants in your eyes, but in my eyes, you are just an ant.”
“Your talent is good, but being arrogant before you’ve grown up is asking for death.” At this moment, Lin Fan’s killing intent surged, and an overwhelming aura filled the entire palace.
“Hmph, this is the Qin Shen Dynasty. You scoundrel, release my brother and surrender, or I’ll make you wish you were dead…” Zou Tenglong, fearless and unyielding, looked at Lin Fan with disdain.
In an instant, a sharp light flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes.
“Leaving you alive would only bring disaster to the world.”
Seeing this, King Qin shook his head with a wry smile. “My apologies to the two elders for this display.”
“No worries. This child has great potential. With proper cultivation, he could become a fine disciple,” Elder Huang said with a nod.
Although only twelve or thirteen, Zou Tenglong was ruthless and cruel. To refine his martial arts skills, countless prisoners had been beaten to death in secret.
His words carried a chilling aura of killing intent, making his siblings shudder in fear.
“Too much killing intent,” murmured Elder Yin from the Xianling Sect, shaking his head in disapproval.
…
Just then, King Qin and the two sect elders, who had been chatting casually, suddenly stood up, their eyes narrowing as they gazed into the distance.
They had sensed a series of broken, fluctuating auras approaching from afar, accompanied by faint cries of pain.
Lin Fan, carrying Zou Sheng, had already flown above the Qin Divine Dynasty. As he looked down at the palace below, Lin Fan quickened his pace.
Hearing the cries of pain, Zou Sheng was overjoyed to realize he was being brought here, though the agony he endured left him unable to speak.
Finally, King Qin saw clearly what was approaching in the distance. His expression shifted instantly, but he quickly composed himself and asked calmly.
“Who are you, and why have you harmed my son?” King Qin’s eyes locked onto Zou Sheng behind Lin Fan, bloodied and weak, barely clinging to life.
The royal family members participating in the martial arts match also looked up into the sky. When they saw the scene above, they couldn’t help but cry out in shock.
They had recognized the person being held captive—none other than their eldest brother, Crown Prince Zou Sheng.
Some felt worry in their hearts, while others secretly rejoiced.
As the champion of the competition, Zou Tenglong basked in the admiration of the crowd. Now, seeing some unknown figure steal the spotlight, he felt displeased. But upon looking up and seeing his elder brother being held captive, he roared in anger, “Villain! Release my brother at once!”
Elder Huang frowned slightly and stepped forward. “Might I ask what business you have here?”
“Who is the King of Qin?” Lin Fan’s cold voice cut through the air.
“That would be this king,” King Qin fixed his gaze on Lin Fan, his heart burning with fury.
“He slaughtered one hundred and eight innocent villagers. What do you have to say for yourself?” Lin Fan asked.
The Qin Shen Dynasty, established a thousand years ago, was founded by the legendary warrior Zou Qin Shen, who led a group of heroes to create the empire.
At this moment, the Qin Shen Dynasty was bustling with excitement.
Two major sects had come to the dynasty to select disciples, a grand event that occurred only once every ten years.
The Tongtian Island and the Xianling Sect were the two closest major powers to the Qin Shen Dynasty.
Most of the disciples in these two sects were selected from the Qin Shen Dynasty, and naturally, the relationship between the sects and the dynasty was very strong.
At this moment, in the vast outer hall of the palace.
On a massive stone platform, dozens of feet wide, two members of the royal family were engaged in a fierce duel. On the high platform above, representatives from the two sects sat alongside the King of Qin, watching the battle below.
Tongtian Island was located on a vast sea, and it was rumored to be built on the back of a ten-thousand-year-old turtle, though the specifics were unknown.
The Xianling Sect, on the other hand, only accepted female disciples, much like the Xuange Pavilion. Among the royal family, there were countless princesses, and being able to join the Xianling Sect was seen as a way to escape their predestined fate.
“King Qin, the princes and princesses this time are quite impressive,” said the representative from Tongtian Island, an inner elder responsible for disciple selection. The ancestors of the Qin Shen Dynasty had extraordinary talents, and it was highly likely that some of the younger generation would inherit these gifts.
“Elder Huang, you flatter me,” King Qin laughed heartily, pleased with the elder’s praise.
“King Qin, how is that cold little fellow from ten years ago doing now?” Elder Huang Bangyang asked with a smile. Ten years ago, during his last visit to the Qin Shen Dynasty to recruit disciples, a particular young boy had caught his attention.
“Elder Huang, are you referring to Sheng’er?” King Qin inquired.
“Yes.”
“Ah, that child has been too focused on political maneuvering, constantly competing with his brothers, and has neglected his cultivation. Now, he is only at the mid-stage of the Divine Realm,” King Qin explained.
“Not bad, not bad. If he had come back to the sect with me and devoted himself to cultivation, his achievements would have been limitless,” Elder Huang said with some regret, though he still considered the boy’s current level of cultivation to be respectable.
At this moment, the elder from the Xianling Sect, who had been sitting silently, spoke up, “That child is quite good.”
King Qin looked over and smiled, “Yes, Shuiyun’s talent is indeed remarkable.”
At this moment, the elders from the two sects were like shoppers in a market, eyeing the best “produce” to take back with them.
King Qin fully supported the sects’ selection of disciples from the royal family. Now in his middle age, with a strong vitality and a harem of three thousand beauties, he naturally had many children, with dozens being born each year. Sending some of them to the sects was a good way to manage the situation.
It would prevent them from growing up and fighting over power, causing chaos within the royal family.
“Prince Tenglong wins!”
The outcome of the duel on the platform was decided. A young boy, only twelve or thirteen years old, had struck his opponent with a palm, sending him flying off the platform, spitting blood. The boy raised his hand high, looking down with disdain.
“Who else dares to challenge me for the first place in this competition? If you’re not convinced, come up!” Zou Tenglong stood on the platform, shouting arrogantly.
King Qin, seeing this, shook his head, “I apologize for the spectacle, elders.”
“No matter, this boy is quite good,” Elder Huang nodded with a smile. With such exceptional talent, he would be a fine disciple with proper training.
Though only twelve or thirteen years old, Zou Tenglong was ruthless. In his pursuit of martial arts, countless prisoners had been beaten to death in the dungeons.
His words were filled with killing intent, chilling the hearts of his fellow competitors.
“His killing intent is too strong,” Elder Yin of the Xianling Sect shook her head.
…
At this moment, King Qin and the elders from the two sects suddenly stood up, their eyes fixed on the distance.
They sensed intermittent waves of energy coming from afar, mixed with faint screams.
Lin Fan, carrying Zou Sheng and the others, had already flown over the Qin Shen Dynasty. Seeing the palace ahead, Lin Fan increased his speed.
Zou Sheng, in the midst of his screams, was overjoyed to see that they were being taken here, but the pain was so intense that he could no longer speak.
Finally, King Qin saw clearly what was approaching from the distance. His expression changed instantly, but he steadied himself and asked, “Who are you, and why are you harming my son?” King Qin saw Zou Sheng behind Lin Fan, covered in blood and barely alive.
The royal family members participating in the competition also looked up at the sky. When they saw the scene above, they screamed in shock.
They recognized the person being held captive—their elder brother, Crown Prince Zou Sheng.
Some were worried, while others were secretly pleased.
Zou Tenglong, as the winner of the competition, naturally enjoyed the admiration of the crowd. Seeing this unknown figure stealing his thunder, he was displeased. But when he looked up and saw his elder brother being held captive, he roared, “You scoundrel, release my brother at once!”
Elder Huang frowned and stepped forward, “Sir, let’s discuss this calmly.”
“Who is the King of Qin?” Lin Fan asked coldly.
“I am,” King Qin locked his gaze on Lin Fan, his heart filled with anger.
“He massacred 108 innocent villagers. How do you account for that?” Lin Fan demanded.
King Qin was momentarily stunned. He had expected something major, but this seemed trivial. The villagers from the mountains were not considered subjects of the Qin Shen Dynasty. Killing them was of no consequence. But given the current situation, it seemed more complicated. Could these villagers have some connection to this man, prompting his retaliation?
Elder Huang frowned. Massacring 108 innocent villagers was indeed unacceptable.
“Release my brother, you scoundrel! They were just a bunch of mountain peasants. Killing them is no big deal. If you don’t let him go, you’ll pay with your life!” Zou Tenglong, only twelve or thirteen years old, shouted with a fierce expression.
Zou Tenglong, though young, was exceptionally talented among the royal family, a true genius.
He had entered the competition with the goal of joining a sect. With his talent, it was only a matter of time before he became a great figure under the sect’s guidance.
“Peasants…” Lin Fan’s gaze sharpened as he stared at the boy below, a cruel smile forming on his lips.
“Great figures stand high above, wielding absolute power, viewing everything as ants. Those villagers were ants in your eyes, and in my eyes, you are just an ant.”
“Your talent is impressive, but to act so arrogantly before you’ve fully grown is to seek death.” Lin Fan’s killing intent surged, his overwhelming aura filling the entire palace.
“Hmph, this is the Qin Shen Dynasty. Release my brother, you scoundrel, and surrender, or you’ll wish you were dead…” Zou Tenglong, fearless and defiant, glared at Lin Fan with disdain.
In an instant, a sharp light flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes.
“Leaving you alive would only bring disaster to the world.”
Elder Huang’s brow furrowed. Slaughtering one hundred and eight innocent villagers was indeed excessive.
“Villain! Release my brother! They were just insignificant villagers in the mountains. If you don’t let him go, I’ll make sure you pay with your life!” Zou Tenglong, only twelve or thirteen years old, shouted furiously, his eyes filled with killing intent.
Zou Tenglong was young, yet his talent stood out even among the royal family. Truly a genius.
This competition had been his path toward joining a sect. With his talent, if accepted and trained by a sect, becoming a great figure was only a matter of time.
“Insignificant…” Lin Fan’s eyes narrowed sharply as he stared at the boy below, then a cruel smile curled his lips.
“Great figures stand high above, possessing absolute power, viewing all as insignificant. Those villagers were ants in your eyes, but in my eyes, you are no more than an ant yourself.”
“Your talent is indeed remarkable, but to act recklessly before you’ve fully matured is to invite death.” At that moment, Lin Fan’s killing intent surged, filling the entire palace with an oppressive aura.
“Hmph! This is the Qin Divine Dynasty! You villain, release my brother and surrender here, or I’ll make you wish you were dead…” Zou Tenglong, fearless and defiant, glared at Lin Fan with disdain.
In an instant, a sharp gleam flashed in Lin Fan’s eyes.
“Leaving you alive would only bring calamity to the world.”
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