Fantasy: Unparalleled Prince, Conquering the Heavens!
Chapter 98: Returning to the Country_1

Chapter 98: Chapter 98: Returning to the Country_1

"Please, rise quickly!" Qin Wudao hurriedly helped Lv Bu to his feet. He was deeply satisfied with Lv Bu’s terrifying combat power. The ability to force a peer martial artist to detonate their weapon and emerge unscathed was rare among those of the same realm.

"Thank you, my lord!" Lv Bu stood up, his back straight and tall.

"Crown Prince, who is this robust man?" the Emperor of Qin asked as he, Bai Qi, and the others flew over from a distance, his voice full of curiosity. He could tell that this Saint who had suddenly appeared was showing profound respect to Qin Wudao, indicative of a master-servant relationship. Even he was astonished by this thought. That was a Saint, after all, a peak expert of the Nine Great Domains, standing above all beings! How could such a person respect Qin Wudao so much?

When asked by the Emperor of Qin, Qin Wudao hesitated, unsure how to respond. Should he say it was a system reward? That definitely wouldn’t work!

"Father, his name is Lv Bu. He’s a subordinate of my master!" Qin Wudao said with a grin, inventing a fictitious master. Only this could explain Lv Bu’s origin.

"Since when did you have a master?" The Emperor of Qin was a little puzzled. He knew well that Qin Wudao had not left the Qin Empire since childhood, so how could this master have appeared out of nowhere?

"Father, my master is an enlightened expert; it’s best not to inquire further!" Qin Wudao continued, trying to preempt any more questions from the Emperor of Qin.

The Emperor of Qin gave Qin Wudao a puzzled glance. The boy was quite slippery, so he didn’t press any further. Come to think of it, where did Qin Wudao’s skills and powerful weapons come from if no one taught him? They surely didn’t fall from the sky, right?

"Alright then, follow your master and learn well!" the Emperor of Qin advised. He then turned his head to look at the Ghost Tomb ruins, a faint smile on his face, and commanded loudly, "Issue the order: return to the Imperial Capital!"

"As you command!" Everyone saluted, flying towards the Imperial Capital with immense joy.

This trip had been incredibly fruitful. Not only had they acquired a Tier Four Mustard Seed World, but they had also gained a Saint to secure their power. Previously, in the Nine Great Domains, there were only two major powers: the Changeable Mansion and the Alliance. Now, with a Saint presiding over the Qin Dynasty, they were fully capable of rivaling them, effectively dividing the world into three.

"Lv Bu, the Saint of the Qin Empire!"

"Isn’t the Qin Empire a minor force? How could they possibly have a Saint?"

In the Impermanence Domain, sounds of astonishment echoed from the cluster of dark palaces. The voices were filled with disbelief.

In the central suspended hall, the upper echelons of the Changeable Mansion had gathered. The hall was filled with dozens of individuals, each emanating a powerful aura; all of them were Reaching the Holy Realm martial artists.

"Palace Master, I propose we sanction the Qin Empire to curb their growth!" an elder suggested urgently. The Qin Empire and the Impermanence Domain were separated only by the Skyfire Domain. If the Qin Empire developed, it would inevitably affect the interests of the Changeable Mansion.

Zhang Zehan sat at the head, his expression somber. Since returning from the Ghost Tomb ruins, he hadn’t had a chance to rest before being informed of the appearance of a Saint in the Qin Empire. He had therefore urgently convened a meeting of the higher-ups.

"How can we sanction them? The Qin Empire is no ordinary force; they have a Saint. Unless the Old Ancestor makes a move..." the Protector said grimly, her brow furrowed, completely at a loss. When it came to Saints, even she, their resourceful strategist, had no viable plan.

"This..." Everyone looked at each other, dumbfounded. The word ’Saint’ was like a great mountain pressing down on their hearts, making it difficult to breathe.

Helpless, everyone turned their gaze to Zhang Zehan. You’re the Palace Master! It’s up to you to decide!

Zhang Zehan, feeling everyone’s eyes on him, felt a twitch at the corner of his mouth. Don’t look at me! I don’t have a solution either!

"For now, let us observe the situation quietly, as if the Qin Dynasty has no Saint. Also, expedite our plans. Within half a year, I want to see the final results!"

In the silent hall, the Void suddenly split open. The Impermanence Saint strode out, clad in a black robe, exuding a chilling aura as if he had just emerged from hell.

"As you command, Old Ancestor!" Everyone in the hall, including Zhang Zehan, knelt on both knees, their faces filled with adoration.

"Damn it! Damn that Qin Empire!" In the ancient Stone Palace of the Lin Family, Lin Beye’s face was pale with rage as he stared at the two war swords before him. A day ago, there had been one Saint-grade weapon and two King-grade weapons here. But now, only the two King-grade weapons remained; the precious Saint-grade weapon was lost.

A Saint-grade weapon, even in the Great Brilliance Domain, is a rare treasure. The Lin Family was able to possess a Saint-grade weapon without it being stolen due to their unique bloodline and profound background.

"I will avenge this!" he seethed. "It’s time to send Lin Jiewen back to the main clan. While we’re at it, we’ll ask the clan’s experts to act, annihilate the Qin Empire and the Changeable Mansion, and dominate the Nine Great Domains!" Lin Beye said sinisterly, his eyes filled with murderous intent and a flicker of anticipation.

Ancient records state that the Lin Clan is an abandoned race. To return to their main clan, certain conditions must be met: either they produce a Saint King Realm martial artist, or they have a prodigy with a special physique. If either of these conditions is met, the Lin Family can go to their main clan, gaining its support, vast resources, and the protection of its powerful members...

"Issue the order: in three days, we set out for the Central Continent!" Lin Beye commanded sternly from outside.

Outside the stone dwelling, Lin Ao Zu and Lin Jiewen had been standing for a long time. Upon hearing these words, a glimmer of joy appeared on their faces.

The Central Continent!

The world of the strong, the cradle of prodigies!

There, one could find the most systematic cultivation methods!

There, were countless heavenly treasures, inexhaustible and unending!

And there resided their main clan, dominating a region, awe-inspiring the world, devouring territories like a tiger!

「Wuling Domain!」

The experts from the Sword Sect and Saber Mansion were gathered, looking as dejected as frost-bitten eggplants, completely dispirited.

"Speak. What should be our next move?" Saber Sovereign sat above, his resonant voice echoing. However, if one listened carefully, a hint of fatigue could be detected in his tone.

The sects’ most promising young talents had all perished. A crisis of succession was now a certainty. Moreover, they had offended the Qin Empire. Although no action had been taken yet, their hostile stance was perfectly clear.

"Mansion Master, we can only commit to this path to the very end!" an elder said mournfully.

"But if we follow the Lin Family, can we truly expect a good outcome?" Saber Sovereign hesitated slightly. Lin Beye was defeated and had to detonate his Saint-grade weapon just to save his own life. This proved he was far from being a match for the Qin Empire’s Saint. The impending war would still likely be perilous.

"Mansion Master, I’ve heard the Lin Family has a profound background. Perhaps the powers behind them will intervene!" the elder said with some hesitation, his tone uncertain.

Sword Sovereign and Saber Sovereign frowned slightly. This rumor had circulated for hundreds of thousands of years, and they couldn’t be sure if it was true or false. The only certainty was that the Lin Family had appeared as if from nowhere, descending from the sky and occupying a domain. Their origins were quite mysterious!