Qin Hao shook his head with a bewildered look on his face. "Said what?"
Qin Wuya looked Qin Hao up and down before continuing, "If they didn't say it, then forget it. There's no need for you to know anyway, since it's still uncertain whether this kind of thing is true or false."
At this point, Qin Wuya paused and then asked, "Kid, what you told me before, about that woman still being alive and trapped in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield, are you sure about this?"
Qin Hao nodded heavily. "Of course. Ruyan told me this herself, how could it be fake?"
Qin Wuya pursed his lips in thought for a moment before saying, "I know she told you herself. To tell you the truth, I went to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield alone these past two days to look for her, but I couldn't find her."
Qin Hao raised an eyebrow. "Old man, if you were going, you should have taken me with you. If I went, I definitely would have found her."
Hearing this, Qin Wuya could not help but let out a cold snort. "Hmph, if it were that easy to bring you along, I would have taken you right now. That place is extremely dangerous, even for me."
As he spoke, Qin Wuya unconsciously glanced at his arm. There was a Dao injury there, left behind from his recent trip to the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
Qin Wuya shook his head, pushing those thoughts aside. Instead, he reached out and grabbed Qin Hao by the collar, lifting him up as easily as picking up a little chick.
"Dad, what are you doing? I can walk by myself! Put me down!"
Qin Hao struggled in Qin Wuya's grip for a few moments, but upon realizing he could not break free, he simply gave up resisting and let himself be carried.
Qin Wuya's figure flashed, and he disappeared from the courtyard, taking Qin Hao with him.
In an instant, the two arrived in front of a towering palace. The palace was completely black and exuded an ancient, weathered aura, as if it had existed for hundreds of millions of years.
"Is this the sleeping quarters of the First Ancestor?"
Qin Hao looked around curiously. Having reached their destination, Qin Wuya finally set him down on the ground.
Qin Wuya led Qin Hao toward the inside of the palace. Pushing open the heavy black doors, an ancient and majestic presence rushed toward them.
Inside, the hall was brightly lit, giving off a solemn and dignified feeling.
Qin Hao looked up and saw that quite a few people had already gathered deep within the grand hall.
Every one of those people had a profound aura, their cultivation bases unfathomable.
At this moment, a group of the Qin family's ancestors were surrounding a young man. The young man was dressed in white, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes. He had an imposing appearance and exuded an innate arrogance from head to toe.
The Qin family ancestors surrounded him, praising him all at once:
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, Qin Zhantian is truly worthy of being the first-generation Emperor Son of our Qin family. Look at his foundation, it's so solid it's outrageous! I've lived for hundreds of thousands of years, and this is the first time I've ever seen such a stable foundation."
"Indeed. And this spiritual energy quality, do you all feel it? It's too pure! It doesn't feel like the spiritual energy of a Body Integration Realm cultivator at all. Even when this old man was in the Mahayana Realm, the purity of my spiritual energy was nowhere near Qin Zhantian's current level."
Listening to the praises of the surrounding ancestors, the corners of Qin Zhantian's mouth curled up slightly. He released a bit of the vitality and blood-qi power from his body. Instantly, a majestic force of blood-qi surged out from him, reverberating throughout the grand hall.
That blood-qi power was as vast as the ocean and as scorching as a flame. It actually condensed into an illusory phantom of a Qilin in the air above the hall, roaring toward the heavens.
The ancestors watched, dumbfounded. "Blood-qi materialization! Heavens, it's actually blood-qi materialization. Just how surging must one's blood-qi power be to achieve this?"
"This blood-qi power is a hundred times stronger than that of demonic beasts in the same realm! Haha, Qin Zhantian is truly worthy of being our Qin family's first-generation Emperor Son. With such talent, he will definitely reach the pinnacle of the Three Realms and Nine Heavens in the future. He might even lead our Qin family to a new peak."
Hearing his proud son receive such high praise from everyone, the First Ancestor could not stop the corners of his mouth from rising. He raised a hand to motion for everyone to quiet down, then said to Qin Zhantian:
"Qin Zhantian, show it to them."
Qin Zhantian nodded lightly, then took a step forward.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering without any wind, and a profoundly mysterious aura began to permeate around him.
The aura of the Great Dao!
The elders in the hall instantly fell silent. Everyone's eyes widened, and they held their breath.
Because they felt a complete Great Dao!
In this era where the Great Dao was fragmented, what emanated from Qin Zhantian's body was actually the aura of a complete Great Dao!
"This, this is a complete Great Dao! How is this possible? First Ancestor, how did Qin Zhantian achieve this?"
The crowd hurriedly looked toward the First Ancestor, their eyes filled with anticipation.
The First Ancestor smiled gently:
"Haha, I once accidentally entered a ruin. Deep within that ruin, I found a Qilin egg that had been slumbering since the Immortal Ancient Era."
"That Qilin egg is a product of a time when the Great Dao was complete, and its bloodline contains the brand of a complete Great Dao."
"When I decided to have Qin Zhantian slumber to prepare for the era of great contention, I used a secret technique to fuse Qin Zhantian with the Qilin egg."
"Now that Qin Zhantian has broken out of the egg, not only has he mastered the bloodline power of the Qilin, but he has also reflected the complete Great Dao within it. This allowed him to cultivate a complete Great Dao in this era where the Dao is fragmented."
After hearing this, everyone suddenly understood.
"So that's how it is. No wonder Qin Zhantian's blood-qi power is so vigorous and he can even materialize his blood-qi into a Qilin. It turns out he fused with a Qilin bloodline."
Looking at Qin Zhantian, the group of ancestors grew fonder of him the more they looked:
"This is the true Qilin child of our Qin family. Qin Zhantian is worth our Qin family pouring all our resources into cultivating!"
"That's right, Qin Zhantian is simply a treasure sent by heaven to our Qin family. A complete Great Dao, a Qilin bloodline. Hahaha, it looks like our Qin family is about to step up to another level."
Just as the group of ancestors were sparing no praise for Qin Zhantian, a lazy voice suddenly rang out:
"No, is it really that exaggerated? I feel like he's quite mediocre. Or could it be that you ancestors haven't actually seen much of the world?"
The voice was not loud, but it clearly entered everyone's ears. The air in the grand hall instantly froze.
Everyone turned their heads in unison to look at the source of the voice.
Qin Hao stood there, nonchalantly picking his ear. Then, when all the ancestors looked at him, he blew a breath of air toward them.
He was calm and breezy, as if that earth-shattering remark he just made was nothing more than a casual "the weather is nice today."
"Qin Wuya, shouldn't you discipline your son properly? Is it that hard to admit that someone else is outstanding?"
Qin Wuya walked straight past everyone, went to the First Ancestor's side, pulled out the chair next to the First Ancestor, and sat down without a care in the world:
"Admitting that someone else is outstanding is indeed not hard, but you have to actually be outstanding, right? I think what little Hao said has no flaws. What? Is it not allowed for people to point out mediocrity?"
The father and son chimed in with each other, both wearing an arrogant expression that screamed "the heavens are first, the earth is second, and I am third." This truly infuriated the group of ancestors.
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