Qin Huai’s Way to Enter the Heavens

“Submit? There’s no need for that. It’s simply fair, considering the heavens above us,” the white-robed king said indifferently. He regarded Gou Xinyue as if he was looking at something unimportant.

“The Supreme One has brought fairness to Qingzhou. All fighters start from the same point and have the opportunity to reach the highest realm. Life and death are the same, so there’s no longer any difference between high and low, birth or talent. And I am the judge of Qingzhou,” the white-robed king continued, rising slowly.

“Humph! You’re nothing but a heretic spreading lies. I’ll kill you one day!” Yue Yang retorted, his eyes radiating a fierce cold light.

“I’ll be waiting here for you to reach the level where you’re qualified to fight me. This is the fairness I’m granting you,” the king answered casually.

He then proceeded to the interior of the Thousand Divination Tower, the red-robed man trailing close behind with devotion in his eyes.

They halted to examine three headless stone statues. The leftmost statue was clothed in a Buddhist robe and held prayer beads, while the rightmost wore a Taoist robe, had a long beard, held a whisk, and carried a wooden sword. The middle statue combined the two, with half in a kasaya and half in a Taoist robe.

Among the three stone statues, only the statue of the Thousand Divination Tower had a head.

“Mocking Buddhism and Taoism as brainless, huh? Quite an interesting sect,” the king mused, observing two individuals writing on a piece of paper.

“What are you guys doing?” the king asked, approaching to see what was on the paper. “Is it me?” he realized.

“Yes, sir. Your stone statue will be placed beside those three statues,” Lord Yue Yang responded.

“Does it have a head?” the king asked.

“No… Yes!” Yue Yang stammered, apologizing.

“Then cut it off. My looks are too grand for the heavens and earth. I don’t want to steal your sect’s fortune,” the king suggested, leaving Yue Yang flustered, uncertain if he was joking.

“Just do as he says,” the red-robed man intervened. “Do you think he would lie like you?” “Yes, sir!” Yue Yang quickly agreed.

The king continued to explore the Thousand Divination Tower. After about two hours, Yue Yang asked, “Sir, what do you plan to do about the Qingzhou Alliance? They could all become leaders in the future, especially the leader Qin Huai.

“After getting the inheritance of the Emperor of Qingzhou, his strength has become terrifying. He’s only at the second-level visceral prefecture realm, yet he was able to kill the second elder of Wuji Mountain, Shang Yinzhong.”

“He managed to kill an elder? Isn’t that because of his hard work in cultivation?” the king replied, leaving Yue Yang speechless. “Let them cultivate then. If they can defeat me, doesn’t that make them the chosen one?”

With that, the king left, disappearing from sight.

The red-robed man sneered. “Hmph, those people aren’t at the king’s realm yet. The white-robed king is a true king! I’m also a future king!” He revealed his sharp fangs when he wasn’t facing the white-robed king.

“That Qin Huai… You can fight him,” the king’s voice echoed from afar.

“Understood!” The red-robed man lowered his head slightly, his strong aura making the Tower Lord step back.

‘These guys from the west… They’re all beasts.’

…

At the Spirit Gate, Qin Huai landed smoothly. “The demons have all gone to the blood sea…” he shared with his team, explaining everything he’d learned on his journey.

“That’s good, isn’t it? We only need to deal with the Sacred Heart Sect’s forces,” Fang Huo hastily responded.

“But Brother Fang, did you notice? The blood and bone fragments of those we killed in Qingzhou City ended up in the blood sea,” Gou Jie noted.

Le Ji ‘an added, “The blood sea could be an energy pool, absorbing life essence from all the people who died in Qingzhou City. We might be helping the enemy by killing people.”

Fang Huo stood up and said, “Not really. The blood sea is the Sacred Heart Sect’s creation. If we destroy them, the blood sea’s power will weaken significantly. Now is not the time to protect everything. We have to sacrifice some things.” Fang Huo’s blunt and grim thoughts left everyone speechless. After a moment of silence, all eyes turned to Qin Huai, their leader.

“I’ll think of a plan. I’ll inspect the blood sea before making a decision. For now, find out where the enemy is and assess their strength. When the time comes, we’ll wipe them all out,” Qin Huai instructed before quickly leaving.

…

Ten days later, Qin Huai met with Old Master Tong in Lingjiang.

“Make a flying artifact?” Old Master Tong was surprised. “I had such a dream when I was young… But I could only fly ten thousand feet. If all my people work together, maybe we can achieve twenty thousand… no, thirty thousand feet! But I can’t guarantee success,” Old Master Tong speculated.

“I need to go sixty-three thousand feet,” Qin Huai revealed.

“Ah? Even if the Patriarch Creation came back to life, it’d be hard to achieve that,” Old Master Tong claimed.

“But the demons can…” Qin Huai gritted his teeth. “All of them are offspring of demons, naturally in sync with the universe. Even though treasured weapons are made in line with the natural flow of the universe and exist in the world, they still defy the laws of nature.

“In terms of relationships, a real son might cross boundaries and seize the throne, maybe earning a scolding or a beating. But if an adopted son tries to seize the throne… The result is certain death.”

Qin Huai fell silent, contemplating if a flying artifact was feasible. He mused, “If I have demon wings, I can fly up…”

He retreated into a secret room, pondering his next steps.

“If the guardian spirit item is destroyed, will it affect me? Can the blood heart technique and the divine power book of a thousand creations be restored?”

Qin Huai’s thoughts started to go crazy as he looked at the various spirit items that were floating in the air in his dantian world. Gritting his teeth, he instantly activated his cultivation technique to draw it into his internal organs. The experience he needed to reach the third-level visceral prefecture realm had already been replenished on the way back.

Boom! action

Activating his cultivation technique, he drew a strange drop of blood essence into his spleen. The whole process went remarkably smoothly. It wasn’t as tough or painful as the time he refined the bronze mountain and river diagram or the true dragon bone.

This wasn’t because Qin Huai had grown stronger, but rather because the blood essence, being a guardian spirit item, was not of a very high grade.

In under two hours, Qin Huai surprisingly advanced to the third-level visceral prefecture realm.

Then, he broke apart the blood essence, using the blood heart technique to repair the forcefully created hole in his internal organs. The divine power book of a thousand creations absorbed the shattered blood essence to replenish his spleen.

After some time, Qin Huai opened his eyes, a satisfied smile on his face. “I did it.”