Only the Two Great Empires Would Have to Suffer

Asura looked down at Spirit Hall's Fortune, unable to move it.

Since he could not manipulate Spirit Hall's Fortune, then...

Asura's gaze turned toward the Two Great Empires. Since I cannot touch Spirit Hall's Fortune, then their national fortune shall go to my heir. If you want someone to blame, blame Spirit Hall!

Asura reached out and stripped away all the national fortune of the Two Great Empires, transforming it into Fortune before injecting it into Tang San, who was still latched onto an old sow, drinking milk.

Watching the Fortune surrounding his heir continuously increase, Asura saw that it was still far inferior to Spirit Hall's Fortune. But so what? This Fortune was enough to support his heir's ascension to godhood.

Tang San, still suckling from the old sow, suddenly released his mouth. He felt as though something had appeared within him, yet he had no idea what it was. So he opened his mouth again and resumed drinking the sow's milk.

Meanwhile, after Asura forcibly stripped the Two Great Empires of their national fortune, rebellions of all sizes broke out without end. The imperial families' authority fell again and again, while the common people cursed them incessantly.

This time, Qian Renxue did not infiltrate the Heaven Dou Empire as an undercover agent. Yet due to its lack of national fortune, the Heaven Dou Empire's Second Prince, Xue Qinghe, was assassinated by the Eldest Prince at an early age. The Third Prince, Xue Haicang, was also killed by a high-level soul beast while obtaining a Soul Ring. Xue Beng still continued, just as in the original work, to disguise himself as a profligate young master. However, those were matters that would happen later.

Everything had changed, yet it seemed that nothing had changed!

As for the Fortune of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Asura simply could not be bothered with it. With such a tiny amount of Fortune, its eventual decline was inevitable.

After Asura finished all this, an uninvited guest suddenly arrived outside the hall.

He wore a purple robe, and his features could not be seen. Only a pair of scarlet eyes was visible.

"Asura, you have violated the rules of the God Realm. Report to the God Realm Committee immediately!"

Asura God shouted:

"Damn it, I only just finished, and Destruction already came looking for me? Has Destruction been watching me this whole time?"

Yet for the sake of his heir, Asura still went to the God Realm Committee. At worst, he would be sent into the God Forbidden Land. He only had to endure it until his Godhood was inherited, and then he would be free.

At the same time, within Spirit Hall in the lower realm.

Ling Yuxuan was inside a secret chamber, questioning the system.

"System, did you give me this Judgment Seraph Spirit?"

"Yes, Host. When you first arrived in this world, I gave you this spirit."

"So that means my other spirit, the Nine Extremes Star Bow, was inherited from my parents in this life."

Ling Yuxuan sensed his Nine Extremes Star Bow. Ever since awakening his spirit a month ago, Ling Yuxuan had been pondering something.

If the Judgment Seraph Spirit had been given to him by the system, then this bow should have been inherited from his parents in this life.

Even if this spirit of his was mutated, then before mutating, it should at least have been a top-tier spirit.

And those who possessed such powerful spirits should not have remained unknown. At the very least, they should have left behind some accomplishments, and they certainly should not have abandoned their own child.

That left only one possibility. When someone with a top-tier spirit walked the continent, the first reaction of the major powers should have been to recruit them.

Or perhaps this spirit would threaten the status of another spirit in the future, and another faction had failed to recruit its owner. To prevent them from being recruited by another faction, they had pursued and killed them instead. If they could not have them, they would destroy them!

At this point, Ling Yuxuan had pieced everything together. Back then, they had probably not abandoned him deliberately. Perhaps they had been pursued, and had left him behind so that he could survive.

"System, do you know something?"

"Host, this system does know. However, because your current strength is too weak, I can only tell you that your father was indeed pursued back then. Once you become strong enough, the system will naturally tell you everything."

"Then let me ask one final question. Did Spirit Hall take part in pursuing my father back then?"

Ling Yuxuan was afraid. He was afraid that Spirit Hall had been involved in pursuing his father, while he himself had been saved by Qian Daoliu and Qian Renxue. If that were the case, one side would be the hatred of his father's murder, while the other would be the debt of saving his life. Ling Yuxuan truly did not know what he should do.

"Replying to Host, Spirit Hall was not involved in the people who pursued your father back then."

After hearing the system's answer, Ling Yuxuan's heart finally settled. It was good that they had not been involved.

"System, what realm must I reach before you can tell me the truth about what happened back then?"

"Seven rings. Once you reach the realm of a seven-ring Spirit Saint, Host, this system will naturally tell you everything that happened back then."

After receiving the system's reply, Ling Yuxuan rose and headed toward the Training Field.

Late at night.

Ling Yuxuan arrived at the Training Field and summoned his spirit. Looking at the Angel Holy Lance in his hand, Ling Yuxuan had an idea. On this continent, the soul skills people used in battle basically came from Soul Rings. Aside from that, very few people could create their own soul skills.

Ling Yuxuan intended to develop his own Self-Created Soul Skill.

The Angel Holy Lance was roughly the same shape as the spears he had seen in his previous life. Back then, he had learned some basic spear techniques.

Holding the Angel Holy Lance, Ling Yuxuan constantly recalled the spear techniques he had learned in the past.

Before dawn.

A Qing Feng swept through the Training Field. Ling Yuxuan still gripped his spear, continuously practicing within the Training Field. After an entire night of training, he had finally recalled the spear techniques he had practiced in his previous life, though he was still extremely unfamiliar with using them.

Ling Yuxuan raised his head and glanced at the sky. Dawn had already broken, but he still did not stop.

Sweat streamed continuously from Ling Yuxuan's head, soaking his clothes. Even as he felt the soreness in his arms, he continued to swing the spear in his hand.

At around nine in the morning, Qian Daoliu arrived at the Training Field with Qian Renxue. At a glance, they saw Ling Yuxuan still training.

Ling Yuxuan's body had already reached its limit, and the speed at which he swung his spear gradually slowed.

At last, Ling Yuxuan could no longer hold on. His body went limp, and he collapsed to the ground.

When Qian Renxue saw Ling Yuxuan fall, she rushed over, lifted him up, and held him in her arms.

"Xiao Xuan, what happened to you?"

Ling Yuxuan opened his eyes and saw that Qian Renxue was holding him in her arms. His face reddened slightly as he said weakly:

"Xue'er Sister, it's nothing. I just overtrained."

After saying that, he fell into a deep sleep in Qian Renxue's arms.

Qian Daoliu came over to the two of them and reached out to check Ling Yuxuan's physical condition.

"This child only stopped after training until his body gave out. He'll recover after resting for a while. Xiao Xue, keep training. I'll take Xiao Xuan down to rest."

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