Yellow Springs Illustrated Record! An Emperor Weapon Has No Second Master!

As the aged voice fell, the Artifact Spirit's somewhat illusory figure appeared before everyone.

Qin Jiuge inwardly thought, Just as I expected, as he looked at the phantom figure.

He had suspected it before.

Lin Fan, as a Child of Destiny, had suddenly experienced a meteoric rise in strength. He had most likely stumbled upon some tremendous opportunity—perhaps a Heavenly Combat Skill like Ghost Possession—so Qin Jiuge had spoken up to test him.

Who would have thought he would actually scam one out of him!

Moreover, judging by this Soul Body's appearance, it did not seem to be the soul of some ordinary strong expert, but an Artifact Spirit.

One had to know that the conditions required to nurture an Artifact Spirit were exceedingly harsh. This ancient-looking illustrated record... was definitely anything but simple!

If he could get it under his control...

Qin Jiuge's gaze fell upon the somewhat ancient Scroll, and a blazing heat surged within him.

For it to transform Lin Fan, an ordinary Groom, within three months and even allow him to reach the Nirvana Realm, this Scroll's power was truly extraordinary.

He was currently facing competition for the position of Young Master of the Qin Family. Although he had the Chaos Body as his foundation, who knew whether that genius of the First Sequence had some hidden trump card?

To hold the position of First Sequence in the talent-packed Qin Family for so many years without falling—who would believe he had no trump cards?

It was better to be cautious...

However... this was clearly not the right place. With so many eyes around, Qin Jiuge understood the principle that wealth should not be displayed openly.

With that thought, Qin Jiuge gave Old Man Lin a look.

To become captain of the Dark Guards, Old Man Lin was no ordinary man.

With just one look from Qin Jiuge, he immediately understood.

The next second, a terrifying aura erupted around Old Man Lin!

The violent gale sent the Su Family members in the Banquet Hall staggering in all directions.

By the time they came to their senses, Qin Jiuge and the others had already vanished...

Aboard the Flying Boat.

Qin Jiuge sat imposingly in a chair, looking down arrogantly at Lin Fan, who had become a Soul Body.

Just now, Old Man Lin had used his formidable strength to bring Qin Jiuge, Lin Fan, and several people nearby aboard the Flying Boat.

Lin Fan had also come back to his senses by now. He realized just how vast the gap between himself and Qin Jiuge was. More importantly, he realized that if he continued acting arrogantly, he might very well die!

The two old men beside Qin Jiuge were each more terrifying than the last, and Qin Jiuge was absolutely a ruthless man who meant what he said!

"Young Master Qin, I was blind and failed to recognize Mount Tai before. I offended you, Young Master Qin. Please be magnanimous and forgive me this once..."

Lin Fan's Soul Body wore a broad smile as he bowed and scraped before Qin Jiuge. His attitude was exceptionally respectful, completely devoid of his earlier wild arrogance.

His many years as a Groom had taught him early on how to flatter and curry favor. Now that another held the knife while he lay on the chopping block, this skill that had kept him alive finally had a use...

Yet Qin Jiuge had no interest whatsoever in his flattery. He simply kicked him flying. "Scram!"

Lin Fan, kicked into a rolling gourd by Qin Jiuge, did not dare say another word. He obediently hid in a corner, secretly hardening his heart.

One day, he would make Qin Jiuge repay this tenfold... no, a hundredfold!

After dealing with Lin Fan, Qin Jiuge turned to the Artifact Spirit, and his tone became considerably more polite.

"Old sir, you should be the Artifact Spirit of this Scroll, correct?"

"As far as I know, even a Supreme Artifact cannot nurture an Artifact Spirit with intelligence like yours. It is said that only Emperor Weapons have a tiny chance of nurturing an Artifact Spirit as enlightened as you..."

The moment these words were spoken, Old Man Lin and Uncle Li were shocked beyond measure.

An Emperor Weapon?

This utterly ordinary-looking Scroll was actually an Emperor Weapon?

Impossible, right?

Which Emperor Weapon was not incomparably resplendent...

This Scroll looked worn and tattered. Where was there even a trace of splendor about it?

They turned their eyes toward the Artifact Spirit beside them, as though waiting for him to clarify that he was not the spirit of an Emperor Weapon...

Unexpectedly, the phantom old man gave a bitter smile the next second. "Young friend, you have sharp eyes indeed."

"That is correct. That Scroll truly was once an Emperor Weapon, and this old man is its Artifact Spirit."

Hearing the old man admit it himself, Old Man Lin and Uncle Li's eyes widened.

This Scroll really was an Emperor Weapon?

At first, they had wondered why Qin Jiuge had suddenly decided to come to this tiny East Departure City.

They had even once believed that Qin Jiuge had truly heard that Su Xian'er possessed some beauty, and that it was because he had developed feelings for her that he kept provoking Lin Fan.

Yet Lin Fan actually possessed an Emperor Weapon?

Then Qin Jiuge's purpose from the very beginning had been to come for this Emperor Weapon?

They could not help being astonished by the depth of Qin Jiuge's schemes.

However, another question also surfaced in their hearts.

Since this Scroll was an Emperor Weapon, why had it fallen to such a state?

One had to know that even those unfathomable Holy Lands possessed only a single Emperor Weapon!

As for Emperor Weapons that had ended up outside, they were rarer than phoenix feathers and qilin horns.

How had Qin Jiuge known there was an Emperor Weapon here?

While the two were still puzzled, Qin Jiuge did not remain idle. He continued guiding the phantom old man.

"Old sir, there is no future in following someone like Lin Fan. You saw it yourself—once I arrived, he was crushed by me as easily as rotten wood. You might as well acknowledge me as your master."

"I possess the Chaos Body and have the Qin Family at my back. It is impossible for me not to rise."

"In talent, status, and background, I utterly crush Lin Fan."

"A fine bird chooses the tree on which to perch. Consider it carefully..."

Lin Fan, who had been hiding off to the side, could not help flying into a rage when he heard Qin Jiuge trying to tempt the Artifact Spirit.

Once he lost the Yellow Springs Illustrated Record, what difference would there be between him and a cripple?

Would he not have to return to those lowly days of the past?

Thinking of this gave him a few more scraps of courage, and he began cursing loudly.

"Qin Jiuge... you beast..."

"Noisy!"

Qin Jiuge's brows sank as he spoke coldly.

Immediately afterward, he condensed a massive hand of spiritual energy and firmly seized Lin Fan.

The old man beside them watched this scene with a helpless expression covering his face.

He knew that everything Qin Jiuge had said was true.

Whether in talent, family background, or any other respect, he far surpassed Lin Fan.

But Qin Jiuge had clearly overlooked one thing... he was the spirit of an Emperor Weapon... and he possessed an Emperor Weapon's pride!

Since the Yellow Springs Illustrated Record had already acknowledged Lin Fan as its master, even if he had not yet awakened at that time, he could not go back on his word!

With this thought, the old man spoke with some difficulty, his tone sonorous and forceful.

"I am sorry, but I cannot agree to your request."

"Even though the Yellow Springs Illustrated Record is now badly damaged, it is still an Emperor Weapon—a proud Emperor Weapon!"

"An Emperor Weapon has no second master!"