A Saint Weapon for a Like

Shaking Light Holy Land.

When Qin Sheng returned openly and without concealment, he immediately drew the attention of many experts.

"The Saint Son has returned."

"This aura... he really has become a Great Ability!"

"How many years has it been since he joined the Holy Land? Heaven bless Shaking Light!"

"Our Shaking Light is truly going to produce a Great Emperor, making up for the regret of having no emperor!"

"..."

Many Shaking Light experts were deeply excited, proud that their own sect had produced a disciple like Qin Sheng.

By now, the internal competition within Shaking Light had completely ceased to matter to Qin Sheng. Unlike Big Moon, who still could not suppress everyone in the Ji Family, Qin Sheng was different.

Qin Sheng was the sole choice favored by all. No one could compete with him for anything.

Factional struggles, struggles for profit—none of them mattered more than Qin Sheng.

He was Shaking Light's greatest faction and its greatest interest.

The farther Qin Sheng went in the future and the higher he stood, the greater the benefits Shaking Light would naturally receive.

Just as the Wang Family regarded Wang Teng as their own "Emperor's Son," Shaking Light was no less so.

Shaking Light desperately needed a Great Emperor, to become a Great Emperor Orthodoxy in name and reality rather than its former state of possessing only an Emperor Weapon but no imperial Dao.

Forever loyal to the Saint Son!

"Big brother, this place is so magnificent," Xiao Nannan praised.

Shaking Light and Yaochi had different styles. The latter brimmed with immortal aura, while the former was grand and magnificent.

"This is your home too."

Qin Sheng stroked Xiao Nannan's little head and said,

"Tell me wherever you want to go. No one will stop you."

Whoever dared stop