Nothing in life hurt more than watching a treasure that "belonged" to you get handled right before your eyes, then tucked into someone else's pocket.
I really can't accept this!
Duan De hammered frantically at the barrier. That's mine! Mine!
After putting away the Moon Laurel Branch, Qin Sheng took out the Purple Gourd Great Saint Weapon and aimed it at the Moon Pool.
"Sigh. This precious elixir, comparable to the Desolate Ancient Divine Spring, has lain buried for countless ages. Let me take it away and put it to good use."
"If the Human Emperor is watching from heaven, I'm sure he'll be pleased to know his legacy can help a younger member of the Human Race."
Qin Sheng wasn't making that up. The two Human Emperors had hearts vast enough to hold the cosmos. They would never begrudge later generations a few treasures.
In the original timeline, Master Ye had returned the Sun Saint Emperor's stone coffin to Ziwei. At first, the Saint Emperor had intended to give Ye Fan the entire Fusang Divine Tree in thanks.
But something had gone wrong with the Human Emperor's corpse in the coffin. Its flesh, organs, bones, and brain had vanished without a trace, leaving only the Saint Emperor's skin, just like the Immortal Emperor's.
Under those circumstances, the Sun Saint Emperor needed the Fusang Divine Tree, so he had not given it to Ye Fan.
If the Taiyin Human Emperor were alive now that Qin Sheng had come here, he would surely be willing to invest heavily in him.
One look at the Master of Eight Scenic Palace, and anyone could tell he was destined for great things.
Dezi, however, was in agony. As he watched Qin Sheng activate the Purple Gourd, he let out a heart-rending howl.
"No!"
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