Great Emperor Burial Shroud?

Great Emperor Burial Shroud?

"Daoist, I'm deeply saddened. You've damaged the friendship between us."

"I had an Emperor Weapon, yet I still dealt with you honestly. But you were plotting to stab me in the back. That's truly inhuman."

Qin Sheng let out a long sigh. "Lost trust is hard to repair. Holes carved into trees do not heal as time passes, but I'm willing to give you a chance, Daoist."

"I'm just that kind!"

Duan De asked cautiously, "Immortal Qin, what do you mean?"

Qin Sheng smiled. "Daoist, you know. A bloody calamity."

Duan De nearly coughed up blood. Back at the Demon Emperor's Tomb, those four words had cost him several spiritual weapons. And now they were back!

"I really have nothing left," Duan De argued.

The Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy swayed slightly. Qin Sheng stared at Duan De and said with a smile:

"Daoist, perhaps you should reconsider your wording."

The sway of the Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy made Duan De's heart pound, and he immediately became honest.

"This jade bottle is a mighty divine weapon. Once someone is taken into it, they will turn into a pool of pus and blood within three quarters of an hour. It can also hold all the waters of the five lakes and four seas."

Duan De painfully tossed over the jade bottle, his heart aching terribly.

"Not bad, not bad." Qin Sheng put away the jade bottle, then looked toward that black bone fragment.

"..."

Duan De cursed Qin Sheng viciously in his heart. Gritting his teeth, he tossed over the bone fragment as well.

Qin Sheng nodded in satisfaction and added, "Daoist, misfortune hangs over your head, baleful energy clings to your body, and you carry a vicious object on you. I fear it may endanger your life."

"But don't worry. I have always been eager to help others, so I won't simply stand by." Qin Sheng sighed.

"Meeting me can be considered your good fortune, Daoist."

Seeing Qin Sheng look at the rag on his body, Duan De immediately shook his head.

"This truly won't do!"

"It can."

"No!"

Duan De was exceptionally firm this time. Qin Sheng hesitated no longer and directly activated the Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy.

Let's be reasonable!

"Ah!"

Duan De let out a strange cry. Brilliant light burst from his body, while the rag unleashed unprecedented radiance and divine might. The drops of blood upon it fell away, reverting back into blood.

"Qin, you bastard! You asshole! You black-hearted maggot!" Duan De cursed furiously.

"You're surnamed Qin now too," Qin Sheng replied leisurely.

The Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy faced the rag. That black blood evolved into the Six Paths of Reincarnation, an utterly terrifying sight.

But no matter how many flashy tricks it displayed, the devil canopy remained unmoving, suppressing the heavens and all ages.

Boom!

Heaven and earth collapsed as a streak of black light appeared a hundred thousand miles away.

"Boundless motherfucking Heavenly Venerable! This Daoist will definitely return!"

Watching Duan De flee by some unknown method, Qin Sheng shook his head with a smile.

"Why run? It's not like I would really do anything to you."

Duan De had never intended to kill Qin Sheng. From beginning to end, he had only wanted to rob him.

Nor had Qin Sheng intended to keep Duan De behind. He could not do so, and there was no need to.

But if he treated Duan De the way he treated Ye Fan, he would definitely be scammed by this Wicked Daoist until even his underwear was gone.

When dealing with this dead fatso, one had to guard against being tricked by him while taking the initiative to trick him in return. That was the correct way to handle him.

He absolutely could not let Duan De think he was easy to bully, or he would be bullied to death.

No, even if he died, Duan De would dig up his grave!

"Time to go." Qin Sheng fled as well.

The commotion here had been far too great. Even an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon had appeared, so it would surely alert others.

"What exactly is this thing?"

Qin Sheng studied the rag in his hand over and over, yet he could not discern its origins.

He had not kept all of Duan De's rag. He had only used the Swallowing Heaven Devil Canopy to tear off a palm-sized corner, one that did not even bear the most important bloodstains.

This palm-sized scrap of rag could be considered Duan De sacrificing part of himself to survive.

Recalling the scene when Duan De activated the rag, Qin Sheng guessed:

"Could it be a burial shroud?"

After all, Duan De had dealt with graves and corpses for several lifetimes.

"A Great Emperor Burial Shroud? That is possible. This Wicked Daoist may not have much else, but he has plenty of Emperor corpses."

Yet without question, even a Great Emperor Burial Shroud could not possibly be as powerful as a true Emperor Weapon.

"No matter whose burial shroud it is, it's still a treasure."

Qin Sheng happily put away the rag. This time, he had undoubtedly made a huge profit.

A mighty jade bottle, a mysterious burial shroud, an Origin Technique bone fragment, and most importantly, the Dao-Life Mother Stone—a massive haul!

Holy City.

Qin Sheng only returned after hiding outside for more than ten days. Even so, he heard many rumors.

"A mysterious person used an Extreme Dao Emperor Weapon to confront someone a few days ago and nearly sank the Eastern Wilderness!"

I never wanted to sink the Eastern Wilderness.

"Too terrifying! I heard that a million miles of land collapsed."

Stop making things up. How could it have covered such a vast area?

"It seems the source mine of the Four Symbols Holy Land was also shaken into collapse, causing the loss of a vast amount of Source Stone."

Hm? The place where I traded with Duan De was over a hundred thousand miles from the Four Symbols Holy Land's source mine. How could it possibly have affected that place?

The rumors in Holy City grew increasingly absurd, completely different from what Qin Sheng, the person involved, had experienced. He was left speechless.

Qin Sheng walked through Holy City, passing one stone workshop after another. Seeing the lively scenes within, his hands began to itch.

During this time, he had seriously studied the Origin Emperor's Origin Technique and gained much from it. Now, he was eager to test himself.

"Practice is the sole criterion for testing truth," Qin Sheng muttered inwardly.

"Book learning alone won't do. Only by accumulating more experience can I improve my mastery of Origin Technique."

Four Symbols Stone Workshop. Qin Sheng stopped outside its entrance.

You'll do!

"Junior Brother Qin Sheng?" someone called out just then.

Qin Sheng turned and saw a group approaching from the distance.

"Zhou Siyang?"

He was a Candidate Saint Son of the Shaking Light Holy Land, in the Four Extremes Secret Realm.

After Qin Sheng sent out his divine spirit and defeated Chen Han, Elder Li had given him information on every Candidate Saint Son-level disciple within Shaking Light, telling him to familiarize himself with them.

Otherwise, it would be rather awkward to go out and not even recognize his own fellow disciples.

"What is it, Senior Brother Zhou?" Qin Sheng's expression remained calm, showing no warmth.

Zhou Siyang came from Azure Sun Peak, which had an extremely poor relationship with Dragon-Pattern Peak. The two were practically mortal enemies.

"Haha."

Zhou Siyang said with a smile, "I heard long ago that Junior Brother Qin had arrived in Holy City. I sought you out before, intending to welcome you, but I could not find any trace of you. Today, I've finally met you."

"There's no need for any welcome banquet." Qin Sheng shook his head.

"Junior Brother Qin, this is Nangong Fang, a prodigy of the Nangong Family. His Origin Technique is extraordinary. And this is..."

Zhou Siyang introduced the people around him. They were all young talents from various holy lands and aristocratic families. He continued:

"I see that Junior Brother plans to enter the Four Symbols Stone Workshop. Could it be that you are also interested in Source Stone?"

"I'm just taking a stroll," Qin Sheng replied.

"Ha, Brother Nangong's Origin Technique has improved recently, and he plans to test his skills at the Ji Family's stone workshop."

Zhou Siyang said, "Junior Brother can come with us. Nangong Fang can offer you some guidance then. You may gain a great deal from it."

Nangong Fang glanced at Qin Sheng. "I don't offer guidance to just anyone, though I have heard Qin Daoist's name."

"How about this? The Source obtained from the Source Stones we cut will be divided thirty-seventy. Then I'll offer Qin Daoist some guidance."

"Why do I only get seventy percent?" Qin Sheng asked.

Zhou Siyang smiled. "Junior Brother, you must be joking. The seventy percent is for Nangong Fang."

Qin Sheng laughed. "I pay for the Source Stones. If nothing comes out, I bear the losses alone. But if I profit, I have to give him seventy percent?"

Wouldn't that make me a beggar on my knees?

"Of course. Not just anyone can receive Nangong Fang's guidance," Zhou Siyang said with a smile.

"I'm not interested. If you want to go to the Ji Family Stone Workshop, then go. Don't disturb me." Qin Sheng turned and entered the Four Symbols Stone Workshop.

What Source Arts Family? They were nothing but fart.

Even the Origin Emperor himself had regarded Qin Sheng as a peerless genius upon meeting him, crying and begging to pass his Origin Technique on to him. Qin Sheng could not refuse even if he wanted to.

There is no need to revive the Origin Emperor. I will surpass the Origin Emperor!

(End of this chapter)