Boom!
A cataclysmic upheaval shook the heavens and earth as thunder cracked across the sky.
At that moment, a shiver of terror ran through everyone's heart.
Is this the wrath of a Great Emperor?
Qin Zhantian is actually flying into a rage over a good-for-nothing younger brother!
Shock rippled through the crowd.
They knew that without a reasonable explanation and solution today, the Crown Prince of the Immortal Qin Empire would unleash his fury.
"Please calm your anger, Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince! It was this humble one's fault, I deserve to die!"
Cold sweat streamed down the young man's forehead as he kowtowed repeatedly to Qin Zhantian, begging for mercy.
Then, he turned and kowtowed to Qin Feng.
"Sixth Prince, it was my fault! I beg you, show mercy and spare this humble one."
The young man kept bowing his head in apology toward Qin Feng.
Thud, thud, thud!
Even as his forehead split open and bloodied, he did not dare to stop, continuing until he passed out cold.
Seeing the young man reduced to such a miserable state, the assembled prodigies all turned pale!
At that moment, they finally recognized their own standing.
They began to look at Qin Feng before them in a whole new light.
This was the Sixth Prince of the Immortal Qin Empire!
The son of Qin Shi Huang, Human Sovereign of the Human Race!
The young master of this grand imperial dynasty!
What did it matter if one was a peerless prodigy or monstrous talent?
Whoever dared to show contempt for the son of the Human Sovereign, no matter who they were, would face severe punishment!
"Meng Wushuang greets the Sixth Prince!"
A handsome youth—his physique tall and majestic like a mountain, draped in golden chain mail that swirled around him like a golden dragon, crowned with a purple-gold hair-binding diadem that shimmered like a veil of purple mist, and wielding a halberd that made him look like a god of war descended from the heavens—cupped his fists toward Qin Feng and spoke.
He took the lead in paying respects.
The others exchanged glances.
"We pay our respects to the Sixth Prince!"
In that instant.
Every single prodigy of the Immortal Qin Empire bowed respectfully, saluting Qin Feng.
Gone from their eyes was the old contempt and disdain; in its place was the profound respect due solely to the imperial family of the Human Sovereign!
Qin Feng swept his gaze across the crowd, a smile curving the corner of his mouth.
He glanced at his eldest brother, Qin Zhantian.
At that moment, Qin Zhantian was looking back at him as well.
Their eyes met, and both grinned.
A warm glow filled Qin Feng's heart.
This was his eldest brother!
Who said that those born into the royal family must butcher each other?
How harmonious they were.
It was only a pity...
As Qin Feng thought of Su Qingwan, and then of the protagonist of destiny... and recalled how his eldest brother Qin Zhantian had fought to the utter annihilation of his soul for the sake of all living beings in the world, a surge of killing intent boiled up inside him!
"Su Qingwan... in two days, I will show the whole world your ugly face!"
That murderous intent flashed and vanished in an instant.
Qin Zhantian frowned, then relaxed, assuming it was merely an illusion caused by handling too many state affairs lately.
"Alas, my whole life has been the pursuit of martial arts; I have no desire for power whatsoever, it's just too exhausting... It's only a pity that little Feng cannot cultivate..."
At this thought, a wave of weariness washed over him, but he patiently turned his attention back to Qin Feng.
"Sixth Brother, this matter is settled. Big Brother knows why you came."
"Your monthly stipend of ten million Spirit Stones will be delivered to your palace by the chief eunuch shortly."
Hearing this, the assembled prodigies stared dumbfoundedly at Qin Feng, their eyes turning green with envy.
Though no one spoke aloud, a collective gasp of shock rippled through the entire gathering.
Ten million Spirit Stones!
They had never seen so many Spirit Stones in their entire lives!
And yet, this was merely the Sixth Prince's allowance for a single month!
They were like a bunch of rich kids whose families gave them a few tens of thousands a month.
Whereas Qin Feng's family handed him ten million straight off the bat every single month!
What did it mean to be wildly extravagant?
This was it!
"Big Brother, no, that's not why I came here."
Qin Feng shook his head.
"All right, Sixth Brother, Big Brother knows you have to support the Su Family. Let's make it twenty million Spirit Stones."
"Eh? Big Brother, I don't want them."
"What?! Still not enough? Thirty million Spirit Stones, and not a single stone more! Otherwise, if Father finds out, you'd better watch out or you won't be able to get out of bed for half a year."
"Big Brother, I..."
Qin Feng was dumbfounded.
No.
Why did this eldest brother dote on him so much?
Thirty million Spirit Stones!
A monthly allowance!
The group of prodigies nearly dropped to their knees on the spot.
They all stared longingly at Qin Zhantian, wondering if he might be willing to take on another younger brother.
If not a brother, a son would do just as well!
Su Yuan, standing within the crowd, swallowed hard, his face flushed with excitement.
"Thirty million Spirit Stones! With so many Spirit Stones, I could live the high life for quite a long time!"
"I must find a way to trick all of Qin Feng's Spirit Stones into my own hands."
A flash of greed crossed his eyes.
Yet, Qin Feng's response completely defied everyone's expectations...
"Big Brother, I don't want Spirit Stones. I want to enter the Scripture Pavilion to select a cultivation technique."
Qin Feng shook his head and said.
"What? Sixth Brother, you?"
Qin Zhantian frowned.
The expressions of the others turned extremely ugly.
"What is the Sixth Prince playing at? The Crown Prince offered him thirty million Spirit Stones, so why does he still insist on entering the Scripture Pavilion?"
"Hmph! Isn't the Sixth Prince being far too greedy?"
"Meng Wushuang, you are the strongest among us, say something fair!"
"That's right! The Sixth Prince is delicate and pampered; what if he disrupts our search for techniques?"
Hearing this, Meng Wushuang knitted his sword-like brows, stepped forward, and cupped his fists.
"Your Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the Sixth Prince possesses no cultivation. Even if he enters the Scripture Pavilion and finds a technique, he cannot possibly practice it. Moreover, the Scripture Pavilion is fraught with danger; if the Sixth Prince were to suffer even the slightest mishap, none of us could bear the responsibility."
His meaning was crystal clear: he wanted to make Qin Feng back down in the face of difficulty.
Furthermore, these words were spoken for Qin Zhantian to hear; the moment Qin Zhantian made any unfair move, it would inevitably chill the hearts of all the talented prodigies.
"Sixth Brother, you..."
Qin Zhantian tried to persuade him.
"Big Brother, I can enter the Scripture Pavilion by myself."
Qin Feng waved his hand.
"Besides... who says this Prince has no cultivation!"
With that.
His aura was fully unleashed!
1st Layer of Qi Condensation!
It was exceedingly faint, flickering like a tiny flame that might be extinguished at any moment.
Yet this trace of aura struck like a colossal boulder cast into the boundless ocean, churning up ten-thousand-foot waves!
"Holy crap! The good-for-nothing... no wait, the Sixth Prince can actually cultivate now?!"
All the prodigies were dumbfounded.
Wasn't he born with a crippled physique?
How could he possibly cultivate?!
"What?!"
Qin Zhantian's expression underwent a drastic change!
With a flash, he was standing right in front of Qin Feng, grabbing his hand without a word and sending a sliver of primordial Qi probing into Qin Feng's body.
"Qi Condensation Realm! It really is the Qi Condensation Realm!"
At that moment, Qin Zhantian burst into wild laughter, boundless joy and excitement shining in his eyes.
"Hahaha! Good! Good! Good!"
Repeating the word "good" three times over was enough to show just how much he doted on and cherished Qin Feng.
Qin Feng gave a faint smile. Seeing his eldest brother so overjoyed, he smiled gently.
"Sixth Brother! You can finally cultivate! That's wonderful! Big Brother always knew my Sixth Brother was no good-for-nothing!"
"If Father finds out, he'll surely be so happy he'll go slaughter a few Forbidden Zone Supremes to celebrate."
Qin Zhantian laughed heartily, wearing a genuine smile while crystalline tears flashed in the corners of his eyes.
He brought his fist down heavily onto Qin Feng's shoulder.
"You rascal! You could cultivate and yet you kept it a secret from Big Brother."
Qin Feng shrugged.
"Big Brother, at first I thought it was just my imagination, but then out of nowhere I found I could cultivate, and after practicing a bit I hit the 1st Layer of Qi Condensation."
He certainly wouldn't dare reveal that he had already reached the Great Emperor realm.
If those words were spoken aloud, the entire Human Race would be shaken to its core!
"Congratulations to the Sixth Prince on recovering your innate talent!"
The crowd of prodigies and talents looked at Qin Feng with extremely complicated expressions, their hearts a whirl of mixed emotions.
Who could have imagined that the useless Sixth Prince would actually be able to cultivate once more!
"Big Brother, may I enter the Scripture Pavilion now?"
Qin Feng asked.
"You may, of course you may!"
Qin Zhantian laughed aloud, his manner dripping with bold heroism.
"Big Brother will assign someone to guard your path. We won't be greedy; just grab any random technique, your safety is what matters most."
His eyes were filled with deep affection.
Now that his younger brother's talent had recovered, he certainly didn't want him taking unnecessary risks.
Besides, he had cultivation techniques to spare; if it weren't for the fact that Emperor-grade techniques weren't suited for everyone, he would have wanted Qin Feng to cultivate his own Heaven-Incinerating Tyrant Body Scripture.
"No, Big Brother, my ambition lies elsewhere. When I enter the Scripture Pavilion, I am going to search for an Emperor-grade technique."
Qin Feng refused.
"Sixth Brother, you..."
Seeing the resolute gaze in his eyes, Qin Zhantian felt no anger whatsoever; on the contrary, he was immensely gratified.
Possessing an unyielding willpower was far more important than having a great innate talent!
"Very well, Sixth Brother, Big Brother agrees. However, the Scripture Pavilion is fraught with peril; it was established back in the ancient era, so you must never force things. If you encounter danger, just shatter the teleportation talisman and come right back."
Qin Zhantian explained the situation to Qin Feng.
The two of them talked for a long time.
In the end, Qin Feng gained a general understanding of the Scripture Pavilion.
This was no ordinary scripture repository, but a vastly sprawling secret realm.
Every grade of technique was guarded by a guardian.
Outsiders could neither offer help nor cheat.
Only by defeating the guardian could one obtain the technique.
Moreover, there was a ranking list.
Rankings were compiled based on the strength of the guardian one defeated.
The stronger your innate talent and the more powerful the guardian you defeated, the higher your rank would be!
The Immortal Qin Empire had a rule.
Anyone who broke into the top hundred would be designated as an Immortal Qin prodigy and cultivated with the empire's full resources!
Qin Feng turned his head to look at the massive stone tablet standing beside the Scripture Pavilion.
Inscribed upon it were a hundred names.
At the very top, most eye-catching of all, entwined with golden patterns across its entire surface, were three powerful, vigorous characters—Qin Shi Huang!
The greatest prodigy through the ages!
Listed alongside it was the technique he had obtained.
Chaos Ancestral Dragon Emperor Scripture!
Qin Feng's pupils constricted.
In the original novel, this technique was overwhelmingly powerful, existing at the very pinnacle even among Emperor-grade techniques!
No wonder Qin Shi Huang was able to claim the number one spot!
"Father is truly powerful!"
Qin Feng clicked his tongue in wonder as he looked further down.
Sure enough, at the ninth spot, he saw his eldest brother, Qin Zhantian.
The technique he had obtained was the Heaven-Incinerating Tyrant Body Scripture.
The evaluation on the Chaos Ancient Stele described him as a peerless prodigy capable of fighting opponents above his realm.
There were many other names on the roll as well, dazzling Qin Feng's eyes.
"Father, once I go in today, this first-place spot is likely going to change. You mustn't hold it against me."
Qin Feng chuckled inwardly to himself.
With his Great Emperor cultivation, coupled with the system concealing his presence, this Chaos Stone Stele would surely never detect him.
When the time came, he would bulldoze his way through with Great Emperor strength, and acquiring an Emperor-grade technique wouldn't that be effortless?
Furthermore, according to the original novel, there was another technique hidden within the Scripture Pavilion... an Immortal-grade technique!
Named: Chaos Divine Thunder Tribulation Immortal Scripture!
This technique was an existence that defied the heavens itself.
With a flick of the hand, it could summon divine thunder of tribulation, grasping all heavenly lightning in the palm of one's hand.
Even a Great Emperor would have to bow their head and submit!
What's more, it would serve as the perfect supplement to Qin Feng's Myriad Paths Divine Thunder Physique.
At that exact moment.
[Ding!]
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