Chapter 3: The Return of the Mad Emperor

Chapter 3

However, no one noticed.

At this moment, the domineering, arrogant, and seemingly invincible Qinchuan was, in fact, only bluffing!

On his way back to the Qin Family, Qinchuan had been ambushed by a group of mysterious assailants!

Although he managed to fight his way out of the enclosure, he was gravely injured, with damage to his dantian, rendering his cultivation level completely wasted!

Qinchuan was well aware of the identities of those mysterious individuals who ambushed him! They were the minions secretly cultivated by the Qin Family's Great Elder!

He knew that returning to the family would be fraught with danger, and once the Great Elder learned of his severe injuries and wasted cultivation level, he would undoubtedly launch a thunderous attack to suppress him thoroughly.

But despite knowing this, he had no choice but to return, for Qin Xiaoyu was still at the Qin Residence!

Relying on his incredible willpower and the robust physique he had honed through countless life-and-death battles over the years, Qinchuan managed not to fall, feigning strength to deter the Great Elder and prevent him from acting rashly.

With a cold glance that subdued the Great Elder, Qinchuan slowly retracted the Iron Blood Long Spear pointed at the Great Elder, scoffed, took Qin Xiaoyu's hand, and turned to walk towards the outside of the great hall.

"Damn it, damn it!"

"What are Qin Guang and the others doing?! Why is this boy still alive to return?!"

Watching Qinchuan's retreating figure, the Great Elder, overwhelmed by his aura, surged with endless murderous intent, and a roar of anger erupted from within him.

...

"What beautiful Yun Xia! Brother, I haven't seen such gorgeous Yun Xia in a long time. Can you stay home for a few more days this time and accompany Xiaoyu to watch the clouds at the horizon?"

Stepping out of the great hall, Qin Xiaoyu, captivated by the blood-red dying sun and the clouds it dyed with its color, spoke with a face filled with enchantment.

"If Xiaoyu likes watching Yun Xia, from now on, your brother will accompany you to watch it every day."

Having taken Qin Xiaoyu out of the hall, Qinchuan immediately felt an intense wave of weakness sweep over him; his complexion instantly turned pale. Even the blood-red dying sun at the horizon could not cast a tinge of color on his face. However, he still mustered a gentle smile and said to Qin Xiaoyu.

"Really? Brother, you mustn't lie to me!"

Qin Xiaoyu, ecstatic upon hearing his words, jumped for joy with a face full of surprise.

"Brother... when have I ever lied to you?"

Qinchuan's face grew even paler, and his steps became increasingly leaden; his body even started to stagger, but he struggled to keep going with his robust willpower.

With Qin Xiaoyu's warm little hand in his, Qinchuan arduously walked towards the exterior of the Qin Residence, as the silhouettes of the tall and the small stretched longer under the blood-red sunset.

"Puh..."

However, just as they stepped out of the inner court, Qinchuan could no longer hold on, his body suddenly wobbled, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood. He hurriedly supported himself on his spear and knelt, feeling the world spinning around him as his consciousness rapidly blurred.

"Brother!"

"Brother... what's wrong, brother?!"

Qin Xiaoyu quickly reached out with both hands to support Qinchuan, but her hands were met with the slipperiness of fresh blood. Qin Xiaoyu's face turned deathly pale as she burst into tears in desperation.

In a haze, hearing Qin Xiaoyu's urgent cries, Qinchuan struggled to lift his head to look at Qin Xiaoyu but could no longer see her clearly.

His lips quivered as he forced a weak, gentle smile and said feebly, "Xiaoyu, in the future... I might... not be able to look after you anymore..."

He broke into violent coughs, and his body trembled uncontrollably, "You must leave... get away from the Qin Residence... and never... come back..."

"Hurry... go..."

As his voice trailed off, Qinchuan felt an unprecedented wave of exhaustion roll over him, and then the blurred silhouette of Qin Xiaoyu in front of him disappeared into darkness, and the entire world fell silent.

"No, I won't leave, I want to be with Brother, Brother!"

Qin Xiaoyu wept bitterly, her tear-filled eyes full of terror.

...

"Am I... dead?"

Amidst the endless darkness, Qinchuan abruptly sat up, looking around blankly, encountering nothing but the dark.

"Boom!"

Just at that moment.

A thunderous rumble came from within the endless darkness. Then, streaks of blazing light swiftly dispelled the darkness.

The intense white light shone upon Qinchuan, only making him feel an endless warmth and comfort, as the cold he originally sensed was instantly expelled.

"This place is..."

"My sea of consciousness?!"

When the light scattered the darkness, and Qinchuan made out the surroundings, his pupils suddenly constricted. He was, of course, not unfamiliar with this place.

This was indeed within his sea of consciousness!

"I'm not dead?!"

A look of astonishment filled Qinchuan's eyes. He should have died due to excessive injuries and blood loss, so why was his consciousness not extinguished but instead returned to his sea of consciousness?!

"Ah..."

Suddenly, Qinchuan clutched his head and screamed.

Pain!

An unprecedented pain!

He felt as if his soul was being torn apart, and intense pain enveloped him.

The next moment.

Qinchuan suddenly felt his sea of consciousness churning, and then with a "boom," it abruptly split open!

A powerful soul aura burst forth from beneath his sea of consciousness, accompanied by a Black Lotus!

The Black Lotus spiraled, emerging alongside the powerful soul aura from below his sea of consciousness.

A sense of blood thicker than water, familiar and intimate, emanated from the Black Lotus.

The Black Lotus rotated, its black petals unfurling, and then it enveloped Qinchuan within.

A rich Essence of Life and a flow of blood, scorchingly hot, poured from the Black Lotus, coursing through Qinchuan's entire body.

His wounds began to heal rapidly, and his nearly depleted blood was replaced by the scorching blood gushing from the Black Lotus, refilling his body.

The shattered Dantian also quickly mended.

"Asura..."

"God of Slaughter..."

"Asura Reincarnation Art..."

Sundry sealed memories began to emerge at this moment, awakening!

"A hundred thousand years..."

"I, through the seal of nine reincarnations, have proven the Asura Path..."

"This life... is my final reincarnation to prove the path..."

Qinchuan muttered to himself, finally understanding what the scene before him was all about.

And he also understood, at last, who he truly was!

He was the Asura Emperor, and to seek eternal life and transcendence, he created the Asura Reincarnation Art, to prove his Asura Eternal Path through nine reincarnations!

And now, this was his ninth reincarnation!

At this moment of near death, the Emperor Soul, which had always been sealed beneath his soul of this life, finally began to awaken!

As for that Black Lotus, it was a Supreme Treasure he once wielded in a previous life!

The blood that flowed into his body, hot enough to scorch, was a drop of his Asura True Blood, diluted before his reincarnation and sealed away!

Considering that after reincarnating, he would restart everything anew, if it was the complete Asura True Blood, his reincarnated body could not possibly withstand it, so he deliberately diluted it countless times.

Yet even so, this single drop of Asura True Blood, diluted countless times, remained a terrifyingly potent blood elixir for his reincarnated body!

It was enough to instantly temper his physical body to a shocking level, and to perform a thorough cleansing of his marrow and bones!

"Ming Luo Demon Lord, Tian Xuan Holy Maiden, Ling Xiao Heavenly Emperor..."

"In the past, you all obstructed my path to enlightenment, and many times, you ambushed me; this life, with my Asura Path brought to Perfection, I shall annihilate all of you, using your lives as a sacrifice to my banner!!!"