Asura Mad Emperor

Chapter 22: Chapter 22 Hong Lian Tian Di

The second batch of elixirs that Qinchuan had refined was a type of cultivation pill helpful in increasing cultivation speed without any side effects, a very precious low-rank cultivation pill.

This kind of elixir was known as the Primordial Yang Pill, and there were equally ninety-nine of them.

And all were of the Spirit Pill Level.

"Brother, it's time to eat!"

Just as Qinchuan finished storing away the Primordial Yang Pills he had refined, Qin Xiaoyu, bouncing with energy, ran over and hugged Qinchuan's arm, shouting.

Qinchuan hugged Qin Xiaoyu with one arm, kissed her on her little face, and smiled, "Okay, it's time to eat. What dishes did Xiaoyu make today?"

"..."

After dinner, Qinchuan took out a Foundation Establishment Pill and said, "Xiaoyu, this is a Foundation Establishment Pill, it can cleanse your marrow and fortify your bones, and after you take it, it will lay the foundation for your cultivation."

Qin Xiaoyu was still young, and because Qinchuan had been campaigning outside and seldom at home in the past, he hadn't had the chance to attend to Qin Xiaoyu's cultivation.

Hearing Qinchuan's words, excitement and surprise instantly appeared on Qin Xiaoyu's face, "Brother, can I start cultivating now?"

"When I become a martial artist, then I will protect my brother in the future!"

Qin Xiaoyu said cutely.

Hearing this, Qinchuan couldn't help laughing, a hint of warmth in his eyes. At that moment, there was no trace of the coldness or majesty of an Asura about him, just indulgent as he gently stroked Qin Xiaoyu's head, saying, "Good, when Xiaoyu becomes a powerful martial artist in the future, then Xiaoyu can protect her brother."

Looking at the innocent face of Qin Xiaoyu, Qinchuan couldn't help but recall the image of another little girl in his mind.

That little girl, just like Qin Xiaoyu, was innocent and kind, just as adorable.

He remembered when he first met her, she was a little beggar who had fought with stray dogs on the streets for food, food that she couldn't bear to eat herself but would instead bring back to a frail young boy.

Unfortunately.

That young boy was taken away by a powerful force who had set their sights on his talent.

She cried heart-wrenchingly in the lonely rainy night, running barefoot in pursuit, but could only watch helplessly as they took him away into the sky, disappearing without a trace.

For some reason, seeing that girl crying so poignantly in the rainy night,

He ultimately couldn't resist his compassionate heart and took the little girl under his wing, taught her Daoist divine abilities, and guided her cultivation.

Until one day, that girl grew into an exceptionally beautiful and peerless immortal.

That day, she finally tracked down the mysterious force that had taken her brother, but to her grief, she found that the young boy had bled to death between heaven and earth.

She went mad in a single night, annihilated that terrifying force, and became the peerless Empress, Hong Lian the Heavenly Sovereign.

"Hong Lian..."

"I really don't know if teaching you Dao magic and bestowing you with divine skills back then saved you or harmed you..."

In his mind, the peerless figure of the Empress dressed in red, intimidating an era, thinking of her madness that night, Qinchuan couldn't help but sigh heavily.

"Perhaps I shouldn't have told you about the Immortal Burial Site."

Qinchuan, looking at Qin Xiaoyu, as if seeing the Heavenly Sovereign Hong Lian, murmured to himself, unable to hold back.

"Brother, what are you talking about?"

"Who is Hong Lian, and what is the Immortal Burial Site?"

Qin Xiaoyu, with wide-open eyes, asked with curiosity.

Hearing Qin Xiaoyu's tender voice, Qinchuan snapped back from his memories, the figure of the Heavenly Sovereign Hong Lian disappearing, replaced with the innocent face of Qin Xiaoyu.

"It's nothing, Xiaoyu, quickly swallow this Foundation Establishment Pill, and I will help you refine it," Qinchuan said, regaining his composure, a smile surfacing as he spoke to Qin Xiaoyu.

"Okay!"

Upon hearing this, Qin Xiaoyu's eyes curved into a smile, resembling crescent moons, and then she swallowed the Foundation Establishment Pill Qinchuan had given her.

Qinchuan asked Qin Xiaoyu to sit down, then circulated True Qi to help refine the efficacy of the Foundation Establishment Pill for her.

As the True Qi surged into Qin Xiaoyu's body, Qinchuan abruptly opened his eyes, and a blazing light shot forth, tinged with a startling astonishment.

"Myriad Laws Treasure Body?!"

Qinchuan was taken aback in sudden shock.

This... How is that possible?!

How could there exist two Myriad Laws Treasure Bodies in the world at the same time?!

Qinchuan's expression was unpredictable.

The Myriad Laws Treasure Body was an incredibly powerful special physique.

Among its most fearsome abilities was the invulnerability to all forms of Dao magic!

With this physique, if one cultivated it to great achievement or even perfection, one could almost become invincible in the world!

Because any magical powers or Divine Skills would hardly pose a threat to it.

This type of physique was unique in the entire world.

In a given era, there would only be one.

This was a rule set by the Heavenly Dao!

The only Myriad Laws Treasure Body Qinchuan had ever seen was that of Hong Lian, the Empress!

In years past, it was with the Myriad Laws Treasure Body and his guidance that Hong Lian became an unrivaled Empress for her generation!

And now.

Qinchuan discovered that his sister in this life, Qin Xiaoyu, actually possessed the Myriad Laws Treasure Body just like the Empress Hong Lian!

This caused Qinchuan's face to change uncontrollably as countless thoughts surged through his mind.

He closed his eyes.

The Myriad Laws Treasure Body was unique in the entire world.

If now, in this life, his sister was the Myriad Laws Treasure Body, then what about the Empress Hong Lian...

"Has she... fallen?"

Qinchuan couldn't help but let out a deep sigh.

This final reincarnation of his had spanned a hundred thousand years.

What had happened during these hundred thousand years?

Had that girl Hong Lian truly fallen?

"With her cultivation level and fortune at that time, who could have caused her fall?"

Afterward, Qinchuan pondered, visions of legendary figures flashing through his mind until he suddenly opened his eyes, and murder swelled to the heavens, "Was it them?"

As Qinchuan's aura suddenly surged to the sky.

In an instant, the wind and the clouds changed color, and blood light cast the firmament in reflection!

The entire sky seemed to turn a crimson color at that moment!

...

"What happened?!"

"Why has the sky turned this color?"

"Such a terrifying murderous aura..."

"It's like I can see Hell!"

At this moment.

Countless people in Great Wilderness City noticed the crimson sky and felt fear and unease deep in their souls!

The crimson color, reflected in people's pupils, brought endless dread and despair, as if plunging them into the cruel Asura Purgatory.

Only within the Qin Residence was there calm.

Because nearly everyone was hiding in their own rooms at this moment, either digesting the cultivation knowledge Qinchuan had explained during the day or comprehending the Cultivation Techniques he had taught them.

"Brother, what's... what's happened to you?"

In the eastern courtyard, Qin Xiaoyu felt the terrifying aura from Qinchuan, as well as his dreadful expression, and her face turned ashen as she hastily spoke out.

Her tender voice reached Qinchuan's ears.

Qinchuan suddenly came back to his senses and quickly suppressed the Emperor Soul, along with the murderous intent in his heart.

Gazing at Qin Xiaoyu, whose face was pale, Qinchuan immediately felt self-reproach and a wave of relief.

Fortunately, Qin Xiaoyu was a Myriad Laws Treasure Body, and although she had not yet awakened or activated it, she possessed some mysterious aspects; otherwise, facing his unleashed line of murderous intent from the Emperor Soul up close earlier, she would have likely been shattered in spirit by now.

If that were the case, he would have been haunted by regret for life.