Section 122

Ancient Dao Clothes: In the primordial era, there was an extraordinary person named Gu, who was proficient in the Great Dao of Karma, Fate, and Destiny. He refined Dao Clothes, which, when worn, allowed one to perceive the Great Dao at any time and erase all one's own opportunities. Only an Emperor could glimpse them.

The three rewards appeared in Su Zhou's System backpack.

Shearing the wool, that was the correct way to Cultivate!

At this moment, above the sky, ten thousand fires paved the way, and fire lotuses illuminated, rendering the sky incredibly magnificent.

“Su Family's Fifth Sequence, Fifth Burning Heaven, congratulates the First Emperor!”

A clear, youthful voice rang out.

Su Yan came through the air, a smile on his face.

“Clan Brother, Su Yan has nothing much to offer. This boundless sea of fire is the gift I present to Clan Brother!

May Clan Brother burn eternally and illuminate the Nine Heavens!”

Su Zheng's face immediately lit up upon hearing this, the disappointment he had felt just now due to the lack of Family members coming was swept away.

“Hahahaha!! Good!! Good!!” Su Zheng was overjoyed.

Afterward, two more figures, one after the other, slowly arrived from the horizon.

One carried Sword Intent, his entire being like a sharp sword, rushing forth and soaring straight into the sky.

“Third Sword Master, congratulates Clan Brother!”

“Great Qin, wherever the sword points, it is invincible!”

Su Yang landed beside Su Zheng, his Sword Intent condensed and unwavering.

“Sixth Sky Burning, congratulates Clan Brother.”

A domineering figure arrived from the horizon. His body was majestic and tall, as heavy as the earth.

“Clan Brother, I have nothing good to give you, but I wish to enter the world and travel. I wonder if the First Emperor can grant me a place to stay!”

Su Chensha looked at Su Zheng and said earnestly.

Upon hearing this, a hint of joy rose in Su Zheng's eyes. This Su Chensha was a newly promoted titled sequence not long ago.

He had heard of the profoundness of Dragon Gate Peak; ordinary people could not advance an inch after taking ten steps.

But this Su Chensha had indeed walked through Dragon Gate Peak and received a personal conferment from the Clan Chief.

His strength and innate talent must be extremely Heaven-Defying.

Such a person, willing to enter Qin, he was naturally happy to see it.

“Great Qin will certainly have a place for Clan Brother!” Su Zheng responded.

Excluding Su Changsheng and the missing Su Bu Ku.

All the titled sequences of the Su Family came to observe the ceremony, which made Su Zheng's mood involuntarily lighten.

“That fellow Su Changsheng, even at a time like this, is still holed up at home, truly…”

Su Zheng complained in a half-joking manner.

“Hey hey hey! Don't badmouth me…”

A dull voice rang out at this moment. Su Changsheng was seen walking over, carrying a person.

Then, he said solemnly, “Congratulations to Clan Brother!”

“So, your congratulatory gift is a person??” Su Zheng looked at the person in Su Changsheng's hand, his eyes filled with interest.

“Ah… you mean this person.”

Su Changsheng looked down at the Little Daoist he was holding in his hand.

He shrugged slightly and said, “On my way here, I saw this Little Daoist. His Cultivation was not bad, and he kept muttering about Great Qin and national Luck.

I did a little deduction, and well… he might be in danger anyway…

So I just grabbed him…”

Su Changsheng said seriously.

“Look, do you have a grudge with this guy? If so…” Su Changsheng didn't finish his sentence, his gaze slightly lowered.

Any possible danger, even one in ten thousand, was unacceptable to Su Changsheng!

But the Little Daoist looked at Su Zheng calmly.

“Your Majesty, the Qin Emperor, I am Grand Scribe Yu Fu, a traveling Daoist from the Dao Sect. Today I come from the Dao Sect…”

Grand Scribe Yu Fu's words were cut off directly by Su Zheng.

“Are you also here to suppress my nation's Luck?”

Su Zheng's voice was slightly playful.

“No! I want to enter the court as an official!! To assist the Emperor!”

“Please, First Emperor, grant me this favor!!”

The Little Daoist's words were astonishing.

“The Dao Sect, has it entered the world…” At this moment, the Little Monk, who had not spoken and was almost forgotten, suddenly spoke.

Immediately, he drew everyone's attention.

From the old monk's attack to his eventual demise, until he was refined into a 'sarira' by Su Zhou. This Little Monk had not uttered a sound.

This couldn't help but arouse Su Zhou's curiosity.

And Su Chensha, beside him, seemed to have seen something, his gaze fixed on the Little Monk.

“Little bald one, my master once debated with your Grandmaster!”

“My Dao Sect believes that Great Qin can control the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, therefore… the traveling Daoist is willing to enter Great Qin and assist the Emperor!”

Grand Scribe Yu Fu spoke.

“Buddha says: National Luck cannot be moved…” The Little Monk shook his head slightly.

Grand Scribe Yu Fu, however, sneered, “How can there be anything in heaven and earth that does not change!”

Listening to the debate between these two little ones, Su Zheng's eyes were profound.

The Western Buddha Country dominates the entire Western Chang land, holding a lofty position, while the Eastern Dao Sect suppresses the Eastern Land, its status not inferior to the Buddha Country.

These two great forces each control one of the Ten Earths, and have always been high above, taking it as their duty to oversee the world.

And now, the Buddhist Sect enters the world to destroy Qin, while the Dao Sect emerges from the mountains to enter Qin.

It seemed this Emperors Road was even more complex than he had imagined.

But since he desired to annex the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, he must embrace all, and all capable people who become his subjects are welcome!

“Good! You 790 may enter my Great Qin!” Su Zheng suddenly spoke.

He interrupted their debate.

“Thank you, Your Majesty!” The Little Daoist transformed into a wisp of smoke, breaking free from Su Changsheng's hand.

He bowed slightly to Su Zheng.

Then his eyes changed, looking sinisterly at the Little Monk.

“Your Majesty, do you want me to kill this bald donkey for you!”

Facing Grand Scribe Yu Fu's gaze, the Little Monk's expression remained calm.

“You cannot kill me!”

“Only Fate can kill me…”

The Little Monk said indifferently.

Grand Scribe Yu Fu glanced at Su Zheng. Su Zheng remained silent, so Grand Scribe Yu Fu instantly made his move.

In an instant, streams of Law, like flowing light, struck, heading straight for the Little Monk.

The Little Monk did not dodge or evade.

He allowed countless Laws to descend.

But they could not touch a single hair on his body.

It was as if those Laws could not hit him no matter what.

The Little Monk even actively reached out, wanting to touch the opponent's killing move,

But that Law collided with another Law and was annihilated in mid-air!

Then everything dispersed, nothing remained.

It was as if this world was protecting this Monk.

Such a bizarre occurrence caused everyone present to change their expressions.

Only Su Zhou smiled faintly, as if he had seen through something.

“I said, only Fate can kill me.”