36: Chapter 36 The Grand Ceremony Takes an Unexpected Turn: What Makes You Qualify as the Son of God?

The next day.

The sky had just brightened.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

Nine bell tolls resonated from the depths of the Qin Family Divine Island.

With the Qin Family as the center, the bell tolls spread throughout the entire Taihuang Heaven.

They even pierced through the boundary walls, resounding throughout the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.

The Divine Bell rang nine times.

It only rings when a Great Emperor attains the Dao or when the Family holds its highest-level ceremony.

This meant that the legendary Qin Family Divine Son would officially make his appearance today.

The Qin Family's divine gates opened.

A golden avenue unfurled from the main peak, leading straight to the horizon.

The various forces that had been waiting outside for a long time, according to their status,

descended in batches, as if they had come on a pilgrimage.

"The Beixuan Holy Land offers ten thousand catties of supreme-grade Divine Source, wishing the Divine Son eternal prosperity."

"The Eastern Wasteland Demon Court offers three drops of remnant Dragon blood, wishing the Qin Family's imperial Legacy to endure forever."

"The Yaochi Holy Land..."

The chanting of ceremonial gifts echoed in all directions.

Every name announced was enough to shake a region.

But today, in the Qin Family,

these usually high-and-mighty Sect Masters and Holy Lords

could only bow their waists and hold their gift lists, acting as mere foils.

On the main peak plaza, hundreds of thousands of the Heaven Suppressing Army held battle halberds, standing in silent formation.

A surge of Killing Intent soared into the sky, dispersing the clouds above.

At noon, the auspicious time arrived.

Grand Elder Qin Wuya shouted loudly:

"Respectfully welcome the Divine Son to ascend the throne!"

Nine giant phantom Dragons condensed in the sky.

The sound of the Dragon roars shook the Divine Souls of many people.

A figure walked slowly out of the Imperial Palace, stepping on the golden avenue of light.

Qin Yu wore a purple-gold crown and a robe embroidered with mountains and rivers.

The sun, moon, and stars embroidered on his robe slowly rotated under the sunlight.

With every step he took, a golden lotus bloomed beneath his feet, a shocking phenomenon.

Following half a step behind him was Han Yueli.

This former Joyous Demonic Witch was now wearing a maid's outfit, her head bowed.

She held a jade ruyi in her hands, following carefully.

Although she only revealed her eyes,

the obedience and infatuation in her gaze left the young Prodigies present stunned.

They felt a bitter taste in their hearts.

The Demonic Sect Saintess had really become someone else's maid?

This Qin Family Divine Son's pomp was simply too grand.

Qin Yu sat down on the highest purple-gold divine throne.

"Greetings to the Divine Son!"

The hundreds of thousands of Cultivators below, regardless of their status, all knelt down.

The shouts rose wave after wave, resounding through the clouds.

Qin Yu rested his face on one hand, looking down indifferently at the scene of ten thousand races coming to pay homage.

The corners of his mouth curled slightly, and his eyes revealed a sense of arrogance.

This is what is called an imperial Family, this is what is called background.

At the edge of the plaza, in an inconspicuous corner,

Ye Chen was trembling all over.

His eyes were bloodshot, staring fixedly at the meek figure beside the divine throne.

That was his Fairy Yue Li.

Yet now, she was serving that wicked young master humbly, like a pet.

And he himself could only hide here like a rat, watching.

"Qin Yu! You stole my beloved and humiliated my dignity."

"I have noted this grudge!"

Ye Chen roared in his heart.

But he knew that rushing up now would only result in him being crushed into powder by those hundreds of thousands of the Heaven Suppressing Army.

Crack!

He crushed the teacup in his hand; the shards pierced his palm, and blood flowed out.

"You just happened to be born into a good Family."

Ye Chen snorted coldly in his heart:

"Once I obtain the Great Emperor's Legacy and my Saint Body reaches Major Achievement,"

"I will definitely repay today's humiliation a hundredfold!"

Ye Chen took one last look at the two people on the high platform, turned around, and squeezed out of the crowd.

He took advantage of the chaos and headed towards the teleportation array.

He had to leave to find his own Opportunity.

On the high platform, Qin Yu naturally felt this malice.

He glanced in the direction where Ye Chen had left.

The smile at the corners of his mouth became even more pronounced.

It's good that he left; leeks still need to learn how to fertilize themselves.

Qin Huangtian stood up, holding the Divine Son's seal, preparing to hand it to Qin Yu.

This was the symbol of the Divine Son's status.

Once received, the position of Divine Son would be set.

"Bestow the seal!"

But just at this moment, a loud shout interrupted the ceremony:

"Wait!"

The crowd immediately became restless.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice.

From the branch Family seats, a figure soared into the sky.

It was Qin Chuan.

He was wearing a glaring red battle armor, holding a long spear, standing in mid-air.

He had lost his usual gloom, and his face wore a kind of desperate madness.

And a sense of justice, unaware that he was being used as a pawn by others.

"Family Head!"

"Esteemed Elders!"

"Qin Chuan has something to say!"

Qin Chuan looked at Qin Huangtian and the various Elders, his voice loud and clear, echoing throughout the venue:

"Qin Yu acted recklessly in the Lower Realm, slaughtering living beings!"

He continued to shout:

"In order to Cultivate his Demonic Technique, he killed the Dao Protector who had guarded him for many years and refined the Divine Souls of many!"

"If such a demon who Cultivates Demonic Techniques were to become the Qin Family Divine Son,"

"The reputation our Qin Family has built over tens of millions of years would be completely ruined!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire venue was in an uproar.

The guests looked at each other, their faces full of shock and suspicion.

Slaughtering his Dao Protector?

And Cultivating Demonic Techniques?

And refining Divine Souls?

Such behavior was a capital crime.

"One cannot speak recklessly."

"Yes, the Qin Family is an imperial Family; how could the Divine Son possibly Cultivate Demonic Techniques?"

"But looking at Qin Chuan, he doesn't seem to be lying..."

Discussions arose everywhere.

At the VIP table, Gu Changge swirled the wine glass in his hand.

Watching the chaos in the venue, he took an elegant sip, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

The good show has begun.

On the divine throne, facing everyone's accusations, Qin Yu didn't even change his sitting posture.

He turned his head, looking at the righteous cousin below, as if watching a clown perform.

"Are you done?"

Qin Yu spoke, his voice not loud, but it drowned out all the noise in the venue.

He raised his hand, and Han Yueli immediately understood, handing him a peeled spiritual fruit.

Qin Yu took a bite, the juice exploding in his mouth.

"Qin Chuan, I always thought you were just stupid."

He added slowly:

"But I didn't expect you to be both stupid and naive."

"Do you really think that just by barking a few times here,"

"you can pull This Divine Son down from this position?"