179: Chapter 179 Get a sword!

Judging solely from its past tracks, the Qilin seems more like a ferocious beast than an Auspicious Beast.

If that is truly the case, whether its blood possesses miraculous effects is highly questionable.

Just as they were speaking, a secret report regarding the Heavenly Gate arrived.

The content was brief; Su Rui flipped through it casually.

It turned out that the Great Qin Net of Heaven was hunting down the Heavenly Gate with full force, seemingly to uncover the secret of eternal life.

Su Rui had already anticipated this.

But what he did not expect was that the Heavenly Gate would be so vulnerable.

Once Di Shitian died, this School, which had once gathered many experts, could not even withstand a single surprise attack; it was truly inconceivable.

"Yuyan, immediately fly your sword back to Snow Moon City, pass the order to Luo Xian, and command her to reorganize the Heavenly Gate.

If there are any in the martial arts hall willing to go out for training, take them along as well," Su Rui ordered after a moment of thought.

"Understood!" Wang Yuyan was startled but did not ask further. After cupping her hands to accept the order, she turned and left.

Emperor Renzong of Song and Lin Lingsu exchanged glances, both reading surprise in the other's eyes.

"Is Mr. Su planning to take the Heavenly Gate for your own use?" Emperor Renzong of Song couldn't help but ask.

"The Heavenly Gate hides many secrets within; it is not yet appropriate to make them public," Su Rui said in a calm tone.

He also could not be certain if Di Shitian had left behind intelligence regarding the Upper Realm.

It was just that the time was not yet right; these matters could not be easily revealed.

"I see." Emperor Renzong of Song nodded. Although he was curious, he tactfully did not press further.

"Mr. Su is of high righteousness. I boldly invite you—would you be willing to serve as the State Preceptor of my Great Song?" Emperor Renzong of Song stood up and cupped his hands, showing full sincerity.

"There is no need," Su Rui refused indifferently. "I have no intention of getting involved in court disputes, whether it be Great Song, Northern Li, or other factions."

"What a pity..." Regret was hard to hide on Emperor Renzong of Song's face.

"However, I thank Your Majesty for your assistance this time," Su Rui's tone warmed.

Since the other party respected him so much, he was willing to respond accordingly.

"Mr. Su, you speak too seriously. With your heaven-reaching, earth-shattering abilities, you would be an honored guest wherever you go," Emperor Renzong of Song laughed.

After a moment of silence, Lin Lingsu suddenly asked, "Mr. Su previously mentioned the God Race and Divine Power at the Shaolin Temple. Now that the Heavenly Gate has fallen, is it related to this?"

Su Rui's gaze hardened as he swept his eyes toward Lin Lingsu, whose heart suddenly tightened.

"Sect Head Lin, there is no need to delve into this matter for now.

When the time is ripe, it will be revealed naturally," Su Rui said in a low tone, carrying a hint of a warning.

Ever since encountering the person who called himself Bodhidharma at the Shaolin Temple, Su Rui had sensed that there were still many figures from the Upper Realm lurking in the shadows of this world.

During that battle, by using the Heavenly Palace Illusion, he had managed to extract quite a bit of hidden information from Bodhidharma.

Those people were secretly plotting, attempting to fully open a Heavenly Gate passage leading to the human world.

And according to the methods of the Divine Realm revealed by Di Shitian and Bodhidharma, if they succeeded while the human world was completely unprepared—

The consequences would be unimaginable.

After all, the gap in strength between the two sides could not be bridged overnight.

Especially the God Race; by now, there are probably many whose strength is on par with Su Rui.

Not to mention that "Heaven" who has survived for tens of thousands of years.

Seeing Su Rui's serious expression, Lin Lingsu also realized that the matter was of great importance, so he did not say anything more.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the hall became stifling.

"The matter is settled. I still have important business to attend to, so I will take my leave first," Su Rui said, standing up.

"Since you have honored us with your presence, I should host a banquet to fulfill my duties as a host!" Emperor Renzong of Song stood up quickly, his tone sincere.

"No need," Su Rui refused with a wave of his hand, then turned and left with Li Hanyi and Yue Yao.

The three of them soared into the air and disappeared into the horizon in the blink of an eye.

"They went towards the east," Lin Lingsu said in a low voice, looking into the distance.

"Do you really think the Qilin blood has no life-extending effect?" Emperor Renzong of Song couldn't help but ask.

"It should be true.

Many experts along the East Sea coast have come into contact with the Qilin; the Duan family's fire qilin sword is embedded with a Qilin reverse scale, which is extremely wicked. There were also others who, after being stained by Qilin blood, fell into madness; these are all well-documented," Lin Lingsu said with certainty.

"What a pity," Emperor Renzong of Song sighed softly.

However, he did not feel too much regret.

After all, he was still young and not yet deeply obsessed with the matter of eternal life.

...

"Where is my husband planning to go?" Li Hanyi followed behind Su Rui, her eyes full of curiosity.

"To retrieve a sword."

"Retrieve a sword? What kind of sword is worth you making a trip yourself?" Her eyes flickered, unable to hide her confusion.

The sword name and hiding edge in Su Rui's hands were both top-tier divine weapons of the current age; what other weapon could make him make a special trip?

"The xuanyuan sword," he told her frankly.

Li Hanyi was stunned for a moment: "The ancient divine sword held by the Yellow Emperor? Could it be on the coast of the East Sea?"

Her face was full of shock.

The legend of this sword was widely spread; in terms of power and status, it was far above the sword name and containing light.

"Whether it is still in its original place, I cannot be certain.

But it won't take much time to go back and forth, so it wouldn't hurt to take a look.

By the way... I will also see if that Qilin can still be saved."

"Could it be that the sword is hidden in Lingyun Cave?" Yue Yao suddenly spoke up.

Just now in the Great Song imperial palace, she had heard Su Rui mention the place where the Qilin was trapped.

"Smart.

It is indeed there, and it is said to be connected to a Dragon vein," a glint of interest flashed in Su Rui's eyes.

"Then I want to go see it too," a brightness appeared in Li Hanyi's eyes.

On this trip with him, only this matter had truly piqued her desire to explore.

...

On the coast of the East Sea, the headquarters of the World Association.

"Leader, recently a large number of personnel from the Great Qin Net of Heaven have infiltrated our sphere of influence, searching everywhere for traces of the Heavenly Gate remnants. Many clues have already been discovered."

A subordinate reported in a low voice.

"Have we gained anything?"

Tyrant sat upright on the high platform, his expression solemn.

The previous battle between Su Rui and Di Shitian had greatly shocked him.

That human strength could reach such a level had long exceeded his understanding.

He could not afford to offend Su Rui.

But Di Shitian was different.

If this person was dead, then the martial arts secret techniques left behind by the Heavenly Gate were a massive Opportunity.

He naturally was unwilling to let it go and had secretly sent people to search for relevant traces.

Because of this, he frequently clashed with the Net of Heaven.

But it was precisely these conflicts that made him increasingly convinced—

Things that could make Great Qin put all its effort into searching for must be extraordinary.

"Leader Tyrant, this matter is tied to the imperial decree of my Great Qin. Are you sure you want to interfere?"

A cold voice sounded abruptly.

Tyrant stood up in shock: "Who is it?!"

Anger mixed with astonishment.

Someone had actually stepped into the center of the World Association without a sound, and the guards had not noticed at all!

Did this not mean that the entire headquarters was useless?

Qin Shuang and the other two immediately rushed toward the source of the voice, but a moment later, they retreated one after another, each of them having two people appearing beside them.

Six figures held cold blades, their sharp swords already pressed against the sides of the three men's necks, Killing Intent chilling.

Tyrant's pupils constricted: "Who exactly are you?"

"This seat is Zhao Gao."

A man dressed in purple-black robes and wearing a high crown stepped out slowly.

"The Great Qin Chief Secretary? The master of the Net of Heaven?"

Tyrant's voice was low, and alarm bells rang in his heart.

"Since you recognize me, you should understand that the might of Great Qin is not something your World Association can contend with."

Zhao Gao had narrow eyes, his gaze like a knife, staring directly at Tyrant, "So, do you still want to continue interfering?"

As he finished speaking, he waved his hand gently, and the six sword attendants immediately retreated behind him.

Qin Shuang and the other two looked terrible, silently retreating a distance and watching these uninvited guests vigilantly.

The three of them had been subdued in a single encounter; they had truly lost all face.

They did not know that the Six Sword Slaves were always proficient in combined attack techniques,

specializing in quick battles and decisive victories, with every strike being a fatal blow.

In terms of strength alone, they were not at all inferior to the three of them combined.

Tyrant's eyes were locked, his expression solemn.

The East Sea coast where he was located was not a nation in the true sense, and the territory was not very vast.

But the Jianghu factions here were intricate and complex, with Schools standing everywhere and constant fighting.

Tyrant had led the World Association to expand all the way here, already becoming the strongest force in this area.

He had long had the ambition to annex all directions; if he could completely control this area, it was not impossible to plot to become Emperor.

But even if he succeeded, facing the neighboring Great Qin, it would still be like throwing an egg against a rock.

Although the World Association claimed to have over ten thousand disciples and great momentum,

compared to the million armored soldiers of Great Qin, the gap was self-evident.

"His Majesty is only interested in the secret method of eternal life of the Heavenly Gate!"

Zhao Gao watched Tyrant's expression and suddenly spoke.

"His Majesty disdains everything else."

As soon as these words were spoken, a glimmer of light flashed in Tyrant's eyes.

The path of eternal life, who would not be tempted?

But his true purpose for this trip was not eternal life, but the martial arts classics hidden by the Heavenly Gate.

After all, the power Di Shitian had previously displayed could be called profound and holy.

Although he was vulnerable and had no power to fight back in front of that Mr. Su,

in the eyes of Tyrant and others, it was already a transcendent Realm.

As long as he could obtain his Cultivation Technique, he would be satisfied.

Now it seemed that cooperation was not entirely impossible.

Zhao Gao saw this and sneered inwardly.

He had already received a detailed secret report of that great battle.

Su Rui's strength was shocking, and the Cultivation Technique he practiced naturally aroused covetousness.

But this person's power was too intimidating; no matter how heavy the greed, one had to weigh whether their life could be preserved.

Instead, the master of the Heavenly Gate, who had briefly fought with Su Rui, became the object of everyone's attention.

Cultivation Techniques are different from Medicinal Pills; they can be copied and circulated.

Giving Tyrant a copy would do no harm.

He knew the strength of the World Association.

Moreover, Zhao Gao saw clearly the situation when Qin Shuang and the other three attacked just now—

Tyrant was extremely selfish and had not even taught his Personal Disciple everything.

Even if he obtained the ultimate techniques, he would definitely swallow them alone and hide them, and would never leak a single bit.

In this way, it posed no substantial threat to him.

"So, Your Excellency wants to join forces with me?"

Tyrant pondered for a moment and finally asked.

"It is not you and me cooperating, it is you assisting my Great Qin in achieving our goal!"

Zhao Gao's tone was cold and stern, clearly drawing the line between master and servant.

Tyrant narrowed his eyes, understanding in his heart.

But he did not hesitate: "Fine, I agree."

He knew that under the iron fist of Great Qin, if he did not bow his head, he would likely not even get the leftovers.

Moreover, Zhao Gao had just stated clearly that this trip was only for the mystery of eternal life.

Regardless of whether other goals were on the list, this point alone was enough to show Great Qin's determination.

For an Emperor who possesses the world, the temptation of eternal life is irresistible.

Not to mention someone like Di Shitian who has lived for thousands of years; it is truly inconceivable.