Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

The golden-clad youth flew to a spot not far in front of Ying Xuan, stopped his escape light, and solemnly bowed to Ying Xuan with a loud voice, carrying an undisguised pride.

"Junior Wang Teng, a member of the Wang family of Beidou Beiyuan, greets Senior Ying Xuan!"

He raised his head, looked intently at Ying Xuan, and said loudly.

"This junior inherits the legacy of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor and is hailed as having the potential to become an emperor! Today, witnessing your extraordinary abilities, senior, I am filled with boundless admiration! I humbly request that you accept me as your disciple! I will certainly study diligently and cultivate assiduously, living up to your teachings, and in the future, I will surely be able to help you sweep across the six directions and awe the eight wastelands!"

"My son, Wang Teng, has the potential to become an emperor..."

The phrase, which seemed to possess a certain demonic quality, inexplicably surfaced in Ying Xuan's mind, and a strange smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Looking at Wang Teng, who was so confident and seemed to think that becoming his disciple was a matter of course, or even an honor for the other party, he was momentarily at a loss for how to react.

Just then, the young man in the blue Taoist robe flew over from behind. He seemed a little nervous, but his eyes were much clearer and more determined than Wang Teng's.

He bowed deeply to Ying Xuan, his voice filled with excitement.

"This junior, Ye Fan, is an Earthling who has mistakenly entered the Big Dipper. I pay my respects to the senior!"

Ye Fan? Ying Xuan's heart stirred, and his gaze fell on the young man.

Is this the sacred body that was "chosen" by the Ruthless Great Emperor?

Ye Fan took a deep breath, suppressing his excitement, and said respectfully.

"Senior, your divine might is unparalleled! You destroyed the Undying Mountain and rid our human race of a great scourge! I admire you greatly! I... I have a request!"

A bitter look appeared on his face.

"This junior comes from an ancient planet called 'Earth,' a place teeming with life. A little over a month ago, I was inexplicably swept into an ancient star path and ended up here. I've heard that you possess extraordinary abilities, senior. I wonder... I wonder if you could lend a hand and send this junior back to my homeland? This junior is willing to pay any price!"

His eyes were full of hope.

Ying Xuan's terrifying strength in annihilating the Undying Mountain gave him a glimmer of hope for returning home! He had to cling to this powerful ally!
Ying Xuan looked at Ye Fan, but deep in his eyes was a calm, even... indifferent expression.

He was almost certain that Ye Fan's appearance in Beidou was not a chance "accident," but rather a "path" personally arranged by the ruthless Great Emperor of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land. Send him back to Earth? That was a joke. Interfering with the ruthless Great Emperor's plans—who knew what consequences it would cause? That person was someone even the Supreme Being of the Forbidden Zone feared immensely.

Just as Ying Xuan was about to casually dismiss the two people, he seemed to sense some kind of unseen gaze upon him within his Purple Mansion Primordial Spirit.

It didn't come from right in front of us, but from an extremely distant, yet seemingly omnipresent... direction of the Southern Wilderness Forbidden Land!
A pair of cold, indifferent eyes, as if they had seen through the cycles of eternity... flashed across his heart!
Ying Xuan felt a chill run down his spine, and immediately swallowed back the words that were about to come out.

He gave Ye Fan a deep look, then glanced at Wang Teng, who was still waiting for a reply and whose arrogant expression had not diminished, and suddenly lost all interest in the conversation.

"I have no intention of taking on disciples, nor do I have time for anything else."

After uttering these cold words, Ying Xuan ignored Wang Teng's instantly frozen expression and the sudden dimming of disappointment in Ye Fan's eyes.

His figure flickered, transforming into a blinding white light that shot into the sky, instantly breaking through the atmosphere of the Big Dipper and disappearing into the deep, cold void of the universe.

All that remained were the crowd staring at each other in bewilderment, Wang Teng with his ever-changing expression, and Ye Fan, who looked utterly dejected.

……

In the vast starry sky, Ying Xuan stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the massive ancient Big Dipper star beneath his feet. The fierce winds whipped at his robes, yet could not shake him in the slightest.

"This trip to this world has yielded far more rewards than expected."

Ying Xuan took stock of his thoughts.

"I have acquired countless top-tier cultivation manuals from the Undying Mountain and subsequent transactions. Although they are largely similar, they are enough for me to thoroughly understand the cultivation system of this world and supplement my knowledge."

The seeds of various rare and precious medicinal herbs, piled up like mountains, are enough to bring about a qualitative leap in the spiritual plant system of the Great Qin world. The massive quantities of magical treasures, artifacts, and refining materials have solved the urgent need for building up the Great Qin's high-end armed forces.

His physical energy and blood, which had surged and were often restless due to his cultivation of the Heaven-Covering Technique, have now been completely calmed down under the powerful suppression of his primordial spirit and the adaptation he has undergone over this period.

The urge to find a worthy opponent in a physical cultivation battle and use that battle to control one's realm has vanished. The primordial spirit has regained absolute dominance, and the control over every ounce of power in the body is now incredibly precise.

"Now, although I wish to find a body cultivator of similar strength for a life-or-death battle to thoroughly hone and master the Four Extremes Secret Realm and even the realms I might break through in the future, looking at this world..."

Ying Xuan shook his head slightly.

"Apart from those self-destructive lords of the forbidden zones, who else is worthy to be my opponent?"

"My thunder magic has long reached the point where it can move with my thoughts and influence celestial phenomena. When combined with the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation, its power is multiplied. Below the Supreme Being, no one can survive a moment under my thunder."

Even ordinary, unorthodox cultivators would find it difficult to withstand the combined attack of my array formation and lightning magic.

"But what if we go looking for trouble with the Lord of the Forbidden Zone..."

Ying Xuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

"The destruction of the Undying Mountain has completely shattered the delicate balance and 'unspoken rules' between the forbidden zones. If I were to target a second forbidden zone, it would most likely trigger panic and backlash from all the lords of those forbidden zones."

They may scheme against each other in ordinary times, but when faced with a 'public enemy' that threatens everyone's survival, the possibility of them joining forces is extremely high. Even... it's not impossible that a supreme being from a forbidden zone, driven to the brink of desperation, might undergo ultimate sublimation, reclaim the throne of the Great Emperor, and mobilize the power of half the world to besiege and kill me.

"Although I have the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiend Formation and the Stone Gate Space as my trump cards, I may not necessarily lose, but it will definitely be a bitter and bloody battle with huge losses, and I may even expose more secrets. It will not be worth the losses."

Ying Xuan knew very well that by destroying the Undying Mountain, he had, to some extent, taken advantage of their information asymmetry and caught them off guard, exploiting their reluctance to easily reach the pinnacle of their power. If he had truly forced all the forbidden zones to join forces, and even if a few old monsters were willing to risk their lives, the situation would have been completely different.

Moreover, this realm also contains the unfathomable and ruthless Great Emperor of the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land, as well as other ancient beings that may be hiding there; the waters are too deep.

"That's it." Ying Xuan finally made his decision.

"The greatest 'treasure' of this world—knowledge of cultivation techniques, fragments of laws, and the goal of acquiring massive amounts of basic resources through trading—has been largely achieved. As for fighting to the death with the Supreme Being to hone my skills... the risks and rewards are disproportionate."

It's better to stop while you're ahead.

He took one last look at the Big Dipper, his gaze seemingly piercing through the stars, seeing the mountains in the Southern Region shrouded in ancient aura, and also the forbidden zones of life hidden deep in the void in the Central Plains, the Western Desert, and the Northern Plains.

"It's time to go back. There are still countless things waiting for me to deal with in the Great Qin world."

These gains need time to be digested and transformed into real strength.

With a thought, the illusory stone gate deep within his primordial spirit trembled slightly, and a profound spatial-temporal fluctuation began to envelop him.

Ying Xuan's figure slowly faded in the cold starry sky, eventually disappearing completely, as if he had never existed. Only the occasional cold starlight streaking across the Big Dipper region witnessed the momentous event that had occurred here, and the brief arrival and departure of an emperor from another world.

Without uttering a word, Ying Xuan transformed into a beam of white light and soared into the sky, disappearing into the vast depths of the universe. This left thousands of cultivators from various races around the original site of the Undying Mountain staring at each other in bewilderment, the scene falling into an eerie silence.

The anticipation, excitement, and even a hint of pride on the faces of the human cultivators were quickly replaced by disappointment, confusion, and even a trace of resentment.

They had assumed that this supreme powerhouse, born of human race, possessing unparalleled strength, and who had just destroyed a forbidden zone of life, would leave behind something, even if it was just a word of encouragement or a gesture to express his stance.

However, there was nothing there. The other party left decisively, as if they had merely completed a transaction, showing no attachment to this place, this realm, or the human race.

"Humph!"

Wang Teng's face turned ashen; he felt he had been looked down upon like never before.

He, Wang Teng, the number one young talent in the Northern Plains, possessed the inheritance of the Chaotic Ancient Emperor and had the potential to become an emperor! He took the initiative to become a disciple, yet he was so ignored! He glared fiercely at Ye Fan, who was equally dejected beside him, as if he were blaming this humiliation on this Earthling who had suddenly appeared and also wanted to "cling to a powerful figure".

Immediately, he snorted coldly, and golden blood energy surged around him, transforming into a golden light. Without looking back, he sped off towards the North Plain, his back view carrying a suppressed rage.

Those old cultivators who exchanged their treasures for longevity elixirs, yet whose own lifespans were dwindling and whose vital energy was declining, felt even more complicated at this moment.

While they exchanged for elixirs to prolong their lives, deep down they also harbored a sliver of hope—that if they could take this opportunity to establish a connection with this terrifyingly powerful figure who destroyed the forbidden zone, even if it was just to become acquainted with him, he might become a tremendous patron in the future.

But now, Ying Xuan is gone, gone so decisively.

Holding the elixir they had acquired with most of their wealth, they stared in the direction their companion had disappeared, a profound emptiness filling their hearts. The extended lifespan was certainly welcome, but the thought of returning to face the complex power struggles within their clan, of retreating into the dark and dreary depths of death, struggling desperately to break through that almost impossible barrier within the limited time remaining…

Many old cultivators, looking at their equally aged peers who might have gained a little more hope by exchanging one or two more spiritual herbs, almost lost control and were about to curse and complain about fate.

"Bah! What kind of human powerhouses are they! They have no sense of race, only care about their own interests. How are they any different from those old monsters in the forbidden zones? They are simply scum of the human race!"

An old cultivator with a bad temper and a heavy aura of death, who had just acquired three spiritual herbs, couldn't help but mutter curses under his breath. Although his voice was soft, it clearly reached the ears of many people around him.

These words resonated with some, but also caused many others to change their expressions slightly, subconsciously glancing around as if afraid that something might have overheard them.

Just then, several young people dressed in luxurious clothes, with extraordinary temperament and an aura of ancient nobility flowing through their bodies, stepped out from the crowd.

They were descendants of the Great Emperor, from different ancient families. One of them looked at the cursing old cultivator, then at the direction Ying Xuan had left, a mocking smile appearing on his face. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried a chilling coldness.

"Scoundrel? Heh... Senior, you are mistaken."

This Senior Ying Xuan simply saw through the true nature of this world earlier than us.

He paused, his gaze sweeping over the human cultivators around him with their varied expressions, his tone becoming even more sarcastic.

"I remember that a long time ago, there were also several great emperors who had great love in their hearts, were willing to devote themselves to the human race, and even fought bloody battles against the forbidden zones."

After their fall, what became of their families and descendants? Do you all remember? How did those 'compatriots' who constantly professed gratitude for the Emperor's benevolence and claimed to have been protected by him treat the bloodline and legacy he left behind?

These words were like a cold knife, piercing the hearts of many who knew the truth.

Upon hearing this, the descendants of the great emperors showed no sadness. Instead, they exchanged glances and let out a few low laughs that were ambiguous in meaning but full of mockery and desolation.

They ignored the sudden change in the expressions of those around them, lowered their heads, silently opened spatial passages, and their figures quickly disappeared.

Their words and laughter were like a bucket of ice water, waking up some of those still immersed in the fantasy that "humanity has produced an unparalleled powerhouse."

Yes, the human race is also rife with bloodshed. In the past, the Void Emperor and the Eternal Universe Emperor shed their last drop of blood for the human race, but their descendants, without the suppression of the Supreme Emperor Weapon, would have been devoured by various forces coveting the Emperor's inheritance and resources, leaving not even bones behind!

More recently, Yan Ruyu, a descendant of the Azure Emperor, was being hunted down by various factions. Among the powerful members of the demon race, how many genuinely offered to protect her? Didn't they just stand by and watch, or even secretly fuel the flames?
Resources, interests, immortality... In the face of these things, racial ties and the grace of ancestors are often too fragile to withstand.

Ying Xuan's rhetorical question, "The problem isn't just external," resonated deeply within many, like a haunting melody. His decisive departure at the end further demonstrated his stance.

He will not be like the ancient emperors, risking their lives for the so-called greater good of their race or protecting everyone.

He might make trades, or act for profit, but he will never be bound by the name of "human".

Hoping he will become the guardian deity of humanity? That's nothing but wishful thinking on the part of human cultivators.

This news spread like wildfire throughout Beidou, following Ying Xuan's departure and his indifferent attitude.

Some major human sects and families, whose morale had been greatly boosted by Ying Xuan's destruction of the Undying Mountain and the forced retreat of all the supreme beings in the forbidden zones, and who had begun to actively expand their spheres of influence, soon encountered unexpected and fierce resistance!
Those ancient royal families, major demon forces, and even some other races with long-standing grudges against humans who were initially fearful of the destruction of the Undying Mountain and temporarily retreated, immediately became bolder after confirming that Ying Xuan, this "evil star," did not show any special favor to humans and even clearly would not protect them!

"No matter how strong Ying Xuan of the human race is, he's just a passerby! He doesn't even care about his own kind, and you still want to expand using the momentum from destroying the forbidden zone? Dream on!"

"Kill! Let the human race know that without that fiend's backing, they are nothing!" (End of Chapter)