Simultaneous Transmigration: Inheriting the Legacy of Myriad Worlds

Chapter 461 Three Refusals and Three Declinees
Yao Guang Holy Land.

Since Qin Sheng returned to Beidou and the battle at Huaxian Pool shook the five regions of the world, this place has been in an uproar.

While the top geniuses of the Beidou system were still hovering at the threshold of the Immortal Realm, their own Holy Son returned from the Ziwei Ancient Star in a flash, leaving his contemporaries behind on an ancient path through the starry sky!
The Holy Land was both shocked and overjoyed, with shouts of "Great Emperor" echoing throughout the land as people celebrated wildly.

It was a scene of great fanfare, with drums and gongs, firecrackers, red flags waving, and crowds of people.

The thought that his own holy son had already achieved the Dao and become a king in his twenties, with battle prowess reaching the level of a saint, and apart from the Jiang family's god king whose fate was unknown, Beidou had no rivals.

Even the disciples who had just joined the Yao Guang Holy Land and were still weeding and watering the medicine garden couldn't help but puff out their chests with pride.

Even the White-Clad God King from four thousand years ago, the Three Heroes of Tianxuan from six thousand years ago, and Gai Jiuyou from Zhongzhou from nine thousand years ago, couldn't withstand a single finger from a Holy Son of the same age at this age!

The Holy Son and Holy Daughter represent the future of a lineage, while our Yao Guang Holy Land has an incomparably bright future that can illuminate the Big Dipper!

In the entire Eastern Wilderness, and even the Big Dipper, which holy land or great religion can possess a genius as great as the Holy Son?

The Void Ji family is corrupt and decadent, treasuring the royal body as their most precious treasure; they are short-sighted and not worth conspiring with. The Hengyu Jiang family relies on its old age and lacks youth and strength; they are like withered flowers and not worth mentioning. The Western Emperor Yaochi is content with its corner of the world and has no great ambitions; its holy maidens throughout the ages are beautiful but not strong.

Other places, such as the Wan Chu Holy Land and the Dao Yi Holy Land, are not worth mentioning.

But our Yao Guang Holy Land is different; it has nurtured a future emperor!
And who else can rival the Holy Son on the path to becoming an emperor?
The Divine King Body can be destroyed with a single palm strike; the Innate Dao Embryo is hampered by its origin; the Taiyin Body only looks up to the Holy Son; the Heavenly Demon Body has congenital defects...

Looking across the world, there is no hero who can rival the Holy Son.

The only one who might be able to approach the Holy Son's Ancient Holy Body in the future, yet the two remain true and dear friends renowned throughout the Big Dipper. Thousands of years later, an emperor and a saint rise like twin suns, ruling the universe together for ten thousand years, witnessing the changes of time and the transformation of the world.

Given all this, is there still any doubt about the imperial throne in this era?

Damn it, what can possibly stop our great Holy Son of Yao Guang!
Now, everyone in Yaoguang believes that Qin Sheng will definitely achieve enlightenment, even more so than the Wang family of Beiyuan in the original storyline had confidence in Wang Teng.

In the future, Yao Guang Holy Land will become the only lineage in the Big Dipper, and even the universe, to possess two supreme imperial weapons!
This especially makes up for the biggest regret of the Yao Guang Holy Land having no Imperial Scripture.

Since Qin Sheng's fame resounded throughout the Eastern Wilderness and his prestige reached the Big Dipper, the disciples of Yao Guang have been speaking louder and louder and standing straighter and straighter when they go out.

Our Son has given us confidence.

After Yao Guang Holy Lord and Yao Xi returned, the entire Holy Land awaited the day Qin Sheng would return. All sorts of grand ceremonies were prepared, just waiting for his return.

Come back, my holy son, my proudest faith, the glorious memories are still vivid in my mind, and tears are flowing inexplicably.

One day, two days, three days...

But no matter how long they waited, Qin Sheng was nowhere to be seen, as if he had gone to Ziwei again.

Didn't the Holy Lord say that the Holy Son would be back next week?
What about people?

Could it be that Li Daoqing forged an imperial edict, or even, for the sake of power, prevented the Holy Son from returning?
How could someone as powerful as him have such audacity?
Li Daoqing only breathed a sigh of relief when news came from Qishi Mansion that Qin Sheng was in seclusion.

He was determined that no matter what reasons Qin Sheng might have, he would have to give up his position this time, otherwise Li Daoqing was afraid of being labeled as an anti-Qin faction member.

Today, a dazzling light suddenly burst forth from the horizon, engulfing everything in its path, like a blazing sun that directly overshadowed the real sun in the sky.

Phoenixes cried out and dragons roared, their divine might manifesting itself.

This immediately alarmed the Yao Guang Holy Land. The disciples with lower cultivation levels turned pale and were filled with anxiety, but a few people's eyes lit up, as if they had thought of something.

Is it...

The Supreme Elders and powerful figures all turned to look outside.

"How dare you! Who dares to intimidate my Yao Guang Holy Land?" someone shouted.

"Are you blind? That's the Holy Son's carriage! Tomorrow you're going to Jinzhou to mine Originium!"

"..."

One after another, figures transformed into streams of light and flew out from the peaks and islands of Yaoguang Mountain. They were either old or young, otherworldly or majestic.

These people gazed into the distance, and as the Sun God's chariot drew near, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang burst into loud laughter, which echoed throughout the mountain gate.

"Holy Son, welcome back to the mountain."

The Sun God Chariot was parked outside the sacred site, attracting the attention of many masters of the Yao Guang sect.

The Saint's Chariot, the King's Ancient Beast, and the Great Perfection King's Divine Jade are all awe-inspiring. Any one of these people or objects could sweep across the world, yet now they are all controlled by their Holy Son.

Who else is in the entire BeiDou system?
“God has returned to the kingdom that believes in Him and is loyal to Him.” Gilgamesh’s voice was deep and resonant, like muffled thunder.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Qin Sheng stepped out of the Sun Chariot and manifested in the light. To the disciples of Yaoguang Sect, he was even more dazzling than the sun.

"You are all elders, how could I trouble you to come out and greet me?" Qin Sheng said with a smile, his gaze sweeping over the faces of these people, trying to memorize them, to see if anyone had not come out to greet him.

Very good. All the well-known people in the holy land have come. Qin is very satisfied.

"The Holy Son is invincible in the Five Domains, enhancing the prestige of our Yao Guang Sect. This is only right and proper," said the Dragon Pattern Peak Master with a smile.

"Holy Son, please."

Qin Sheng and the others entered the Yao Guang Holy Land together, and then a roar like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami echoed from all around the mountain gate.

"Welcome back to the mountain, Holy Son!"

"Holy Son, senior brother, strengthen my Yao Guang!"

The sound was like ocean waves, continuous and soaring into the sky, even shaking the clouds in the sky. Beasts ran rampant for thousands of miles, and birds in the sky were frightened to death.

The holy land had many disciples, who stood on various mountain peaks, forming a dense, dark mass.

Standing high in the sky, Qin Sheng took in the reverent and fanatical expressions of his disciples.

"They truly respect me as if I were a god..." Qin Sheng thought to himself.

Dongxian was too far removed from these disciples, so far that they could not possibly feel jealousy towards Qin Sheng.

Would ordinary students be jealous of top scorers in the college entrance examination? No, they would only say two words:

Cowhide.

Qin Sheng is now like a god in the Yao Guang Holy Land, a symbol, and the emblem of the Yao Guang lineage. When the disciples mention him, they feel only respect and awe.

Looking at these people, Qin Sheng was in a great mood. After thinking for a moment, he decided to say a few words.

"After being away from the Holy Land for several years, I am very happy to see it becoming more and more prosperous and to see everyone's high spirits."

"I am the Holy Son, but you are the cornerstone of my Yao Guang Holy Land. Whether it's me or any of you, we are all contributing to the Holy Land." Qin Sheng paused, then said directly:
"I will reward you handsomely!"

With a wave of his hand, Qin Sheng sent out a large amount of resources from the sacred weapon space of the purple gourd, pouring out like a silver river and landing precisely in the hands of every Yao Guang disciple and elder.

There are sources, precious jade, and spiritual medicines; different rewards are given according to different levels of cultivation.

A dazzling light, like countless stars, suddenly rained down from the sky, an incredibly magnificent sight.

When Yao Guang Holy Lord and the others saw this, they were greatly startled. Was the Holy Son really that temperamental?

The resources Qin Sheng offered were enormous, something even the Yao Guang Holy Land wouldn't easily provide—not because they didn't have them, but because it was impossible for them to do so.

How can such a glittering source be given away to ordinary disciples for nothing?

That would be a terrible thing!
But Qin Sheng didn't care at all, nor did he feel sorry for them. Where did he get these things from?

Of course, it was enthusiastically sponsored by the likes of the Demon Shark Clan, the Taiyin Divine Cult, and the Golden Crow Clan, those lackey forces.

The light rained down endlessly, and the Treasure River shone brilliantly. This grand event lasted for quite some time before it ended. Every member of the Yao Guang Sect below Sendai received a reward from Qin Sheng. Everyone was so excited that their faces turned red, and they could hardly contain their excitement.

"I've obtained a spirit weapon!"

"The Holy Son bestowed upon me a Spirit-Nourishing Jade, just as my divine consciousness had been injured!"

"This is Starshine Iron, something I desperately need for my training!"

"..."

For ordinary disciples, even a few kilograms of Origin is a very precious treasure, let alone Qin Sheng's actions, which would certainly not be so undignified.

"Thank you, Holy Son!"

"The Holy Son possesses boundless magical power, extraordinary abilities, and immortality; he is invincible among men!"

"Holy Son, we love and respect you!"

"..."

The crowd was in an uproar, with gratitude and praise flowing like a tide. Some wept with joy, some raised their hands, and everyone looked at Qin Sheng as if he were a god.

The Holy Son did not ride on the backs of us ordinary disciples, but kept us in his heart!

All the words in the world can be summed up in four words:

"Long live the Holy Son!" Only the Great Emperor can live for ten thousand years on his own, so "long live" is considered the highest blessing in the world of Shrouding the Heavens.

Seeing this scene, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang had no doubt that if Qin Sheng were to say at this moment that the Holy Lord was immoral and that he should take his place, he would be immediately arrested without even a chance to explain, and his crimes would be proven beyond doubt.

The Ruthless Clan has truly gone too far, resorting to such methods to win people's hearts; they're trying to cultivate assassins!
Luckily, I had already sworn allegiance to the Holy Son.

The other powerful figures were also marveling at Qin Sheng's position, recognizing his combined strength, prestige, and benevolence. No one in the entire Holy Land could shake his status.

Since the founding of the Yao Guang sect, no holy son has ever been revered to this extent.

"This sacred land of Yaoguang is my home, and it is also everyone's home. Long live Yaoguang!"

Qin Sheng's voice resounded far and wide: "Cultivate diligently, for the future of Yao Guang belongs to you."

Without speaking to his disciples any further, Qin Sheng and the others went to the Yao Guang Temple and sat down in turn. The Yao Guang Holy Lord wanted the Holy Son to sit in the main seat, but he refused.

Since the position of Holy Lord is about to be obtained, there is no need to be particular about such trivial matters at this moment.

Even Wang Mang knew to remain humble before he usurped the throne.

"Holy Son, you just bestowed away so many resources that it startled us old folks. You've got real guts!" Yao Guang Holy Lord exclaimed.

"It's just a treasure, meant to be used. Keeping it won't produce offspring, and besides, how can one cultivate without resources?" Qin Sheng said nonchalantly.
“The Holy Land is a big family, and all my fellow disciples are my family. They should be allowed to use it.”

If they don't use it for their own people, are they planning to use it for compensation later?

Yao Xi's eyes sparkled as she used her divine sense to inscribe information on the jade slip; she was taking notes.

'The Holy Son instructed that cultivation must have resources, and that all disciples of the Holy Land are one family…'

She has also entered the Immortal Realm. Due to her outstanding combat power, she is stronger than most of the Supreme Elders. She is no longer just a Saintess, but a high-ranking member of the Holy Land in a real sense.

You can come to the meeting now.

"With you, Holy Son, the Holy Land is truly blessed," a powerful being exclaimed.

"Where did the Holy Son find such a large amount of resources?" another powerful figure from the Holy Land asked.

He wasn't trying to pry into Qin Sheng's secrets—who would dare do that nowadays—he was just simply curious.

"After leaving the Immortal Transformation Pool, I forgot to tell you, Holy Lord, but it's nothing serious," Qin Sheng said casually.
"These things are what I obtained from the treasure vaults of several clans and sects I slaughtered in Ziwei."

He brought back a considerable amount of basic resources from Ziwei, which were originally intended for use in the Yaoguang Holy Land.

If I am stronger than everyone else, then my holy land must also stand out among the Big Dipper.

Let Yao Guang be great again.

There was silence all around, and everyone was surprised, except for Yao Xi who was frantically taking notes.

"The Ziwei sect is rife with demonic forces, a chaotic and corrupt place. The Holy Son has swept through its dens, overthrowing all the monsters and demons, restoring order to the heavens. This is truly a blessing for the Ziwei sect and for all living beings..."

After a few moments of silence, the Holy Lord of Yaoguang slammed his fist on the table in anger.

"Holy Son, did you encounter danger during your journey to the stars? The Ziwei cultivators are going too far, daring to attack you!"

In reality, the Holy Lord Yaoguang was feeling very uneasy at that moment.

No wonder the Holy Son severed his Dao so quickly. While his unparalleled talent is certainly a factor, the Ziwei cultivators probably also made a great contribution with their own essence.

The barrier to severing the Dao cannot be broken even by demonic arts devouring the source, yet the accumulation of power in the previous stage can be completed so quickly. It must have been built up by the Holy Son with human lives!

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang sighed inwardly. It seemed that his worries before Qin Sheng left for Ziwei had come true.

The Ruthless Clan is like a rat crossing the street in Beidou. Everyone has reached a consensus to exterminate this clan. Even the Holy Son has to be cautious when cultivating the Devouring Heaven Demon Art here.

But after he went to Ziwei, he clearly planned to do one job and leave, without any such worries.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang couldn't help but feel sorry for the Ziwei cultivators, who had been so badly harmed.

"It's not really dangerous," Qin Sheng said, a hint of reminiscence in his eyes.

"However, I will probably never forget my rivals from the Ziwei Ancient Star."

Roasted golden crow's fin, braised celestial beast tendon, and stewed shark fin soup are all unforgettable delicacies.

'The Holy Son possesses unparalleled talent and grace, even the Purple Star Emperor has no rivals…' Yao Xi asked while taking notes:
"Holy Son, it is said that more than one Great Emperor has emerged from the Ziwei Ancient Star. What is it really like there?"

"Emperor Hengyu's ancestral star was Ziwei, but he settled in Beidou, and the Hengyu Imperial Way no longer exists in Ziwei," Qin Sheng said.
"In addition, the two great lineages of the Taiyin and Taiyang Emperors are also passed down in Ziwei, but they have both lost their imperial weapons."

The Taiyin and Taiyang scriptures are renowned, and are known as the mother scriptures of the human race. Those with greater strength know them, and they would know what Qin Sheng was referring to as soon as he mentioned them.

"An imperial weapon can be lost?" The experts of Yao Guang looked at each other in bewilderment.

In the original storyline, the Yao Guang Holy Land was extremely bold, frequently lending out imperial weapons, mostly for nefarious purposes.

The issue of the Imperial Weapon being lost was never within their consideration.

"Ancient history is vast; even imperial clans can be destroyed, let alone an imperial weapon?" Qin Sheng shook his head.

"However, the Taiyin Divine Sect has already been destroyed by me, while the Taiyang Divine Sect is on good terms with me... I will leave a handwritten note about the specific situation of Ziwei in the Holy Land later, so that my disciples can improve their understanding of the starry sky."

Starting today, Yaoguang Holy Land will launch a literacy campaign.

The lineage of the Human Emperor has been destroyed!
The matter of the Starry Sky Handwritten Note was temporarily ignored by everyone. The previous sentence exploded in everyone's hearts, as if struck by lightning, leaving them completely stunned.

This kind of thing is just as terrifying as suddenly hearing that the Ji family has been wiped out.

Those who knew that Qin Sheng was practicing the Devouring Heaven Demon Art were even more horrified.

No wonder they've progressed so quickly; they actually devoured the Taiyin Divine Cult. How brutal!

Even if they don't have a special physique, the origins of those with the bloodline of emperors are still different.

"Don't overthink it. The Taiyin Divine Sect is no longer under the control of the Human Emperor's bloodline. The Taiyin Dharma Lineage has been stolen by outsiders. I am just restoring order."

They must be from the ruthless lineage. They even make wiping out entire families sound so nice. The inheritors of the ruthless lineage are truly shrewd.

The Holy Lord of Yaoguang felt a chill in his heart and solemnly said:

“Holy Son, now that you have severed your path and are unmatched in the Big Dipper, I believe it is time to hand over the position of Holy Lord to you and let you lead the Holy Land forward.”

If he doesn't abdicate soon, Li Daoqing fears that a "rectification" will break out within the Yao Guang Holy Land.

“That’s right. The ancient races are showing signs of emerging. The Eastern Wilderness is in turmoil and is destined to undergo a great change. Even the ancient sects may be overthrown.” The Dragon Pattern Peak Master was the first to respond.

“Although our holy land has the Black Gold Cauldron with Dragon Pattern to guard it, we also need someone like you, Holy Son, to take the lead in the overall situation.”

"I am still young and inexperienced. The position of Holy Lord is too early for me. I need to continue to mature. The Holy Land still needs an elder like you, Holy Lord, to guide the direction." Qin Sheng waved his hand.

Including the previous two times, Qin Sheng has now refused the position of Holy Lord three times.

"Is the Holy Son implying that I'm getting old?" Li Daoqing understood Qin Sheng's unspoken meaning.

"No, my abilities are limited. I have controlled the Holy Land for so many years but have accomplished nothing. On the other hand, since the Holy Son entered the sect, he has made great contributions and enhanced the prestige of Yao Guang. He is the destined master of Yao Guang Holy Land!"

Li Daoqing was clearly determined to step down and make way for a more capable person. In the years since Qin Sheng left, his reputation had declined significantly, especially due to the outrageous rumors that he had forced Dong Xian to leave for Ziwei, which gave him the biggest headache.

This time, he must make sure that waiting doesn't become a regret.

"The Holy Lord is right. Looking across the entire Holy Land, only you, Holy Son, are capable of shouldering this great responsibility. This is the expectation of all!"

"Indeed, in these chaotic times, it is even more necessary for you, Holy Son, to deter all heroes and prevent anyone from offending our Yao Guang."

"The position of Holy Lord is rightfully yours, so please do not refuse it any longer."

"I also choose the Holy Son. The Holy Son can lead the Yao Guang Holy Land to the universe!"

"..."

The peak masters and many powerful figures echoed each other, trying to persuade Qin Sheng, as if they would all slit their own throats if Qin Sheng disagreed with taking the throne.

Looking at the eager eyes of these people, Qin Sheng sighed deeply. "If Yao Guang were to lose, I wonder when things would be peaceful. How many people are indignant?"

Enough, enough. The people are the most important, the holy land is next, and the holy son is the least important. The will of the people cannot be defied.

"You're really putting me in a difficult position... Oh well, since that's how it is, then I'll do as you say."

Being a Holy Son isn't so bad, but the position of Holy Lord offers far greater possibilities.

"However, the Holy Land is still everyone's Holy Land. I am merely the custodian of the Holy Land's authority. You are all free to supervise me at any time," Qin Sheng emphasized.

Qin Sheng is merely a humble public instrument of the sacred land, a vessel for the fruits of everyone's careful consideration.

(P.S.: I went to a funeral today and was busy with preparations early this morning. I finally managed to write this chapter. Sorry, there won't be any more. Please vote with your monthly tickets.)
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