Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 648: Little Martial Uncle

Qinchuan shifted his gaze towards the little demon fox cradled in the arms of Ji Huo'er.

This little demon fox carried the bloodline of Xiao Bai, who, back then, was a silver fox that belonged to Ye Xuan.

The reason why that pair of spiritual pearls had made their way into Mount Sumeru and were hidden there is self-evident.

Just moments ago, Qinchuan had been wondering how the scent of Xiao Bai's bloodline could emerge from this demon beast.

It seemed that Xiao Bai, after surviving a calamity, had followed his master's orders to conceal the two treasure beads capable of opening the secret realm within Mount Sumeru, leaving his offspring within the mountain as well.

Ye Yu's figure emerged from a fissure in the void.

His physical body had undergone a complete transformation. His stature was immense, resembling a small hill, his face marked by a mean and vicious expression as he scanned the practitioners in the Dao arena, his gaze lingering on the spiritual pearls in the hands of Qinchuan and Red Luan.

"That's right, it's this pair of ghostly pearls, the key to opening that place!" Ye Yu's eyes sparkled with a greedy gleam.

"You ants, hand over the ghostly pearls and offer your soul and true spirit, and this sovereign will forgive your transgression of trespassing upon the holy ground!" Ye Yu's voice was hoarse and piercing, sounding as if it were coming from deep underground, making those who heard it extremely uncomfortable.

"Oh?"

Qinchuan cleared his mind of distractions, placed the black ghostly pearl into the Dao Lotus, and motioned for Red Luan to step behind him. Since he had taken the reward, he supposed it was time to get to work.

He gave a sideways glance to the Ghost King Ye Yu hovering above the void and disdainfully said, "And what are you supposed to be? A thing that's neither human nor ghost dares to command this young master?"

Ye Yu's eyebrows furrowed, and anger flared.

"Good, very good, it seems entering that forbidden land has brought you great fortune, causing you to forget your true strength."

Ye Yu, being a Great Emperor, could naturally see through Qinchuan's real cultivation level at a glance – definitely not of the Great Emperor realm.

Clearly just a Saint-level combatant. For a combatant of the Holy's Realm to kill countless Supreme Saints with a single palm was absurd. The only plausible explanation was that he had obtained some extraordinary magical treasure within the Stone Forest's forbidden area he had entered previously.

However, even the most defying magical treasures couldn't bridge the colossal divide between the realms of Great Emperor and Saint.

"Since you seek death on your own, this sovereign shall grant your wish!"

With that, Ye Yu was about to take action.

"Clang—"

At that moment, suddenly, a loud phoenix cry came from the sky.

It was a tangible roar of fury, crossing thousands of miles. Despite the distance, the wrathful shout contained terrifying murderous intent. Great Dao Laws around Ye Yu surged towards him, transforming soundwaves into sharp blades, like innumerable flying swords, intent on striking down Ye Yu.

"Hmph!"

Ye Yu snorted coldly, exhaling a breath of essence qi that instantly shattered the myriad soundwave blades.

Ye Yu, Red Luan, Qinchuan, and Ji Huo'er, along with the many cultivators who had already fled far away, all turned their gazes toward the distance.

Even the Ghost King Ye Yu, concealed within the void, subdued his fury and looked indifferently over the expanse.

A fiery red shadow sped from afar, moving incredibly fast. Initially, it was just a small red speck outside of the sky.

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In the blink of an eye, the speck transformed into a gigantic, fiery red Red Luan.

As Red Luan spread her wings again, her colossal body had already arrived at the Spirit Dragon Holy Land.

As the fiery red Red Luan descended upon this world, two fluttering figures leaped down from her back.

Those individuals were none other than Red Luan, Qin Xiaoyu, and Zhou Xi.

Qinchuan and Hong Lian seemed to have a preternatural connection, having already sensed each other's presence. Qin Xiaoyu, however, had not expected to encounter Qinchuan in this place.

First stunned and then overjoyed, she leaped into Qinchuan's arms, "Brother, what are you doing here?!"

Zhou Xi approached with graceful steps and curtsied deeply, saying, "Zhou Xi pays her respects to the young master!"

Qinchuan nodded in acknowledgment and then assessed the three. Hong Lian shimmered with vibrant feathers, her aura long and steady, having evidently broken through to Quasi-Emperor cultivation.

Zhou Xi's Taiyin Treasure Body was fully developed. She had also reached the Dragon Transformation Realm, astonishingly keeping pace with Ji Huo'er and Ling Xian'er, who followed Qinchuan.

And as for Qin Xiaoyu, her progress was terrifying. Protected by the Myriad Laws Treasure Body, her cultivation level soared at breakneck speed. In just a few years she had not seen them, she had overtaken Zhou Xi and was now in the late stage of the Dragon Transformation Realm, a mere step away from Holy's Realm.

A Dragon Transformation Realm at thirteen was no longer adequately described as stunning.

Of course, Qinchuan had anticipated this. The Myriad Laws Treasure Body, impervious to laws, invincible to divine skills. Hong Lian, who had the same Treasured Body, had also ascended from the Tempering Body Realm to Holy's Realm in just three years.

By strict comparison, Qin Xiaoyu's progress could only be considered on par with Hong Lian's.

It seemed that their journey throughout the Divine Wilderness had been extremely fruitful.

Hong Lian had shrunk her form and flitted onto Qinchuan's shoulder, hopping and dancing about, clearly angling for a treat.

Even as a Quasi-Emperor level Demon Beast, Hong Lian still found Qinchuan unfathomable, unable to see through him.

As Qinchuan took out some Fire Attribute Spirit Fruits from his storage space, he patted Qin Xiaoyu's head and said, "Brother is here to reclaim something that belongs to me, but how did you all end up here?"

"We came to get something too, hee-hee!"

Qin Xiaoyu laughed, slipping away from the grasp of Qinchuan's demon claw, then stepped back two paces, surveying the surroundings.

"Little uncle, the item is right here!"

At this moment, Hong Yuan's inopportune voice rang out. She appeared in front of Qin Xiaoyu, presenting the remaining white Spiritual Pearl in her hands.

In her heart, Hong Yuan was astonished. She had not expected that her own little uncle was acquainted with the revered figure who had saved her.

Moreover, the way the two addressed each other suggested a possible sibling relationship.

"A monster that breaks through from the Dao Palace Realm to the Dragon Transformation Realm in one year having a brother of Great Emperor level. A family of powerhouses, that's quite reasonable!" she thought to herself.

Hong Yuan mused inwardly, reasoning, "My master seldom shows himself; no wonder he could discern my origins with one glance. It turns out there is such a connection between them!"

At this point, Hong Yuan had already envisioned Qinchuan as a highly talented Great Emperor with preexisting connections to her master.

In fact, she could never have imagined that Qinchuan was still, in truth, just a Holy's Realm Cultivator.

"Little uncle?" Qinchuan looked at Hong Yuan and Qin Xiaoyu in surprise, not understanding their words.

"Why does she address you as little uncle?"

"Brother, the story behind this is complicated. I'll explain it to you in detail later, but first, I must tell you I have taken a mysterious powerhouse as my master. You won't get angry, will you?" Qin Xiaoyu said as she put away the white Spiritual Pearl.

Qinchuan shook his head, both amused and concerned, "Why would I be angry? I'm just worried about you. Not everyone is worthy to be your teacher, given your limitless future potential."

But Qinchuan then thought, "Hong Yuan is the disciple of Wu Hun, the soulless Great Emperor, who looks exactly like Luo Ling'er, and she calls Qin Xiaoyu little uncle. Doesn't that imply that Qin Xiaoyu's master has a significant connection to Wu Hun's master? Even if they aren't the same person, they must be from the same lineage! And if Wu Hun has ties to Luo Ling'er, could it mean the power behind her..."

With that thought, Qinchuan couldn't help but ask, "Xiaoyu, what is your master's name, and how did he take you as his disciple?"

Just then, space trembled once more, a fissure appeared, and a detached voice emerged.