Chapter 1029: Qin Bashén’s Shock

“Hahaha, it seems even the heavens cannot tolerate you people!”

Qin Bashén laughed wildly, yet his laughter was filled with hatred.

The faces of the Mahayana Cultivators shifted between dark and light, but they were not afraid. Having lived for thousands of years, what trials had they not experienced? How could they let Qin Bashén go because of this?

The White-Robed Elder was the first to act, conjuring a Flying Sword from his sleeve, intending to decapitate Qin Bashén.

Boom!

A bolt of lightning descended from the sky, shattering the Flying Sword, and then shattering all the restraints on Qin Bashén's body, turning the Talisman Paper covering him into ashes.

Qin Bashén was stunned, the Mahayana Cultivators were stunned, and the Imperial Palace side was equally so.

A cold, female voice echoed throughout the world:

“A Mortal dares to insult my Han Family Bloodline? Believe it or not, I will destroy this Mortal Realm, and not even Immortals or Gods would dare to stop me!”

Han Ling's voice was incomparably authoritative, and the contained fury made the temperature of the world drop sharply, frightening everyone.

What arrogance!

The Mahayana Cultivators were terrified; the opponent had arrived bearing Heavenly Might, and they were absolutely no match.

But… the Han Family?

The White-Robed Elder looked at the Emperor and found that the Emperor's expression was horrified, already scared witless.

“Junior, take your revenge. Anyone who dares stop you shall be Destroyed in Body and Soul. After you have settled your grievances, follow me to the Upper Realm to Cultivate and shed your Mortal coil!”

Han Ling's voice sounded again, causing fierce light to burst forth in Qin Bashén's eyes.

He trembled as he stood up and walked toward the Empress.

The Empress, surrounded by Cultivators, was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she collapsed onto the ground.

Seeing Qin Bashén approach, she screamed in terror, desperately begging for help.

The protecting Cultivators were scared out of their wits and dared not fight. Han Ling's appearance made them believe that Immortals and Gods were enraged, and in an instant, they all fled in terror.

The Mahayana Cultivators looked at the White-Robed Elder. The White-Robed Elder's face was gloomy, and he remained silent, but he did not give any further orders. Clearly, he intended to sacrifice the pawn to save the general.

Qin Bashén brushed past the Emperor. The Emperor quickly turned around and trembled, saying, “My Imperial Son, stop!”

Qin Bashén ignored him, quickly walked up to the Empress, and smashed a punch down.

The delicate Empress could not withstand his punch and died instantly, blood splattering everywhere.

Qin Bashén turned and looked at the Cultivators in the sky, shouting angrily, “Ancestors of the Han Family above, can you kill them for me!”

“You…”

The White-Robed Elder was both shocked and enraged. He had already tacitly allowed Qin Bashén to take revenge, but Qin Bashén was pushing his luck.

“Alright!”

Han Ling's voice sounded again, causing the Mahayana Cultivators to panic completely.

The White-Robed Elder immediately shouted, “First, kill this brat!”

The Mahayana Cultivators attacked one after another, various Spells raining down toward Qin Bashén. Although Qin Bashén was physically powerful, he had no Magical Power, and coupled with his severe injuries, how could he dodge?

However, just as these Spells were about to land on Qin Bashén, they all vanished, dissipating like smoke.

Screams descended from the sky as all those Mahayana Cultivators plummeted down right in front of Qin Bashén.

Qin Bashén grinned, feeling immense satisfaction.

The Emperor stared blankly at this scene, filled with boundless regret.

He suddenly remembered what Consort Han had said when he banished her to the Cold Palace.

“Your Majesty, you covet the Empress's Family influence. If my Han Family ever finds our Old Ancestor, you will surely regret this day!”

In his rage at the time, he paid it no mind, but thinking about it now, he felt incredibly foolish.

This foolishness would plunge the Qin Family's empire into the abyss!

…Third Dojo.

Qin Bashén had changed into new clothes, his injuries were healed, and all the grime on his body was gone. Although he was muscular, his features were handsome, and he no longer looked as ferocious or savage as before.

Xing Hongxuan, Qing Luan'er, and the gathered Dojo Disciples surrounded Qin Bashén, making him feel uneasy.

“Tsk tsk, worthy of being Husband's descendant; he truly is handsome.”

“I wonder how many generations separate us.”

Facing the two Ancestors, Qin Bashén was extremely nervous and dared not speak.

At this moment, Han Ling walked over and smiled, “Mothers, don't tease him anymore. A few days ago, he lacked sanity, like a child. How can he withstand your teasing?”

Xing Hongxuan and Qing Luan'er had been away from the Heavenly Dao for a long time and could not calculate the situation within the Heavenly Dao, as they were not Great Dao Supremes after all.

When the two women heard this, they grew curious and began to ask questions.

Han Ling did not hide anything and recounted Qin Bashén's past, which made the two women indignant.

Qin Bashén remained silent, wondering what he should think.

Afterward, Han Ling brought him into the Daoist Temple.

Upon seeing Han Jue, Qin Bashén was astonished by his celestial appearance, secretly wondering how anyone could look so perfect.

Han Ling said, “This is my Father, and also the Father of the Han Family's Old Ancestor. The Han Family's forefather is the Heavenly Dao Sage, Han Yunjin.”

Heavenly Dao Sage?

Qin Bashén was shocked. Although he didn't understand what that represented, it sounded extremely grand.

Han Jue did not open his eyes. Han Ling began introducing the Han Family to Qin Bashén.

Listening to Han Ling speak about the Han Family's generations, Qin Bashén remained silent. Although he was shocked, he felt a strange bitterness.

After Han Ling finished speaking, Qin Bashén couldn't help but ask, “Since the Han Family is so powerful, why allow its descendants to suffer? If I am like this, there must be other Han Family Disciples scattered outside!”

Han Ling frowned and said, “The Han Family has countless Disciples. The Han Family grants you life, but it has no responsibility to protect you throughout it. If you trace the ancestry of Mortals in the human world, who doesn't have an illustrious forefather?”

Qin Bashén asked, “Then why help me? Because of my talent?”

“Your talent was also bestowed by me. Otherwise, you would still lack sanity and live a life of distress.”

The speaker was Han Jue. His voice was calm but carried an unspeakable majesty, making Qin Bashén even more nervous—more nervous than facing Han Ling.

He looked at Han Jue, and seeing Han Jue quietly open his eyes and stare at him, he quickly lowered his head in fear.

Han Ling also looked at Han Jue in surprise. Talent can be bestowed?

Han Jue stared at Qin Bashén and said, “The Han Family has countless Disciples. Your selection by me is not because I saw anything special in you; this is your predetermined fate. When dealing with descendants, I make a fair, random choice. Regardless of who is chosen, it is their own Opportunity. You do not need to feel burdened, but please understand clearly: I owe the Han Family nothing. Without me, the Han Family would not even exist.”

Qin Bashén fell silent. After calming down, he understood that his previous words were indeed unreasonable.

He raised his head again and asked, “Old Ancestor, what do you require of me?”

Han Jue said, “From now on, serve my Daughter, who is also your Ancestor.”

Qin Bashén couldn't help but look at Han Ling.

Han Ling laughed and said, “Don't worry, you can Cultivate here. I have Cultivated for tens of millions of years since birth, and I have only left twice, never encountering danger.”

Qin Bashén nodded, his heart filled with shock.

Tens of millions of years… Han Jue closed his eyes and continued to Cultivate.

Han Ling then stood up, took Qin Bashén away, and built a Daoist Temple nearby for Qin Bashén to reside in.

She first imparted a Method of Cultivation. After Qin Bashén memorized it, she instructed, “Do not come to our Daoist Temple when there is no need. My Father is busy with Seclusion, and each Seclusion lasts five million years. When your Cultivation reaches a Bottleneck, I will personally come and teach you. If you are bored during the day, you can go find the Disciples, but I hope you focus most of your energy on Cultivation.”

“To say something that might hurt your pride, your Mother's suffering still stemmed from you being too weak. As long as you are strong enough, after your Mother's Reincarnation, you can still repay her kindness. Reincarnation is endless, and I will ensure she can continue to Reincarnate.”