The God of Heavens

Chapter 167 The Cult of the Sun God 2
In the ancient times, the two ancient scriptures of the human race, the Taiyin True Scripture and the Taiyang True Scripture, were famous among all races and were mysterious and unfathomable.

Although the human race is relatively weak among all living beings, it has produced supreme beings who shook the ancient times, and even the ancient royal families were wary of them. All of this stems from these two ancient scriptures.

Lin Yu once obtained a page of the Immortal Tear Green Gold Book in the Crow's Nest of the Big Dipper Immortal Burial Ground. The first line of the scripture on it pointed out its origin: the scripture of the ancient emperor of the human race, originating from the Ziwei Star Region.

In the ancient times, a group of powerful humans traversed the dark universe and descended from the ancient star Ziwei to the Big Dipper. From then on, the human race truly established its foundation on that ancient star of life.

To the myriad ancient races, the human race of Ziwei Star held a revered position, even being regarded as their "ancestral star," and few ancient races dared to easily offend them. The reason why the Beidou human race was reduced to being prey was not because they were weak, but because they were too far from Ziwei Star and too close to the ancient royal family.

The environment back then was completely different from today. Ancient royal families were as numerous as imperial weapon families. If the human race did not have a supreme lineage to hold power, even if there were saints, it would be difficult to gain a foothold.

In the ancient times, the "True Scripture of the Sun" and the "True Scripture of the Moon" forged the glory of the human race, and now this flame of inheritance has finally been rekindled in Ziwei.

After Lin Yu imparted the Ancient Scripture of the Sun God Cult to the leader of the Sun God Cult, Jiang Mingyuan finally believed that he meant no harm. After all, Lin Yu was now infamous on the Purple Star Ancient Star, daring to suppress even the Golden Crow Clan, so the Sun God Cult naturally dared not be negligent.

Deep within the Sun God Palace, Lin Yu sat cross-legged in the center of an ancient hall built of divine stones, the golden light flowing around him echoing the ancient sun runes on the walls.

"Senior, please feel free to ask if you need anything while you are meditating here."

Jiang Mingyuan stood respectfully to the side, his eyes filled with both awe and hidden hope.

Lin Yu nodded slightly, his gaze sweeping over the simple furnishings in the hall—a jade table, a sandalwood chair, and a bronze incense burner. Though not luxurious, they possessed a timeless and profound Daoist charm.

Outside the temple, the disciples of the Sun God Cult watched from afar, their eyes filled with awe and curiosity.

"Is this the master of the Eight Views Palace?"

"Silence! Do not disturb the senior's peaceful cultivation."

Several young disciples whispered among themselves, but dared not get too close.

As the sun set, golden rays bathed the ancient palace. Lin Yu's figure appeared and disappeared within the palace, as if he had become one with the world around him.

As the last rays of sunlight faded and dusk settled, Jiang Mingyuan led a woman slowly towards them. The woman held the hand of a girl of about twelve or thirteen, and the shadows of the three of them stretched long on the bluestone slabs.

“Senior,” Jiang Mingyuan bowed respectfully outside the palace gate, “my wife and I, along with our daughter, request an audience.”

The woman tugged at her daughter's hand, but the girl shrank back half a step, burying her face in her mother's sleeve. The woman could only whisper, "Xinxin, quickly greet the elder."

The girl named Xinxin timidly raised her head. The last rays of the setting sun swept across her face, revealing faint golden lines between her brows.

She wore a light red satin skirt, with a lifelike three-legged golden crow totem embroidered in gold thread, and ancient sun patterns were subtly engraved on the hem of the skirt, swirling with crimson-gold spiritual light.

“Senior, this is my daughter, Xinxin.” The woman’s Adam’s apple bobbed a few times. “Her bloodline has reverted to its ancestral form, approaching that of our ancestor, the Holy Emperor.”

Lin Yu's gaze lingered on the girl for a moment. Her hair was withered and yellow like autumn grass, her skin was almost translucent white, only her eyes, brimming with a hazy, watery light, faintly shimmered with the holy radiance of the sun. "When Xinxin was born, the holy power of the sun shone brightly in all directions," Jiang Mingyuan couldn't help but whisper, his eyes filled with both pride and sorrow. "The elders of the sect all say that this is a sign of the Holy Emperor's bloodline reviving."

The woman's eyes reddened slightly upon hearing this, and she gently stroked her daughter's dry, yellow hair: "But when she was three years old, an unknown accident caused her to become like this."

Little Xinxin was a little scared and didn't want to leave her mother's arms. But the woman knew that she and her husband couldn't solve the child's health problems on their own. This older woman might be her daughter's only hope.

A misty chaos rose from Lin Yu's palm as he gently stroked the girl's hair. In an instant, the Holy Power of the Sun seeped into her skin like a trickle, and a shimmering golden light emanated from her body. Beneath her flesh, it was as if the rising sun was radiating warmth. This sign of the Emperor's blood returning to its ancestral form was approaching that of a tenth-generation Emperor's son.

This is already quite remarkable, on par with Yan Ruyu. Even Yuan Gu, the eighth-generation descendant of Emperor Yuan, is only slightly superior. If he can grow up smoothly, becoming a Great Sage is within reach.

"So this is Ye Tong's older sister, the future Sun God Body." Lin Yu realized that she was also very talented, but unfortunately she died a violent death.

When Lin Yu used the essence of life to cleanse her bones, he sensed that a source of the sun was hidden within her body. However, this source was not the holy path of light from the ancient sun scripture, but rather a domineering and aggressive demonic nature.

He knows who did this, and now the Golden Crow Clan has added another charge against them.

Lin Yu smiled coldly, and a cluster of azure-colored divine fire suddenly leaped from his fingertips. The flame was as pure as crystal, yet it contained a terrifying power that could distort space itself.

"Congeal!"

With a soft shout, the Glazed Divine Flame unfolded in the air, transforming into a three-zhang-tall transparent furnace. Xiao Xinxin was lifted by a gentle force and slowly placed into the furnace. At that moment, the Golden Crow Essence that had been dormant in the girl's heart suddenly manifested—it was actually the phantom of a three-legged divine bird, its wingspan exceeding one foot, its entire body burning with dark golden flames.

"It's actually a Saint-level Origin." Lin Yu raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes. "No wonder even the Sun God Cult was helpless."

This essence was abnormally pure, at least left behind by the Golden Crow Ancient Saint. Strangely, it contained no trace of spiritual energy, as if it were an inanimate object forcibly extracted from some forbidden artifact.

"A test from the Golden Crow Clan?" His gaze turned cold. If the Sun God Cult couldn't even resolve this source, it would not only expose the sect's predicament of having no Saint-level expert to oversee it, but also provide an opportunity to kill a future Sun Saint Body. It was truly a vicious scheme that killed two birds with one stone.

Within the furnace, the power of the moon and the sun intertwined, and the three-legged golden crow phantom emitted a silent lament, gradually transforming into a wisp of pure solar essence under the refinement of the Glazed Divine Flame.

This pure energy nourished the girl's meridians like spring rain, and Xinxin's dry, yellow hair began to glow with golden light at a visible speed, while her pale face gradually regained its color.

"This..." Jiang Mingyuan and his wife exchanged a glance, both seeing unbelievable ecstasy in each other's eyes. The stubborn illness that had plagued their beloved daughter for many years had been easily swept away like a whisk in the hands of this senior.

"Thank you so much for your life-saving grace, senior!" The leader's wife's voice choked with emotion. As she bowed gracefully, a single tear fell onto the golden brick in the hall.

Xiao Xinxin timidly bowed and said in a voice barely audible, "Thank you, senior." She looked down at her small hands, which were no longer pale, and her fingertips were glowing with a faint golden light—a sign of the natural flow of the sun's holy power.

Lin Yu nodded slightly, but his gaze passed over the majestic palace gates and landed on the distant horizon. Since the Golden Crow Clan dared to attack the bloodline of the Sun Saint Emperor, this debt would be settled sooner or later with interest.

(End of this chapter)