The God of Heavens

Chapter 306, Page 305: Destroying the Saintly Clan, Temporarily Leaving the Yang God Realm

Fanzhou is the largest and most abundant of the ninety-nine states in the Great Qian Dynasty.

Its vast territory and dense population surpass even those of the Central Plains. The permanent residents alone number seventy to eighty million, almost one-twentieth of the total population of the Great Qian Dynasty.

This vast territory was divided into twenty-six provinces. However, the Great Qian Dynasty always struggled to maintain control over Fanzhou.

Whether it was the governor of Fanzhou or the governor of twenty-six provinces, they all faced the local powerful families—

When dealing with the descendants of Brahma, the foremost of all philosophers and sages, they were often at a loss.

Throughout history, even a great emperor like Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty was helpless against the Buddhist community. Every year, a large portion of the taxes collected could not be deposited into the treasury.

In the ebb and flow of the power struggle between the central government and local authorities, local powerful families ultimately gained the upper hand, and the authority of the imperial court gradually waned in the region.

At this moment, Lin Yu and Fan Yuntao were strolling through the streets of Brahma City.

The long street was bustling with people and carriages. Shops lined the street, and merchants, scholars, wandering heroes, monks and Taoists came and went in an endless stream.

Goods from all over the world converge here; whether they are rare treasures from overseas, specialties from the Western Regions, or exotic treasures from the wilderness, they can all be found here.

The prosperity of this Brahma City even surpasses that of the Jade Capital City. The variety of goods it offers makes it seem like the second capital of the Great Qian Dynasty.

“My lord, the Brahma Palace of our Brahma family is just ahead.” Fan Yuntao led the way.

In the center of the city stood a magnificent palace, covering hundreds of thousands of acres, even larger than the imperial palace.

The milky-white walls are covered with exquisite murals and inscribed with sages' maxims, exuding the dignified air of a scholarly family.

Within the palace walls stand numerous halls and pavilions, with structures such as the Heavenly Viewing Platform, the Star-Picking Tower, and the Moon-Appreciating Pavilion soaring into the clouds that one almost falls off their head when looking up at them.

Tens of thousands of Buddhist servants stood guard outside the palace gates. It was rumored that every autumn harvest season, the servants who went out to collect rent could form an army of 100,000, a force that even the Great Zen Temple at its peak could not match.

This Buddhist temple, weathered by a thousand years of storms, has witnessed countless dynastic changes. Regardless of the shifting dynasties, it has always remained the foundation of the Buddhist community.

“My lord, please follow me,” Fan Yuntao said in a low voice. “The Six Paths Brahma Wheel is hidden deep within the palace. However, we must proceed with caution to subdue those conservative elders.”

Lin Yu gazed intently, his eyes piercing through the layers of palaces. Deep within, a colossal white wheel, as bright as the sun and moon, was slowly turning.

Between rotations, it seemed as if countless spaces were created and destroyed, and myriad primordial energies converged, resembling a divine artifact of creation.

"The Six Paths Brahma Wheel!" Lin Yu understood immediately. This was the treasure of the Brahma family, personally forged by the Confucian sage, Brahma.

Hong Xuanji's Wheel of Life and Death technique may have drawn inspiration from the mysteries of this Brahma Wheel.

These six Brahma wheels are unparalleled treasures created by the Brahma through the utmost effort of his life, modeled after the eternal kingdom and the ship of creation.

Even if activated by a master who has undergone six tribulations of lightning, it would still be enough to contend with the Creator.

"Among our Brahma family elders, there are thirteen experts who have undergone four tribulations and three who have undergone five tribulations."

Fan Yuntao solemnly introduced:
"And most importantly, there is that ancestor who has cultivated for two thousand years and has reached the level of the sixth tribulation. However, his lifespan is about to end, so he has been in the Middle Thousand World to delay the passing of his lifespan."

He paused, then solemnly reminded them: "These people are all old monsters with long history and heavy sins. If you want to subdue the Brahma family, you must completely subdue these elders."

With my strength, I can only restrain one of the Grand Elders at most; the rest will depend on my master.

Lin Yu chuckled upon hearing this: "Hehe, the strength of six tribulations might have been something to be proud of in the past, but now it's nothing more than a large ant to me."

Before they finished speaking, the two transformed into streaks of light and flew into the Brahma Palace, directly entering the world created by the Six Paths Brahma Wheel.

Lin Yu's powerful divine sense swept across like a tidal wave, and all the experts of the Fan family who had undergone five tribulations or more and were on a whim were immediately shaken, as if they had encountered the might of heaven.

"Who is this esteemed figure who has graced the Brahma Clan with their presence? Please restrain your divine senses! Otherwise, even if the Creator were here, he would not be able to escape the suppression of the Six Paths Brahma Wheel!" Dozens of powerful divine senses rose up simultaneously.

The scene before Lin Yu changed, and he saw dozens of elders dressed in ancient Chinese sages and wearing tall hats and wide belts, lined up in the welcoming square amidst the mountains and rivers.

In this world, the six Brahma Wheels hang high in the sky, replacing the role of the sun and casting down a fresh and bright radiance.

"The patriarch has returned?" An elderly man with a refined appearance looked surprised when he saw Fan Yuntao.
“Since you went to the Dragon’s Tomb with the heads of the Wu, Sun, and Wang families, you have not returned for a long time. If it weren’t for the ancestor’s calculation that you were safe and sound using the Great Brahma Heaven-Connecting Technique, we would have almost had to go and rescue you.”

Fan Yuntao laughed and said, "The Dragon's Tomb was indeed fraught with danger this time, and we are very grateful to this fellow Daoist for saving us. I have specially invited him to the Fan family today because I have a great opportunity to share with you all, and I would like to ask the Ancestor to show himself."

"What kind of opportunity would require disturbing the patriarch? His lifespan is nearing its end; we cannot act rashly," an elder said, frowning.

Fan Yuntao said solemnly, "As you all know, the imperial court destroyed the Jingyuan Temple. It is rumored that the Yuanqi God was killed by the imperial court, but that is not true. He escaped."

I was busy tracking this god, which caused me to waste time. This time, my fellow practitioner and I have found his whereabouts.

"If we can ask our ancestor to intervene and slay this god, obtaining his Primordial Chaos Relic, the Three Realms Primordial Qi Pool, and the 'Collection of Essence Blood and Primordial Qi,' it might help our ancestor break through seven tribulations, become a creator, and extend his lifespan. At that time, our Brahma family will surely regain the glory of the ancient philosophers!"

"Is this true?" The elders were overjoyed upon hearing this.

"Very well, Patriarch, I didn't expect you to get such big news this time. This matter is of great importance, and we really need to ask the Ancestor to take action."

"Now, the Crown Prince Yang Qian of the Great Qian Dynasty has somehow encountered some extraordinary opportunity, daring to place his father under house arrest, reform the government, and infringe upon the interests of our aristocratic families. We should seize this opportunity to unite with all the major aristocratic families and teach the court a lesson!"
However, this person is extremely mysterious. He was able to defeat the Western Regions' Primordial Spirit God, and it's possible he obtained the Ship of Creation. Therefore, we need to consider this further.

"I will go and ask our ancestor to come out of seclusion. Once our ancestor kills the Primordial God and breaks through to the Creator level, we will unite with the major families to attack Jade Capital and depose that Crown Prince Yang Qian. He dares to touch the interests of our families. He really doesn't know what he's getting himself into."

“That’s right. This world belongs to our sage family. From the Great Zhou Dynasty to the Great Xin Dynasty, and going back to all the dynasties, which court dared to treat our family like this?”

"Cripple Yang Qian! This man has risen to prominence unexpectedly; he must have encountered some extraordinary opportunity. We must ruthlessly strip him of it! All the opportunities in the world should belong to our sage family!"

The elders grew increasingly agitated as they spoke. Lin Yu sat upright in the chief seat, watching their performance with a smile, hoping they would still be laughing later.

"Hahaha, I already know what you're thinking!"

Suddenly, a deep laugh emanated from the Six Paths Brahma Wheel. A figure slowly descended, exuding an imposing aura that shook the entire welcoming hall.

The newcomer had white eyebrows and a long beard, wore a jade crown, and held a crane feather fan. He possessed both the air of a celestial being and the demeanor of a great Confucian scholar.

"I am Fan Shou." This ancestor, who had undergone six tribulations, lightly waved his feather fan, pointing at Fan Yuntao and Lin Yu.
"The patriarch has handled this matter very well. Young friend, tell me everything you know. When I become the creator, I will certainly not treat you unfairly."

"Haha!" Lin Yu laughed loudly and said, "You aristocratic parasites, you still want to break through to the Creator realm and attack Jade Capital City? Don't you even know who I am?"

"Be bold!"

"Insolence!" "How dare you spout such nonsense! Don't you know the power of our noble families?"

The elders of the Fan family all spoke up, their faces contorted with rage.

"You are Yang Qian, the Crown Prince of the Great Qian Dynasty. How did you get here?"

"Patriarch, have you lost your mind? How could you bring this person back to the clan?"

"Forget about whether he's a prince or not, capture him quickly and deprive him of his extraordinary opportunity."

Some people recognized Lin Yu's identity and prepared to make a move. Their powerful divine senses roamed freely, and the Brahma Divine Wheel hummed.

"Let all the maggots of the old era enter the Primordial Heavenly Gate to repent!"

Lin Yu roared and summoned a divine gate that reached the heavens and the earth. Its boundless power swept across the entire Middle Thousand World, suppressing the Brahma Divine Wheel so that it could not move.

Then, powerful figures emerged from the portal: Heavenly Serpent King Xingmou, Dragon Girl Ao Luan, Xu Feihong, and the future Lord, Yuanshi Tianjun.

The experts of the Brahma Clan were surrounded, and their immense aura shook the entire Brahma Wheel World.

……

Dark clouds rolled in the sky.

This is Qingzhou, located in the south of the ninety-nine prefectures. The land is fertile, with mountains, rivers, and a dense network of waterways, which is conducive to irrigation, but also often experiences torrential rains.

It is harvest season.

Inside the ancestral hall, incense smoke rises gently, and ancestral tablets are neatly arranged.

The old people sat around a long table, gazing at the churning dark clouds outside the window, their pipes trembling slightly as they worried about the impending downpour and the crops in the fields.

"What should we do, Old Zhang?" An old man said with a worried expression, "The imperial court finally bestowed these superior seeds, and we were just about to have a good harvest. But with this torrential rain, I don't know how much we'll lose!"

"Alas, what can we do? Heaven is blind. We can only accept our bad luck and try to salvage the situation while we can still recover some of the losses," another old man sighed.

“In previous years, we were always short of food in the spring, but now it’s great. The rice ears are like pearls, and one good harvest can last for three years, enough to eat our fill.”

I was hoping that once the grain was harvested, I could send my children to the newly opened academy so they could read more books, write articles, or even learn some skills, which would make their future easier.

Who knows how much damage will result from this heavy rain!

"How about we pray to the shrine?" another old man asked hesitantly.

"Is this okay?"

"Why not? The current emperor is very wise; nothing can be hidden from his eyes and ears."

An old man slammed his pipe down, making a loud sound.
"Take the murder case in Huangya County for example. The county magistrate accepted a bribe and fabricated evidence in an attempt to cover it up."

As soon as the memorial was submitted, the emperor acted as if he had seen it with his own eyes, and immediately dispatched an envoy who not only overturned the wrongful conviction but also had the county magistrate executed by being cut in half at the waist.

A few days ago I went to the county town and saw that all the officials were terrified!

"Yes, yes, and those local tyrants and bullies who preyed on the villagers have all been purged by the higher-ups. Otherwise, even if we had good seeds, we wouldn't dare to plant them. The more of these kinds of people there are, the higher the taxes will be, and we'll be working for nothing all year round."

Several voices of agreement rang out.

“Alright, then let’s contact all the men and women in the village and have them come to the ancestral hall to pray.”

Before long, the entire village gathered in the ancestral hall. The crowd was dense and silent, with torches burning brightly on both sides, creating a solemn atmosphere.

An elder in the ancestral hall pulled back the curtain behind the ancestral tablets, revealing a stone tablet engraved with the character "乾" (Qian).

All the villagers, regardless of age or gender, knelt down upon seeing the character "乾" and began to pray.

"A warning to Heaven: Today, a fierce storm has raged, submerging fields and causing crops to wither and fall..."

We rely on the benevolent protection of the Holy Emperor and earnestly request that an imperial edict be issued...

May the Emperor's grace nourish the land, ensuring bountiful harvests in my countryside and a peaceful and prosperous life for my people. I humbly offer this sacrifice of meat, vegetables, and fruits, hoping for your acceptance!

"allow!"

A grand voice echoed from the heavens. Instantly, everyone knew that the Emperor had heard the people's prayers.

Men, women, and children inside and outside the ancestral hall all prostrated themselves on the ground, their eyes filled with tears of joy, their hearts finally at ease.

That night, dark clouds churned like ink over Qingzhou, pressing heavily towards the ground.

Suddenly, from within the dark clouds, a divine being appeared in the world, with a human head and a dragon's body, its form winding like a mountain range.

Where the divine being swept across, the dark clouds dispersed, and the bright moon, like a silver plate, once again shone its clear light.

The next morning, sure enough, a fiery red sun broke through the clouds.

In the vast fields, golden rice ears droop low, creating waves of gold. As far as the eye can see, it looks as if the fields are piled high with golden rice.

Between the fields, farmers wield sickles with joyful expressions. The happiness of a bountiful harvest flows between heaven and earth, bringing immense satisfaction and comfort.

Lin Yu strolled through the fields, sometimes transforming into a stream of light, traversing the void, and sometimes releasing his divine sense, sweeping across the fertile land for thousands of miles, his joy instantly filling his heart.

"In just five to ten years, the world will be transformed. Etiquette and moral education will take root in people's hearts, and all people will be united in doing good. At that time, it will not matter whether there is an emperor or not."

Lin Yu sighed, sensing that the spirit of "unity of purpose" was gradually emerging in the world.

"In the days to come, let's see how this world develops. Comparing the outer heavens and the vast world, let's see who can write a magnificent chapter in the history of humanity."

Before he finished speaking, rays of light rose from his body, and an avatar split off to remain in this realm to oversee the overall situation.

"This world has gotten back on track; it's time to return to the world of Shrouding the Heavens and continue exploring the path ahead."

(End of this chapter)