Simultaneous Transmigration: Inheriting the Legacy of Myriad Worlds

Chapter 211: Change from Evil and Return to Righteousness
Qin Sheng easily killed the Fire God and had no interest in fighting it.

"I thought we'd have to use an imperial weapon," Qin Sheng shook his head.

Normally, if the old thing in the tomb wants to fight Dongxian, he has to defeat the Devouring Demon Cover first. Someone who can't even be dealt with by an imperial weapon is not qualified for me, the Holy Son, to take action personally.

However, I'll give the little girl some face this time.

"Didn't you intend to use the Devouring Demon Canopy to suppress that sacred weapon?" Duan De asked, somewhat puzzled.

"I didn't bring the sacred weapon from Fire Demon Ridge," Qin Sheng replied casually.
"Otherwise, we'll have to divert our efforts to suppress it, which will affect my performance."

I only said I didn't bring the bronze spear, but I didn't say I didn't bring any other sacred weapons.

"What a pity," Duan De sighed softly.

"I have a way to help you control the holy weapon; I was originally planning to help you."

"Should I hand over the sacred weapon for a period of time and return it to me in the future?"

"How did you know?" Duan De blurted out.

Qin Sheng said expressionlessly, "Because that dead dog already said that. You two are exactly the same."

Duan De smiled awkwardly, but at the same time he was extremely dissatisfied with Qin Sheng grouping him and the Black Emperor together.

I, Duan, am a fine man. How can I be compared to a dog?

"Big brother, there's something down there," the little girl suddenly said.

She pointed her little finger into the volcano and then said:

"After you killed that monster, a bead appeared underneath."

Qin Sheng looked closely and saw that countless divine rays were gathering in the magma, forming a fiery red sphere that was gradually growing larger.

During the formation of the sphere, the dormant volcanoes in the fire-stricken area also showed unusual activity, trembling incessantly and emitting muffled sounds.

A few breaths later, a burst of divine fire energy shot out from each extinct volcano, traveling rapidly through the ground and converging on the location of the three.

A thousand flames surged forth, a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight.

"This is the sacrifice the King of Gods needs. Only when the fire dies can the sacrifice be made," Duan De said quickly.

"But according to the arrangement here, once the power of a spirit reaches its peak, it will die naturally without needing to be killed by humans."

It's obvious that Zhenming Gusheng's arrangement had a problem.

After the fireball was fully formed, all its light was contained, and it burst out of the dormant volcano, heading towards the blood-red pyramid.

But how could Qin Sheng let it slip away right in front of him? He stopped it immediately.

"This thing is a treasure," Duan De said, his eyes gleaming with greed.

"Think about how it was cultivated. It can be described as a collection of the essence of heaven and earth, a rare treasure."

"However, this cannot be used directly."

Qin Sheng nodded and said, "I not only sensed boundless divine power within the pearl, but also detected baleful energy, death energy, and resentment."

"It needs to be purified before it can be refined." Duan De looked at the blood-red pyramid.

"The method of purification is inside. Let's go and sweep away the other seven earth gods first."

Duan De hurriedly left, but immediately stopped and stared at Qin Sheng warily.

"There are eight portions of this in total. You're not planning to keep it all for yourself, are you?"

Qin Sheng: "..."

Really good at reading people.

"What are you thinking? Of course, everyone should have a share of the treasure. Otherwise, may I be struck by lightning!" Qin Sheng declared righteously.

Although Qin Sheng often tricked Hei Huang and Duan De, to be fair, when he found treasures, he really didn't keep them all to himself; he would usually let them take some as well.

After all, they weren't real enemies, and it was impossible to go too far, as that would hurt their feelings too much.

Do you love your brothers or God?

"I have a feeling you're plotting something," Duan De said suspiciously.

"If you doubt me again, I'm really going to take it all for myself."

"Good brother, of course I believe you."

Duan De changed his tune, beaming, "You're the one who's loyal, unlike that bastard surnamed Ye, he's not even human."

"That's right, the bond between us is truly beyond words." Qin Sheng nodded in deep agreement.

"Ye Zi is just a superficial brother, we're unrelated."

"How should we divide the treasure?" Duan De asked.

He needs to get everything settled first, otherwise something unexpected will definitely happen later.

Even if an extraordinary treasure were to appear, they would definitely turn against each other in the end...

"I only need half of everything inside this semi-saint's tomb."

Qin Sheng revealed a profit-sharing ratio that stunned Duan De.

"You really only want half a percent?" Duan De exclaimed excitedly.

Qin Sheng: "Of course, I'd be struck by lightning if I lied to you."

"Good brother, you really are a good brother. I acknowledge you. Let's chop off the chicken's head, burn yellow paper, and become sworn brothers right here and now!"

Duan De was more excited than ever before. It seemed that he was finally going to stand up for himself!

"Dezi, do you now understand how many misunderstandings you had about me before?" Qin Sheng said earnestly.

"Understood." Duan Defei nodded quickly.

I deserved to die!

Qin Sheng looked satisfied. "So you have no objections to my method of distribution, right?"

"Of course not, I wholeheartedly agree."

I have objections to this allocation? I, Duan De, am not an idiot.

"Okay, then let's allocate it according to this ratio."

Qin Sheng: "Of all the profits from this, I'll take half, and you'll take half."

"Huh? What about the remaining 90%?" Duan De was dumbfounded.

"Of course it's for the little girl."

Qin Sheng said matter-of-factly, "I said everyone gets a share, and Xiao Nannan is one of us too. We can't leave her out, can we?"

“She’s not even three years old yet, and she has to come to these places with us, enduring all kinds of dangers. It’s very unlucky. We’ll both take a loss and give her a little more.”

"Isn't that reasonable?" The little girl blinked her big eyes, looking very innocent and naive.

"I'll listen to my older brother."

Duan De stared at the two figures, one large and one small, and froze in shock.

"Fellow Daoist, you just said you would become sworn brothers on the spot, do you still want to?"

"Ah...you...ha...I..."

Duan De's lips trembled, and he couldn't utter a complete sentence, seemingly indicating that Black King was experiencing a rabies attack.

"Why should she get 90%?"

"She's still a child. You're such a grown man. You've lived for so many lifetimes, you don't even know how old you are. Why are you arguing with a child?"

Duan De coughed up blood.

I was so stupid, really, that I actually thought this bastard had reformed.

"Darling, let's go find your treasure."

"Uncle Fatty is trembling."

"It's okay, he's just too cold."

"But this place is full of volcanoes."

"Yin Fire".

Upon hearing this conversation, Duan De's rabies worsened.

In the end, they redistributed the profits, but it was a done deal that the little girl would be involved.

Qin Sheng firmly opposed isolating the little girl.

Duan De kept reassuring himself that, compared to the previous times, he hadn't suffered any losses this time.

The man surnamed Qin is a powerful figure; I can't outmaneuver him.

If you look at it from another angle, the fact that the two of them are sharing a portion with me shows their fear of me.

win!
The three of them swiftly and decisively killed the remaining seven earth gods and obtained seven divine pearls of different colors.

“Any great being in this world would not have an easy time facing these terrains, and might even risk losing their life.”

Duan De shook his head and said, "Even if Zhenming, a half-saint, racked his brains, he would never have imagined that his mere half-saint's tomb would attract a powerful figure like you who carries an imperial weapon with him."

It should be noted that even when attacking the Azure Emperor's Tomb, the powerful figures from various holy lands did not deploy any imperial weapons, or even bring a single holy weapon; they went empty-handed.

For a semi-saint's tomb to receive such treatment now, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that its ancestors were blessed with good fortune.

Upon hearing Duan De's words, Qin Sheng first looked at him, then at the little girl, and thought to himself, "Wonderful!"

"Crossing Tribulation Celestial Venerable", "Ruthless Great Emperor" and I, Dong Xian, the three heroes, have come together to dig up this tomb. Zhenming Half-Saint should be grinning from ear to ear in the netherworld.

Anyone who didn't know better would think they were really digging up an emperor's tomb.

The blood-red pyramid is very tall, with layers upon layers, and is covered with a large number of Taoist patterns.

Upon approaching, a pungent, fishy stench assaulted her nostrils, causing the little girl to cover her nose and scrunch up like a little bun.

"It stinks."

"This is stained with blood." Qin Sheng's eyes were somewhat solemn.

"It's not ordinary blood. Even after countless ages, it still contains a trace of divinity, providing power to the Dao patterns."

Qin Sheng and Duan De exchanged a glance, and began to speculate about the source of the blood.

It must be the King of Zhenming.

The Blood Pyramid has only one entrance, a blue stone gate that gives it a vibrant feel.

It can be described as a single green leaf amidst a sea of ​​flowers.

"There is no magic circle."

Qin Sheng blasted open the stone door from afar and looked inside. It was pitch black, without a single ray of light.

"Be careful," Duan De warned.

"Okay, you lead the way."

Duan De: "...Why me?"

“You are more professional in this area, and I also have to take care of my daughter. She is still a child, and this kind of occasion is too gloomy and scary.”

Duan De wanted to curse, so no matter what he said, he was right?

But they couldn't leave the blood-red pyramid unattended. Duan De took out a bronze lamp, which was covered in rust and had a very faint flame that seemed about to go out. The demonic aura was extremely strong.

Qin Sheng examined the lamp closely and was somewhat surprised.

"Dezi, this is a king's weapon, and it seems to belong to the demon race. You have such a good thing on you?"

Duan De rolled his eyes. "You have even more good stuff on you!"

He walked first into the blue stone gate, and Qin Sheng watched his back with a glint in his eyes.

Even the most powerful weapons have been found; it feels like it's almost time to harvest this leek (a metaphor for someone easily exploited).

Dezi, you must find as many treasures as possible in this last period of time, don't let me down.

Although the flame of that bronze lamp was weak, it could illuminate all directions, lighting up the entire space behind the stone door.

The interior was very empty, with only an altar in the center and nothing else in the rest of the area.

The ground was covered with intricate Dao patterns, crisscrossing and eventually connecting to the altar, forming a large magic array.

However, the formation of the Eight Formations had been destroyed, and the power of the great formation here had been greatly reduced, which made Qin Sheng and the others feel at ease.

On the altar was a throne, upon which sat a middle-aged man in royal robes, his eyes closed. His body was shriveled, skin and bones, devoid of any life.

The corpse of a demigod should not have turned into this state, which indicates that something is amiss.

“I suspect there’s a possibility he might come back to life,” Duan De said in a low voice.

Qin Sheng instinctively moved further away from Duan De, letting him take his place.

If you suspect a zombie will rise from the dead, what's the difference between that and that it definitely will?
The little girl wasn't afraid when she looked at the mummified corpse. After staring at it for a while, she suddenly leaned close to Qin Sheng's ear and bit his ear.

The Great Emperor's Dao Fruit has been unleashed.

Qin Sheng nodded gently. "Very good. I haven't spoiled you for nothing. I'll give you an extra chicken leg when we get out."

They just scooped it out of Duan De's bowl.

(End of this chapter)