CHAPTER 239: CHAPTER 239: THE SECRET OF THE FORBIDDEN DIVINE MOUNTAIN

Inside the secret chamber.

Qin Chuan used the Forbidden Red Lotus to set up an array to prevent spying, then retrieved the shadow of Emperor Houtu from his inner world.

"You..."

"Slap slap slap!"

Emperor Houtu wanted to say something, but Qin Chuan directly gave a slap, making a loud sound.

Emperor Houtu was stunned for a moment.

Then his face turned red, and he released an incredibly terrifying killing intent from his eyes: "How dare you humiliate me like this? An emperor cannot be insulted!!"

"Slap slap slap!"

Qin Chuan couldn’t even be bothered to speak and gave a few more slaps, not very harmful, but extremely insulting.

"You..."

"Slap slap slap!"

"I will kill you!"

"Slap slap slap slap..."

Qin Chuan tirelessly kept slapping until the other party dared not speak anymore.

He was completely subdued by the slaps.

Emperor Houtu looked at Qin Chuan with cold eyes, simmering with anger but not daring to say anything—he wasn’t afraid of pain, but he didn’t want to be disgraced like this.

Why bother getting slapped for saying a word?

He finally realized completely that he had utterly lost the ability to resist, so any insolence would only be met with doubled humiliation in return; in other words, stubbornness was self-humiliating.

"Finally quiet, now we can discuss terms."

Qin Chuan said with a smile.

Emperor Houtu turned his head away without speaking, seemingly sulking; this was his last bit of stubbornness.

However...

"Slap slap slap!"

Qin Chuan slapped again, hitting him until he saw stars.

"You!!"

He glared furiously at Qin Chuan, but when he met Qin Chuan’s smiling eyes, he didn’t dare to say anything anymore.

"When I don’t want you to speak, don’t speak, and when I want you to speak, don’t pretend you can’t hear."

Qin Chuan placed his hand in front of his mouth, flexed his finger joints, and blew out a breath, saying leisurely, "Otherwise... you’ll still get slapped."

"What exactly do you want?!"

Emperor Houtu asked, suppressing his anger.

"I said, I want to discuss terms with you; otherwise, how do you think you survived until now?"

Qin Chuan smiled.

"If we agree on terms, will you let me go?"

Emperor Houtu sneered.

"Slap slap slap!"

Qin Chuan gave a few more slaps and said flatly:

"In front of me, put away those ugly expressions, or you’ll smash that face of yours."

Emperor Houtu gritted his teeth, trembling with anger. As a Martial Emperor, when had he ever suffered such humiliation?

He roared like a beast: "A warrior can be killed but not humiliated!"

"Haha, it’s all nonsense. All I know is, I’m the master of my own land! Even if I make you eat shit today, you will eat it!"

Qin Chuan sneered.

Suddenly, he seemed reminded by himself, curling the corners of his mouth, he said, "I just remembered, that’s also one of the terms I want to discuss with you. If you can’t satisfy me, I’ll really make you eat shit, and even strip you naked and parade you in public."

Emperor Houtu shivered.

At this moment, he was like a lofty angel who, after losing his wings, had fallen into hell, with all sorts of filth and fierce ghosts and demons rushing towards him, making him experience the world’s darkness.

Even in his weaker days, he had never suffered such humiliation, never even thought someone would do this.

Unheard of!

However, some things have never happened before, doesn’t mean they won’t in the future, nor does it mean they won’t happen to oneself...

"What do you want, say it! I know you won’t spare me, and even if you promised, I wouldn’t believe it. I just hope you can give me a quick end, this emperor has dominated his whole life, and wants to die with a bit of dignity."

Emperor Houtu said solemnly.

"Refreshing!"

Qin Chuan snapped his fingers with a smile:

"If you had been this straightforward from the start, it wouldn’t have been so tiring for me. Look, my hand is all red from slapping."

Emperor Houtu didn’t get furious again.

Because he clearly understood that venting anger on someone he couldn’t affect would only punish himself—meaningless.

And Qin Chuan smiled, getting straight to the point:

"I want to know how you merged your spirituality into the Ten Directions Earth Scripture, and could even resurrect yourself from it."

Even now.

He still found this method unbelievable; it somewhat resembled computer programming, integrating one’s consciousness into a piece of code!

In the world of fantasy with its myriad wonders, such a method is not impossible.

There are even those who can resurrect from someone else’s memories, and some boast ridiculously that the Milky Way is just a river.

But...

Such methods shouldn’t appear on a mere Martial Emperor, to be honest, a Martial Emperor isn’t qualified for this!

Not qualified at all.

These creatures, confined to the level of energy, couldn’t access concept-level Divine Techniques.

Emperor Houtu seemed to have anticipated Qin Chuan’s question and was not surprised at all, speaking solemnly:

"Actually, I stumbled upon this Divine Technique in the Forbidden Divine Mountain, and it was just a fragment."

"If this Divine Skill were complete, spirituality could wander freely in the world, and as long as someone cultivates my Ten Directions Earth Scripture, my spirituality would gather on them, equivalent to having countless spiritualities."

"Even if this spiritual form were captured, it could still gather again on another who cultivates the Ten Directions Earth Scripture."

"But since mine is a fragment, it can’t go to that extent, so I could only condense it into a single Spiritual Seed, flowing with the transmission of the Ten Directions Earth Scripture, ultimately existing as just one spirituality."

"So, being captured by you, I lost."

Listening, Qin Chuan maintained his composure.

But inside, he was extremely shocked.

This Forbidden Divine Mountain indeed has some substances of value; it seems it truly is a treasured item fallen from the Upper Realm.

And it might even be an extraordinary treasure in the Upper Realm!

Perhaps it was the prized possession of a great figure in the Upper Realm, thrown out before their death, and by chance fell into this realm.

After all, such are the clichés.

Meanwhile, he also thought of Lin Yi; maybe Lin Yi’s mother came to this realm for this treasure, then something went awry along the way, losing her power, allowing Lin Yi’s father to take advantage.

In this regard, the father of the Great Dominator from next door would immediately recognize it.

After a while, Qin Chuan came back to his senses and said: "Pass me the fragment of that Divine Technique."

Emperor Houtu hesitated for a moment, then a light shone from his forehead, and a large number of golden characters flew out, hovering in the air.

"Eternal Thought?!"

Seeing the name of this Divine Technique, Qin Chuan’s eyebrow twitched, exclaiming internally, ’Great!’

How much advertising money did this take!

"As far as I know, this Divine Technique is divided into three volumes: upper, middle, and lower. I only have the upper volume; the other two should also be in the Forbidden Divine Mountain."

Emperor Houtu said:

"Back then, the reason I fought over the Forbidden Divine Mountain with the Nine Heavens Realm was actually for the other two volumes of this Divine Technique."

"Of course, it’s different for others; there are too many secrets inside the Forbidden Divine Mountain, and everyone wants something different."

"Alright, what I know I’ve already told you, give me a quick end please... I beg you."

Emperor Houtu showed a pleading expression.

"Why are you in such a hurry to die? Is there any other secret you haven’t told?"

Qin Chuan scrutinized him.

"Haha, once dead, all secrets are void."

Emperor Houtu laughed self-deprecatingly:

"But there are indeed some matters that must not be spoken of, no matter what, for example... regarding the Celestial Eternal Race."

"I know you are curious about these things too, but no matter how you force me, I won’t say a word."

"Though we belong to different factions, loyalty is blameless from any standpoint."

"Hope you can complete my last request."

He looked sincerely at Qin Chuan; at this moment, he seemed to let go of all grudges and enmities of the mortal world, seeking only a gentlemanly exchange.

Qin Chuan paused in silence.

Then nodded, saying: "...Fine."

He raised his right hand, and with a gentle grip towards the shadow of Emperor Houtu, a surge of Power of Destruction was born.

"Whoosh—"

Emperor Houtu’s figure transformed into countless brilliant firelights, drifting apart like petals.

A pinnacle Martial Emperor, completely fell.

"Boom!"

Just then, a terrifying oppression descended from the Celestial Vault, infinite demon aura swept over, like dark clouds pressuring the city.

"The envoy of the Dragon King Hall of the Demon Race, here to reclaim the True Dragon!"