Chapter 52: When the Ashes Fly, Roaming Dragon Ranking Battle and Azure Heaven Secret Realm!

Feeling the sharp Sword Intent and terrifying aura radiating from Qin Xuan, Wan Longxiao’s pupils suddenly shrank. A wave of death fear spread through his heart.

“Imperial Son Qin, spare me! I am willing to swear allegiance to you!”

Wan Longxiao quickly kowtowed on the ground, trying to beg for a last chance at survival.

However, seeing this didn’t change Qin Xuan’s cold expression. With an unmoved face, he slowly stretched out his hand towards Wan Longxiao.

Everything Wan Longxiao had done sealed his fate — framing Hai Bonan’s senior disciple and ordering the Law Enforcement Squad to attack Su Jiang, Liu Xia and the other two women.

Each act showed he deserved only a miserable death today!

Boom!

“Die!” Seeing Qin Xuan remain unmoved, madness filled Wan Longxiao’s eyes.

He erupted suddenly! A short blade weapon slid from his sleeve. Gathering all his strength, he stabbed fiercely at Qin Xuan.

As a Holy Son of the True Martial Sacred Land, possessing both the Cloud Sky Sacred Body and the Azure Cloud Spirit Bone, Wan Longxiao’s strike carried considerable might.

It was enough to make the disciples and Su Jiang, Liu Xia and the others gasp with shock and worry.

Yet facing Wan Longxiao’s vicious attack, Qin Xuan didn’t even blink.

In everyone’s sight, searing and sharp Exotic Flame, the Golden Emperor’s Skyfire, instantly surged from Qin Xuan’s arm, completely melting away the power Wan Longxiao exploded with.

Then, that long and elegant hand reached through the roaring Golden Emperor’s Skyfire Exotic Flame and grabbed Wan Longxiao’s head.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

The searing, sharp Golden Emperor’s Skyfire, the scorching hot Solar Divine Flame.

Both poured out unrestrainedly from Qin Xuan’s palm, completely covering Wan Longxiao’s body.

“Ahhhhh!! Kill me! Kill me quickly!”

Burned by these two supreme flames, Wan Longxiao’s skin began to blister and char.

Every part of his body screamed in what felt like the utmost agony imaginable.

Instantly breaking his spirit, he shrieked, begging for death.

But Qin Xuan remained unhurried.

Carefully controlling the heat, he burned Wan Longxiao for nearly fifteen minutes before finally turning him to ash.

Seeing the small pile of ash on the ground, Qin Xuan gave it a sweeping slap with his palm, scattering it into the mountains and forests of Array Path Peak. Only then did he nod with satisfaction at his handiwork.

Anyone who dared bully his woman deserved a death of suffering! Even their ashes wouldn’t remain in peace!

Watching Qin Xuan’s satisfied expression, every disciple, Deacon, and Elder exchanged uneasy glances, a chill running down their spines.

Such brutal torture, even just watching, made their hearts pound with terror.

Especially Wan Longxiao’s heart-rending wails—all could hear the sheer agony in his final moments.

This new Imperial Son truly held grudges fiercely!

Thinking this, the same doubt Hai Bonan once had floated through the disciples’ minds:

Making someone like this the True Martial Imperial Son—was that really okay?

Even the True Martial Saint Lord couldn’t help but palm his forehead helplessly at the sight.

This kid was utterly without restraint! They couldn’t settle this privately?

Sensing the crowd’s fearful looks, Qin Xuan didn’t care one bit.

Because the eyes of Su Jiang and Liu Xia held only love and gratitude filled with warmth.

Qin Xuan had killed Wan Longxiao so viciously to avenge them.

Seeing their feelings, Qin Xuan felt deeply satisfied. Others’ opinions mattered little; after all, disciples and Elders couldn’t bear his children.

As long as his wives understood him!

“Qin Xuan, come with me!”

After witnessing the torture, the True Martial Saint Lord called to Qin Xuan.

Hearing this, Qin Xuan gave a reassuring nod to the four women, signaling them to rest easy.

Then he followed the True Martial Saint Lord towards the tallest peak at the center of the True Martial Sacred Land: True Martial Peak.

Upon True Martial Peak stood a magnificent grand hall. The plaque above its door read: True Martial Hall.

Walls bore carved dragons and phoenixes, mysterious glyphs etched upon them emanating streams of spiritual light.

Arriving at the plaza before the True Martial Hall with the Saint Lord, Qin Xuan gasped silently.

He could sense several profoundly terrifying, mighty auras hidden behind the True Martial Hall.

Such dreadful power? He’d felt it before only from one other person.

The Star River Realm Monarch before him – the True Martial Saint Lord!

“Indeed worthy of a Sacred Land. The foundations run deep!” Qin Xuan walked behind the Saint Lord, his voice filled with awe.

“To sense those old figures means your perception is sharper than I expected,” the True Martial Saint Lord replied with slight surprise.

“Behind the True Martial Hall lie several towering stone halls. Each is the dwelling of a Star River Realm Monarch. They are the foundation that sustains the True Martial Sacred Land.”

“If only I remained the sole pillar, other Sacred Lands would’ve swallowed us whole long ago!” the Saint Lord explained openly.

Qin Xuan nodded, not particularly stunned.

For a force of Sacred Land caliber, such foundations were only natural.

They entered the True Martial Hall and sat down. Seeing Qin Xuan’s utterly calm demeanor, the Saint Lord looked satisfied—impressed with the True Martial Imperial Son.

“Have you heard of the Roaming Dragon Ranking Battle and the Azure Heaven Secret Realm?” The Saint Lord wasted no time, cutting straight to the point.

“No,” Qin Xuan shook his head.

Since arriving at the True Martial Sacred Land, Qin Xuan hadn’t asked about anything besides news of Liu Qiyue and Xia Qingcheng—the two legendary beauties.

The Roaming Dragon Ranking Battle? Azure Heaven Secret Realm? He knew zero about them.

“You… Fine! I’ll explain.”

“The Roaming Dragon Ranking Battle, as the name implies, pits all current Heaven’s Prides of the Youlong Domain against each other in combat to decide their rankings.”

“It happens just once every twenty years. Besides all Sacred Lands, participants include heroes from noble clans, ancient King-level families, great sects, even remarkable rogue cultivators!”

“Huh,” Qin Xuan said, sounding bored. “So it’s an arena contest where Heaven’s Prides fight for the pointless title of Youlong Domain’s Strongest?”

He had zero interest in striving for that title. It was way better to fuck at home to have more children! Why flaunt to be seen?

“Nonsense! Isn’t being titled Youlong Domain’s Greatest pride enough?” The Saint Lord seemed momentarily speechless, frustrated by Qin Xuan’s dismissal.

“Fame isn’t essential,” the Saint Lord pressed on. “The real goal is gaining a Heavenly Cinnamus Talisman by ranking within the top one hundred.”

“What’s a Heavenly Cinnamus Talisman?” Qin Xuan asked again.

“It’s a spiritual talisman created within the Azure Heaven Secret Realm! Only with it can one enter the secret realm to gain opportunities and treasures!”

“There, holding the talisman also grants entry to the Azure Heaven Sacred Spring for its baptism!”

“The baptism improves your innate gifts, expands your understanding, levels up your cultivation, and deepens your foundations!”

“Each major domain in the Azure Heaven Dao Province gets one hundred Heavenly Cinnamus Talismans!”

“They come in three grades: Gold, Silver, and Bronze! Each domain gets one Gold Talisman, nine Silver Talismans, and ninety Bronze Talismans!”

“The higher the talisman’s grade, the longer one bathes in the Azure Heaven Sacred Spring. Greater benefits follow!”

“THIS is why every true Heaven’s Pride in Youlong Domain joins the battle!”

As the Saint Lord finished, Qin Xuan understood the full picture:

Compete for rank at the Roaming Dragon Ranking Battle → Get assigned Gold/Silver/Bronze Heavenly Cinnamus Talismans based on top hundred ranking → Enter Azure Heaven Secret Realm → Find treasures → Receive Azure Heaven Sacred Spring Baptism!

Seeing Qin Xuan comprehend, the Saint Lord beamed an approving smile. This kid could be taught!

Yet his grin vanished instantly at Qin Xuan’s next words:

“Not interested!”