Returning To The Cultivation World Through A Game

"Bullshit! Four imperial weapons? Even the emperor doesn't carry that many weapons, do you want to establish a sect with my weapons." Long Pang was instantly enraged upon hearing Qin Tian's words. His round eyes bulged as he stared at Qin Tian. He looked like he wanted to eat Qin Tian alive.

Qin Tian had already guessed his reaction. He knew four was too much, but he wanted at least three of them. He had purposely mentioned four at the beginning so he could negotiate with him.

"You have ten imperial weapons, what's wrong with giving me four in exchange for your freedom. Unless you want to be forever confined in this cold place," he replied expressionlessly.

"You. You are too much." Even the two horns on his head started to shake.

Qin Tian didn't answer anymore. He then took out the wooden branch with an emperor aura that he got from Saint Ming's tomb.

As soon as the wooden branch thing appeared, the palace hall was instantly filled with golden light. The aura of that light gave off a very holy feeling. If a spiritual warrior were in that light, they would definitely be forced to kowtow.

Of course, that was because the true power of that aura had still not been released. If it was released, even the Spiritual Master might not be able to withstand it. Even now, if not for him being in that palace, people within a hundred thousand kilometers radius of the Split Mountain sect would definitely sense that aura.

In fact, only the storage ring made by Paragon could withstand the aura of an object with an emperor's aura. When Saint Ming gave him the wooden branch, he also gave him his storage ring. Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to keep the wooden branch without releasing its aura.

Qin Tian smiled playfully as he held onto the wooden branch that was emitting golden light.

No matter how angry Long Pang was, seeing the thing that would save him, his anger was instantly extinguished.

Of course, it was part of Qin Tian's plan to upset him. Even though he had lived a long time, his mentality was clearly still very childish.

"In the sixteen heavens, the existence of dragons is only a legend. Don't you want to show yourself to them?"

"You know, there are many people who use the name dragon in the sixteen heavens, and they even claim that they are stronger than dragons."

"Don't you want to show them the majesty of the dragon?" Qin Tian continued to smile playfully.

His words caused the boy's eyes to shine with a light of longing. Even his two wings stood on end. He looked like he couldn't wait to flap his wings and fly across the sixteen heavens.

"Two," he finally spoke as he held up two fingers.

Before he could speak any more, Qin Tian had already spoken. "Three, I don't want less than three. I want two spears and one sword."

The fat boy gritted his teeth a few times before finally agreeing.

"Alright, you bastard!" he said.

"Hehehehe," Qin Tian chuckled.

"But before that, I want you to first swear on your father's name."

Those weapons must be under his control. Qin Tian was worried if he didn't give up the weapons after he was free, therefore he wanted him to swear first.

Although swearing is almost useless, most people still have great respect for their powerful ancestors and elders. Most sect disciples did not dare to break a promise if they had already sworn in the name of their sect's Emperor.

Long Pang was obviously very proud of his father. If he broke his promise after swearing on his father's name, it would be tantamount to him not putting his father's position in his eyes.

"Hmph," Long Pang snorted in annoyance. But he still did as Qin Tian asked.

"I Long Pang, swear on behalf of my father, the Heaven Swallowing Dragon Emperor that I will give Qin Tian three imperial weapons after he helps me."

His wings flapped several times as he swore.

After that, he looked at Qin Tian with a displeased expression. "Hurry up and do that," he said.

"Hehehe." Qin Tian chuckled once again.

"Before that, I want to congratulate you first because you will soon see the sky."

"Hmph," he simply snorted in response.

Qin Tian then looked at the wooden branch he was holding.

"Now then, let's unleash your power."

Qin Tian wasn't sure who the owner of the aura in the wooden branch was, but it didn't matter. There might be a difference in power between emperors, but for those who were not emperors, the power of emperors was equally limitless.

He then threw the wooden branch onto the glass chest.

Buzz...

It then released a boundless aura, in an instant, the entire palace aura was covered in golden light so that even Qin Tian couldn't see more than ten inches before his eyes.

Such a strong pressure also fell on him that he was forced to kneel down.

Even though it was only a fraction of the power of an emperor, it was probably equivalent to the full strength of an Ancient Saint.

Within that light, Qin Tian faintly saw a shadowy figure. But the figure was so indistinct that he could barely see it. It was clearly the manifestation of the emperor.

But that was just a manifestation created from that aura. The Emperors were no longer in the sixteen heavens, there was no way a little aura like that could connect them.

Qin Tian couldn't control the aura either, but he had previously mobilized it to attack the weapons so that they could be released from the floor where they were embedded.

Unfortunately he couldn't see the process. Even though his spiritual sense could penetrate the light, unfortunately the pressure from the light was so strong that he could barely release his spiritual sense. In the end, because his strength was too weak, he couldn't see anything.

But after a while, he saw the light begin to be sucked in to a point.