Soaring of Galaxia

Aspiring Throne Mountain, the Sacrificial Valley.

This was the burial place for the bodies of the heroes fought to death for the Qin Clan. The bodies of Qin Shixun and those warriors who fought to death at the Dan Xia prefecture were all put into coffins.

As the name implied, the Sacrificial Valley was a place for those who sacrificed themselves for the great cause of the Qin Clan. To get buried into the Sacrificial Valley would be the best reward for these warriors.

Each year, there would be several burial ceremonies. Each time they would send away groups of the Qin disciples.

Inwardly, Qin Wushuang felt incredibly depressed. From the bottom of his heart, he felt cold. He looked at those rows of gravestones in which countless brave warriors of the Qin Clan were buried here, as their souls had returned to this place.

“Everyone, let us entrust our final mourning to our dead friends.” Qin Chongyang, the one who hosted this burial ceremony was the first one to bow.

Everyone that stood behind him all bowed.

“Death would not be their final destination. We should believe that although their bodies got destroyed, their souls will protect the Aspiring Throne Mountain, the Qin Clan, like the stars in the sky…” Although Qin Chongyang’s voice sounded low, his tone was determined, “The bloodline of the Qin Clan would not end with their death. On the contrary, because we are stepping into the breach to replace fallen comrades, we will become even stronger.”

“Perhaps, tomorrow, or at some moment in the future, each one of us will become like them and have our bones buried at the Sacrificial Valley. However, me, and everyone will face it calmly. Regardless of which person, as long as you sacrificed for the great cause of the Qin Clan, you will have a tombstone at the Sacrificial Valley. We will not discriminate between people!”

In other words, even for the elite warriors of the Supreme Dao, if they had sacrificed for the Qin Clan, the ceremony they receive would only be a piece of gravestone at the Sacrificial Valley.

However, across the entire Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, everyone regarded it as a glory.

Everyone’s expression was strangely, identical. Amid emerging the greatest grief, they had appeared to be calm and full of determination. Not one person’s eyes showed the slightest motion of shrinking back.

For the Qin Clan, for this innate glory, the inherent pride, they would not fear death!

“Wushuang!” Suddenly, Qin Chongyang raised his head and looked at Qin Wushuang.

Qin Wushuang didn’t expect that Qin Chongyang had singled him out at this time. He stood out: “Third Chief.”

“Everyone, this Qin Wushuang had come from the human countries, that is a million miles away from the Xuan Yuan Mound. Originally, he could sit and watch, to remain different, to protect himself. Yet he did not. In spite of hardships, and be fearless of death, he had come to the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan. What did this mean? It means that the bloodline of the Qin Clan will not be thinned due to the uninterrupted branches. The bloodline of the Qin Clan had incorporated the righteousness to the bones, the upright and plainspoken to carry justice for the heaven. The Qin Clan, had born for the Mandate of the Heaven, if the Heaven do not destroy the Qin Clan, who can make us gone?”

“Who can?” When Qin Chongyang said to here, the lights had shone from his eyes greatly.

“No one can!” Nobody had answered. However, the look from their eyes and their expression had given a clear answer. No one could!

Thoughts undulated inside Qin Wushuagn’s mind. The hesitations he had emerged to the headquarter of the Qin Clan before coming to the Xuan Yuan Mound were swept away. Only been on the spot would one know why his ancestor Qin Yu kept the headquarter of the Qin Clan in mind constantly. This point was clearly shown from the letters he had left.

Although ancestor Qin Yu was at the human countries, in the end, he yearned day and night towards the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan. This form of concern was no longer an entrustment of individual feelings, neither it was a personal emotion where one longed to return to home at the old age, but a form of paramount solicitude to the destiny of the Qin Clan.

This was the form of great fondness to the world, that had surpassed the prejudice of the secular world.

“Wushuang, I will ask you, has your ancestor Qin Yu passed down the ancestral instructions of the Qin Clan?” Qin Chongyang asked with an indifferen tone.

The ancestral instruction of the Qin Clan? Qin Wushuang nodded and said with a clear voice: “There is an ancestral instruction. Whoever seeks to steal from the Qin family, we shall repay them five times more. Whoever seeks to harm the status of Qin family, we shall repay them ten times more. Whoever seeks to destroy the Qin family, we will destroy them with everything we have, regardless of the cost!”

The voice of Qin Wushuang was powerful and resonating, and had contained incredibly affectionate quality. As the sound of his voice dropped, everyone nodded.

Qin Chongyang also felt extremely gratified: “Did you all hear it? Even at the furthest human countries, the branch of the Qin Clan will never forget the ancestral instruction of the Qin Clan, the inheritance of our bloodline!”

“Wushuang, you being a disciple of the Qin Clan, you bear the fate of the pride, yet it’s possible to be a sorrowful fate. It’s because that being a disciple of the Qin Clan, most likely you will get tangled with trouble for the foundation of the Qin Clan, to the extent that you might die. However, it’s possible that you will also become the pride of the Qin Clan, become the hope to carry the future of the Qin Clan, and even become the hero to pull strongly against a crazy tide for the Qin Clan.”

“Have you thought of it well? Will you fall back, or face the difficulty and move forward?” There was a trace of profound meaning through the eyes of Qin Chongyang as he said solemnly, “Before countless brave ancestors of the Qin Clan, you will give your choice. If you decided to shrink back, the Qin Clan will not make things difficult for you. If you choose to rise to the challenge, today, is the time where everyone welcome you to join the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan.”

Everyone fixed their gaze at Qin Wushuang for they wanted to see the decision this young of the human countries, the one who had push the Heavenly Luo Daoist Sect into an embarrassing state would make.

Although Qin Wushuang was a mature person, at this moment, he could not suppress his blood from flaring up with excitement. Deeply moved by his words, he said: “Third Chief, since I am a disciple to the Qin Clan, I regard my fate as full of pride. I heard the saying of, no eggs stay in intact under an overturned nest. Therefore, not only me, for all the disciples of the Qin branches in the world, the moment they were born, they are tightly connected with the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan. Only, I am luckier than many disciples of the branches, for I had come to the holy place of the Qin Clan and see all the wise people of the clan. For those alive, dead… I only want to say, since the fate had arranged this fate, I can only face the challenge, fight for the fate, fight for the Qin Clan! Even if all my bones were shattered, if I can get buried with all the Qin ancestors at the Sacrificial Valley, I have not lived my life in vain!”

The resounding answers had convinced everyone at the scene. Although there were no tide-like applauses, everyone’s eyes were filled with appreciation.

Indeed, this Qin Wushuang would have a promising future and enjoys a well-deserved reputation.

Qin Chongyang also felt incredibly gratified as he said with a solemn tone: “Wushuang, your ancestor Qin Yu, will surely have a smile in the nine springs for the choice you made today.”

As Qin Wushuang remembered that letter left by his ancestor Qin Yu, along with the form of feelings that had passed down for a few hundred years, the ancestor’s attachment to the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, his endless vision for the homeland, the deep care for the fate of the Qin Clan, such selfless affection caused Qin Wushuang to feel as if he had travelled back a few hundred years and formed a deep communication to the bottom of their souls with ancestor Qin Yu.

“Third Chief, I have a presumptuous request.”

“Tell me.” Qin Chongyang said.

“My ancestor Qin Yu, from beginning to end when he had left the Xuan Yuan Mound from the Aspiring Throne Mountain, he had worked for the fate of the Qin Clan, and fought to help relieve the clan’s crisis. Although he had not died in battle for the great cause of the Qin Clan, the heaven and earth could judge his loyalty. If I may boldly ask to let my ancestor, Qin Yu’s remains return to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain and get buried into the Sacrificial Valley.”

In fact, this request was not outrageous. When Qin Wushuang remembered the deep affection displayed through Qin Yu’s letter, he knew that that to have his soul return to the Heavenly Emperor Mountain was his dying wish. He had given the expectation and entrustment to the descendents of the Eastwood Qin Clan because that in one day, his descendants would carry his wish to return to the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, return to the Aspiring Throne Mountain and to bring glory to the ancestors.

Now, since he had come and carried with his ancestor’s final wishes, how could he ignore it?

Qin Chongyang gave a long sigh: “Wushuang, historically only those brave souls who fought to death for the Qin Clan were qualified to get buried at this Sacrificial Valley. Even for me, a warrior of the Supreme Dao, if I had not died in battles for the Qin Clan, I am not qualified to enter the Sacrificial Valley. Because of this reason, the valley is the most holy home for all disciples of the Qin Clan! Although your ancestor Qin Yu is loyal and full of devotion, but the Sacrificial Valley…”

Inwardly, Qin Wushuang was shocked. He immediately knew that most likely, his wish would get granted.

“Third Chief, is there truly no leeway to make accommodation?”

“Wushuang, throughout the ages, the rules of the Qin Clan were not designed for individuals. No one could break the rules. Because of such absolute fairness, the disciples of the Qin Clan had accepted it whole-heartedly. It allowed the brand of the Qin Clan to stand straight eternally, despite for it not radiant with glory.”

Qin Wushuang felt extremely disappointed inwardly. Yet he could understand. In the end, ancestor Qin Yu had not achieved the condition to get buried into the Sacrificial Valley. Since a warrior of the Supreme Dao could not bend the rules, then he would have nothing to complain. Only, since he could not fulfill his ancestor’s final wish, Qin Wushuang still felt incredibly disappointed from the bottom of his heart.

“Wushuang, the conditions are not dead. There are exceptions to the rules of getting buried at the Sacrificial Valley. For example, for those great contributors, even if they had not died directly on the battlefield, the contribution book had written it clearly that they would be eligible to enter the Sacrificial Valley. On the contribution book, your ancestor Qin Yu had made a lot of contribution. In terms of if he had achieved the qualification to enter the Sacrificial Valley, there needs to be a discussion of the higher-ups.”

The contributions made by Qin Yu were in the past few hundred years. Regardless of the elder of the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, they had forgotten and would not even know such person had existed.

After all, even at the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, the reform and renewal had happened rapidly. For groups and groups of people, as one falls, the next follows. It’s normal for people to have forgotten a Core disciple from a few hundred years ago. Not to mention he had left the Aspiring Throne Mountain halfway and went missing.

Therefore, to the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan, if it weren’t for the sudden emergence of Qin Wushuang, it’s inevitable for Qin Yu to be become forgotten among the dust of the history.

Upon seeing Qin Wushuang’s dimmed expression, despite of feeling traces of regret, Qin Chongyang had no other options. His hands were tied. Even if he was a warrior of the Supreme Dao, the chief of the Qin Clan, he could not abuse the power for personal interest.

Now, suddenly an Elder walked out: “Third Chief, initially Qin Yu and I were core disciple of the same group. He had a few siblings. I remember he had a brother and died during a battle with the Sound of the Thunder sect. His remains got buried at the Sacrificial Valley!”

As soon as he spoke the words, Qin Wushuang had instantly become moved that had his emotion had displayed onto his face.