Emperor of Nine Heavens

North Suppressing King Mansion.

Qin Ge had already returned to his room and was sitting on his bed, ready to take a nap. Just as he took off his clothes, an item rolled out, and it was that golden bell.

Qin Ge reached out to pick up the golden bell, a familiar feeling welled up in his heart once again. This made Qin Ge puzzled, why did he have such feelings towards the golden bell?

"Eh, what is this drawing?" Qin Ge suddenly said in surprise when he saw that there seemed to be many patterns on the surface of the golden bell.

As he spoke, Qin Ge brought the golden bell in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully. Unexpectedly, at this time, a change suddenly occurred as the golden bell suddenly turned into a streak of golden light and shot straight towards Qin Ge's forehead.

The golden bell that had turned into a golden light instantly shot into the middle of Qin Ge's brows. Qin Ge groaned.

In the next moment, threads of golden light surged out of Qin Ge's body, and unceasingly coiled around his body like silk. In the blink of an eye, an enormous golden cocoon appeared on Qin Ge's bed.

The candlelight in Qin Ge's room flickered slightly. Qin Ge, who had been unconscious for an unknown amount of time, suddenly opened his eyes.

"Xia Liner you bitch, even if I become a ghost, I won't let you go!" Qin Ge, who had just woken up, clenched his teeth and said.

However, after he finished speaking, Qin Ge's eyes revealed a lost look, and he turned to look at his own room. The blank look in his eyes slowly disappeared, and he heaved a sigh of relief, and said, "So it's a dream, I thought it was real."

Originally, during the process of falling asleep, Qin Ge had a very, very long dream. In the dream, he realized that the gold bell that shot through the center of his brows was actually a strange treasure.

Furthermore, he went with Xia Liner to one of the three great Celestial Gates, the Heavenly Astral Prefecture, and became a Celestial Sect disciple.

It was just that Qin Ge never expected that Xia Liner, who was engaged to him, would actually harm him multiple times. If it wasn't for the unique treasure in his possession, Qin Ge would have died a long time ago.

But even so, when Qin Ge was still dreaming for the hundredth time, because he had followed the Four Peerless Sect and explored an ancient ruin, he was finally found by Xia Liner and killed by him.

"But why would I have such a dream?" Qin Ge muttered to himself.

But in the next moment, Qin Ge opened his eyes wide, and his entire person became stupefied, because he actually saw that there really was a strange treasure in his purple palace!

However, this strange treasure was not a golden bell. Rather, it was a golden bell.

The bell was carved with the supreme scene of Pangu breaking through the heavens, the stars in the surroundings shone like stars in the sky, the moon and the sun shone brightly in the bell's body, there were mountains and valleys everywhere, and countless prehistoric races could vaguely be seen within it.

"It's actually real? Am I not dreaming?" Qin Ge blankly looked at the golden bell in his residence, and said to himself in a daze.

Afterwards, Qin Ge fiercely pinched his own arm and the intense pain caused Qin Ge to inhale a breath of cold air. When he looked at his own Mind Palace again, he discovered that Jin Zhong was still there, which allowed him to confirm that he was not dreaming.

Then, Qin Ge thought of something, and said softly: Since the golden bell truly exists, does that mean that Xia Liner really wanted to harm me?

As he spoke, Qin Ge's expression became more and more gloomy. The hundred years of experience in his dream had made Qin Ge instantly mature, and he was no longer as silly as he was in his dreams.

"Xia Liner, although all of this happened in my dreams, it was all because of you. Since the enmity between us is already formed, then you can consider yourself unlucky." Qin Ge said softly.

After saying that, Qin Ge immediately recalled the mental cultivation method he had cultivated in his dreams. One was named "Nine Revolving True Fire Spell", and it was from the mental cultivation method Jin Zhong had given him in his dreams, while the other was "Qi Manipulation Spell of Grand Development", he had learned it from the Four Peerless Sect in his dreams.

As Qin Ge began to recall, two sets of cultivation mental cultivation methods instantly appeared in Qin Ge's mind. They were incomparably clear, as if they were deeply imprinted in his mind.

Of course, Qin Ge also understood that the reason why he had such a dream was definitely because of Jin Zhong.

With the memories of the next hundred years appearing out of thin air, Qin Ge could gain more than just having two sets of cultivation mental cultivation methods. As he recalled everything that happened in the next hundred years, Qin Ge's lips curled up and his face filled with smiles.

"I think I'll train first." Qin Ge said softly after restraining his thoughts.

When he thought about cultivation, Qin Ge naturally remembered the innate inadequacies of his body. In his dreams, he already knew the reason why his innate inadequacies existed, and also knew the reason why he had not seen his mother ever since he was young.

"Sigh, speaking of this, dad isn't that easy either. How about I not lose anymore?" Qin Ge said with a light smile.

However, Qin Ge immediately shook his head firmly. The great cause of a prodigal son had only just started, so he naturally could not give up. Furthermore, Qin Ge had decided that not only would he be prodigal at Great Xia Dynasty, he would also have to carry on his great cause of a prodigal son once he entered the Celestial Sect in the future.

Once again calming his mind, Qin Ge finally began to cultivate.

The first thing Qin Ge trained in was naturally the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell, because the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell was a body tempering method. Only by cultivating the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell could Qin Ge make up for the natural deficiencies of his body, so that he could cultivate the Qi Manipulation Spell of Grand Development.

The Nine Revolving True Fire Spell had a total of nine stages. Each stage of cultivation was enough for Qin Ge to obtain a type of divine flame.

Of course, it was impossible to obtain divine fire from the very beginning, it was only ordinary fire. Qin Ge had cultivated the first stage of the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell for over a hundred years and still hadn't managed to reach the first stage, thus obtaining the first divine fire. This made Qin Ge feel extremely regretful.

With the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell, Qin Ge started to concentrate on cultivation.

Just as Qin Ge was about to start cultivating, a bell chimed. The golden bell floating in the middle of Qin Ge's residence suddenly appeared above his head. It was no longer as large as a mountain, but only a foot tall.

Following the appearance of the golden bell above Qin Ge's head, the surrounding vitality of the world suddenly surged towards Qin Ge.

When the first small flame entered Qin Ge's body, he let out a stuffy groan, and sweat started pouring down his forehead immediately as intense pain followed. However, Qin Ge gritted his teeth and persevered, this was only the beginning!

As more and more flames burrowed into his body, the pain that gushed out from Qin Ge's body would become even more intense, and if he could not even endure the pain that he felt now, how could he continue cultivating?

The inadequacy of Qin Ge's body had caused his meridians to be extremely withered, and it was also extremely weak; he simply could not endure the flow of spirit energy, which was why Qin Ge was not able to cultivate.

The small flames that surged into Qin Ge's body completely ignored them, and directly rampaged through the meridians in his body, shattering them into pieces.

"Motherf * cker, it doesn't hurt that much even in my dreams!" Qin Ge howled loudly in his heart.

Qin Ge really wanted to stop cultivating, but the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell was extremely tyrannical. Once it was activated, if one did not cultivate till the thirty-six great circulations were complete, he would not be able to stop at all, thus Qin Ge at this time truly felt like dying, and wanted to cry but had no tears.

And every time the Nine Revolving True Fire Spell circulated one full cycle, Jin Zhong would release a force that would envelop Qin Ge and instantly repair the shattered meridians in his body. However, in the next cycle, it would be happily torn apart.

Because he knew that the problem of his innate talent was completely gone after this round of cultivation in his dreams, Qin Ge could only grit his teeth and endure, being ravaged time and time again.