State Duke Wei watched as Quinn Shepherd returned to his normal form, feeling a bit puzzled. He glanced toward the Imperial Preceptor’s Manor, musing to himself, “That cold, icy fellow—the Imperial Preceptor—seems to have trained in a similar method. I’ve seen him show off this form before... Odd, that old fox hasn’t come out to join the fun. The emperor gifted him so many palace maids, could it be that he’s been squeezed dry?”
“Is Ben Coates really a disciple of Loulan Golden Palace?”
Sun Nanda hesitated. Loulan Golden Palace is the number one holy site beyond the frontier, claiming to be witches. They practice sinister arts, cultivate using souls, and transform their bodies into forms that are neither god nor man nor demon.
Just now, Quinn Shepherd had displayed his godification state.
In the Five Luminaries Realm, those who achieve godification are extremely rare. Even the Imperial Preceptor, monstrous as he is, once complained that the Imperial Academy doesn't teach the deeper truths, but in reality, it's not that the Academy is unwilling—it's just that even among the Imperial Supervisors, few have cultivated godification in the Five Luminaries Realm.
Moreover, Quinn Shepherd’s godification is unique. Even the Imperial Preceptor was surprised that his godification seemed to combine physical godification, yuanqi godification, and hints of soul godification—the aura shifts as well, making it truly extraordinary.
Take, for example, Quinn’s fire god form just now: a third bull’s eye appeared at his brow, shooting out a beam of fire that beheaded Monk Miles Yuen. This was a godification technique formed by merging physical, yuanqi, and soul godification.
Ordinary Five Luminaries Realm martial artists, even if they achieve godification, are nothing like Quinn Shepherd’s state and cannot perform such feats.
Even the Imperial Preceptor finds it hard to decipher; naturally, Sun Nanda, the Crown Prince, and the others didn’t recognize it. They simply assumed it was the monstrous form from the Witch-Venerable Golden Palace Canon, marveling at its power and strangeness.
“Lord Sun, many of your disciples have been killed. Aren’t you going to fight personally?”
He knew that to settle this matter, the best outcome would be to find Quinn Shepherd’s protector and kill him openly and honorably. As for Quinn Shepherd’s own fate, that was of no concern to him.
Suddenly, Sun Nanda strode toward Quinn Shepherd. The monks of Nanda Temple were both startled and delighted, hurriedly making way for him.
Quinn stood outside the Nanda Side Palace. The corpses on the ground had already been dragged away; all told, more than a dozen monks had died by his hand. The remaining monks were indignant but didn’t dare step forward to attack.
Now, seeing Sun Nanda arrive in person, the monks couldn’t help but feel a surge of hope.
Sun Nanda looked up at the Thousand-Banner Pagoda, his eyes flickering. "Loulan Golden Palace stole my Nanda Temple’s treasured relic centuries ago, and now you bring it here to block our gate. Who gave you such nerve?"
Quinn Shepherd shook his head. "I’m only here to sell this treasure to someone fated to have it, not to block your temple’s gate. If anyone else wants the Thousand-Banner Pagoda, they’re welcome to challenge me. If they’re truly fated, I’ll even give it to them. Great monk, if you have the skill, defeat me and take the pagoda. If you don’t, then stop interfering with my business."
The Crown Prince stepped forward with a smile. "You said you’re selling this treasure. Since it’s for sale, there must be a price. What do you want for it?"
Quinn glanced at him. "Of course there’s a price."
The monks of Nanda Side Palace froze, both angry and anxious. If they’d known they could just buy it, why bother fighting this barbarian to the death?
The Crown Prince’s spirits soared, and he laughed. "Name your price! There’s nothing in this world I can’t buy."