[COMPLETE] Transmigrated Author: The Quiet Plum

Chapter 41: Qin Clan

Indeed, the goddess was both merciful and vengeful.

To Qin Yu who showed an act of defiance by trying to save a lost soul, choosing death than to continue serving her, she gave no mercy when she sent that lightning bolt to him.

But to the ones who followed him willingly out of Wu Yun sect, she only lessened their cultivation to balance their power with the mortals.

Qin Yu could barely even stand on his own but the members who walked behind him could still walk thousands of li if they wanted to. He didn't even know the logic behind the goddess' judgment.

She must have felt betrayed the moment she knew that his loyalty wasn't entirely hers alone. Cai Xie should have known when she first took the dying boy from the mortal realm. He would be forever grateful to her but as for his soul, he couldn't offer it all.

After a short rest, he still insisted to continue with their journey. It wasn't obvious but Surong could feel that he was in a hurry.

They arrived in front of the Imperial City morning of the next day.

Qin Yu provided proof of identity for the hundred and so people who followed him. They were now part of his Qin clan.

Upon seeing the identity jade, a high-ranking imperial guard was summoned from the palace. Only Qin Yu and a handful of people would be allowed to enter the Yellow Qilin Hall though.

The tens of imperial guards stationed at the gates of the palace watched the fine gentleman instructing his people.

"You can visit any place you like. I will call you when it's time." He said with a faint smile.

After a sound of assent, the imperial guards saw how those people vanished from their sight.

This left an ugly expression on the Chief of Imperial Guards. He realized that every single one of those people was elite cultivators. Something Huo Ai lacked in recent years.

Today, only noble families and few lucky commoners could produce offspring that could sense the essence of heaven and earth. Even though their numbers were still plenty, it was obvious that in the next generations, cultivators would become scarce.

But this Qin clan would appear here all of a sudden after hundreds of years of seclusion. And their people were all high-level cultivators. This seemed to be bad news for the Emperor.

"Greetings, Lord Qin. This way please." There was a slight edge to the chief imperial guard's voice.

Qin Yu glanced at him and started walking. No matter how many years passed, he still knew his way around the palace. The chief imperial guard didn't even need to lead him which led to another red flag inside the chief's mind.

Qin Yu's feet were quiet as he climbed the stairs to the Yellow Qilin Hall. Seeing the old man on the throne, he didn't linger at the entrance and walked towards him.

For Surong and the rest, it was unnatural to see Qin Yu doing a half bow. Even a human emperor did not deserve a bow from the goddess' herald after all.

Similarly, the people from the Emperor's side were indignant at the blatant disrespect. They expected this man to give a full kowtow!

However, Qin Yu's clear voice rang before each of the sides could complain. "Forgive my sudden visit, Your Majesty... ah, the Saint is also here."

Qin Yu only acknowledged the two even if the prime minister, eunuchs, heads of the other clans, and few of the princes were also present.

He recognized the emperor because of his golden robes and the saint due to his elaborate way of clothing. No matter what generation it was, this seemed to never change.