In the Longgan Dynasty, in the same peach orchard, several months had passed, and while snow was falling outside, the peach blossoms were still in full bloom, and spring was in full swing.

At this moment, Meng Fan was drinking tea in the pavilion, and opposite him was Qin Feifan, who had been the emperor for quite some time.

But by this time, Qin Feifan's face had become more mature, and he looked much more composed.

"Brother Meng, I have been on the border battlefield and traveling to many places during this period. I have not had time to come here. Please forgive me."

"Now that you are the emperor, you should prioritize the affairs of the country. Whether you come here or not is irrelevant."

Qin Feifan knew that his Brother Meng was a god among men, and he was already content to have a few words with him, so he didn't put on any airs of an emperor.

"Brother Meng, this is tea leaves I picked from the Jinsong Mountains. I brought it here for you to try."

"You've been very thoughtful. These days of suppressing the rebellion and bringing peace to the people have helped you grow a lot. I've never seen you bring any gifts before; you always come empty-handed."

These words made Qin Feifan really embarrassed, knowing that Meng Fan didn't care about this and was just teasing him.

"Brother Meng, what are you saying? All I have are ordinary things. If I bring them to you, you might laugh at me."

"No matter how high one's cultivation level is, one must still put people first; even immortals should not forget their roots."

"Since Brother Meng likes worldly things, I will have someone send them to you when I get back."

"Let's forget it. You've probably already spent all your savings. It's probably not appropriate to ask for anything more from you."

Meng Fan's words were not just polite. Qin Feifan used up the entire treasury of the dynasty to quell the rebellion, wiping out years of accumulated wealth. If it weren't for the 300 million taels of silver sent by the Northern Desert Empire and Meng Fan's half-financing, Long Gan probably wouldn't have been able to repel the barbarian tribes of the wilderness and the siege of the various dynasties.

It can be said that Meng Fan saved his throne and his dynasty; the favors bestowed upon him need no further explanation.

"There is something that has been on my mind for a long time, and I must say it."

"You want to ask me why I helped you?"

“Brother Meng, if it’s inconvenient for you to say it, you don’t have to tell me. I just often feel that I am not worthy of your help.”

"Actually, it's not that I can't tell you. Do you know your Qin family's origins?"

Qin Feifan was taken aback by the question, but answered without hesitation: "My Qin family genealogy has been passed down for 178 generations and more than 8,300 years."

Because everyone in this world cultivates and has a long lifespan, late marriage and late childbirth are encouraged. Moreover, the higher one's cultivation level, the more difficult it is to have offspring. This is precisely why emperors had three thousand concubines in their harems, yet had very few descendants.

Others may not know the Qin family's heritage, but Qin Feifan has been familiar with the family genealogy since childhood and knows that his family's heritage is indeed quite long. Although it cannot compare to the history of an empire, it is still considered a long-standing heritage for an ordinary dynasty.

"No, your Qin family has reached the 893rd generation by your time."

"Eight...eight hundred and ninety-three generations?"

Meng Fan chuckled and said, "Indeed, it is the 893rd generation."

"Brother Meng, could you be an elder of my clan?"

Qin Feifan became excited.

“I am not one of your people.”

Seeing the obvious disappointment on Qin Feifan's face when he heard this, Meng Fan continued, "Every emperor of your Qin family goes to the Imperial Ancestral Temple, where you can find information about your Qin family ancestors."

"Oh? How does Brother Meng know these things? It seems my father never told us."

"It's probably because the matter in the Imperial Ancestral Temple is so significant that only each emperor could know about it. As for why I know, it's simple: my divine sense is enough to cover the entire Qingxuan Continent. Those mysterious forbidden areas are just a thought away for me."

"But... forgive my ignorance, I still can't figure out why Brother Meng has come here. Could it be for the secret of the Imperial Ancestral Temple?"

Meng Fan admitted frankly without any pretense, "That's right. This world was sealed in the cosmos, and your ancestor may have been that person."

"What? Let me think... My Longgan Dynasty, a mere dynasty, has actually produced such a powerful figure?"

"No, your Qin family's predecessor was the Longkun Empire, but many years have passed, and your descendants have long since lost the ability to verify it."

"The Dragon Kun Empire? Never heard of it."

Meng Fan said irritably, "Nonsense, you haven't even entered the Imperial Ancestral Temple yet. If you've even heard of it, you're a ghost. The Longkun Empire was a power from 300,000 years ago, which is older than the four transcendent powers, let alone the four empires of today."

"Thirty...three hundred thousand years ago?"

Seeing his uncultured demeanor, Meng Fan immediately waved his hand impatiently.

"Go back and digest this first. Once you've decided to go to the Imperial Ancestral Temple and set a date, let me know. Now go quickly. Next time you come, remember to bring some gifts. Don't always come empty-handed; it's impolite."

Qin Feifan hadn't even come to his senses before he found himself outside Peach Blossom Spring. Today's conversation had completely overturned his understanding of the world, and he definitely needed some time to process it.

...

Leaving aside the situation in the Longgan Dynasty, war has broken out all over the Mobei Empire, with even experts at the Heavenly Realm fighting no less than three times, which is quite a spectacle.

Now, the Northern Desert Empire is strong and well-equipped, fighting on home ground with numerous experts. They are not afraid of the combined forces of the Remnant Sun Empire and Hengtong Bank, and can steadily suppress them.

Inside the central command tent, Ding Ruohai personally took charge, with Zhu Jianzhen, the patriarch of the Remnant Sun Empire, standing beside him.

"Brother Zhu, all the experts from Hengtong Money House are here. Could your country send more powerful figures?"

Ding Ruohai, now dressed in white, looked righteous and awe-inspiring, a far cry from the sinister atmosphere he displayed at the underground stronghold.

Although he was strong enough to suppress the Northern Desert Empire, the techniques he used to conceal his strength only allowed him to unleash the power of the early stage of the Heavenly Realm. Any more than that, and his terrifying demonic energy would become uncontrollable, which is why they were always at a disadvantage.

"Brother Ding, to be honest, my brothers don't have much time left to live, so we're avoiding fighting if we can. How about I have my grandson bring over another batch of Void Transformation Realm cultivators?"

Ding Ruohai was indignant. "I gave you so many treasures, and all I got was you. Even if hundreds of people at the Transformation Realm came, they wouldn't be enough to defeat a Heavenly Realm cultivator. What good are you?"

"Alas, the Northern Desert Empire still harbors ambitions to destroy us. Seeing that Hengtong is wealthy and powerful, and unable to win in a covert struggle, they've started openly robbing us. It's infuriating!"

These words sounded like a complaint, but in reality, they were meant to get Zhu Jianzhen to set a price and demand that another person from the Heavenly Realm be sent over.

But Zhu Jianzhen was also a cunning old fox. His ultimate goal in coming here was nothing more than to seek personal gain, not to actually fight to the death with the Northern Desert Empire. Otherwise, if they had truly become mortal enemies, with the eight patriarchs of the Northern Desert Empire in charge, it would have been difficult for him to leave.

"Brother Ding, you may not know this, but some time ago, there was a traitor in my Remnant Sun Empire. We not only lost a Heavenly One Realm expert, but also a large number of Void Transformation Realm experts. The fact that I am here now shows my utmost sincerity."

Ding Ruohai cursed inwardly. That Eunuch Cheng was already at the Heavenly Realm, and he left because he didn't want to serve you.

Besides, how long has Eunuch Cheng been in your Remnant Sun Empire? It was you who couldn't keep him. There's no sentiment involved, let alone any traitorous behavior. The fact that he didn't make a scene when he left is already a favor to you.