Spiritual remnants or spirits of the dead are the remains of people who have died.

Not to mention a Saint, even a Spiritual Master can leave a spiritual remnant before they die.

Of course, the stronger one was, the longer their spiritual remnant could last. But they were certainly not the same people as their real bodies. They were basically nothing more than existences that carried the will of their original bodies.

But they were different from spirits like Luna and the others. They were real spirits whereas Luna and the others were artifact spirits.

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Qin Tian smiled faintly as soon as he saw Saint Ming's spirit.

Saint Ming at first just looked at him with cold eyes, but his smile made the man unable to contain his anger anymore.

He opened his mouth and was about to speak, but Qin Tian spoke first before he could speak.

"Sorry for breaking into your grave! I only want one thing from this place. As long as you give it to me, I can leave now." He pointed towards one of the gates as he spoke.

Saint Ming was clearly trying to find an heir.

After the best experts in the province gathered at that place, he would probably set up some kind of competition, and then pass his inheritance on to the best candidate. Of course, there will be prizes for the other candidates.

Unfortunately the experts hadn't arrived yet, but the tomb had already been burglarized by someone.

Saint Ming's expression became even worse after he heard his words.

He opened his mouth once again. "If you want anything from this place, you must follow my rules."

Qin Tian shook his head, "Why bother doing that. Who knows if there are experts stronger than me in this province?"

Although Qin Tian's words were very arrogant, Saint Ming did not refute his words.

Even if he was just a spiritual remnant, he still had the ability to judge how extraordinary Qin Tian was.

He looked a little hesitant before speaking; "How about you become my disciple, I will give everything in this tomb to you."

"Ha ha ha ha." Qin Tian immediately laughed upon hearing his words.

He looked at Saint Ming with a strange smile.

On earth, he almost lost his mentality as an Emperor candidate, but after returning to the sixteen heavens, not only did his mentality return, it even improved drastically. He almost thought of himself as the Emperor.

For a dead Saint, he didn't think too much.

He didn't speak, he just continued to stare at Saint Ming.

The man clearly realized how funny his words were, so he too fell silent.

After some time, he spoke again; "How about this, you help me get revenge, and I will give it to you."

"Oh!" Qin Tian looked at him with strange eyes. He waited for him to explain.

But he was indeed young, there was no way he would die unless he was killed. He probably managed to escape at the critical moment so he managed to build the tomb.

"I want you to kill the Shark God's grandson."

"Shark God?" Qin Tian was slightly surprised.

There was a reason why the continent was called the Shark God Continent, it was because of the existence of the Shark God. He is an ancient god. Even though he might not be a powerful ancient god, an ancient god was still an ancient god. And that person had even become an ancient god in his past life.

Of course, even though Saint Ming called him the Shark God's grandson, that didn't mean he was really the Shark God's grandson. At most, he was only his direct descendant. But to be called a grandson, he must be a descendant that the Shark God really likes. Killing him would definitely arouse his anger.

"I can accept it," Qin Tian replied.

"But just that thing is still not enough."

He then looked towards another gate. From the gate, he could sense enormous spiritual energy.

He then spread his spiritual sense. Although he might not be able to destroy the gate, his spiritual sense could easily penetrate it. Immediately he saw what was inside the gate.

There is a fruit the size of a basketball. The fruit was green and it was full of thorns.

"Spiritual durian!" Qin Tian said in his heart.

On earth, Durian has the title of king of fruits.

The title of the fruit is not just nonsense. Just the smell of the fruit was enough to make different reactions on people's faces.

And even in the sixteen heavens, it is one of the most sought after fruits. As for the spiritual versions of Durian fruits, they were as rare as Paragons.

Qin Tian's gaze at the gate took Saint Ming by surprise, and the words that came out of his mouth afterwards made his expression turn ugly once again.

"I want the thing inside the gate," said Qin Tian, ​​pointing at the gate.

"No, it's for my disciple later," Saint Ming immediately replied.

"Hehehehe. Even if you accept a disciple, he won't necessarily be able to avenge you. We don't even know if he has the courage to do that." Qin Tian smiled mockingly.

"You should feel lucky that I visited your tomb."

Saint Ming: "...."

"Hmph," he suddenly snorted. "Is it so easy to kill the grandson of an ancient god. Maybe you're afraid too," he said.

But even though his words sounded sarcastic, Qin Tian could feel the turmoil in his emotions. However, he is dead. His desire for revenge was definitely greater than his desire to find an heir.

"When I become emperor later, I can even kill that ancient god," he replied.

"Being emperor, are you kidding me?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?"

While saying that, he released his nine divine symbols. The aura that erupted from his body caused the mountains in that place to tremble.

Saint Ming's expression instantly turned serious the moment he saw him. Qin Tian could even feel jealousy from him.

"Would you believe me if I said I've only been cultivating for a month?"

"I do not believe that!" But he narrowed his eyes as he said that.

"Hehehehe. Wouldn't it be a huge honor if a dead Saint like yourself could be one of the people who helped the emperor's growth."

"In the future, when I become an Emperor, people will say that the first tomb that the emperor visited was the tomb of Saint Ming." Qin Tian smiled seductively.

"You!" Saint Ming's expression became more and more confused. But his eyes began to show a light of longing.

In the sixteen heavens, there is not a person who does not want to have a relationship with the Emperor. That is the greatest honour. Even being able to see the emperor's face was enough to boast for a lifetime.

"Are you sure you can become Emperor?" He finally asked a question that made him hesitate.

"That's for sure," Qin Tian replied with a confident expression.

Don't joke, if he still couldn't become Emperor with all the luck he got, he would rather kill himself.

Saint Ming was silent for a while before speaking again; "I might be able to give that to you, but I want you to promise to leave your aura on my tomb if you really become Emperor. And help my clan too." His head was slightly lowered as he spoke.

"Sure, it's very easy," Qin Tian replied with a faint smile.

Maybe Saint Ming wasn't completely convinced of him, but for a dead person like him, he could only bet.

In his mind, even if he didn't become an Emperor, he should be able to become a very powerful expert.

....

Not long after, he came out of the tomb with a happy smile.

He came early and left early. Well, even though he is currently still very weak, as a person who was once an emperor candidate, the tomb of a Saint is indeed not very challenging. It would be a shame if it took him so long to conquer the tomb.

But he only left with two items. Perhaps Saint Ming would give him more if he asked for it, but doing so would only increase the Saint Ming's imprint on him.

He then spread his spiritual sense into his storage ring.

At this moment there were two different lights within his storage ring. One was a green light that emitted an aura of life, and the other was a golden light that emitted a majestic aura.

That green light came from the Spiritual Durian. As for the golden light, it came from a wooden branch.

It was basically just an ordinary wooden branch, but since it had been touched by an Emperor, it ended up being even more majestic than a Saint weapon.

Qin Tian then looked around.

After that, he flew away from the tomb. He flew slowly at first, and as he got further away from the tomb, his flying speed became faster and faster.

About a day later, he stopped at a very secluded place.

He lifted a mountain and then made a place under the mountain before putting it back down.

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