The Inheritance Of The Supreme Immortals

"Let's get going, Seiryu, to the White Tiger Continent. We will also meet your brother while we are there," Sam said, hopping onto the transformed Seiryu.

Sam found Seiryu's Eastern Dragon form comfortable enough for him, Mia, Rin, Mira, and especially the twins to travel. So, he asked Seiryu to transform into its Western Dragon form.

"As you wish, my lord," Seiryu complied happily.

"Have you been well, Seiryu?" Lenora asked. As someone who had been with Sam since his past life, she was very familiar with the continent guardians.

"I have been well, your Highness," Seiryu answered, glancing at Jane and Lily, who were in Sam's arms. They gave him a strange feeling, different from what he felt from Sam but somewhat similar. It was too faint for Seiryu to believe he was imagining things.

"Sorry for the trouble, Seiryu," Mia said with a small smile as she stealthily hopped onto his head and sat beside Sam before Rin or Lenora could occupy the important place.

"It's no trouble assisting you, your Highness," Seiryu replied.

"Thank you for the ride, Seiryu," Rin said as she hopped on, finding all the seats occupied.

In her eyes, the only seats worthy of trouble would be beside Sam or his lap.

But both of his sides were taken by Mia and Lenora, and his lap was occupied by Lily and Jane.

Jane noticed the woman with white hair looking in her direction.

She remembered her big brother calling this woman his wife.

At some point, Rin's blue eyes met Jane's small green eyes, and Jane tightened her grip around Sam's arms as if to claim him as hers.

Rin tilted her head, seemingly amused by the little girl's antics.

"Let's get going, Seiryu."

Soon, they were in the clouds as Seiryu gently flew, gliding down as smoothly as water. Sam asked Seiryu to go a little slower to let the twins and Mira enjoy the ride.

"Big brother, we're so high!" Lily exclaimed, raising her hands, feeling the wind blow past her face along with her sister Jane.

Sam was covering them with an invisible barrier to protect them from the harsh wind pressure.

It had been an hour since they started their journey. Sam was looking down as if searching for something on the ground, but it was only green forests as far as the eye could see.

"Seiryu, keep going. I'll be back in a second."

"As you wish, my king," Seiryu replied telepathically.

"Big brother, are you leaving us?" Jane asked, pouting, her eyes moist, looking like she could cry any minute.

"Jane, Lily, your big brother is just going to work for a bit. You won't cry, right?" Sam reassured, patting their heads.

"I will bring you gifts," Sam tried to convince her, leveraging a gift he had already planned on giving them.

Lily instantly nodded her head in agreement, while Jane seemed to be thinking hard about the advantage of this deal.

Having spent time with the twins, Sam learned many things. One of these was that Jane was the stubborn one.

Jane didn't like it if anyone other than Lily got near her big brother. On the other hand, Lily was very trusting and easy to convince.

Eventually, she pursed her lips and nodded in agreement.

Sam smiled to himself, seeing her reaction. He gave them each a kiss on their cheeks. "Until I come back, your three big sisters will play with you."

He glanced at his wives, a determined gleam in his eyes. "I'm going to visit the Tomb of Embalming."

"Be back soon," they chorused, concern etched on their faces.

"I will," Sam smiled reassuringly. Blue lightning crackled around his body, an emblem of the Qilin's power, before he disappeared from the spot, leaving a trail of sparking energy in his wake.

"Is that the lightning ability of the Qilin?" Rin asked, her curiosity piqued.

"I believe so... At this point, I've lost track of all the abilities he's gained," Mia replied, feeding Lily some cookies she had stashed in her bags.

"After he became the Vampire Progenitor, he gained all the bloodline abilities of the vampires, and the same happened when he became the Dragon Progenitor," Lenora chimed in.

"Does this mean he can wield the bloodline abilities of all five dragon clans?" Mira inquired, her surprise evident as she realized the extent of the progenitor's power.

"And more," Rin said with a knowing smile. "You'll likely witness him creating new lineages of supernatural beings soon. What you've seen is just the beginning, my dear sister-in-law."

"We're merely scratching the surface of what lies beneath. You don't yet realize the magnitude of what's to come. Everything is about to change, and as his sister, you'll have a front-row seat to it all."

"Buckle up, for the story is just beginning."

...

In the outskirts of the forest, on their journey to the White Tiger continent, lay a small mountain shrouded in dense woodland.

A lightning bolt crashed down, fracturing the solid ground with spider-web-like cracks, startling the birds and small beasts in the vicinity.

Emerging from the aftermath was a figure, lightning flickering in his eye sockets as he fixed his gaze on a particular spot on the mountain.

As he walked, sparks of lightning trailed behind him, and the very atmosphere seemed to shift around him.

A golden aura radiated from his body, pulsing with a purity and power unmatched by his usual presence or his progenitor forms.

The energy he emitted was so potent that nearby lifeless forms began to stir, revived by the vitality he exuded.

Sensing his arrival, the mountain trembled, rocks crumbling to unveil a hidden stairway leading into a tomb concealed beneath the earth.

Without hesitation, Sam ventured into the tomb.

Progressing deeper into the dark dungeon, green flames erupted in braziers, casting light into the gloomy, death-filled corridors, as if welcoming the emperor.

In mere moments, Sam reached what appeared to be an altar.

At its center stood a statue of a man, his human-like body adorned in ancient Egyptian garb—robes adorned with hieroglyphs and a ceremonial collar gracing his neck.

The figure bore the head of a jackal, its long, pointed ears and slender snout exuding an air of regality.

In one hand, he held an ankh, while scales of justice adorned the other, both engraved with intricate Egyptian symbols.

The man revealed a small smile. "The god of funerals, Embalming Death, Guide to the Afterlife, Protector of Graves and Tombs, Weigher of Hearts."

The eyes on the face of the statue seemed to move, as if responding to his words.

Silence prevailed in the tomb, an eerie silence, except for the wails and whispers of souls hiding inside the dark corners.

A green light appeared in the statue's eyes before it began to expand even further, illuminating the entire tomb.

When the light faded away, the statue had disappeared, and in its place stood a man in an Egyptian-style robe.

His face was hidden behind a jackal mask, while his ears were concealed under his long, thick, dark hair. His thin arms bore Egyptian symbols as tattoos.

There was a divine glow to his figure that seemed both out of place yet strangely fitting inside the tomb of Embalming.

"Anubis," Sam smiled at the man.

"My King." Without caring about his image as literally a god of the Egyptian pantheon, Anubis kneeled down on one knee, intertwining his fingers in respect for the one and only king.

"Shepherd of souls, have you been well?"

"Yes, my king," Anubis replied, still kneeling down without raising his head.

"Anyway, Anubis, I don't have much time. I will get to the point. I don't want to make a little girl cry," Sam said, imagining the horror that could happen if he was late to regroup with Jane.

"Just say the word, my lord. I will make it happen," Anubis said.

"It's nothing much, I'm in need of a lot of manpower and a lot of soul energy. Could you fetch me about fifty million souls from the underworld?" Sam asked casually, as if requesting candy from a candy shop owner.

Anubis wore a confused look on his face. "But, my lord, taking souls blindly from the underworld would mess with the System of Samsara."

"Just give me the souls of the damned and the souls of those who became stagnant without spirit. That alone should suffice, I guess," Sam smiled innocently, looking at the literal god of the underworld.

"My lord, as you know, unlike the other pantheons, the hell of our pantheon doesn't have that many damned souls. May I have your permission to borrow some souls from the Biblical Hell?" Anubis suggested without thinking.

"Anubis, are you really doing your job or goofing around?"

"M-My lord?"

Sam shook his head and pointed at the ankh in Anubis's hand. "Don't you see the number of damned souls roaming the underground? Look at your ankh."

Anubis looked at his ankh, focusing at its center.

The scenery of the Egyptian underworld with millions upon millions of damned souls and spiritless souls wandering around mindlessly unfolded before him.

These were the souls with no mind or souls that didn't deserve to go through reincarnation and walked the depths of hell alone for eternity, wandering around mindlessly.

"I'm sorry, my lord. I will fetch you the souls right away." Anubis raised his ankh, which began to glow with a faint green light.

As Anubis gathered the souls in his ankh, Sam could hear the weepings and wails of the souls echoing through the air, a sound that could make anyone deaf.

Sam watched calmly, lost in thought. "Maybe I should become the god of the underworld? That way I can have more free time"

Unaware of his thoughts, Anubis finished gathering the souls in his ankh and handed it over to Sam.

Sam smiled and grabbed the ankh, then used his Shadow Extraction ability to absorb the souls into his Soul Sanctum Imbibition Physique.

"Thank you for the help...? You want to say something, Anubis?"

"My lord, you have returned. Why haven't you announced your return to us, your faithful subordinates, the gods?"

Sam scratched his back awkwardly. "I forgot."

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