Chapter 203: Heavenly Lord's Supreme Treasure! Chen Zheng and Fang Qingxue's Child!

Who called me?

Chen Zheng heard someone suddenly call him 'dad', his expression slightly startled, and some distant memories were evoked.

Besides, I always keep myself well under control; I only slept with Yan Shui yesterday, and I have no sons or daughters—who would call me 'dad'?

The term 'dad' is out of place in the immortal world; hardly anyone would address someone like that……

It's not absolute.

In Violent Thunder City there is a little girl artifact spirit named Chan Nannan who has always called Fang Qingxue 'Mom'.

If the one calling Chen Zheng 'dad' is Chan Nannan, then it makes sense.

No, it's also somewhat unreasonable.

Chen Zheng and Fang Qingxue are merely pure senior-junior siblings; how could Chan Nannan know he is her father?

Who told her?

Chen Zheng turned around and indeed saw a little girl standing beside Fang Qingxue, holding her hand.

The little girl wore a long robe covered in lightning patterns, her face lively; though small, her aura was not weak, almost equivalent to a World King realm cultivator, and faint rumblings of thunder could be heard from the robe.

It is obvious that the little girl is the artifact spirit of Violent Thunder City, Chan Nannan.

Seeing Chen Zheng looking at her, she immediately blinked, a mischievous light flashing in her eyes, and said in a crisp voice: 'Dad, I'm Chan Nannan. Mom gave me life when she created Violent Thunder City in her past life. Later we got separated, and I stayed alone in the Doomsday Graveyard, absorbing thunder essence to cultivate. Only recently did I wait for Mom to come find me.'

Hearing Chan Nannan call Chen Zheng 'dad' again, Fang Qingxue lowered her head and glanced at her, a hint of severity in her eyes that vanished instantly; when she lifted her head, she had regained her usual coldness, meeting Chen Zheng's gaze, and said indifferently: 'Children's words are careless; Junior Brother Chen need not take it to heart.'

Chen Zheng nodded seriously: 'Indeed, children's words are careless; what does a few-year-old know?'

Chan Nannan pouted, raising her little head: 'Mom, Dad, I'm not a few-year-old; I'm already over a million years old.'

Fang Qingxue pretended not to hear.

Chen Zheng also didn't hear.

But since Chan Nannan called him 'dad', he ought to show some gesture.

'Nannan, be good, Dad will give you a meeting gift right now.' Chen Zheng smiled broadly, reaching out to rub Chan Nannan's little head.

With a flip of his other hand, a Heaven-Earth Gourd appeared; sucking at its mouth toward the depths of the Golden Immortal Hall, the Pure Yang Crystal Mountains standing on the earth rumbled loudly, rose into the air, kept shrinking, and flew toward the gourd's mouth.

These Pure Yang Crystal Mountains are the legacy left by the Five Sword Lords and other Supreme Elders, solidified by the Supreme Elders' mana into crystals, each worth sixty to seventy billion Pure Yang Pills.

Fifty-seven Pure Yang Crystal Mountains added together amount to three or four trillion, enough to buy a formidable half-supreme Dao artifact.

In a single breath, all the Pure Yang Crystal Mountains fell into the Heaven-Earth Gourd.

Chen Zheng casually handed it to Chan Nannan.

'Wow! Thanks, Dad!' Chan Nannan hugged the Heaven-Earth Gourd, grinning happily: 'Hehe, this Pure Yang Energy is enough for me to cultivate for a while. If I had a trillion Pure Yang Pills to burn just now, making the Eternal Ancient Thunder Cannon go berserk for an instant, I could have blasted that damn Wu Mingkong to smithereens with one shot.'

Although she, like cultivators of the Longevity Secret Realm, can absorb Pure Yang Energy from the Immortal Realm, she can only use it for her own cultivation and daily consumption.

Firing such a massive weapon as the Eternal Ancient Thunder Cannon, or even pushing its power to the maximum, the energy falls somewhat short.

'One trillion Pure Yang Pills only enough for a berserk instant? This little girl is a gold‑swallowing beast; no wonder she's a top‑grade Dao artifact near‑immortal artifact level—few can afford to support her.'

Chen Zheng secretly shook his head; another Heaven-Earth Gourd appeared in his hand, his gaze shifting to the remaining fifty‑plus Supreme Elders still standing atop the Pure Yang Crystal Mountains, not daring to move, and he said with a half‑smile: 'Everyone, the show is over—come down from my mountain.'

'Your mountain?'

The Supreme Elders' eyes twitched.

The Pure Yang Crystal Mountains beneath them were gathered bit by bit from the Immortal Realm, saved up over tens of thousands of years through frugality, reaching their present scale.

And now they've all become Chen Zheng's?

It's just that they are the meat on the chopping block while he is the knife; facing Chen Zheng they have no power to resist, nor do they wish to be slain casually like the previous fifty‑plus Supreme Elders.

Everyone secretly sighed, reluctant yet unwilling to hesitate, they flew off their respective Pure Yang Crystal Mountains.

In fact, Chen Zheng was only after wealth, with no intention to take their lives, which let the heavy stone weighing on many people's hearts drop completely.

The wealth is gone; we'll think of ways to gather it again later.

If life is gone, then everything is gone.

'Still somewhat sensible.'

Chen Zheng nodded, just as before, scooping many Pure Yang Crystal Mountains into the Heaven-Earth Gourd and handing it to Fang Qingxue, smiling: 'These resources should be enough for you to cultivate to the fourth‑fifth level of Longevity.'

'Thanks, Junior Brother Chen.' Fang Qingxue did not refuse, reaching out to take the Heaven-Earth Gourd; her icy gaze melted like snow, revealing a faint smile.

'No need for thanks between us.' Chen Zheng waved his hand.

A few trillion Pure Yang Pills are nothing to him—worth only one or two hundredths of the Infinite Sands on his avatar.

He continued: 'Qingxue, there's no need to stay in the Ascension Sect; come back to Linglong Blessed Land with me.'

Saying that, he prepared to bring Fang Qingxue and Chan Nannan away from the Golden Immortal Hall.

Then he would also store the Ascension Heavenly Palace away.

This treasure is the Ascension Sect's sect‑protecting supreme Dao artifact; although it hasn't undergone the Immortal Realm's thunder tribulation, it is not inferior to the Infinite Sands, and must certainly be taken.

Fang Qingxue had no intention of leaving with Chen Zheng, still standing where she was, she shook her head slightly: 'I've joined the Ascension Sect to this day; the Supreme Sect Master has repeatedly nurtured me, allowing me to cultivate in the Minor Immortal Realm. Later, while searching for Violent Thunder City in the Doomsday Graveyard, I encountered powerful beings from the God Clan, Dragon Clan, and Buddhist Sect who seized treasures and besieged me; it was also the Supreme Sect Master who timely appeared to rescue me, slaying them, so I could safely bring Nannan back. For now I cannot leave the sect, Junior Brother Chen—you should return to Linglong Blessed Land first.'

'There's still such a matter?' Chen Zheng raised his eyebrows, asking: 'Where is Feng Baiyu now? I'll help you repay his favor.'

I hadn't expected that Feng Baiyu, the last time he sought an audience in the Five Elements Land, wanting to ask him to return to the Ascension Sect but failing, actually went to the Doomsday Graveyard and even saved Fang Qingxue's life.

Was it a mere coincidence, or done intentionally?

If the latter, then Feng Baiyu's scheming runs deep.

Fang Qingxue pondered briefly, somewhat uncertain: 'The Supreme Sect Master probably went to the Chaotic Continent near the Infinite Great World to look for his daughter Feng Yaoguang.'

'The Chaotic Continent, then? There lies hidden there a Heavenly Lord's supreme treasure, the Chaotic Primordial Embryo, whose interior holds vast amounts of flesh and blood—it is the product of the Chaotic Heavenly Lord opening the Dragon Realm, Buddha Realm, God Realm, etc., capturing countless powerful beings and fusing them together; it is extremely nourishing, of great benefit to my cultivation, so I should find time to go there.' A glint flashed in Chen Zheng's eyes.

Swish!

With a casual gesture, a dark gold token condensed into shape, floating to Fang Qingxue's face, and he instructed: 'You may stay in the Ascension Sect to cultivate, but I previously obtained from Sun Xihua's memory that Hua Tiandu harbors wolfish ambitions, colluding with the God Clan; soon they will come to the Ascension Sect to seize power. Even if you have Nannan's help, you may still be hard‑pressed alone; if trouble arises, use this token to send word to me.'

Fang Qingxue heard this and was slightly startled, not expecting the Ascension Sect to face such a catastrophe; yet her eyes showed no trace of fear, she took hold of the dark gold token and nodded: 'Okay.'

'Dad, you ought to come see me often.' Chan Nannan tugged at Chen Zheng's sleeve, a bit reluctant to part with this generous father.

"Dad will."

Chen Zheng lowered his head, looked at the little girl, and gently instructed, "When Dad is not here, you must protect Mom well, understand?"

"Mm‑hmm!" Chan Nannian nodded heavily.

Chen Zheng turned and left the Golden Immortal Hall, and casually killed the trembling Cang Baizi, Xuan Tie Zhenren, Wu Li and others who were hiding in the Feather Ascension Mountains.

He then separately presented each of Elder Tianxing, Elder Chuanggong, and Jiang Rourou with a hundred million Pure Yang Pills, and departed with a lofty stride amid the complicated gazes of the Elders.

…………

Linglong Blessing Land.

The Longevity Star Linglong Immortal Sovereign has already appeared, seated on a magnificent throne at the summit of Sumeru Golden Summit, with several primeval celestial dragons coiled at his feet, and a grand canopy overhead.

She still wears men's clothing, like a jade tree in the wind, hair bound with a feather crown, sitting motionless, her eyes containing a vast sea of stars rising and falling, the countless beings' birth‑to‑death transformations constantly playing out.

Below the Sumeru Golden Summit, on a vast platform paved with gold and jade, the crowd roared, gathering countless people who came to pay longevity respects, forming one long queue after another, presenting their longevity gifts to the Elders standing in the Linglong Blessing Land ahead.

"Prince Yi, Fourth Son of the Great Xuan Dynasty, presents an Immortal Fruit, congratulating Linglong Immortal Sovereign on a thousand‑year holy longevity, eternal spring!"

"Senior disciple Jiao Fei of the Tongtian Sword Sect presents a Golden Dragon Pearl, congratulating Linglong Immortal Sovereign on eternal freedom, boundless Great Tao!"

"Yingtian Qing of the Xiantian Demon Sect offers a arm of Grand Elder Tang Jingshan of the Taiyi Sect…"

"Senior disciple Xing Mie Xie of the Qunxing Sect…"

"Barbaric Demon Sect…"

Each congratulatory gift was received by the Elders of Linglong Blessing Land, all being various heavenly materials and earthly treasures, rare curiosities.

At the same time, the female disciple singing the gift list sang loudly, her voice spreading through the great Sumeru golden light in all directions, resonating between heaven and earth, making everyone present feel as if the treasures of the three thousand great worlds and all living beings were all offering themselves to Linglong Immortal Sovereign alone.

Fang Han also presented a longevity gift: he had slain an Ancient Giant of the Taiyi Sect who had seized a personal Golden Core, causing a stir in a small area.

But compared with the arm of the Grand Elder of Taiyi offered by Yingtian Qing, Fang Han's longevity gift seemed somewhat inferior.

Fang Han didn't care at all; after presenting the gift, he and Princess Hong Yi and others who came with him followed a young man in blue robes, heading to the spot reserved for them.

In the center of the plaza stood a massive arena, surrounded by tables, chairs, and benches in concentric circles; the tables were laden with celestial fruits and spirit wine for the guests. The welcoming disciples of Linglong Blessing Land would assign seats according to the guests' status and cultivation level.

"Brother Fang, this is your seat."

The young man in blue robes was very enthusiastic toward Fang Han, and soon led them to a spot near the arena.

Those seated here were all major figures of various sects, or immortal third‑ and fourth‑tier strongmen from the outer starry realms.

"Thank you, Brother Jin." Fang Han bowed his hands to the blue‑robed youth, and pulled Princess Hong Yi to sit upright.

"Brother Fang, no need for formalities, it's only natural," the blue‑robed youth said with a bright smile, then took his leave: "I'll go attend to other guests, and won't disturb you further, Brother Fang."

The youth turned and left.

Ye Piaoling, Sha Qingmei, Luoshui, Ling Xiao and others who came to Linglong Blessing Land with Fang Han stared at the blue‑robed youth's back, their gazes all complex.

Because the blue‑robed youth was Jin Shi Tai.

To tell the truth, back when they were all true disciples of the Feather Ascension Gate, they didn't think much of Jin Shi Tai.

Especially Ling Xiao, one of the five great true lineages, always proud and disdainful, would not associate with a dandy like Jin Shi Tai, believing that even with Jin Ri Lie's connections, obtaining a Yin‑Yang Ten Thousand Longevity Pill from Dan Yangzi and barely reaching Shen Tong Mi Jing, he still wouldn't be worthy of the stage.

Jin Shi Tai would remain like that for his whole life, never able to make a breakthrough.

Who could have known that within a few months, the Jin Shi Tai he once despised would leap to become a towering Ancient Giant, surpassing this Ancient Giant by an unfathomable margin.

Moreover, Ling Xiao heard that Jin Shi Tai was favored by Chen Zheng, who entrusted the crucial routes to the summit of the Righteous Qi Peak to the father‑and‑son duo.

Such an honor was simply unimaginable!

It's like the beggar who once begged with you, far inferior, who starved three days for nine meals, suddenly one day rose to become an emperor.

While you remain just a beggar.

No one can bear such a blow.

Ling Xiao almost went mad with jealousy.

He wished he could rush out, kneel before Jin Shi Tai, clutch the other's thigh tightly, and beg desperately to be allowed to join Linglong Blessing Land.

He also wants to improve.

Fang Han and the members of the Jia Lan Association, who have close ties with Chen Zheng and Jia Lan, find joining Linglong Blessing Land extremely easy.

Only Ling Xiao has no connection at all with Linglong Blessing Land, and even once offended Chen Zheng, but Chen Zheng was magnanimous and did not pursue the matter.

If nothing unexpected occurs, Ling Xiao will never have a chance to worship at Linglong Blessing Land in this life.

Jin Shi Tai is Ling Xiao's only chance.

However, Ling Xiao, though jealous, remains rational and did not rush to kneel before Jin Shi Tai.

In such a setting, if he caused a disturbance that even upset Linglong Immortal Sovereign, ten lives wouldn't be enough to pay for it.

He can only patiently wait for the longevity banquet to end, then find a way to approach Jin Shi Tai.

He is ready to give everything; whatever Jin Shi Tai asks, he is willing to do.

Time passes.

The gift‑giving segment ends.

Everyone has taken their seats.

And the headmasters of the major sects sit on floating thrones.

"Quiet."

Qiu Xiyu appeared on the arena at the center of the plaza, raised her right hand, and silenced all noise.

She then swept her gaze over the guests and smiled, "Friends of the Dao, for this Grandmaster Supreme's four‑thousand‑year birthday, there are no special performances for you; we have only set up an arena for the elites of the immortal and demonic paths and the talents from the outer starry realms to compete, and the prize is the Grandmaster Supreme's Three Ultimate Divine Arts."

She waved her hand, and three talismans instantly materialized before her: one was an ancient black hue, resembling the shell of a ferocious ancient beast, the aura of the ancient god Zuma.

Another emitted a flickering Buddha light, within which sat a golden Buddha chanting a Zen hymn, generating pure compassionate power, the Great Universal Salvation Zen Light.

The last formed a simple mountain character, radiant golden light, domineering and unparalleled, capable of subduing ten directions of evil, the Great Sumeru Mountain King Fist.

"The Three Ultimate Divine Arts should all be forged by Linglong Immortal Sovereign's consumed mana; absorbing any one into the body will greatly boost one's mana!"

Many young talents grew excited, eagerly clenching their fists, wanting to obtain those three Divine Ability Talismans.

Quiet.

Qiu Xiyu spoke again, his voice rolling like waves, drowning out all noise on the square, continuing: "Furthermore, our sect's Immortal Venerable Chen has already spoken; whoever can obtain first place on the arena will be granted an opportunity by him!"

"What? Immortal Venerable Chen will actually personally grant an opportunity!"

"Immortal Venerable Chen's power reaches the heavens; even his casual spit is an unattainable supreme immortal opportunity for us. If he personally grants an opportunity, that's beyond imagination; it could likely allow an ordinary person to gain the foundation for immortality!"

"I guess the opportunity granted by Immortal Venerable Chen might be a baptism, directly baptizing someone into an Ancient Colossus! Or perhaps it's taking on a disciple!"

"If only I could take a concubine; with my looks, I might not lack a chance……"

"Register, I want to immediately register for the arena contest, to gain Immortal Venerable Chen's favor………"

The square erupted completely, young men and women extremely excited, roars of frenzy rising one after another.

Even the various Ancient Colossi, some leaders of forces with four or five layers of longevity, showed signs of being moved.

If they are the younger generation of the Shen Tong Mi Jing, they would all want to go up on the arena to contend.

Immortal Venerable Chen.

Chen Zheng!

Although he has not yet attained the Dao and become immortal, he is already acclaimed as the strongest existence below immortals.

Many important figures predict that within ten years, Chen Zheng will unify the Profound Yellow Grand World, with none able to stop him.

The opportunity he personally promised is absolutely heaven-defying, enough to drive billions of beings completely mad.

Even in the crowd, at least sixty or seventy percent of the young men and women came not to celebrate a birthday but for Chen Zheng, frequently gazing toward the Sumeru Golden Summit.

Unfortunately, Chen Zheng has not yet appeared in person, leaving those who already worship him to the core deeply disappointed.

Now Qiu Xiyu has announced this good news, undoubtedly injecting a stimulant into everyone.

Especially at this very moment, a tall figure with hands behind his back, robes fluttering, like an unrivaled hegemon and yet like a supreme demon god, step by step stepped through the air from the mountain gate of the Linglong Blessed Land, arriving instantly at the Sumeru Golden Summit, landing beside the Immortal Venerable Linglong.

The entire venue exploded!

Chen Zheng!

"Is he the legendary Chen Zheng?"

"Hiss… he's too extraordinary, almost not human; just standing there, he seems able to suppress all heavens and myriad worlds!"

Shouts rang out, millions of people suddenly rose from their seats in unison.

Including the Star Lord on the throne, the Profound Emperor, the Heavenly Dharma King, Mr. Water Mirror, the One Origin Old Daoist, and the Sect Masters Supreme of various forces, all rose, eyes filled with awe, gazing up at Chen Zheng as if looking up to a deity.

(End of chapter)