Chapter 209: Linglong Immortal Gets Jealous! Son‑in‑law, Did You…

Chen Zheng suddenly received a message from Fang Qingxue, a single sentence: "Hua Hua Tiandou Capital has returned and is joining the Divine Race army to attack the Feather Ascension Gate."

So he told the three of them to go to the Boundless Great World first, and he would arrive after handling his own affairs.

"Alright, then we'll go ahead first."

The Crimson Abyss Demon Lord and the Elder Heart Demon said nothing, nodded at Chen Zheng, and stepped into the time‑space tunnel.

Linglong Immortal glanced toward the Feather Ascension Gate, saw something unknown, turned back, glared at Chen Zheng, and entered the time‑space tunnel without a word.

"What does she mean, getting jealous? She's four thousand years old; doesn't she understand the principle of first‑come, first‑served?"

Chen Zheng watched her silhouette recede farther in the time‑space tunnel and suddenly felt a slight headache.

The tunnel sealed.

Chen Zheng didn't dwell on it, snapped his fingers, and implanted a divine thought message plus the character "Kneel" into Fang Han's forehead, who was eagerly watching from the crowd below, as the prize for winning the arena contest.

"From now on, Fang Han is the foremost true disciple of my Linglong Blessing Land," he declared loudly, then vanished atop Mount Sumeru.

From then on, this grand longevity ceremony came to a perfect close.

Many cultivators from all corners sighed a few words, then proceeded outward from the Linglong Blessing Land gate, preparing to return to their own homes.

Some stayed behind, either wishing to join Linglong Blessing Land or gazing at Fang Han with envy.

Star Lord was one of them; he shuffled to Fang Han's side, licked Old Zhang's face and said cheerfully, "Brother Fang, congratulations on being chosen by Chen Xianzun as senior brother. What kind of opportunity did Chen Xianzun grant you? If it's inconvenient to say, consider that I didn't ask."

Upon hearing that, the Xuan Emperor and others gathered around, and all the people of Linglong Blessing Land looked curiously at Fang Han, eager to know what Chen Zheng's gift was.

Yan from the Huangquan Map also perked up his ears.

It clearly knew that when Chen Zheng pointed at Fang Han's forehead a moment ago, Fang Han froze briefly, looking shocked, having received something extraordinary.

Fang Han licked his lips: "Actually I can say it. Senior Brother Chen gave me a supreme treasure's refining method; once refined successfully, I can cross realms to challenge, and even after reaching a certain stage, when man and treasure merge, regardless of my cultivation realm I can instantly unleash thirty‑three times combat power."

"What?"

"Sss… thirty‑three times combat power! What a terrifying treasure, truly worthy of Chen Xianzun's hand!"

Star Lord and the others inhaled a cold gasp.

It should be known that when cultivators are in Shen Tong Mi Jing, taking a potential‑boosting pill—such as Mad Demon Life‑Shortening Pill—or employing a powerful life‑burning technique can temporarily raise internal magical power by one to ten times.

Yet in the Longevity Secret Realm, all such potential‑boosting pills and techniques are greatly diminished; even a brief two‑ or three‑fold increase in magical power is as hard as scaling the heavens.

The higher the realm, the harder it is to erupt; this is common sense.

Yet Fang Han now claims that regardless of realm, as long as one merges with that supreme treasure, one can unleash thirty‑three times combat power, and it's combat power, not magical power—how utterly defiant of the heavens?

It's basically a divine artifact for crossing‑realm challenges!

"Thirty‑three times combat power—could Chen Zheng have given Fang Han the refining method for the Thirty‑Three Heavens Treasure?" Yan, startled, began to speculate.

The Huangquan Great Emperor was once slain by the Thirty‑Three Heavens Treasure; the memory remains fresh.

Seeing the crowd stunned, Fang Han smiled faintly: "Moreover, Senior Brother Chen also bestowed upon me a heaven‑defying ability."

The Xuan Emperor couldn't help but ask, "Oh? What ability? Could it be the one that Chen Xianzun previously used to make Tai Hun Tian, even Tai Huang Tian, kneel?"

Fang Han nodded: "Exactly, the ability to make others kneel. Though far inferior to Senior Brother Chen, it can still force cultivators two realms above me to kneel."

"Sss…"

Star Lord and the others inhaled another cold gasp, their gazes at Fang Han brimming with envy.

They had personally experienced Chen Zheng's ability—whoever is forced to kneel must stay kneeling to receive attacks, causing the opponent's mindset to explode and combat power to plummet, a thought that makes one's scalp tingle.

Now Fang Han has obtained Chen Zheng's ability; even if it's a weakened version of unknown magnitude, it's still extremely defiant, and calling him "Little Chen Zheng" isn't an overstatement.

Naturally, this incites envy.

"Why didn't I get Chen Xianzun's ability? Not me! But perhaps Fang Han…"

Ling Xiao's envy made him almost turn violet, his scorching eyes darting over Fang Han as if seeking a shortcut.

Fang Han suddenly felt uneasy, subconsciously tightening his legs, and gave Star Lord and the others an awkward smile: "Everyone, I need to cultivate for a while; excuse me."

With that, he grabbed Princess Hong Yi and vanished in a flash.

Many sighed, composed themselves, and headed out of Linglong Blessing Land.

Others approached Elder Qiu Xiyu and other Elders, requesting to join Linglong Blessing Land, only to be told it no longer accepts newcomers and must leave disappointed.

The women of the Jia Lan congregation, led by a disciple, went to Upright Qi Peak to join Jia Lan.

Ling Xiao found the Jinshi Platform, knelt before it pleading desperately to be taken as a junior brother out of former brother‑school ties, but the Jinshi Platform kicked him in the groin, and he screamed, flying out from the Linglong Blessing Land gate, his fate unknown.

Ling Xiao had offended Chen Zheng; the Jinshi Platform's mind is sick—accept him as a junior brother?

Not killing him on the spot would be generous enough.

…………

Under the Feather Ascension Gate there are hundreds of small dynastic states, such as the Great Li Dynasty, Great Virtue Dynasty, Great Xu Dynasty, Blue Moon Nation, Han Sea Sand Nation, and so on.

Their populations range from ten million to several hundred million, together occupying the vast eastern lands of the Profound Yellow, encircling the Feather Ascension Gate like stars around the moon.

Normally, aside from minor frictions, the peoples live peacefully with abundant food and clothing.

But today, the scene across the nations is completely different; cities across the land are scarred and smoke rises everywhere.

Because the Divine Race has invaded.

Countless civilians everywhere flee in terror, only to be caught and slain by wave after wave of grotesque Divine Race warriors.

The Divine Race warriors swarm like locusts, numbering at least tens of billions, spreading across nations, killing anyone they see, even infants still in swaddling cloths.

In an instant, the eastern lands echo with wailing cries, corpses lie everywhere.

In the Great Li Dynasty's Dragon Abyss Province, the Fang family's governor's office, spanning a thousand mu, was also attacked by a Divine Race warrior, causing many guards and clan members to die or be wounded.

Fortunately, the Fang family head Fang Zhetai has a capable daughter who entered the Feather Ascension Gate as a true disciple; recently she sent a maid back with two Yin‑Yang Ten‑Thousand‑Lifespan Pills and a supreme divine ability. After ingesting the pills, Fang Zhetai successfully refined from Rou Shen Di Shi Chong to the Second Rank of Divine Ability, forging the Violet Lightning Yin Thunder Blade, which repelled the Divine Race warrior and dragged it into a battle above the Fang family estate; otherwise, thousands of the Fang household would already have been wiped out.

Yet despite this, the Fang family remains precariously endangered.

Because the Divine Race warrior's power is formidable and Fang Zhetai has only just been promoted, he likely cannot hold out for long and will eventually be defeated.

Sure enough, after only a few dozen exchanges, cold sweat streamed down Fang Zhetai's forehead, his body drenched, and the Divine Race warrior seized the chance, delivering a crushing blow that slammed him into a Fake Mountain Cluster.

「Fire! 」

Fang Zesan is Fang Zetao's younger brother; seeing his elder brother defeated by the god tribe warriors, his expression instantly turned anxious, and he loudly ordered the Fang family guards behind him to attack.

「Swish swish swish! 」

The guards all held repeating crossbows engraved with a handsome immortal crane; the bolts shot from the crane's beak, having extreme range and piercing power, a formidable magical implement the Fang family obtained from the Feather Ascension Sect.

Unfortunately, those bolts striking the god tribe warriors' bony bodies caused no damage; instead, they were all shattered.

「What monster is this? Even a magical implement can't harm flesh? 」 Fang Zesan's expression drastically changed.

The Fang family guards were even more frightened, their faces turning pale as they kept retreating.

These insignificant figures of the Mortal Secret Realm, even if they had heard legends of the Feather Ascension Sect, had never seen such a scene.

「Jie jie, even an immortal artifact can't cut through my body, let alone a trifling magical implement? 」 the god tribe warrior smirked savagely, his eyes flashing with cruelty: 「You bunch of ants unworthy even to be dogs, dare to attack the gods who rule heaven and earth? You are utterly doomed; no one in heaven or earth can save you! 」

「Whoosh! 」

In the midst of speaking, he suddenly lunged downward, treating his flesh as a weapon, his speed several times greater than when he previously fought Fang Zetao, and he fiercely slammed into Fang Zesan and the others.

「Careful! 」

Fang Zetao had just risen from the rubble, his face ashen, and seeing this scene he could not help but panic.

But his internal mana was exhausted; aside from retaining a bit of physical strength that allowed him to barely stand, he could not unleash any divine abilities to rescue.

Fang Zesan was surely doomed.

Fang Zetao's eyes showed despair.

But as the god tribe warrior was about to slam his body into Fang Zesan, he strangely froze mid‑air, his savage grin freezing, then his body split as if cut in half, falling to the ground as two halves of a corpse, dead beyond revival.

「What… what is happening? Who killed this monster? 」 Fang Zesan stared at the two halves on the ground, bewildered.

Fang Zetao also staggered, unable to tell who had struck down the god tribe warrior, but suddenly his vision blurred; when he could see again, he found himself high in the heavens, before him stood a youth like a banished immortal, his eyes holding a bewitching power that forbade a direct gaze—it was Chen Zheng.

Fang Zetao's heart jolted; he quickly lowered his head and said respectfully, 「I am Fang Zetao. Did you, senior, save my brother? Rest assured, my daughter is the Feather Ascension Sect's true disciple Fang Qingxue, and my son‑in‑law is Chen Zheng. Earlier, when we were in peril, I had already sent a message to my son‑in‑law for aid; he will soon arrive to rescue me, knowing that you saved me first, he will surely present a generous gift in thanks. 」

He stated his identity and background, even gave Chen Zheng's name, and lied that he had already notified Chen Zheng, believing that even if the person before him harbored ill intent, they would surely be wary of Chen Zheng and dare not act rashly.

After all, Chen Zheng is a generation's immortal sovereign, equivalent to the supreme master of the Feather Ascension Sect, and everyone must give him some face.

Of course, he was merely being cautious; it would be best if the person before him had no ill intent.

「How could I not know you sent me a message? 」 Chen Zheng felt odd, yet spoke gently: 「Don't panic, I am the son‑in‑law you spoke of, Chen Zheng. 」

「You're Chen Zheng? 」 Fang Zetao's expression froze, and he quickly lifted his head to scrutinize Chen Zheng.

Before, he had not really noticed what Chen Zheng looked like, only knowing he was a young man.

Now looking at Chen Zheng again, he instantly felt the man was extraordinarily handsome, like a banished immortal, even more outstanding than the portrait of Chen Zheng that Fang Qiang had once brought back from the Feather Ascension Sect, yet there was still a faint resemblance.

Could the person before him truly be his son‑in‑law… Chen Zheng? Otherwise, how could he be so remarkable?

But…

He had merely heard some vague rumors about Chen Zheng and Fang Qingxue through gossip, and was not certain whether they truly had anything between them.

Now, standing before Chen Zheng, he unilaterally declared him his son‑in‑law and even lied to him.

Thinking of this, Fang Zetao's old face could not bear it, he felt extremely embarrassed, as if his deceit had been exposed.

「Son‑in‑law, I have been busy with affairs and have not yet come to pay my respects to my father‑in‑law; I hope you will not blame me. 」 Chen Zheng performed a proper salute.

The embarrassment on Fang Zetao's face vanished instantly, and he laughed heartily: 「Where, where, you youngsters should prioritize cultivation; how could I blame you? If a visit were to happen, it should be me going to see you. 」

That single utterance of 'father‑in‑law' from Chen Zheng truly made him feel utterly at ease, a hundred times more comfortable than taking elixirs.

From today onward, Fang Zetao could finally hold his head high, openly declaring to everyone that he was the father‑in‑law of Immortal Sovereign Chen.

「Absolutely! 」

Chen Zheng smiled faintly: 「Father‑in‑law, you're too polite. I must go to the Feather Ascension Sect to attend to some matters, so I won't keep you longer for now. When I return, if you don't disdain it, you may bring your relatives and friends to cultivate with me in the Linglong Blessed Land. 」

「No disdain, worthy son‑in‑law, hurry to the Feather Ascension Sect; business is urgent. 」 Fang Zetao's expression turned solemn.

「Good. 」 Chen Zheng nodded and vanished.

「Haha, hahaha! 」

After Chen Zheng left, Fang Zetao's mouth corner could no longer be suppressed, splitting straight to his ears.

So at ease; having such a son‑in‑law is extremely comfortable.

He had heard Fang Qiang say that Chen Zheng was not only wealthy and generous, but also extremely liberal toward his own people, able with a casual gesture to elevate someone to the Divine Ability Secret Realm and bestow treasures.

Even the servants Fang Qingxue brought to the Fang household each possessed a magical treasure granted by Chen Zheng.

It goes without saying that once he followed Chen Zheng to the Linglong Blessed Land, he would certainly reap benefits.

Before long, he would soar.

The more Fang Zetao thought about it, the more excited he became, wishing he could immediately return to the Fang household, pack his belongings, and wait for Chen Zheng to come fetch him to cultivate in the Linglong Blessed Land.

「However…」

Fang Zetao suddenly realized a serious problem: he was still suspended in the high sky.

And his internal mana was exhausted; he needed prolonged rest or to absorb mana crystals to recover.

So how was he to fly back to the Fang household?

「Worthy son‑in‑law, have you forgotten me? 」

Fang Zetao helplessly looked around, tried shouting, but received no reply.

「……」

…………

All the strong cultivators of the Feather Ascension Sect were locked in fierce battle with the god tribe; various divine abilities and magical treasures shook heaven and earth, darkening the sun and moon.

Even the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace was activated by the combined efforts of numerous supreme elders, engaging in battle with a woman dressed in purple, her features beautiful, her figure front‑full and rear‑curved, exuding classical beauty.

She is the Purple Moon Goddess of the god tribe, her cultivation having reached the eighth level of Longevity, wielding a purple crescent‑moon‑shaped scepter, a supreme Dao artifact.

There was also a tall man with a wheel‑shaped mark on his brow, driving a massive war chariot across the firmament, booming with explosions that destroyed heaven and earth, cooperating with the Purple Moon Goddess to besiege the Feather Ascension Heavenly Palace.

This person is the father of the Chariot God Son, the Chariot God Emperor of the divine race, and the massive war chariot is his supreme Dao artifact.

For a moment, the Feather Ascension Palace fought two against one, trading blows, yet neither side could gain any advantage.

On the other end of the battlefield.

Fang Qingxue stood above the City of Violent Thunder, her white robes fluttering, purple lightning coiling around her whole body, as if she had become the true ancient Lightning Mother Heavenly Sovereign, and she too fought two against one.

Her enemies were two women.

One of them, clad in imperial robes and wearing a crown, was the Empress, namely the mother of Prince Chu Nan, the Dou Mu God Emperor.

She activated a pitch-black, icy cold star of black iron, millions of li in diameter, which frenziedly slammed into the City of Violent Thunder; it was her supreme Dao artifact, named the Dou Mu Dark Mystic Star.

The other woman looked somewhat like Fang Qingxue, but her bearing paled in comparison; she was in fact Fang Qingwei, whose body had been taken over by Hua Tiandu.

Hua Tiandu still occupied Fang Qingwei's body, having not re-seized a male vessel; one wonders what his motive is.

"Hua Tiandu, get out of my sister's body!"

Fang Qingxue's eyes flashed with terrifying killing intent; she directly used a trillion Pure Yang pellets to activate the Immortal Ancient Thunder Cannon, turning endless lightning into artillery fire that pierced past and present, blasting toward Hua Tiandu.

However, a strange occurrence took place.

Nor did Hua Tiandu use any magical treasure; instead, a strange black qi emanated from his body, reeking to the heavens, corrosive as deadly poison, turning the lightning artillery into nothing.

"Fang Qingxue, I already know you are the reincarnation of the ancient Lightning Mother Heavenly Sovereign. As long as you have the Feather Ascension Sect surrender, let me take over the position of sect leader, and cooperate with me to capture Old Devil Chen, I will come out of your sister's body—how about that?" Hua Tiandu laughed wildly.

"Qingwei, you are already my son's woman; once we seize the Xuanhuang Grand World, I will take you into the Immortal Realm. What use is a mere position as sect leader of the Feather Ascension Sect? Exert your full strength at once, help me capture her, then use her to kill Chen Zheng!" urged the Dou Mu God Emperor.

(End of chapter)