Chapter 213

Chen Zheng, the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship, the Heaven‑Earth True Lord, the Void Immortal, the true form, and two women.

"A mere Void Immortal? The true form?"

Yun Yun's face wore a heavy, solemn expression.

Yun Jin snapped back from her idle daydreams, the pink flush on her small face fading slightly; like her own mother, she examined Chen Zheng's face with a startled gaze, as if trying to determine whether his words were true or false.

The amount of information in Chen Zheng's words was a bit overwhelming.

How can you say his strength is far below the true form? Could it be that the person before them is merely an avatar of Chen Zheng?

So all those past deeds—Chen Zheng slaying the Wither‑Glory True Lord, seizing the Infinite Sands, and other great feats—were actually done by this very avatar?

Isn't that a bit too exaggerated?

Moreover, Void Immortals like the Heaven‑Earth True Lord are rare in the Great Cultivation World—no more than about thirty. Each of them is either the head of a top‑ten major guild or a figure within the top five guilds, whose mere footstep can make the entire world tremble. If the Chen Zheng before us is truly just an avatar and does not regard the Heaven‑Earth True Lord, then his true form must be incredibly powerful—perhaps comparable to a Void Immortal, or even a True Immortal.

No way?

How old is Chen Zheng? Even if he defies the heavens, there are limits—how could he possibly match those ancient cultivators who have practiced for over a hundred thousand years?

Yun Yun and Yun Jin thought more and more that the whole situation was incomprehensible.

At that moment, the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship in the distance suddenly accelerated, crossing from the depths of the universe to catch up with the Infinite Sands Galaxy where a man and two women stood.

The Heaven‑Earth True Lord's gaze locked onto Chen Zheng as soon as the treasure ship approached, like an ancient celestial deity looking down on a lowly sinful insect. He sneered, "Kid, I've investigated you. You're not from my Great Cultivation World; you're from a corner of the Xuanhuang Great World, born of the Feathered Transformation sect among the Ten Celestial Paths, relying on your modest cultivation talent you repeatedly clashed with the Taiyi sect, later betrayed the Feathered Transformation sect, joined the Linglong Blessed Land, seeking protection from Linglong Immortal Sovereign, the top master of the Xuanhuang Great World, to escape the Taiyi sect's pursuit. But you seem to have forgotten one thing: even Linglong Immortal Sovereign would not dare act rashly on my territory. Who do you think you are, daring to kill the legitimate son of King Qi Zhen, Qi Shaowei?"

A flash of surprise crossed Chen Zheng's eyes: "Oh, you're well‑informed."

But his information isn't really a secret; anyone with some influence in the major worlds who puts in a little effort can find out pretty much everything, so there's nothing odd about that.

He glared at the Heaven‑Earth True Lord: "You ask who I am? Let me tell you, not only you, but also your son, yourself, the two worthless people beside you, and your entire clan—all will die. So I am the one who will kill your whole family."

"You deserve to die, you poor brat from a garbage world—how dare you say you'll kill our whole family? You're completely insane, crazy to the point of not knowing how to spell 'death'!"

"You damned kid, you think stealing the Infinite Sands from the True Lord Tower and killing my son can match us, match a Void Immortal like the Heaven‑Earth True Lord? I think you're insane, completely mad!"

The master of Zhenyu Tower and the master of the Sun‑Moon Treasure, whose beloved legitimate son had just died, were already filled with malice; seeing Chen Zheng's arrogance, they could no longer tolerate it and roared viciously.

The Heaven‑Earth True Lord, enraged, retorted: "When I annihilate you, I will go to the Xuanhuang Great World and eradicate Linglong Blessed Land, and also wipe out the disreputable Feathered Transformation sect."

Boom!

He spoke, his gaze suddenly fierce, and his arm reached out from the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship, grabbing at Chen Zheng and the two women on the Infinite Star River.

Before his hand could reach them, a peerless immortal sword burst from its sheath, its momentum like a rainbow, piercing endless space‑time, unleashing a terrifying killing intent that disturbed the heavens, causing Yun Jin to feel as if countless needles were stabbing him, his internal magical energy stalled.

Yun Yun also felt horrified and instinctively tried to steer the Infinite Sands backward to evade the strike.

But at that moment, Chen Zheng's slow, leisurely voice sounded beside them: "Kneel."

The mother and daughter were bewildered, not understanding why Chen Zheng would suddenly say that in such a critical moment.

Could it be that if you say "kneel," the Heaven‑Earth True Lord will obey and kneel?

When they followed Chen Zheng's gaze toward the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship, they were shocked to see that the previously imposing Heaven‑Earth True Lord had actually dropped to his knees on the deck.

Not only him, but the Zhenyu Tower master and the Sun‑Moon Treasure master on his left and right also knelt, as if paying homage to them.

"This…" Yun Yun and Yun Jin stared blankly, completely at a loss.

"I... actually knelt down to that little punk?"

"How could I possibly kneel? What dark arts did that brat use on us? How could there be such a sinister sorcery—is it 'word becomes law'?"

The heads of the three major guilds kneeling on the deck were stunned, their faces showing disbelief and horror.

Chen Zheng said just one sentence, and it made their legs betray them and kneel—how bizarre.

But the Heaven‑Earth True Lord reacted swiftly; after a moment of stunned silence, his outstretched arm continued its relentless motion, grabbing at Chen Zheng and the three of them, while roaring: "I am a true Void Immortal; how could I be suppressed by a lowly ant‑like kid with sorcery? Absolutely impossible! Die!"

Noisy.

Chen Zheng furrowed his brow, stretched his long arm, transformed it into a massive ancient cannon, and fired a blast at the huge hand the Heaven‑Earth True Lord had seized.

A thunderous roar shook the stars; the massive hand the man had grabbed was pulverized into dust by the cannon fire.

Bang!

Before the Heaven‑Earth True Lord could utter a scream, Chen Zheng, having become the massive hand of the ancient cannon, morphed again, extended outward, and in an instant landed on the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship, where he seized the man with a single grab.

With a squeeze, the Heaven‑Earth True Lord's Void Immortal body, fragile as it was, was compressed into a blood‑splattering meatball.

At the same time, Chen Zheng's palm erupted with blazing true fire, beginning to melt the meatball, which sizzled and oozed oil.

His actions were swift and seamless, like lightning, and the two women beside him could not react, staring in stunned silence.

"What? I am a Void Immortal; with a wave of my hand I can shatter a galaxy containing billions of stars, how could I be caught by a kid like you? Ah… little brother, stop… senior, let's talk properly, please don't melt me!"

The Heaven‑Earth True Lord finally snapped out of his stupor, a mix of shock and fury, his flesh writhing as it struggled wildly in Chen Zheng's palm, but no matter how he struggled it was futile, like a chick trapped by an eagle's talons.

Seeing his flesh being melted by Chen Zheng's true fire, and half of it already liquefied, he panicked and begged for mercy.

But Chen Zheng seemed not to hear his pleas, continuing to melt the flesh with true fire, fully focused, undisturbed by anything.

"Ah..."

In his final, desperate scream, the Heaven‑Earth True Lord and a supreme Dao artifact on his body were both melted into a pure liquid that merged into Chen Zheng's body, boosting his magical power from sixteen million units of Primeval Heavenly Dragon force to twenty‑two million dragons.

A Void Immortal fell.

Seeing the Heaven‑Earth True Lord's death, Yun Jin and Yun Yun felt as if they were falling in a dream; their red lips quivered for a long time, unable to speak.

The Zhenyu Tower master and the Sun‑Moon Treasure master, still kneeling on the deck, were drenched in cold sweat, terrified to the extreme.

They wanted to slap themselves hard, wondering if they had taken the wrong medicine, why they avenged their son and thus attracted Chen Zheng, the monster.

Their son died, but they're only feeling a bit of the grief of losing a child; they'll be fine in a few days, or at worst they can just have another batch of kids.

If you lose your life, then it's really over.

"Your turn now," Chen Zheng clapped his hands, smiling as he looked at the Zhenyu Tower master and the Sun‑Moon Treasure master.

The two were terrified, trembling, and bowed their heads like crushing garlic: "Senior, we admit our mistake, we will no longer avenge our son. No, we will now cut ties with that rebellious son. Please raise your noble hand and spare us. If you spare our lives, we will immediately contribute the treasures and elixirs of our guilds to you. Our business has been thriving for years; our guild ranks among the top twenty in the Great Cultivation World, worth six to seven hundred trillion Pure Yang Elixirs."

"Six to seven hundred trillion Pure Yang Elixirs? Then your assets must be at least a thousand trillion. Very well, when you die, I will go to the Great Cultivation World to claim them." Chen Zheng's eyes lit up, his large hand reaching out to seize the two.

"You... you devil!"

The heads of the two major merchant guilds turned deathly pale in an instant; panicked, they tried to slip away on their knees, fleeing Chen Zheng's capture.

But their strength was far inferior to Chen Zheng's; the moment they moved, a massive hand pinched them in the palm, crushing them into a clump of mushy flesh, and when true fire burned them, they were dead beyond death.

"This ship's quality is quite good, better than ordinary supreme Dao artifacts, Jin'er, here."

After killing three people, Chen Zheng also captured the Sun‑Moon Treasure Ship they were aboard, shrinking it to a palm‑sized mini treasure ship, and casually handed it to the still stunned and dazed Yun Jin.

"Oh… yes, Young Master Chen!" Yun Jin instinctively took the treasure ship.

"Still calling me Young Master Chen?" Chen Zheng pretended to be displeased.

"Then… what should I call you?" Yun Jin lowered her head, stammering.

"Jin'er, you must call him Husband! From now on, he is the husband of both mother and daughter. Come, call him together with Mother: Husband."

Yun Yun's startled expression turned into a charming smile; she embraced Chen Zheng's left arm, swayed her waist, and with her voluptuous, warm, jade‑soft body brushed against him, demonstrating for Yun Jin standing on the right.

"Hu… Husband."

Yun Jin lifted her head, her pretty face flushing red from embarrassment at her mother's bold move, yet she gritted her teeth and called out, cautiously reaching out to clasp Chen Zheng's other arm, mustering courage to press against him, but compared with Yun Yun, she was clumsy like a child.

"So obedient." Chen Zheng showed a hint of a satisfied smile.

"Husband." Yun Yun pressed even tighter, rubbing twice, seeing no one around, then smiled coyly, and in a tone that anyone who understands would get, leaned close to Chen Zheng's ear and whispered, "Shall we… here…"

Hearing that, Yun Jin's delicate body trembled, her face turning even more crimson, and she dared not look at Chen Zheng.

Is her mother this provocative?

"Ahem."

Chen Zheng quickly moved his arm, freeing the two women, and, amid their puzzled gazes, explained, "This is merely one of my avatars; my true body is on the chaotic continent beyond Xuanhuang. You should go there now; my true self and I share a single mind, and will be waiting for you there."

"I see, then we'll go."

Yun Yun had thought Chen Zheng was only joking before, not truly intending to take mother and daughter; hearing his words now, she finally relaxed, and led Yun Jin away.

"Mother, from now on we are all Husband's people, so… how should I address you?"

"Each according to themselves."

"Oh."

"Jin'er, Mother will now teach you several bedroom techniques; remember them, and when you make love with Husband, you must not call him Husband."

"Huh? Then what should I call him?"

"You should call him Father, Daddy…"

Chen Zheng watched the mother and daughter vanish completely from his sight, then withdrew his gaze and headed back toward the Cultivation Great World.

Not long after, he arrived at the very center of the Cultivation Great World, before a massive fiery‑red rock towering above the ground.

This rock was larger than ordinary stars, like an ancient divine mountain; its surface was covered with countless stone gates, numbering at least a million.

From afar it resembled a huge beehive, with swarms of bees forming long columns, streaming through the openings into the rock.

This is the Treasure‑Dividing Rock, built by its treasure master, who is a celestial being.

Chen Zheng arrived at a portal on the Treasure‑Dividing Rock, entered it with practiced ease, and after a shift of space, found himself in a boundless, vast world.

Within this realm, treasure light criss‑crossed, and countless alchemy furnaces were placed everywhere, with one cultivator after another in Treasure Refining Master robes continuously refining artifacts.

Roughly estimating, there are at least a hundred thousand furnaces here, varying in size and shape; the large ones reach a million zhang, like a treasure mountain, classified as high‑grade Dao artifacts, even half‑supreme.

The smaller furnaces are only tens of zhang tall, being low‑grade Dao artifacts.

As for those million‑zhang furnaces, at least a thousand cultivators circle them, feeding various refining materials, then hundreds of Treasure Refining Masters jointly execute hand techniques, controlling the flames to forge the artifacts inside.

Treasure artifacts and Dao artifacts continuously emerge, and occasional anomalies appear in the world.

This is a Treasure‑Refining factory, where countless cultivators tirelessly forge artifacts day and night, with new artifacts emerging every moment.

Within the many worlds inside the Treasure‑Dividing Rock, such factories are countless.

Moreover, time flows differently here; one external hour equals a Jiazi (60 years) here, and twelve external hours equal 720 years.

It's literally a death‑snatching assembly line!

That's why the Treasure‑Dividing Rock can conduct business across all heavens.

And Chen Zheng is also a Treasure Refining Master here.

"Yang Xuan Zhen, why have you just returned?" an elder wearing a bright yellow Dao robe, upon seeing Chen Zheng, hurried forward with an anxious expression.

Chen Zheng glanced at the elder's expression and asked, "What's wrong, Lord Ming?"

"A message just came from above: tomorrow Miss Mi Bao will return from the Supreme Nine‑Purity Heaven to inspect each secret Treasure‑Refining workshop, and each of your outstanding Treasure Refining Masters must forge a treasure as a gift to win her favor. Xuan Zhen, you are the most outstanding Treasure Refining Master in our workshop; this time you must craft a treasure that satisfies the Miss, surpassing everyone else, and do not disappoint this old man." (End of chapter)