Chapter 291: Rebirth - I Became the Grandpa (Part 15)
A thunderous explosion erupted in Chen Xuan's mind. The saint talisman he had activated disintegrated in an instant, burning away on its own.
In the Southern Domain, a supreme expert had detected the Ghost Clan aura.
"A Saint King realm expert," Su Chen noted, observing the golden light breaking through the dark clouds above the secret realm. A majestic figure had appeared.
It was impossible for such an important event involving the fate of the Southern Domain's prodigies to lack supervision. Clearly, this Saint King had not been slacking.
Chen Xuan's Ghost Clan aura had drawn the Saint King's attention. The expert intended to capture him and interrogate him about the Ghost Clan's whereabouts.
Chen Xuan had relied on the saint talisman given to him by the Ghost Clan girl as a life-saving measure. However, to activate its full power and awaken half of the suppressed Ghost Clan expert's consciousness, he needed to kill over half of the Southern Domain's prodigies. In his rage to kill Dongfang Yunxing, he had forgotten the girl's instructions.
Now, Dongfang Yunxing still lived, the Ghost Clan expert's consciousness had not awakened, and the saint talisman was gone.
Chen Xuan had exhausted every means at his disposal.
"No! I am a noble transmigrator! I have an invincible system! I, Chen Xuan, am destined to stand at the peak of the world! How can I die at the hands of you natives?!"
His unwilling roar echoed through the air.
Just as the Saint King was about to seize him, the expert suddenly stopped. A terrifying power surged from the void, accompanied by a streak of gray light. Chen Xuan vanished.
"That aura…" The Saint King's expression turned grave. He immediately used a great divine ability to teleport everyone out of the secret realm before hurriedly departing. A major event was about to unfold.
Many prodigies remained confused, unsure what had just happened or why they had been forcibly ejected.
Inside the Heaven's Mandate Pearl, Su Chen found the situation quite interesting.
"It seems this world is destined to become turbulent."
The Saint King's cultivation was too shallow to see the full picture, but Su Chen understood clearly. The existence that had rescued Chen Xuan was a peak Quasi-Emperor. The rules it wielded did not belong to this world but came from another.
A peak Quasi-Emperor from another world hiding in this universe—what was their purpose? The answer was not difficult to guess.
...
"Why must we save this useless trash, Emperor's Daughter?"
In a certain region of the Vast Continent, a young woman sat by the shore, her crystal-clear jade feet gently swaying in the air. One of her eyes burned with green nether flames, while the other was a pure, eerie white. Her long, ink-black hair flowed like a river of night, giving her an otherworldly beauty. A gentle, neighborly smile hung on her face.
Behind her stood a mysterious figure shrouded in a gray robe covered in intricate runes. One skeletal hand gripped a staff topped with a gemstone. Inside the gem, countless faces screamed in agony, sending chills down one's spine.
The gray-robed skeletal elder sounded displeased. They had paid a heavy price to enter this universe and deliver messages to the suppressed Ghost Clan experts. Their plan should have been foolproof, yet Chen Xuan's impulsiveness had ruined everything. They now had no choice but to abandon the Ghost Clan powerhouses in the Vast Continent. This was a massive loss.
Yet the Emperor's Daughter had insisted on saving that human youth.
Now, not only had they lost the Ghost Clan experts, but they themselves would soon have to leave this universe. Otherwise, if the human powerhouses traced them back, escaping would become nearly impossible. They risked ending up like the suppressed Ghost Clan experts.
Hearing this, the girl brushed a strand of hair from her temple and smiled lightly. "Old Gray… perhaps the greatest gain from our visit to this universe is him. Even if we must abandon every suppressed Ghost Clan expert in this universe, we have to bring him back to the Ghost Realm."
The gray-robed skeletal elder was stunned. "That boy is utterly ordinary. His heart is impure, and he lacks any true martial will. What makes him worthy of such attention from the Emperor's Daughter?"
The girl's gaze turned profound. From the void, the unconscious Chen Xuan slowly descended into a container. The entire sea shattered like a mirror and turned into nothingness in an instant.
"He… is a transmigrator… That alone is enough."
Su Chen sensed a terrifying aura stirring across the Vast Continent. A Quasi-Emperor expert had taken action, wielding an Emperor Weapon that illuminated the entire land. The figure seemed to be searching for something.
Su Chen immediately concealed the Heaven's Mandate Pearl's presence and fell into a deep slumber.
"Master… Master…"
No matter how Dongfang Yunxing called out, there was no response.
One day passed. Then two. A month. A year…
The pearl remained completely silent.
Besides hunting beasts, raising his strength, and pursuing Chen Xuan, Dongfang Yunxing now had another goal: to find a way to awaken his master once more.
Ten years passed.
Dongfang Yunxing gradually rose to prominence. Across the Vast Continent, only a few ancient freaks could stand as his opponents.
While he continued training and clearing opportunities, a major piece of news spread throughout the Southern Domain.
The Sacred Son of the Great Sun Sacred Land—the number one power in the Southern Domain—was about to marry the Sacred Maiden of the Drifting Snow Sacred Land.
Dongfang Yunxing soon learned of this.
"Young Master Eastern, please save my lady!"
The speaker was a delicate young woman—Lu Xuewei's personal maid.
From her, Dongfang Yunxing learned the truth behind the political marriage. Lu Xuewei's Innate Nine Yin Physique was highly valued by the Drifting Snow Sacred Land. Their Saint ancestor was nearing death and wished to use the marriage with the Great Sun Sacred Land's ancestor to obtain a sacred medicine and extend his life by another era.
Meanwhile, the Sacred Son of the Great Sun Sacred Land could use Lu Xuewei's special physique to break through once more and step into a forbidden domain, becoming unrivaled on the path to Emperor.
Both sides would benefit greatly.
However, Lu Xuewei's maid knew the truth: her lady was no longer pure. If this were exposed, Lu Xuewei would face certain death.
Dongfang Yunxing's expression grew heavy after hearing the full story.
"Don't worry. I will definitely go and save Miss Lu," he promised.
Dongfang Yunxing returned to the Great Wind Dynasty and visited the ruins of the Dongfang's ancestral graves. He knew this journey might be his last. Neither the Great Sun Sacred Land nor the Drifting Snow Sacred Land would spare him. Yet he had no choice.
He was Lu Xuewei's only man. And she was his only woman. He could not turn a blind eye.
Dongfang Yunxing took out the Heaven's Mandate Pearl that hung around his neck. For ten years he had tried every possible method, but the pearl remained dim and lifeless.
He hung the pearl on an unmarked tombstone. He did not know his master's full title, so he simply kowtowed heavily before it.
"Master… this disciple has failed to live up to your expectations… I am about to do something very foolish. If I manage to return alive…"
Dongfang Yunxing looked up and saw a middle-aged man formed from white smoke quietly watching him.
Chapter 292: Rebirth - I Became the Grandpa (Part 16)
"Master… Master?"
Dongfang Yunxing was so startled by Su Chen's sudden appearance that he fell back onto the ground. Shock and joy flashed across his face, quickly replaced by guilt.
"Master… I…"
He stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.
Su Chen stood with his hands behind his back, quietly observing his disciple. "I heard everything you said just now."
Dongfang Yunxing lowered his head in shame. According to his master's usual style, he would have endured in silence and later slaughtered both the Drifting Snow Sacred Land and the Great Sun Sacred Land. Yet he could not bring himself to do the same. He was simply walking to his death.
Su Chen spoke calmly, "You were right about one thing. The choice you have made is indeed very foolish. However… In a person's life, one must occasionally do something foolish in the name of passion. Only then can one avoid losing oneself over the endless years."
In Su Chen's eyes, Dongfang Yunxing's decision was utterly stupid—little different from throwing his life away. Yet it stirred something in his heart, which had remained unmoved for countless millennia. It was a foolish act, but the Su Chen of the past might have done the same.
Joy replaced the shock on Dongfang Yunxing's face. His master did not blame him for his choice.
"Let's go," Su Chen said. "Your master will accompany you to see just how much weight these so-called Sacred Land orthodoxies carry in this world. They dared to lay hands on my disciple's wife. They must pay a price."
He stood with his hands clasped behind his back, his tone light and casual. Yet beneath that indifference lay an indescribable dominance.
Warmth filled Dongfang Yunxing's heart. He asked curiously, "Master, why were you silent for ten years?"
Su Chen: "..."
This disciple really knew how to ask difficult questions.
With an expressionless face, Su Chen replied, "Your master simply hadn't slept in a very long time. I accidentally overslept a little. At my level of cultivation, sleeping for a thousand years or more is nothing unusual."
He definitely had not been hiding from that Quasi-Emperor wielding an Emperor Weapon!
Dongfang Yunxing thought about it. It seemed reasonable. It was common for great experts to seclude themselves for centuries. Sleeping for a thousand years made sense too.
Still… why would a great expert need to sleep?
...
Inside the Great Sun Sacred Land, a young man dressed in golden imperial robes embroidered with sun god patterns slowly raised his head. Behind him, countless runes formed from solar power intertwined brilliantly, creating a rising sun.
His name was Yang Shentian, the Sacred Son of the Great Sun Sacred Land. He was the son of an ancient Great Emperor and had been born at the Void Refining realm. To solidify his foundation, he had sealed his own cultivation and re-cultivated from the beginning. In just twenty years, he had returned to the Void Refining realm. His talent was hailed as the greatest in the Southern Domain in ten thousand years, and he was said to possess the talent of a Great Emperor.
He also had another identity. He came from the Main God Hall. A peak great saint from that organization had died by chance and arrived in this world.
"Everyone says that transmigrators are discovered by the Transmigrators Alliance and given cheats," Yang Shentian thought with a mental snort. "So because I came from the Main God Hall, the Alliance didn't send me one?"
Still, he was quite satisfied with his current identity. As the son of a Great Emperor in a supreme Sacred Land, he would soon obtain the legendary Nine Yin Divine Body. Once he fused it with his own Nine Yang Divine Body, what kind of terrifying Talent would he achieve? Surpassing seven Emperor tribulations and gaining seven-star or higher talent would no longer be a dream.
The only annoyance was those old ancestors of the Drifting Snow Sacred Land. They refused to let him meet Lu Xuewei until they received the sacred medicine.
But it did not matter. Today, everything would be settled.
The Great Sun Sacred Land was filled with joy and celebration.
Today marked a great occasion in the life of the Sacred Land's Emperor Son. Countless forces had arrived, bearing lavish gifts. Divine dragons and phoenixes sang in harmony, while brilliant light bathed the entire Sacred Land.
"That is Lu Xuewei, the Sacred Maiden of the Drifting Snow Sacred Land," someone murmured as she appeared.
She was known as the number one beauty of the Southern Domain. Dressed in a fiery red wedding gown embroidered with golden phoenixes that seemed to soar across the silk, and crowned with a magnificent golden phoenix headdress whose tassels veiled her face, she was breathtaking. Even a single glance was enough to confirm that she was an unparalleled beauty capable of toppling kingdoms.
"Lu Xuewei, the number one beauty of the Southern Domain, has captivated countless prodigies. Who would have thought she would ultimately marry the Emperor Son of the Great Sun Sacred Land?
"Sacred Maiden Lu seems unwilling. Every step she takes looks like she is being pushed forward by an invisible hand. Even if she is unwilling, what does it matter? In the face of two supreme Sacred Lands, no one can resist."
"..."
Yang Shentian was very satisfied. The woman before him truly deserved her reputation as a peerless beauty.
"Are you willing to become the wife of Yang Shentian?" he asked casually.
Whether she was willing or not, he knew the only acceptable answer was one word.
That was enough for him. What he truly valued was her Nine Yin Divine Body, which would allow him to unravel the secrets of the Nine Yin Nine Yang and achieve an even more terrifying talent. Surpassing the Seven Emperor tribulations would no longer be a dream.
Lu Xuewei did not answer immediately. The fiery wedding dress seemed to have become a cage. The phoenixes embroidered on the red silk struggled and fluttered as if alive. The golden tassels covering her face trembled violently, along with her entire body, as though she were enduring unbearable pain. Her soul felt as if it were being scorched by flames.
This scene caused Yang Shentian's brows to furrow.
"I… I am not willing!"
The faces of Yang Shentian, the high-ranking elders of the Great Sun Sacred Land, and the experts from the Drifting Snow Sacred Land all changed dramatically.
"What audacity! How dare you deceive me!" Yang Shentian roared in fury.
As the seal on her body cracked open, he discovered that Lu Xuewei's Nine Yin Divine Body had already been broken!
In his rage, he struck out directly. A palm descended like a blazing sun, incinerating everything in its path. He, the illustrious Emperor Son, had been toyed with!
At that moment, from another direction, a black sun rose. Unlike Yang Shentian's radiant golden sun, this one was deep and dark like a black hole, its edges wreathed in inextinguishable black flames.
The scarlet sun and black sun collided.
A youth wreathed in black flames appeared, standing in confrontation with Yang Shentian. Behind him, the black flames coalesced into the figure of a three-legged nether crow.
Mysterious, noble, and disdainful of the nine heavens. Ancient hymns echoed between heaven and earth. He was the ancient savior. He was also the destroyer of the world.
Yang Shentian asked gravely, "Who are you?"
"I am Dongfang Yunxing. And I am Lu Xuewei's man!"