Ascending to Godhood: I Can Foresee All Futures

Li Qianzhou couldn’t help but give a wry smile at her protectiveness.

"Vice Envoy Sun, you’re being a little overprotective. I assure you, I have no ill intentions."

"Thank you for your kind intentions, General Li. I appreciate it."

Chen Sheng first clasped his hands in thanks, then abruptly changed the subject. "By the way, General Li, do you know how things are over at the Jingwu Bureau?"

Chen Sheng hadn’t forgotten that while the battle of Wushan Mountain was underway, two other major storms were brewing in Ning’an Prefecture.

One was the Blood River Sect’s attack on the Danxia Sect, and the other was the Jingwu Bureau’s trap for the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance.

He was quite concerned about both fronts, but he couldn’t be in two places at once and was unable to intervene.

"Don’t worry."

Li Qianzhou stroked his beard and smiled with a hint of confidence.

"Since Envoy Nie and Lord Xie planned this long ago, they must have made thorough preparations. If those scoundrels from the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance don’t show up, fine. But if they dare to come, they’ll be in for a world of pain."

Although the Government Office’s strength wasn’t enough to crush the entire Ning’an Martial World, it could mobilize far more resources.

Whether it was reinforcements from neighboring prefectures or elite troops from the State City, they could ensure the Jingwu Bureau’s safety.

This whole setup was designed for the Cyan Flood Dragon Alliance to walk right into their net.

"Alright, our business here is concluded. I’ll temporarily leave the matter of the Wushan Yuan Ore in your hands, General Li."

Sun Yuzhi suddenly spoke, her words carrying a subtle, almost imperceptible urgency.

"I will take Captain Chen back to the Jingwu Bureau to recover from his injuries."

"Of course, of course. In that case, I won’t keep you."

A knowing smile flashed in Li Qianzhou’s eyes as his gaze shifted between Chen Sheng and Sun Yuzhi.

He couldn’t help but sigh to himself.

’So the famous Female Demon of Ning’an Prefecture can also have her heart stirred by a man.’

’But on second thought, it was perfectly reasonable.’

’Chen Sheng was handsome, exceptionally talented, and had an excellent character. If he didn’t lack a daughter of suitable age, he would have long since tried to recruit the young man as a son-in-law himself.’

’Sun Yuzhi had a discerning eye, repeatedly protecting him and showing even more concern than Nie Xuanfeng. A beauty and a hero—they complemented each other perfectly.’

’However, from his conversations with Nie Xuanfeng, he recalled that the man had mentioned the Nie Family was interested in a marriage alliance with Chen Sheng.’

’If that was the case...’

’...Chen Sheng might not choose Sun Yuzhi.’

’After all, the Nie Family was a thousand-year-old Noble Family that held sway over an entire state, their foundations unimaginably deep.’

’Sun Yuzhi, on the other hand, came from a common background.’

’Although she was a fifth-rank official and showed the potential to become a Grandmaster...’

’...she was still leagues behind the Nie Family.’

’Yet she was paying so much attention to Chen Sheng now.’

’Could it be...’

’...that she was willing to share a husband?’

This, however, was merely a passing thought, and he would never let it show.

He certainly wouldn’t embarrass Sun Yuzhi to her face.

"General Li, we’ll take our leave."

Chen Sheng clasped his hands in a farewell salute.

"Go on. I will also report your contributions today to the State City."

Li Qianzhou returned the salute solemnly.

Given his rank and Cultivation, he really didn’t need to be so courteous.

But Chen Sheng’s potential was simply too astonishing, so he naturally wouldn’t put on official airs.

If Chen Sheng truly formed a Golden Core in the future and surpassed him in rank, trying to build a friendly relationship then would be awkward.

It was better to treat him as an equal now and forge a good bond.

"You’re injured. I’ll give you a lift."

Sun Yuzhi’s figure flickered, and she was already at Chen Sheng’s side. Before he could answer, her arm naturally wrapped around his waist. With a gentle pull, the two of them soared into the air, transforming into a streak of light that shot across the sky.

In truth, Chen Sheng wasn’t really injured. In the battle at Wushan Mountain today, aside from some minor trouble from Zhang Daoming’s Mental Realm, no one else had been able to force him to use his full strength.

His Mental Realm, combined with his Nine Nether Profound Gang, had been overwhelmingly powerful, crushing everything in its path.

But he sensed her intentions and didn’t push her away. Instead, he leaned into her embrace, allowing her to carry him through the air.

Left behind, Xiao Jingheng stood stunned, watching their retreating figures, momentarily hesitant.

’Should I follow them or not?’

...

High in the sky, the wind howled.

"After we get back, I’ll request a commendation for you. Once Qingfeng Temple delivers the Spirit Marrow, you can refine it and should be able to reach the Peak of Profound Gang. At that point, you should start preparing to break through to Profound Mastery."

Her thighs brushed together slightly, and a faint blush crept onto her cheeks. She used the topic to hide her inner turmoil, but her body only pressed closer to Chen Sheng’s.

"The Profound Mastery Pill... can you get one?"

Chen Sheng’s eyebrow twitched.

The Mystic Realm was anything but easy to enter. It required compressing one’s Gang Qi into True Essence, a process far more perilous than any previous breakthrough.

The Profound Mastery Pill aided in this compression of Gang Qi, increasing the chances of a successful breakthrough by a flat thirty percent. It was a crucial item.

For this very reason, the pill was extremely difficult to obtain. The Alchemy Masters in Ning’an Prefecture were limited by the rarity of the required Spiritual Materials, and almost none could refine it.

To get this pill, one either had to travel to an Upper Sect and pay an exorbitant price, or search far and wide for one already in circulation.

For example, he had heard that three years ago, a single Profound Mastery Pill from outside the prefecture had caused a bloodbath in Ning’an, leading to months of unrest.

Of course, the Government Office and the six top factions had their channels. Though it wasn’t easy, there was at least some hope. The only channel he could truly rely on...

...was the State Government’s Martial Bureau.

"You’ve performed a great service this time. With both myself and Envoy Nie requesting a commendation for you, getting one from the State Government’s Martial Bureau shouldn’t be a major problem. You don’t need to worry too much."

As Sun Yuzhi spoke, her gaze shifted slightly, her eyes flickering.

"However, the Profound Mastery Pill is only one part of breaking through to the Mystic Realm. It’s best to find some other Spiritual Objects to assist, just to be completely safe."

Chen Sheng knew perfectly well—according to the "Seeking Fortune and Avoiding Evil" Celestial Book, Sun Yuzhi herself possessed a treasure that would be of great benefit to his breakthrough.

If she were willing to help, his success would be virtually guaranteed.

On the surface, however, Chen Sheng put on a contemplative expression and sighed lightly.

"I don’t have any valuable possessions, so I’m afraid it will be difficult to find any auxiliary Spiritual Objects in a short time. However... if I ask the Nie Family for help, there might be some hope."

"The Nie Family will only invest substantial resources in you after you are formally married into their family. You don’t even have a marriage contract yet, so why would they help you so easily? Even if they were willing, it would certainly come with conditions. I advise you to be cautious."

Hearing the words "Nie Family," Sun Yuzhi’s brow furrowed slightly.

"What kind of price?"

"You know the saying: ’He who takes a gift sells his freedom.’ If you accept the Nie Family’s resources before the marriage is even set, what if they use it as leverage against you? They might even demand you marry into their family. By then, if you want to take another wife, you’ll probably have to get the Nie Family’s permission."

Sun Yuzhi’s tone was low, as if she were weighing some options.

"I understand."

Chen Sheng glanced at her and nodded slightly.

"Forget it. For the sake of the great service you’ve done for the Government Office, I... I’ll figure something out for you."

Sun Yuzhi’s arm tightened slightly, her voice growing softer.

"Thank you, Governor."

An almost imperceptible curve appeared on Chen Sheng’s lips.

’Now that Sun Yuzhi has made the offer, getting that treasure from her probably won’t be too difficult.’

’And as long as he made these preparations...’

’...his breakthrough to the Mystic Realm would be foolproof.’

In the battle of Wushan Mountain, Chen Sheng appeared to have dominated the six top factions, suppressing all of the Ning’an Ten Heroes by himself. But as the saying goes, "The tree that stands out in the forest is the first to be blown down." The Iron Sword Sect, Luoyun Manor, and Golden Spring Temple—all of whom now held a death grudge against him—would certainly not let him be.

They would undoubtedly try every means possible to strangle him in the cradle.

Otherwise, given the strength and potential Chen Sheng had displayed, once he broke through to the Mystic Realm, they would have a hard time finding another opportunity. At that point, it wouldn’t be them causing trouble for him.

Instead, Chen Sheng would be the one to settle accounts with them, one by one.

Therefore, Chen Sheng was desperate to break through to the Mystic Realm.

Within Ning’an Prefecture...

...only by breaking through to the Mystic Realm could he possess the true power to protect himself.

Only then could he truly stand at the pinnacle of the Ning’an Martial World.

That would be the time for him to truly realize his grand ambitions!

At this thought, Chen Sheng couldn’t help but squeeze the slender waist he was holding.

Sun Yuzhi’s face flushed, and she shot him a look of feigned anger.

"Don’t get too carried away."

"Governor, my hands are a bit cold."

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