Immortal of the Nine Realms

The moment everyone saw the wheelchair, they immediately seemed to realize who had arrived. They hastily adopted a respectful expression and lowered their heads.

A robust, middle-aged man pushed the wheelchair out from the Xie Zhi Door and came to a stop before the crowd.

Second Uncle?

Standing not far away, Fang Chen recognized the man at a glance. He looked exactly like his Second Uncle, Fang Cangyou. Whether it was the smile on his face or the demeanor, he was practically identical to Fang Cangyou.

Fang Chen felt a surge of emotion in his heart, a smile and a trace of anticipation gradually appearing in his eyes. As expected, it is not without reason that my bloodline is so pure.

Since Fang Cangyou existed in this era, then his father and aunt should be here too.

"The wheelchair..."

Fang Chen's gaze suddenly locked onto the wheelchair beneath Fang Cangyou. A bolt of clarity seemed to flash through his mind as a thought struck him.

Back when the Grand Xia Empire began to show signs of decline and the Fang family was in a precarious situation, Fang Cangyou had suddenly started using a wheelchair one day. Could that really have been a mere coincidence?

"Ancestor." Fang Han walked forward respectfully and cupped his hands in salutation. "I have successfully advanced to the sixth transformation."

"He really is at the sixth transformation!"

The crowd gasped in admiration.

Fang Cangyou burst into a loud laugh. "Good, very good! Your talent is truly remarkable. It's no wonder you could break the Saint Tower's record at such a young age. I see great hope for you to break your limits in the future. For the upcoming celebration, you shall lead the younger generation of the Fang clan to maintain order in Zanglong City."

Hearing that, those of the younger generation revealed looks of envy and jealousy. They all knew that this celebration was also the very day Ancestor Lie would become a Saint.

If Fang Han were to lead the younger generation in maintaining order, it would naturally allow him to cut a striking figure before all the various factions. It was also a disguised way of announcing to everyone that Fang Han was the core disciple the Fang family intended to groom exclusively in the future. He would become the leader of the younger generation!

Fang Han suddenly hesitated. "Ancestor, you are entrusting this matter to me?"

"What is there to fear? If there is anything you don't understand, just ask your uncles and elders."

Fang Cangyou waved his hand. He then suddenly spun his wheelchair around and looked at Fang Chen. He smiled faintly and said, "Kid, come with me."

The crowd was taken aback.

"Who is that?"

Fang Han was surprised. Having spent many years inside the Saint Tower, he was entirely unaware of Fang Chen's existence.

Fang Chen was equally surprised, yet he nodded with a smile and followed Fang Cangyou. Once the two of them had walked a distance away, Fang Han asked his peers out of curiosity, "Who is that person? Why does he look so unfamiliar?"

"That is Ancestor Chen. His seniority is far higher than ours, and his bloodline is so incredibly pure that he is suspected to be a Third Generation Ancestor," whispered someone.

"A Third Generation Ancestor?"

Fang Han was startled, then a trace of awe appeared in his eyes. His curiosity only grew. "I have met all the Third Generation Ancestors. Why haven't I seen him?"

"Word is that this ancestor suffered an injury outside and lost his memory, so it is only normal that you haven't seen him. Even the older ancestors in the family don't seem to recognize him. However, the bloodline doesn't lie. He is indeed a member of our Fang clan."

Fang Han murmured softly, "So that's how it is..."

***

Fang Cangyou had been rolling along ahead, with Fang Chen lagging half a step behind him. When the two arrived at the edge of a lake, Fang Cangyou suddenly spoke with an expression full of emotion.

"Kid, I really didn't expect someone from our clan to be chosen by the Reincarnation Immortal Sect."

The Reincarnation Immortal Sect?!

Fang Chen smiled. "I don't know what you are talking about."

Fang Cangyou tilted his head, looking at Fang Chen with a half-smile. "You don't know? Then do you still want the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower?"

Fang Chen's expression shifted. "What do you mean by this?"

"Let me put it plainly. Long before you arrived, I knew you would come here, and I knew of a figure like you. But all of this was told to us back then by that senior from the Reincarnation Immortal Sect. When he handed over the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower to the Old Master back then, he said that once the Old Master became a Saint, the tower would be returned, and a certain little fellow would naturally come by to take it away."

Fang Cangyou chuckled softly. "If that little fellow isn't you, who else could it be?"

A look of solemnity appeared on Fang Chen's face. "May I ask how this senior from the Reincarnation Immortal Sect is addressed?"

Fang Cangyou muttered to himself, "How is he addressed? Who knows. Back when the Old Master was young, that senior was already terrifyingly formidable. I suspect he might be a certain Saint of this era, but despite making inquiries in many places, I've never heard of any Saint having a Reincarnation Immortal Sect under their banner..."

He continued impatiently, "The Old Master sent me to tell you that he was originally supposed to return the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower to you a while ago. But he wishes to borrow it for a bit longer and will hand it over to you after he becomes a Saint. That won't be a problem, right?"

Fang Chen smiled. "You must be joking, Senior. I am not from any Reincarnation Immortal Sect."

"I've already laid it all out; why are you still pretending? Whatever, believe what you want. Either way, I've delivered the message, so just wait."

After saying that, Fang Cangyou pushed his wheelchair forward. At the same time, a massive Xie Zhi Door slowly opened up in front of him.

Fang Chen suddenly asked, "How should I address you, Senior?"

"Fang Cangyou! The 'Cang' of Heaven, the 'You' of the Nine Underworlds!"

Fang Cangyou laughed and disappeared into the Xie Zhi Door.

Fang Chen stood in place, pondering for a moment before turning to leave.

Meeting Fang Cangyou had been unexpected, and learning from him that he would have the chance to take the Eighteen Heavens Prison Tower with him was an even greater unexpected harvest.

***

A few years later.

On the day of the celebration, Zanglong City was exceptionally bustling. Not only were representatives of every Half Saint Clan present, but even disciples of Saint Races could be seen everywhere.

The disciples of the Fang clan, who had long been hunted by the Luoxue Alliance, were now walking openly on the streets of Zanglong City. They patrolled everywhere in squads of ten, maintaining order throughout the city. Today was not just the day of the celebration; it was also the day Half Saint Fang had publicly proclaimed he would become a Saint!

Fang Chen stood at the very peak of the Chaoxian Tower, which was already packed with ninth-transformation experts like Fang Ding. The thirteen Limit Breaking ancestors, including Fang Qianxue, were also present at the scene. Furthermore, the Half Saint clans that had previously thrown in their lot with the Fang family had also sent representatives, though their Half Saints had not yet personally arrived.

For instance, Wang Chongsong was currently standing right behind Wang Zhenlong. The Breaking Limit experts of these Half Saint clans were currently chatting and laughing with Fang Qianxue and the others.

Fang Chen quietly watched this scene from a corner while still holding curiosity in his heart.

Just what had the Fang Clan used to convince these Half Saint clans to completely abandon the well-established Saint Luoxue and side with Half Saint Fang, who wasn't even guaranteed to become a Saint?

Right at that moment, Fang Han, who was in charge of the public security and patrols of Zanglong City, cut through the air and landed right beside Fang Chen.

Seeing that, Fang Chen smiled and said, "It must have been very hard work during this period."

A look of satisfaction appeared on Fang Han's face. "Not hard at all, not hard at all. To be able to contribute a portion of my strength to the family has been my dream since childhood."

Just as Fang Chen was about to continue speaking, he noticed Fang Qianxue and the others nearby all looking toward a certain direction. Over there, the clouds and mist swirled, and hundreds of figures could be seen faintly flickering within them, roughly several miles away from the Chaoxian Tower.

For some unknown reason, Fang Chen suddenly found this scene somewhat familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before, yet he couldn't quite recall it....