Chapter 314: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Part 2)
Snowflakes filled the sky, swirling into profound scriptures in Su Chen's eyes. With a single thought, he could create an immortal divine ability.
One million five hundred thousand points of comprehension was truly terrifying. But his body remained completely still, with no trace of qi stirring inside.
Su Chen smiled bitterly. His current body was far too frail. Even though his mother in this life had used the Wei Clan's connections to gather countless supreme treasures in an attempt to reshape his foundation, it had all been in vain.
In truth, his aptitude was not bad at all. With a physique of one hundred thousand points, reaching the Emperor realm would not have been difficult. Across the three thousand provinces, a Great Emperor would still count as a powerhouse.
Yet his greatest problem was not his aptitude. Even the greatest physician in the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, the Heavenly Physician Great Emperor, could not identify the true cause. He had declared that Su Chen would not live past a hundred years.
No one doubted the words of the Heavenly Physician Great Emperor.
In the vast Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, Su Chen's existence stirred almost no ripples. He was nothing more than a waste who could not cultivate. No one paid him any attention.
This was actually a good thing. At least he could stay far away from the imperial clan's struggles and live quietly as a small, unnoticed figure.
The weather outside was still bitterly cold.
Just as Su Chen was about to turn back and return to the house to warm up, a small figure charged straight toward him.
"Little Chenzi, so you're here!"
The neatly arranged flowers and trees were knocked into complete disarray by the tiny figure.
Su Chen stared speechlessly at the dizzy person before him.
It was a young girl dressed in fiery red battle clothes. Her long black hair was tied up neatly, and her usually spirited eyes were now brimming with tears.
The girl's name was Nan Hongsang. She had been born on the same day, at the same time as Su Chen.
Unlike Su Chen's unremarkable birth, Nan Hongsang's arrival had been accompanied by auspicious signs. Immortal phoenixes had descended, and strange phenomena had spread throughout the Heavenly Captial Dao Domain. She had been born a saint.
Great experts of the dynasty had declared that this girl would one day become a supreme Emperor.
Her talent was terrifying.
While Su Chen's birth had gone unnoticed, Nan Hongsang's had shaken the entire dynasty.
However, the Nan Clan had sealed away her saint-level cultivation so she could rebuild her foundation from the beginning, hoping she would achieve even greater heights in the future.
The Nan Clan and the Wei Clan shared a good relationship.
Still, Su Chen's acquaintance with Nan Hongsang was an accident he preferred not to mention.
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After spinning around a few times on the spot, Nan Hongsang squatted down, clutched her reddened little head, and wailed, "Little Chenzi, why are the trees here so hard?"
"It hurts… waaah…"
She cried pitifully.
Nan Hongsang had already broken through to the Spirit Soul realm. At that level, one could split mountains and rivers.
But Su Chen was still the Ninety-Ninth Prince of the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, backed by the powerful Longevity Wei Clan. Even the ordinary flowers and trees in his courtyard were sacred herbs and treasures that countless cultivators outside would fight over.
Su Chen thought that she truly deserved her reputation as a heaven-defying battle physique. After crashing into so many sacred trees, she was only dizzy, with no real injuries. Any other Spirit Soul realm cultivator might have needed to consider their next life after such an impact.
Seeing Su Chen remain unmoved, Nan Hongsang cried even louder.
Su Chen felt a headache coming on. If anyone else saw this, they would think he had bullied her. His reputation would be ruined.
He flipped his hand, and a delicate orange-yellow pastry wreathed in immortal energy appeared in his palm. In an instant, it created an illusion of spring's return, with a dreamlike floral fragrance that seemed to wash away all worries.
Nan Hongsang's delicate little nose twitched. She stopped crying at once. Her eyes sparkled with stars, and crystal drool trickled from the corner of her mouth.
This was the Worry-Free Pastry, inherited from the vanished Worry-Free Palace. It was known as a heavenly immortal delicacy.
Only Su Chen's mother in this life, Wei Qingyi, knew the recipe.
Su Chen had little interest in pastries. Every so often, his mother would send some over. He never ate them and simply stored them all away. After all, he would not refuse good things. Everything had its use.
Watching Nan Hongsang obediently eat, Su Chen smiled with satisfaction. This was exactly the right time to put those pastries to use.
Nan Hongsang swallowed a Worry-Free Pastry in one gulp and looked at Su Chen with eager eyes. She had eaten it too quickly to fully savor the taste.
She immediately set her sights on getting more.
"Little Chenzi, this young lady is so badly hurt. One pastry isn't enough. At least…"
Nan Hongsang struggled, counting on her fingers. She kept changing her mind, afraid of asking for too much. Finally, she held up three fingers.
With a grin that revealed two adorable little canines, she declared, "At least three pieces!"
Three pieces meant nothing to Su Chen.
But…
"Two. No more," he said firmly.
If he gave her three today, it would become six tomorrow and twelve the day after. He would go bankrupt.
Bargaining had to start early.
"Two it is…" Nan Hongsang's face lit up with a triumphant smile.
A few bumps on the head in exchange for two Worry-Free Pastries seemed like a very good deal.
She carefully held the pastries Su Chen handed her, her eyes narrowing with delight as she nibbled them in small bites, her face full of pure enjoyment.
A fire phoenix flew out and transformed into a barrier that blocked the falling snow.
...
"What a heavy snow."
In the depths of the palace, a graceful and noble consort extended her hand. The pure white snowflakes landed in her palm and turned into ice-blue crystals.
"Consort… the Snow Emperor has broken through in her cultivation. To celebrate, the entire Heavenly Captial Dao Domain will see three months of continuous snowfall," the maid beside her answered carefully.
The consort gave a disdainful chuckle.
"So this is a warning to me?"
The maid lowered her head and dared not speak further. Beings at the level of the Snow Emperor and her mistress were far beyond her ability to comment on.
A water mirror appeared before the consort. In it, two small figures sat on a railing, watching the snow drift over the river.
"It's the girl from the Nan Clan…A natural Martial Immortal Physique with a True Phoenix destiny. Good. She is the perfect guardian for Chen'er."
The consort smiled as she watched the scene.
She turned to the maid.
"Go to the Nan Clan on my behalf and propose marriage for Chen'er."
The maid trembled and asked cautiously, "Consort… that is the Nan Clan's Martial Immortal Physique. Would they agree to this marriage?"
A Martial Immortal Physique was far too valuable. No matter how close the relationship between her mistress and the Nan Clan was, would they really allow their prized genius to marry the Ninety-Ninth Prince who could not cultivate?
One misstep could cause the entire Nan Clan to turn against them.
The consort smiled faintly.
"The Nan Clan… they will agree. They must agree. No force dares to renege on a debt owed to me."
The maid felt an overwhelming chill upon hearing those words. She suddenly recalled that before entering the palace, her mistress had once been the figure who struck terror into countless dao domains…
The Absolute Heaven Demon Emperor!