Chapter 314: Dajing Immortal Dynasty (2)

A Lonely Shadow on a Cold River
The swirling snowflakes, in Su Chen's eyes, formed astonishing scriptures.
With a single thought, he could create an immortal divine power.
A comprehension level of 1.5 million was terrifying.
However,
his internal energy remained completely still.
Su Chen smiled bitterly.
His body was far too weak. Even though his birth mother in this life had used the Wei family's connections to mobilize numerous treasures to reverse his physique, it was useless.
In truth, his aptitude wasn't bad; a physique of 100,000 made becoming an Emperor not difficult.
Across the three thousand Dao Provinces, an Emperor was considered a powerful figure.
But his biggest problem wasn't aptitude.
Even the Heavenly Physician Emperor, the most skilled physician in the Great Jing Dynasty, couldn't find the true cause.
And he predicted that Su Chen wouldn't live past a hundred.
These were the words of the Heavenly Physician Emperor.
No one questioned them.
Su Chen's existence caused little stir in the vast Great Jing Dynasty.
A useless person incapable of cultivation.
No one cared.
This was a good thing.
At least he could stay away from the power struggles of the royal family and quietly remain an invisible figure.
The weather outside was still too cold.
Just as Su Chen was about to leave and return indoors to warm up,
"Little Chenzi, so you're here!"
A figure rushed in.
The meticulously tended flowers, plants, and trees were instantly thrown into disarray by the small figure.
Su Chen stared speechlessly at the dizzy figure before him.
A little girl dressed in a fiery red outfit, her long black hair tied up, her spirited eyes now brimming with tears.
The little girl's name was Nan Hongsang, born at the same time as Su Chen—on the same day, month, and year.
Unlike Su Chen's ordinary birth.
On the day of Nan Hongsang's birth, auspicious omens arose, a celestial phoenix appeared, and extraordinary phenomena spread throughout the Heavenly Capital Dao Domain; he was even born a saint.
A powerful figure from the Heavenly Dynasty asserted...
This woman is destined to become an unparalleled god!
Terror beyond words!
It can be said that Su Chen's birth was obscure, while Nan Hongsang's birth brought fame throughout the Celestial Empire.
However, in order to solidify Nan Hongsang's foundation and ensure her future achievements, the Nan family severed Nan Hongsang's Saint Realm cultivation, forcing her to start anew.
This might lead to even greater achievements in the future.
The Nan family and the Wei family have a good relationship.
However, Su Chen's acquaintance with Nan Hongsang was an unexpected event that Su Chen didn't want to mention.
Nan Hongsang spun around a few times, squatted down, and covered her red little head, crying, "Little Chen, why are the trees here so hard?"
"It hurts...waaaaaah!"
Nan Hongsang cried pitifully.
Nan Hongsang broke through to the Spirit Soul Realm.
The Spirit Soul Realm is powerful enough to split mountains and cleave rivers.
But what is Su Chen's status?
Even in his most destitute state, he is still the ninety-ninth prince of the Great Jing Dynasty, backed by the Changsheng Wei family.
Even a casual plant or tree inside the house would be a sacred medicine or treasure coveted by countless martial artists in the outside world.
Su Chen thought.
Nan Hongsang truly lives up to her reputation as a born peerless warrior.
She only felt dizzy after crashing into so many sacred trees, without any substantial injuries.
If it were any other Spirit Soul Realm cultivator, a single crash might mean they'd be considering their next life.
Seeing Su Chen's indifferent expression,
Nan Hongsang cried even louder.
Su Chen had a headache.
If outsiders saw this,
they might think he had bullied Nan Hongsang.
Wouldn't his lifelong reputation be ruined?
"No way!"
Su Chen flipped his hand, and a delicate, orange-yellow pastry, swirling with ethereal energy, appeared in his palm.
In an instant, a scene of revival unfolded.
Dreamy and enchanting, the unique floral fragrance seemed to make one forget all worries.
Nan Hongsang sniffed with her delicate little nose.
She instantly stopped crying.
Her eyes sparkled.
Glistening saliva dripped from the corner of her mouth.
Worry-Free Cake, a legacy from the vanished Worry-Free Palace.
Worry-Free Cake is also hailed as a celestial delicacy.
The method of making it is known only to Su Chen's birth mother in this life, Wei Qingyi.
Su Chen wasn't interested in pastries.
Every so often, his birth mother in this life would send some pastries.
Su Chen didn't eat them; he put them all away.
After all, he wouldn't refuse something good.
Everything has its use.
Looking at the obedient Nan Hongsang, Su Chen smiled knowingly.
Now she'd come in handy!
Nan Hongsang swallowed a Worry-Free Cake whole, her eyes fixed on Su Chen.
She swallowed it too quickly, not even having had a chance to savor the taste.
Nan Hongsang continued to set her sights on Su Chen.
"Little Chen, this young lady is so badly injured, one Worry-Free Cake isn't enough."
"At least..."
Nan Hongsang hesitated, counting on her fingers.
Sometimes more, sometimes less.
She was afraid of asking for too much at such a young age.
Finally, she held up three fingers.
Nan Hongsang grinned, revealing two cute little tiger teeth, and said, "At least three Worry-Free Cakes."
Three cakes weren't much to Su Chen.
But...
"Two, no more."
Su Chen said decisively.
Three pieces today, six pieces tomorrow, twelve pieces the day after.
Won't that bankrupt him?
Bargaining must start small.
"Two pieces it is..."
Nan Hongsang's face revealed a triumphant smile.
A few bumps and she got two pieces of Worry-Free Cake; it seemed like a worthwhile deal.
She carefully held the Worry-Free Cake Su Chen handed her, her eyes narrowed, taking small bites, her eyes filled with enjoyment.
A fire phoenix flew out, transforming into a barrier, isolating the falling snow.
.......
"What a heavy snowfall!"
In the depths of the palace, a graceful and elegant woman stretched out her hand; the pure white snowflakes landed in her palm, turning into icy blue crystals.
"Your Majesty... the Snow Emperor has broken through his cultivation, and to celebrate, the entire Heavenly Capital Dao Domain will experience three months of snowfall."
The maid beside her answered cautiously.
The beautiful woman chuckled dismissively.
"So, this is a warning to me?"
The maid lowered her head, not daring to speak further.
The Snow Emperor and her mistress were beings of a higher level, completely beyond her comprehension.
A water mirror appeared before the elegant and graceful woman.
In the mirror, two small figures sat on a railing, watching the snow drift on the river.
"It's the Nan family's daughter..."
"Born with a martial immortal physique, possessing the destiny of a true phoenix."
"Very well, she'd be perfect as Chen'er's protector."
The beautiful woman smiled as she looked at the scene in the mirror.
She turned to the maid beside her.
"Go to the Nan family on my behalf and propose marriage for Chen'er."
The maidservant trembled, cautiously asking, "Your Highness...that's the Martial Immortal Body of the Nan family. Would the Nan family agree to this marriage?"
The Martial Immortal Body was far too important.
Even if her mistress had a close relationship with the Nan family,
would the Nan family allow a Martial Immortal Body to marry the ninety-ninth prince, who couldn't cultivate?
A single misstep could cause the entire Nan family to fall apart.
The beautiful woman smiled faintly.
"The Nan family...they will agree, and they must agree."
"No power dares to renege on a favor owed to me."
Upon hearing this, the maidservant felt an unparalleled chill.
She suddenly remembered that before her mistress entered the palace,
she was someone who struck fear into the hearts of countless Dao Realms...
The Absolute Heaven Demon Emperor!