Chapter 315: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Part 3)

Winter passed, spring arrived.
Inside the house.
Su Chen was flipping through ancient books.
In the blink of an eye, another three years had passed, and Su Chen was now six years old.
He was gradually gaining access to the deeper secrets of the world he now inhabited.
His guess was correct.
He left the Land of Immortality and the Void Sea.
He arrived at a place called the Heavenly Gang Immortal Realm.
The Heavenly Gang Immortal Realm was vast and boundless.
The Great Jing Dynasty was merely the tip of the iceberg in the Heavenly Gang Immortal Realm.
However, this did not mean that the Great Jing Dynasty was weak.
The Great Jing Dynasty's founder was a ruthless man who fought for immortality.
Although he failed,
he was invincible throughout the three thousand states, conquering beyond the realms, and his territory was vast and boundless.
Later, after thirteen emperors, it gradually declined.
Just when everyone thought that the Great Jing Dynasty, this supreme power, would gradually decline...
The Heavenly Martial Emperor emerged from nowhere, achieving Emperorhood after ten tribulations. His talent rivaled that of his ancestors. He not only reclaimed the lost territories of the Great Jing Dynasty, restoring its former glory of all the states paying tribute, but also personally led an expedition against the Barbarian Wolf Domain. To avenge the humiliation of the massacre of thirteen states, he swore an oath not to return home until the Barbarian Wolf Domain was destroyed, attracting countless heroes from within the Great Jing Dynasty to follow him.
He saved the crumbling empire and avenged generations of blood feuds.
Perhaps the Heavenly Martial Emperor wasn't a good father, but he was a monarch with unique charisma.
Su Chen closed the scroll in his hand.
A golden character for 'fate' floated from his body.
The golden character for 'fate' seemed to grow larger as Su Chen closed the scroll.
The Heavenly Physician Emperor had declared that Su Chen was incapable of cultivation.
But...
If one path of cultivation is blocked, then try another.
No one could have imagined that in just three years, Su Chen would have devised his own path of cultivation.
The Path of Wisdom!
The entire Daoist path is contained within the Sea of ​​Consciousness, gathering a single point of righteous energy to open the Wheel of Wisdom.
Completely different from the mainstream paths cultivated throughout the heavens.
This path has no realms.
The more one reads, the broader one's knowledge, the stronger one becomes.
If one could see the end of wisdom, perhaps one could become an immortal.
Learning is boundless, without end.
Su Chen didn't know if this path would lead to the Great Dao.
But he had already cultivated it.
Su Chen decided to continue down this path.
“Little Chenzi, take my Fire Dance Across the Sky!”
A clear voice rang out from outside the door.
A thunderous sound, accompanied by a sky full of gray flames, crashed in.
Su Chen quickly protected all the books.
Thump
A long spear landed in front of Su Chen.
Nan Hongsang, who had just barged in, fell flat on his face.
Nan Hongsang stood up and angrily kicked the door twice.
"Damn formation! How dare you block my way! I'll tear this damn formation down one of these day!"
Watching Nan Hongsang struggle with the door, Su Chen smiled helplessly.
"Speak, what is it this time?"
Nan Hongsang suddenly appeared in front of Su Chen, slamming her hand on the table aggressively.
Her spirited little face, though angry, looked even more adorable.
"Father said he's going to marry me to you!!!"
Faced with the almost roaring voice,
Su Chen took a step back.
He covered his face with his hand to avoid being splashed by a sudden spittle.
Su Chen recalled that long ago, his mother seemed to have said she would arrange a marriage for him.
It was called a marriage, but in reality, it was about finding a powerful backer.
Su Chen didn't refuse.
It seemed the marriage was arranged.
"I should have known..."
Su Chen had thought his arranged marriage partner in this life would be a well-educated and virtuous young lady from a prominent family.
Or perhaps a brilliant and intelligent goddess from a great sect.
But
he hadn't expected his arranged marriage partner to be this martial arts fanatic from the Nan family.
Perhaps he should cancel the engagement.
Su Chen began to think.
"So you've come to cancel the engagement?"
Su Chen looked at the angry Nan Hongsang.
He was actually somewhat expectant.
Nan Hongsang shook her head, hands on her hips.
"Father said that if you want to marry me, you have to give me a betrothal gift."
"A betrothal gift is something I like!"
"I want ten Worry-Free Cakes! Otherwise, I'll tell Father you won't give me a betrothal gift!"
Nan Hongsang's mouth involuntarily watered at the thought of eating ten Worry-Free Cakes in one go.
She had never eaten ten Worry-Free Cakes at once before.
Su Chen: "..."
Although Su Chen didn't know how his mother had managed to persuade the Nan family to agree to give up their Martial Immortal Body,
he knew it must have come at a huge price.
If the two families knew
Nan Hongsang only wanted ten Worry-Free Cakes,
they would probably fall silent.
Su Chen waved his hand.
A box of Worry-Free Cakes appeared in his hand, containing twenty cakes.
Nan Hongsang stared at the box in Su Chen's hand.
Her steps were unsteady, as if she couldn't believe it.
"Twenty pieces, these are twenty pieces of Worry-Free Cake."
"Little Chen, you're so kind!"
Nan Hongsang quickly put away the box of Worry-Free Cake, watching Su Chen warily, afraid he might change his mind.
Seeing that Su Chen showed no sign of backing out, she finally relaxed.
"Today, the Ten Great Imperial Palaces are holding a martial arts competition!"
"Father said your constitution is very weak, you can't stay indoors reading all day, let's go join the fun!"
Nan Hongsang grabbed Su Chen's arm.
She pulled Su Chen along, leading him outside.
What the hell, a weak constitution means more outings.
However, Su Chen didn't refuse.
He had other plans in mind.
......
The Imperial Palaces were established by the Great Jing Dynasty, with branches in various states and regions of the Great Jing Dynasty.
Regardless of social status, as long as one has sufficient talent for cultivation, one can enter the Imperial Palace to cultivate.
Enlightenment for All
Within the Imperial Palace lies the highest cultivation resource of the Great Jing Dynasty, even receiving lectures personally from supreme beings of the highest rank.
Even most longevity sects lack such resources.
There are only ten Imperial Palaces of the highest caliber.
They have no names, only a sequence.
Every so often, geniuses from these Imperial Palaces compete against each other.
Competition fuels progress.
Song Wuxin was very proud.
He was merely the son of an ordinary family.
Yet, at the age of three, he was detected to possess divine physical talent.
The Great Jing Dynasty helped him activate his divine physical talent.
The elder of the Fifth Imperial Palace accepted him as a disciple.
At only nineteen years old, his cultivation had reached the Void Realm.
His future was limitless.
He shone brightly in the Ten Great Martial Arts Competitions.
No one in his generation could rival him.
"All the talents in the world are no match for this,"
Song Wuxin thought confidently.
He, Song Wuxin, possessed the potential of an emperor.
"Miss Nan...you can't go up!"
"I am also a disciple of the Imperial Palace, I want to go up too!"
Song Wuxin thought, "Could it be that someone is again courting death and dares to challenge me?"
He wanted to see who dared to challenge him.
He suddenly froze...