Chapter 316: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Part Four)

Song Wuxin was stunned.
What did he see?
His challenger was just a six or seven-year-old girl.
“You’re number one? Today, this grandma will challenge you!”
“This grandma will fight for number one!”
Nan Hongsang, barely half a person's size, stood proudly on the fighting platform, wielding a red-tasseled spear three times her size.
A six or seven-year-old girl actually wanted to challenge him?
Song Wuxin was completely bewildered.
Why would the Imperial Palace elders let a six or seven-year-old girl in?
“This little girl must have a terrifying power behind her, trying to set me up and make me promote her.”
Song Wuxin had many thoughts running through his mind.
He had often heard that many powerful and wealthy young men in the capital would sacrifice the interests of those without background to promote them.
Song Wuxin had always thought that being set up by powerful and wealthy people was something far removed from his own life.
Unexpectedly, today, he had encountered it himself.
However…
“I, Song Wuxin, am different from others. If you want me, Song Wuxin, to obediently admit defeat and submit to fate, that's impossible!”
He, Song Wuxin, will never submit to fate.
Nan Hongsang found the person before her strange.
That doesn't matter.
Looking at the fallen Song Wuxin.
Nan Hongsang put away her spear.
She didn't feel the joy of victory.
Instead, she felt somewhat dejected.
“Father said the genius who is the number one in the Ten Great Martial Academies is considered first-rate in the entire Great Jing Dynasty.”
“Father lied to me.”
How could a genius be defeated in one move?
The surrounding elders of the Imperial Academies twitched at these words.
A genius, that depends on who you compare them to.
Watching the two small figures gradually disappear into the distance.
The onlookers finally came to their senses.
"Was that the Martial Immortal Physician from the Nan family just now?"
"Only six years old, yet possessing such strength! Our Great Jing Dynasty will surely have another peerless emperor in the future!"
"Who's that next to the Nan family girl? Why does he look so unfamiliar?"
"I remember now, that seems to be the ninety-ninth prince, born six years ago."
"The ninety-ninth prince... what a pity. Even the Heavenly Physician Emperor declared him incapable of cultivation, a cripple... His Majesty is such a figure, why would our Great Jing Dynasty have a useless person who can't cultivate?"
"Do you want to die? Even if the ninety-ninth prince can't cultivate, he's still a member of the Heavenly Family. If this is overheard, it's disrespectful to the Heavenly Family."
"Thank you for pointing that out, brother."
"......."
Nan Hongsang looked at Su Chen curiously.
"Little Chen, what's wrong?"
Su Chen calmly shook his head.
Even though he had walked a long way,
he still heard a lot of talk about him.
However, he didn't care about any of it.
He let Nan Hongsang pull him along, heading to the next location.
The capital of the Great Jing Dynasty was vast.
It formed its own great domain.
It truly lived up to its reputation as the most prosperous place in the entire Great Jing Dynasty.
In a month, Su Chen and Nan Hongsang had only traversed a tiny fraction of it.
Su Chen hadn't felt this relaxed in a long time, walking through bustling streets.
"What's that!"
Nan Hongsang suddenly exclaimed.
She was always interested in anything exciting.
Su Chen looked over...
A large crowd had gathered around a central area, including several distinguished individuals.
Su Chen squeezed in with Nan Hongsang.
Inside sat an elderly man with white hair, his eyes covered by a black cloth. One hand held the Qingfeng Dao Banner, the other a chess piece.
Before him lay an ordinary chessboard.
Across from him sat a woman with a cool and aloof appearance.
The woman's beauty was unparalleled, eclipsing even the heavens and earth.
But even more striking than her stunning looks was her aura.
Strategizing with mastery, she held the world in her hands.
The first talented woman of the Zhuge family, a lineage of immortals—Zhuge Yao!
"Senior, I have lost,"
Zhuge Yao sighed softly.
The game wasn't yet hopelessly unwinnable.
However, Zhuge Yao knew.
At this rate, it was only a matter of time before it became hopelessly unwinnable.
She disliked wasting time.
“You little rascal, you're far too clever.”
“Those who are too clever are often misled. Your talent and wisdom will become your greatest obstacle.”
Zhuge Yao didn't seem to care: “Senior, are you truly not considering a deal with my Zhuge family?”
The old man pointed to the words on his staff:
“A half-step into the realm of the Victorious One, one can freely choose one supreme treasure.”
Behind the old man's head, a deep halo appeared.
At the other end of the halo, dazzling light shone, displaying countless supreme treasures.
A single one of these treasures, placed in the outside world, would be enough to cause a sensation, attracting numerous immortal sects and longevity families to vie for them.
But here, no one dared to compete.
An old man who possessed so many supreme treasures and acted so ostentatiously could not be an ordinary person.
Ordinary people couldn't possibly live in the capital.
Unable to discern his cultivation level, he must be a senior.
Zhuge Yao knew that obtaining the desired item in the name of the Zhuge family was unlikely.
She turned and left immediately.
A murmur of astonishment rippled through the crowd.
"Even the most talented woman of the Zhuge family couldn't defeat that old man by half a move."
"Just who is this old man?"
"For half a year, countless brilliant minds from great sects, peerless prodigies, even emperors have fallen, all ending in defeat."
"To defeat this old man, perhaps... only His Majesty can do it."
"Someone else went up."
"Huh?! Two little kids?"
"Nonsense, whose little kids are these?!"
"......"
Nan Hongsang pulled Su Chen through the crowded throng.
Nan Hongsang excitedly
"Uncle, can I play a game of chess with you?"
"I'm really good at chess."
Su Chen: "......"
It's 'good,' not 'good.'
Su Chen mentally added to Nan Hongsang.
Facing the inept yet playful Nan Hongsang, Su Chen would occasionally deliberately lose a couple of games to prevent her from having a mental breakdown and turning into a crybaby.
Nan Hongsang felt quite good.
The old man smiled faintly: "Of course, you can. Anyone here, whether human or not, is welcome to challenge me."
The old man pointed to the chessboard, gesturing for her to proceed.
Three seconds later
Nan Hongsang's eyes were lifeless.
She was utterly devastated.
Her enthusiasm vanished in three seconds.
Su Chen looked at the withdrawn Nan Hongsang.
He sat down opposite the old man.
"Little one, would you like to play a game too?"
The old man asked.
Su Chen nodded.
"I want to give it a try."
Su Chen gazed at the chessboard laid out before him.
From the outside, it was merely a simple chessboard.
But in Su Chen's eyes,
it was a vast universe,
firmly binding all living beings.
"A half-move victory over Heaven..."
The chess pieces in Su Chen's hand
were the heroes of this world,
manipulating all living beings, strategizing for eternity, and wrestling with the heavens.
This was a brutal battle.
Su Chen remained silent for a long time.