Chapter 273 - 188: Grandson

Chapter 273: Chapter 188: Grandson

Lu Changfeng received the news that the Icefield Army had reached the Northern Icefield Region while he was on an outing with Hua Yiran at Great Cyan Mountain, a famous scenic spot in Cyan Mountain Prefecture.

"Hmm, interested in taking a trip to the Northern Icefield Region with me?" Lu Changfeng asked, his arm around Hua Yiran’s waist as he looked out over the beautiful scenery of Great Cyan Mountain.

Hua Yiran shook her head. "I’ll pass. Yun’Er is rushing me to get back and help with the little Imperial Grandson."

「More than three years had passed.」

The child in Bai Yun’Er’s womb, Lu Changfeng’s first grandson, had long since been born.

The grandson was named Saint Qilin.

Lu Changfeng had checked Saint Qilin’s aptitude through the interface.

A generation removed, the Talents Saint Qilin inherited were slightly inferior to Saint Hong’s, but not by much.

Name: Saint Qilin

Root Bone: Hero (Inactive)

Talent: Supreme Talent [Demon God Body Level 0], High-Grade Talent [Saber Demon], High-Grade Talent [Flying Swallow]

Bloodline Talent: [Ancient Chaos Demon Dragon (Inactive)]

However, at this rate, Lu Changfeng’s bloodline would probably grow faint and diluted after a few more generations.

The decline of the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy in the Profound Realm was also a major reason for the bloodline’s degradation.

"Hmm, I should go over there and take a look," Lu Changfeng said.

Collecting Primordial Stones, Sword Manuals, and rare Talents were all things Lu Changfeng needed to do there.

The uses of Primordial Stones were extraordinary, needless to say, and every Rebirth Realm expert might have a private stash.

Saint Hong had now reached the Rebirth Realm, and as his father, Lu Changfeng couldn’t very well go rifling through his son’s pockets.

He could only go search for them himself in the Northern Icefield Region.

The Sword Manuals were for his Longevity Sword Dao to devour.

Lu Changfeng had already collected over ninety-nine percent of the Sword Manuals within the Holy Country’s borders.

Storing them all in the Dragon’s Space, the Sword Manuals were equivalent to Lu Changfeng’s ’lifespan’.

Even if the Day Count Reset one day, causing Lu Changfeng’s Realm to plummet until he became an ordinary person, as long as he had enough Sword Manuals, Lu Changfeng could endure it!

In the Holy Country today, under Lu Changfeng’s direction, the number of sword cultivators had greatly increased, but those who could create their own Swordsmanship were still a minority.

At most, about fifty new Sword Manuals were created and presented to Lu Changfeng each year.

When the contents of these fifty Sword Manuals were devoured by the Longevity Sword Dao, they only increased his lifespan by a dozen or so years. The number wasn’t bad, but Lu Changfeng was far from satisfied.

After all, no one knew how long the Day Count Reset would last.

From the current looks of it, the end of the Day Count Reset was nowhere in sight, and as for when the count would restart, it was impossible to know how many tens of thousands of years that would take.

Lu Changfeng escorted Hua Yiran back to the Holy Hall.

He played with his three-year-old grandson for a few days, then set off with the Fire Qilin—one man, one beast—toward the Northern Icefield Region.

Lu Changfeng’s power had already reached the peak of the True Spirit Body.

As soon as the time was right, Lu Changfeng could advance to the Celestial Spirit Body realm.

The Profound Realm could currently accommodate at least ten more advancements to the Celestial Spirit Body, but the number of Martial Artists with the qualifications to do so could be counted on one hand. Thus, Lu Changfeng was in no hurry.

If he weren’t reluctant to consume Primordial Stones, Lu Changfeng could have easily set up an advanced version of the [Gathering Array] to stimulate his promotion to the Celestial Spirit Body ahead of schedule.

The Qiankun Daoist was currently at the Celestial Spirit Body Realm.

Across the entire Profound Realm, the Qiankun Daoist was likely the only one at the Celestial Spirit Body level.

At least, Lu Changfeng hadn’t discovered the existence of any other hidden old monsters.

The Fire Qilin controlled the clouds, streaking across the sky at full speed.

For over twenty years, the Fire Qilin had often been by Lu Changfeng’s side. Although it hadn’t recovered to its peak Great Demon Realm from the Ancient Times, its strength had risen to the peak of the Mid-stage Little Demon, just one step away from entering the Late-stage Little Demon.

The other member of the Demon Race who followed Lu Changfeng, the Floral Fiend Hua Chengyu, had long since voluntarily taken up residence in the Holy Hall. She became the Holy Hall’s Palace Guardian Demon, responsible for tending to the growth of the flowers and trees within the main hall each day.

As a result, the scenery of the Holy Hall became a marvel of the Holy Country.

The Floral Fiend’s strength, like the Fire Qilin’s, had also stabilized at the Mid-stage Little Demon.

Perhaps seeing the Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy in the Profound Realm continue to decline, she had also given up on the idea of recovering her strength to the Great Demon Level.

...

「Meanwhile.」

In the Zhao Country Capital, within the Northern Icefield Region.

Today, the Zhao Country Capital was exceptionally lively.

It was the day the Emperor of Zhao Country was selecting an Imperial Consort for the Eldest Princess, Zhao Min.

Any citizen of Zhao Country who met the registration requirements could sign up for the martial tournament to select the Imperial Consort.

The tournament process was fair and just; the winner would take all.

Urged on by Bai Yimeng, Yun Tianming had, of course, successfully registered.

As for his identity, Yun Tianming registered as a reclusive mountain cultivator, fabricating a backstory about training since childhood in an unknown sect hidden in the mountains of Zhao Country.

This wasn’t a major issue. Due to the incessant warfare in this region over the years, many who disliked conflict had fled into the mountains. It was not uncommon for their descendants to occasionally emerge from seclusion, seeking to make a name for themselves.

Yun Tianming successfully passed the registration.

Today, he stood in the Royal Palace Square among the other contestants. There were one hundred and thirty participants in total. Due to an age limit of forty, most of them were in the Tendon Transformation Realm.

After all, participants like Yun Tianming, who were in their thirties and at the Bone Refining Realm, were in the minority.

Yun Tianming still had a high probability of becoming the Imperial Consort.

A bell chimed.

The surrounding soldiers all knelt in unison.

The one hundred and thirty contestants also knelt, though in a much more disorderly fashion.

Then, the Emperor of Zhao Country, Zhao Song, strode onto the Royal Palace Square, clad in yellow robes.

At his side was a stunningly beautiful woman in palace attire. Her lovely eyes swept across the contestants; as expected, this was the Eldest Princess!

The beauty of the Eldest Princess surpassed all the contestants’ expectations.