Chapter 162 - 162
Chapter 162: You Already Called Me Brother
"Uncle Chen, you're here."
Before long, Lu Qingyun finished practicing her Immortal Art and came over to greet Chen Wangu with a smile.
Chen Wangu was visibly moved. After returning the greeting, he turned to Lu Xunxian.
"As expected of your daughter. A Peak Saint Emperor at such a young age--the Immortal Realm has probably never heard of anything like it."
"And if I'm not mistaken, Xiaoyao has also reached the Peak of the Saint Emperor Realm?"
"Uncle Chen, you guessed right."
Before Lu Xunxian could say a word, Lu Xiaoyao stepped through a Space Passage and appeared on Holy Maiden Peak.
Sensing Lu Xiaoyao's aura, Chen Wangu fell silent.
He could feel that Lu Xiaoyao's strength was likely far beyond his own. If they truly fought, he would probably be defeated in no more than three moves.
After a long moment, Chen Wangu let out a sigh.
"Heroes have always emerged from the young. I'd wager the champion of this Tiansheng Grand Tournament belongs to none other than Lu Xiaoyao."
But Lu Qingyun, hearing this, was not pleased. She pouted, hands on her hips.
"Uncle Chen, are you looking down on me? I'm not one bit worse than my brother."
Chen Wangu paused, then quickly smiled. "Not at all, not at all. Qingyun could definitely win the Tiansheng Grand Tournament championship too."
Only then did Lu Qingyun show a satisfied expression.
After exchanging pleasantries with Lu Xunxian, Chen Wangu got to the point of his visit.
"Old Lu, I've already handed off all my affairs. After the Tiansheng Grand Tournament, I'll ascend to the Immortal Realm with you all."
After all, Lu Xunxian was at minimum an Immortal King. Ascending alongside him would spare Chen Wangu a great deal of trouble.
He had also heard that in the Immortal Realm, major forces often stationed disciples at Ascension Nodes, waiting for people from the Lower Realm to ascend.
If you were lucky, you'd be recruited into a powerful force as a disciple.
If you were unlucky, you'd earn yourself a lifetime position as a mine worker.
Lu Xunxian looked somewhat surprised. "At this rate, it seems quite a few people will be ascending to the Immortal Realm after the Tiansheng Grand Tournament."
"Quite a few? Who?"
Hearing the tone in Lu Xunxian's voice, Chen Wangu was equally curious.
Lu Xunxian had already glimpsed the future and knew that over ten people would ascend after the Tiansheng Grand Tournament.
"You'll find out when the time comes. The secrets of heaven must not be divulged."
Lu Xunxian's expression was placid. Of course, the so-called "secrets of heaven" were a joke to someone like him, but to avoid unnecessary complications, he kept silent.
Naturally, there was also the element of Lu Xunxian wanting to keep Chen Wangu in suspense.
Sure enough, after hearing Lu Xunxian's words, Chen Wangu began turning the matter over in his mind.
"Quite a few"--how many was that, exactly?
As far as he knew, he himself and Old Xu were certain to ascend. Lu Xiaoyao, Lu Qingyun, and Luo Qianxue would also ascend together with them.
But that didn't really qualify as "quite a few." So who else was there?
No matter how much Chen Wangu pressed, Lu Xunxian refused to say another word.
Left with no choice, Chen Wangu suppressed his curiosity. After all, the Tiansheng Grand Tournament would conclude in just about a year.
"Quite the crowd. Oh, Old Chen, you're here too."
Gu Feng and Ye Wushuang arrived together from outside, and upon spotting Chen Wangu, they greeted him.
Chen Wangu's face turned to shock the moment he sensed them.
"You two have also broken through to the Peak of the Saint Emperor Realm?"
"Hehe, that's all thanks to Senior Lu. He took us on a trip to the Immortal Realm for some training and even gifted us an Immortal King Inheritance on top of it."
Ye Wushuang spoke with a shameless grin.
Chen Wangu's eyes went wide, his mind flooding with regret.
Why had he wasted time in Seclusion? He should have stuck by Lu Xunxian's side.
That was an Immortal King Inheritance! Even if it didn't guarantee a breakthrough to Immortal King, it would at minimum make reaching the True Immortal Realm effortless.
But regret wouldn't change anything now. All he could do was sidle up to Lu Xunxian with a shameless grin of his own.
"Old Lu. Brother. Look, they all got one. When are you gonna hook me up with one too?"
"You already called me brother--what else can I say? Here, take this Immortal Venerable Inheritance."
"Oh, brother, you're too generous!"
With a casual point of his finger, Lu Xunxian bestowed an Immortal Venerable Inheritance upon Chen Wangu.
To him, it was a trifle of no significance.
But seeing Lu Xunxian hand over an Immortal Venerable Inheritance with such nonchalance, Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng were absolutely floored.
That was an Immortal Venerable Inheritance!
Being able to hand one out so casually--didn't that prove that Lu Xunxian's strength was at minimum above the Immortal Venerable level, making him an Immortal Emperor?
The two immediately plastered on shameless grins and were about to step forward to beg Lu Xunxian for Immortal Venerable Inheritances of their own, when Lu Xunxian's voice cut them off.
"Inheritances are valuable, but you should never absorb a second one within a short period. At best, it would destabilize your mind and send you into qi deviation. At worst, your body would explode and you'd die."
The two calmed down instantly.
Compared to an Immortal Venerable Inheritance, they valued their lives more.
Besides, even the Immortal King Inheritance was more than sufficient for their current stage.
Everything else could wait until after they broke through to Immortal King. But that wasn't going to be a short-term endeavor.
As for Chen Wangu, after receiving the Immortal Venerable Inheritance, he was in no rush to refine it.
At his current level of strength, refining an Immortal Venerable Inheritance would be tantamount to triggering his ascension right then and there. Better to wait until after the Tiansheng Grand Tournament.
Lu Xunxian had anticipated this as well, so he stored the Immortal Venerable Inheritance in the form of a golden orb within Chen Wangu's sea of consciousness. Whenever Chen Wangu wished, he could refine it immediately.
At that moment, Ye Wushuang remembered why he had come in the first place and spoke up, his tone somewhat sheepish.
"Senior, the truth is, the two of us came here to discuss something with you."
"Oh? What is it?"
"Ahem. The thing is, in the entire history of the Tiansheng Grand Tournament, there has never been a participant at the Saint Emperor level."
"So we're unable to construct a Small World capable of withstanding a battle between Saint Emperors."
By the end of his explanation, both Ye Wushuang and Gu Feng looked rather embarrassed.
The Tiansheng Grand Tournament had always been organized by the Five Great Sacred Lands. Before Lu Xiaoyao and Lu Qingyun, the entire history of the Tiansheng Continent had never produced a Saint Emperor under the age of one thousand.
So in past Tiansheng Grand Tournaments, it had always been sufficient to create a Small World capable of withstanding Saint Monarch level battles.
"So you want me to create a Small World capable of withstanding a battle between Saint Emperors?"
Lu Xunxian had already guessed their purpose. He was somewhat surprised.
"Yes. We humbly ask Senior Lu to take action."
"Fine then. I've got nothing better to do anyway. Besides, it's also for Xiaoyao and Qingyun's sake in claiming the championship. Let's go."
With that, Lu Xunxian raised a hand, and in an instant they were transported to Chengtian Mountain.