Inside a luxurious palace within the Great Yan Royal Palace.
Patriarch Crimson Flame took a light sip of spirit tea, then looked with complex eyes at Chen Changsheng, who was sitting opposite him.
"Truly, the new generation replaces the old. I didn't expect that at such a young age, Fellow Daoist would have already completely surpassed an old fellow like me."
"Haha, Senior is being modest. It is precisely because the Great Yan Kingdom has someone like Senior, who dedicates himself to the country and its people, that we can have such a prosperous scene."
Chen Changsheng originally had a rather good impression of this old man, Patriarch Crimson Flame.
It should be known that he had also traveled and adventured when he was young.
Not only in the Great Yan Kingdom, but also in the surrounding four kingdoms. He had spent over ten years traveling around before finally joining the Profound Jade Sect in the Heavenly Luo Kingdom, the strongest among the four kingdoms.
Compared to the other three kingdoms, the Great Yan Kingdom could be considered an anomaly among the four.
The other three kingdoms completely upheld the concept of treating ordinary mortals like cattle and sheep.
However, the Great Yan Kingdom would promulgate laws beneficial to mortals and even restrict the sect factions within its borders, forbidding them from casually attacking mortals.
Although the effect was certainly not always satisfactory, the Great Yan Kingdom had undoubtedly reached the point of treating mortals as human beings.
Chen Changsheng inherently possessed memories of his past life. After experiencing the situations in other countries during his youth, he had always held a good impression of the Great Yan Kingdom.
And the person who had accomplished all this was none other than Patriarch Crimson Flame right before his eyes.
Hearing this, Patriarch Crimson Flame sighed softly.
"When I was young, I also came from the bottom and experienced too much of the world's fickleness. Therefore, after establishing the Great Yan Kingdom, I wanted to do something within my power for the masses."
"It's just that, after doing this for so long, I couldn't stop."
In fact, five hundred years ago when he broke through to the Nascent Soul realm, at the mere age of three hundred, he could completely have walked out of the Great Yan Kingdom and headed towards a broader world.
But he chose this little corner that was the Great Yan Kingdom.
There was no other reason. Besides not wanting the Yan family to completely decline after his departure, it was also because he could not bear to see such worldly suffering.
After all, he had also come from an era where people were treated like cattle and sheep.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng cupped his hands in admiration and said, "Senior is highly righteous!"
If it were up to him to choose, although he would not treat mortals like pigs and dogs, he absolutely could not sacrifice his whole life for the sake of mortals.
From beginning to end, he was a self-serving person.
And exactly because of this, he admired people like Patriarch Crimson Flame.
"Senior's losses this time are all due to Changsheng's fault. Changsheng truly feels guilty. Please accept this mid-grade spirit artifact, the Profound Jade Bell, as Changsheng's compensation to Senior."
"Sigh, it's just a small matter. As the pillar of the Great Yan Kingdom, as long as you are still a person of the Great Yan Kingdom for even a moment... What!? Give the Profound Jade Bell to me!?"
Patriarch Crimson Flame had been speaking plausibly and forcefully, but then he realized something seemed wrong with Chen Changsheng's words. He widened his eyes and saw that Chen Changsheng had already placed a palm-sized jade bell in front of him.
How could he not recognize what this jade bell was?
Wasn't this the mid-grade spirit artifact, the Profound Jade Bell, that had tortured him half to death earlier?
"This... how can I accept this!"
Although Patriarch Crimson Flame said this with his mouth, his eyes could no longer move away from the Profound Jade Bell.
This was a spirit artifact, a spirit artifact that only a Soul Formation powerhouse could forge, and it was even mid-grade!
Even if he sold the Great Yan Kingdom, he wouldn't be able to afford it, nor could he even find a channel to buy it.
Seeing this, Chen Changsheng chuckled softly, "Senior, please just accept it. A mid-grade spirit artifact is useless to me, and Senior's natal magical treasure was also shattered in this battle. You probably don't have a handy magical treasure to use, so this Profound Jade Bell is a gift to Senior."
Patriarch Crimson Flame still wanted to refuse; he wanted to say that he still had a few supreme-grade magical treasures.
But when the words reached his mouth, he couldn't say them.
He was willing to dedicate his life to the Great Yan Kingdom, but that didn't mean he could truly be like a saint without any selfish desires.
This was a mid-grade spirit artifact!
After hesitating for a long time, Patriarch Crimson Flame still reached out and accepted the Profound Jade Bell.
At the same time, the look in his eyes when he looked at Chen Changsheng again had become incredibly satisfied.
This junior is an honest and sincere person!
I heard he likes to take wives and concubines?
"Fellow Daoist Changsheng, I have a granddaughter named Yan Qing. She is the Eldest Princess of the Great Yan Kingdom. She possesses peerless beauty and excellent aptitude. Now, having only cultivated for a little over forty years, she has already broken through to the first level of the Golden Core realm."
Hearing this, Chen Changsheng thought of the woman who had previously gone to the Bright Jade Palace to deliver a message to him.
That woman was also at the first level of the Golden Core realm, and she looked to be about the same age as the sisters Bing'er and Xue'er.
Chen Changsheng was very sure that this was not the effect of taking a Face Preserving Pill or something similar; that kind of vitality unique to young people simply couldn't be faked by appearance-preserving pills.
It seemed to match the situation Patriarch Crimson Flame described perfectly.
However, although he often took wives and concubines, it wasn't because he was truly a sick pervert, so he said righteously, "Senior, what is the meaning of this?"
Patriarch Crimson Flame's old face blushed, but thinking of the Profound Jade Bell that he had already pocketed, he still shamelessly spouted nonsense.
"This granddaughter of mine is still unmarried, and I am anxious in my heart too. Unfortunately, my granddaughter is proud and arrogant. Not only does she have a supreme-grade spirit root, but she also possesses a Fire Spirit Body, so her requirements for her other half are extremely high, ahem..."
As soon as Chen Changsheng heard about the supreme-grade spirit root and the Fire Spirit Body, his eyes couldn't help but widen.
"Grandpa!"
...
At the Great Yan Royal Palace, Yan Qing hurried back all the way driving a flying boat. As soon as she returned to the royal palace, she saw the forbidden grounds that had already turned into a pile of ruins.
Involuntarily, she became even more anxious.
She only had the cultivation base of the first level of the Golden Core realm. Even though she was driving a flying boat, it still took a considerable amount of time to rush back from the Bright Jade Palace.
Therefore, the battle had long since ended by this time.
Yan Qing could only return to the royal palace and casually summon an imperial guard to inquire.
"How is the Patriarch? And what about that Wang Xuan and Patriarch Changsheng?"
That guard had also witnessed the great battle between the two Nascent Soul cultivators with his own eyes. Now, hearing Yan Qing's words, he immediately thought of the terrifying battlefield he had seen earlier and gulped.
"Reporting to Her Royal Highness the Eldest Princess, the Patriarch fought a great battle with Old Ghost Wang Xuan."
"Relying on his possession of a spirit artifact, Old Ghost Wang Xuan almost killed the Patriarch."
"Thanks to Patriarch Changsheng arriving in time, he displayed great divine might, killed Old Ghost Wang Xuan, and saved the Patriarch."
"Right now, the Patriarch is in the main hall of the royal palace with Patriarch Changsheng."
Hearing this, a flash of shock crossed Yan Qing's beautiful eyes; that Wang Xuan actually possessed a spirit artifact.
What was even more outrageous was that Wang Xuan, who possessed a spirit artifact, was actually killed by that Chen Changsheng?
How on earth did Chen Changsheng do it?
However, when Yan Qing arrived outside the main hall with a doubtful heart, she heard the sound of conversation inside the hall.
"Changsheng ah, when are you planning to marry Qing'er? What kind of dowry do you think would be appropriate for this old man to prepare when the time comes?"
"I dare not refuse a gift from an elder, but I just don't know if Princess Yan Qing is willing?"
"Hahaha, don't worry Changsheng. I, her grandfather, have already made the decision to betroth Qing'er to you; naturally, she won't object."
Yan Qing rushed into the main hall with a blushing beautiful face, only to see such a scene of a loving grandfather and a filial grandson.
"Grandpa! What nonsense are you talking about!"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
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e bizarre and supernatural had descended. The previous emperor was a thoroughgoing tyrant; no longer satisfied with human women, he had set his sights on a stunningly beautiful supernatural entity. He met his end in his bedchamber, drained of all his vital essence. As the legitimate eldest son and crown prince, Wang Hao was thus hastily enthroned, becoming the young emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty. No sooner had he awakened the "Imperial Sign-In Intelligence System" than he was assassinated by a Son of Destiny—a classic villain's opening. The Great Zhou, ravaged by the former emperor's excesses, was in national decline. The great families within its borders harbored their own treacherous schemes, martial sects began to defy the imperial court's decrees, and border armies, their pay and provisions in arrears, grumbled incessantly against the central government. Fortunately, the central capital was still held secure by the half-million Imperial Guards and fifty thousand Imperial Forest Army who obeyed the court's orders, along with the royal family's hidden reserves of power, barely managing to suppress the realm. As the Great Zhou's finances worsened and supernatural activities grew ever more frequent, the court sat atop a volcano. Ambitious plotters everywhere dreamed of overthrowing the dynasty, and even some reclusive ancient powers emerged, attempting to sway the tides of the world. At the first grand court assembly, the civil and military officials nearly came to blows, fighting tooth and nail over the allocation of fifty million taels of silver from the summer tax revenues. The spectacle opened Wang Hao's eyes—the Great Zhou's bureaucracy was not only corrupt but also martially proficient, a cabinet of all-rounders. Some officials even had the audacity to suggest the emperor release funds from the imperial privy purse to address the emergency. Wang Hao suddenly felt weary. Let it all burn.
