75: Tianwu History

“Smack!”

“Yang Lingchen, are you trying to sleep with me, finish the job, and then kick This Young Lady away?”

Xiao Qingyun suddenly slammed her palm onto the table. The noise made the bowls and chopsticks jump, and her face was filled with anger and grievance.

“Qingyun, what is going on between you and Junior Brother?” Xiao Bitong asked, his face full of confusion.

“Anyway, he slept with me for several months and now he wants to dump me, boohoo...”

Xiao Qingyun instantly burst into tears, looking as pitiful as possible.

“It's a damn waste that she's not an actress! That acting is absolutely incredible.”

Yang Lingchen felt extremely depressed and couldn't help but curse inwardly.

“Bastard! You slept with my daughter and don't want to take responsibility? I'll strike you down!”

Xiao Bitong immediately flew into a rage. His eyes were wide open, and his entire body radiated a surging Aura, looking as if he was about to strike at any moment.

“Father, stop.”

Xiao Qingyun quickly stopped her father. If her father really killed Yang Lingchen, she would suffer a huge loss.

“Tong'er, stop.”

At this moment, Xiao Zaishan spoke. Although his voice was not loud, it carried an irresistible authority.

Xiao Zaishan then looked at Yang Lingchen and asked, “Lingchen, as your Revered Master, I will ask you one thing: did you and Qingyun truly consummate your relationship?”

“Well... we certainly did, but that was all her doing...”

Yang Lingchen was interrupted by Xiao Zaishan just as he reached the midpoint of his sentence.

Xiao Zaishan said, “Since you have already consummated your relationship and have been together for several months, as a man, you must take responsibility.”

“But...” Yang Lingchen tried to speak, only to be interrupted again.

“There are no 'buts.' Today, your Revered Master will officiate your marriage. The fifteenth of this month is an auspicious day; hold the wedding then!”

Xiao Zaishan's tone was resolute, carrying an Aura that made it impossible to refuse.

“Thank you, Grandpa. Lingchen and I will definitely be filial to you from now on.” Xiao Qingyun stopped crying and smiled, her face beaming with joy.

“Haha... one is my Last Disciple, and the other is my favorite granddaughter. I am truly happy that you two can be together.”

Xiao Zaishan said, his face filled with relief and satisfaction.

“Grandpa, please enjoy your meal. Lingchen and I are going out to talk.” Xiao Qingyun finished speaking and pulled Yang Lingchen away.

“Haha... go on!” Xiao Zaishan laughed, his eyes filled with blessings as he watched the two figures leave.

Yang Lingchen was dragged a long distance by Xiao Qingyun before finally stopping.

“Xiao Qingyun, what exactly are you trying to do?” Yang Lingchen said coldly, his eyes full of confusion and annoyance.

“To be your woman, of course!” Xiao Qingyun laughed, a hint of playfulness on her face.

“Aren't you just trying to use my Pure Yang Body for your Cultivation?” Yang Lingchen rolled his eyes at her, his tone full of mockery.

“Yes, at first, I did treat you as a tool for Cultivation, but as time passed and feelings developed, I realized I've grown to like you a little.” Xiao Qingyun said charmingly, a touch of sincerity in her eyes.

“Like me? You're not joking, are you?” Yang Lingchen said, his face displaying an expression of disbelief.

“Do I look like I'm joking?” Xiao Qingyun said, her eyes fixed intently on Yang Lingchen.

“Then will you still hit me in the future?” Yang Lingchen asked, a hint of expectation in his eyes.

“As long as you pay your Public Grain once a day, how could I bear to hit you?” Xiao Qingyun said, a mischievous smile on her face.

“Once a day? Where would I find the time every day? Once every half month at most.” Yang Lingchen said, his expression very firm.

“No way. At least once every two days.” Xiao Qingyun said, her tone equally forceful.

“No, when I enter secluded meditation, it takes at least seven days.” Yang Lingchen said, trying to argue for more time.

“Once every three days. That is This Old Lady's final bottom line. If you keep whining, don't blame me for being impolite.” Xiao Qingyun said coldly, a hint of threat in her eyes.

“Fine, three days it is. But you are not allowed to call me Xiao Chenzi anymore, or I'll go on strike.” Yang Lingchen said grumpily.

“Hehe... but I'm used to calling you that! Xiao Chenzi is such a cute name!” Xiao Qingyun laughed, her face full of teasing.

“Cute my ass! Xiao Chenzi is a term for eunuchs. Do you want me to become a eunuch?” Yang Lingchen said irritably, feeling utterly helpless.

“It's fine if I don't call you Xiao Chenzi, but the Public Grain must not be delayed. Otherwise, one day delayed results in a ten-day penalty.” Xiao Qingyun said, her expression extremely serious.

“What does 'one day delayed results in a ten-day penalty' mean?” Yang Lingchen frowned, a bad feeling rising in his heart.

“It means if you delay by one day, the penalty is ten days.” Xiao Qingyun said, a hint of smugness on her face.

“That harsh? If I delay for three days, won't she drain me for a whole month straight?” Yang Lingchen thought inwardly, his expression turning very ugly.

The two chatted for a while longer before separating.

In the following days, Yang Lingchen continuously Cultivated like a maniac. He knew deeply that in this world where martial arts reigned supreme, only powerful strength could set the rules, and the weak could only obey them.

Xiao Qingyun was no longer as aggressive as before, and she had become much gentler toward him, which made him feel slightly unaccustomed.

“Am I some kind of masochist? Do I actually enjoy her abuse?” Yang Lingchen secretly shook his head, feeling speechless about his own thoughts.

One day, Yang Lingchen arrived at the Wuji Holy Land Library. He planned to look for some books about the Tianwu Continent inside.

Because he had become the Disciple of Second Elder Xiao Zaishan, Yang Lingchen's current status was considered that of a Core Disciple.

After registering his identity token, Yang Lingchen entered the Library. On the first floor of the Library, he found a copy of the History of Tianwu.

This was a book recording the origins and historical changes of the Tianwu Continent.

Yang Lingchen began to read it seriously.

The Tianwu Continent was vast and boundless.

However, since his Transmigration, Yang Lingchen only knew about the Northern Profound Region and had no idea where the other places were.

The History of Tianwu, however, recorded a history that made people yearn for the past.

Legend has it that a million years ago, the Heavenly Absolute War God fought the Extraterrestrial Demon Race. He ultimately engaged in a decisive battle against the Demon Race Leader above the Tianwu Continent.

That battle shook the heavens and shattered the earth, splitting mountains and rivers. Ultimately, the Tianwu Continent was broken apart, dividing into five sections.

The current Tianwu Continent is divided into five plates. The largest plate is the Central Domain Divine Land, whose area is countless times greater than the other four plates combined.

The other four plates are the Northern Profound Region, the Eastern Profound Region, the Western Profound Region, and the Southern Profound Region.

These four plates are scattered deep within the ocean, separated from each other by tens of millions of kilometers.

Legend says that whoever can gather the five heavenly martial divine pearls can unify the Tianwu Continent, allowing the five plates to merge and become a complete continent once more... Wuji Holy Land, Holy Lord Hall.

“An You, have you found out who possesses the heavenly martial divine pearl?” An extremely cold yet pleasant voice rang out.

This was a woman with a voluptuous figure and exquisite temperament, around thirty years old. Her eyes held a hint of coldness. She wore luxurious robes and exuded an air of supreme authority.

“Reporting to the Holy Lord, according to the investigation, fifteen years ago, Xiao Zaishan and Zeng Shouchen entered that Secret Realm together.”

“However, after several years of investigation, your subordinate found that the heavenly martial divine pearl is not in Zeng Shouchen's hands. The highest probability now is that it is in Xiao Zaishan's possession.”

A man in black robes spoke respectfully, his voice low and hoarse... Yang Lingchen stayed in the Library for a whole day before coming out. Just as he returned to his residence, Xiao Qingyun walked in.

“Yang Lingchen, Grandpa is looking for you.” Xiao Qingyun said, her expression appearing somewhat anxious.

“What does Revered Master want with me?” Yang Lingchen asked curiously, his heart full of doubt.

“The Grand Elder also took on a new Disciple half a year ago. Hearing that Grandpa also took on a new Disciple, he brought his Disciple over, intending to make Grandpa lose face. Don't embarrass Grandpa later!” Xiao Qingyun said, her eyes filled with worry.

“Don't worry! If I lose, the punishment can be that I don't touch you for a month, alright?” Yang Lingchen said, a confident smile on his face.

“In your dreams! If you lose, you won't get any rest this month.” Xiao Qingyun smiled charmingly, then hugged Yang Lingchen's arm and walked out.