152: Chuanjie entered the mid-stage of Qi Refining, and Chuanwu obtained the opportunity of the Overlord Bloodline!
A large number of Spirit Crystals turned into fragments, and a massive surge of Spiritual Qi merged into Chuanjie's body. Chuanjie suddenly opened his eyes as the sound of shattering glass echoed from within him!
"Is this Mid-stage Qi Refining?"
Chen Chuanjie reached out, and the netherworld sword flew into his hand from not far away. With a casual swipe, a burst of Sword Qi gushed out.
"My strength has at least more than doubled!"
A smile played at the corners of Chen Chuanjie's mouth. Now he truly had the confidence to Face Shangguan Zhuiyue. Although the other party was also a heaven's favored daughter, Chuanjie was confident he could suppress her.
"Haha, Chuanjie, it seems you have some confidence for this trial now!"
Seeing Chen Chuanjie's successful Breakthrough, everyone smiled. Chen Changsheng patted Chuanjie's shoulder and said with a laugh.
"Father, although I'm confident, I can't say victory is certain. I still need to enter secluded meditation to study my sword techniques!"
Although Chen Chuanjie's strength had increased, he remained humble and still wanted to raise his power by another level.
"Good, you stay in seclusion until that Witch comes to challenge you!"
Chen Changsheng naturally felt that the more stable this matter was for Chuanjie, the better. So he nodded and left the Spiritual Land, but before leaving, he called Chen Chuanwu out!
Because Chen Changsheng had just seen a flicker of loneliness in Chuanwu's eyes!
Indeed!
Chuanwu used to be the Family's reliance, but after stepping onto the Immortal Path, he only had the Aptitude of a five-element spiritual root. His cultivation was slow, and he had lost his role as the Family's protector.
Having always considered himself the eldest brother, he likely felt unsettled being unable to protect his Family.
Thinking of this, Chen Changsheng decided to tell Chen Chuanwu about the Stone Clan Tyrant Blood. Whether to risk a near-certain death to inherit the Stone Clan Tyrant Blood was a choice Chuanwu had to make for himself!
"Chuanwu, I called you over to tell you about an Opportunity!"
Chen Changsheng gazed at Chuanwu for a long time before suddenly speaking.
"What Opportunity, Father?"
Chuanwu looked bewildered, unable to figure out how he had come across an Opportunity.
After a long silence, Chen Changsheng finally spoke.
"The Stone Clan Holy Land has a drop of Essence Blood left by a Nascent Soul Body Cultivator. Chuanwu, if you can absorb its essence, you can forge a supreme Body Cultivator Foundation and even practice a Body Tempering Method that leads directly to the Nascent Soul stage, but..."
Chen Changsheng paused here, and a sharp light already gleamed in Chen Chuanwu's eyes. He looked at Chen Changsheng excitedly and asked:
"Father? For real? This is a heaven-sent Opportunity!"
A Nascent Soul Immortal Master was a thing of myth and legend in Annan Prefecture. After all, the highest-level Cultivator in Annan Prefecture was only at the Foundation Establishment Stage, let alone Nascent Soul.
So Chen Changsheng's words immediately gave Chen Chuanwu a shock like a nuclear explosion in his heart!
"It's true, but... this Opportunity isn't easy to get! To fuse with that drop of Nascent Soul Body Cultivator Essence Blood, you must Face a near-certain death risk. Chuanwu, do you want to try?"
Looking at the excited Chuanwu, Chen Changsheng still spoke of the dangers. As expected, Chuanwu calmed down upon hearing this. He wasn't someone to be blinded by Opportunity; he understood well that the greater the Opportunity, the higher the risk.
"Think it over yourself; there's no rush to give me an answer!"
Seeing Chuanwu's conflicted expression, Chen Changsheng gave him time to think and turned to leave.
At that moment, Chuanwu's voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Father. I want to try!"
Chen Changsheng turned back to see Chen Chuanwu's determined eyes. There was no recklessness or impulsiveness, only the resolve born of careful consideration!
"Father, our Chen Family still has many enemies—the Gu God Cult, the Lin Family of the Prefecture City, and that Witch's Fire Worshipping Cult. I can only protect the Family if I become strong. Father, let me go!"
Chen Chuanwu's tone was firm, his words resonant. Chen Changsheng sighed; he knew Chuanwu had always been a great tree sheltering the Family, and he wouldn't give up this chance to grow.
"Alright, get ready. We'll enter Ailao Mountain together tomorrow!"
Chen Changsheng nodded to Chuanwu and turned to leave the Spiritual Land.
That night, Chuanwu went home and didn't tell his wife about the risky plan to fuse with the Tyrant Blood. He simply had a quiet meal with the three of them, savoring the beauty of being together as a Family.
The next day, Chuanwu sought out Chen Changsheng early and waited in front of his study.
"Father, I'm ready!"
Chen Changsheng patted Chuanwu's shoulder. He knew this was the path the child had chosen for himself; he should walk it, and he shouldn't stop him.
"Let's go!"
The two went down Jade Dragon Peak, headed straight for the Black Ice Platform to find Old Kuai, and then had him lead them into Ailao Mountain.
Passing through Ailao Mountain and entering the valley where the Stone Clan lived, Shi Wuxiu was already waiting in front of the cave.
"Head of the Chen Family, I see your son indeed has a good Face for a Body Cultivator. Have you told him about all the risks?"
Shi Wuxiu took a deep look at Chen Chuanwu and then asked Chen Changsheng with a chuckle.
"He understands everything! Take him and let him try!"
Chen Changsheng nodded and looked back at Chuanwu, who had a look of determination on his Face!
"Good! Letting him try isn't hard, but before that, you must have him agree to a condition!"
The laughing Shi Wuxiu suddenly became serious. Chen Changsheng frowned slightly; there had been no mention of conditions when they agreed before. These old men were indeed full of schemes.
"What condition? Let me hear it first!"
Chen Changsheng asked back, his tone somewhat displeased. Shi Wuxiu laughed and said:
"It's not hard, actually. I only hope that if your son can inherit my Stone Clan Tyrant Blood, he will help us kill someone!"
"Who?"
Chen Changsheng's brow remained furrowed. Someone even the Stone Clan was helpless against certainly wouldn't be simple.
"One of the Three Great Immortal Clans of Annan Prefecture City—the Xiao Family's Clan Chief, Xiao Pengfei!"
Chen Changsheng's Face immediately turned grim upon hearing this. Each of the Three Great Immortal Clans in the Prefecture City was a major power with Foundation Establishment experts. If Chuanwu agreed, he would first be making a major enemy for himself!
Chen Changsheng was about to refuse without a second thought, but at that moment, Chen Chuanwu's voice suddenly came from behind him:
"Fine! Senior Shi, as long as I can accept the Stone Clan Tyrant Blood, I will definitely bring you Xiao Pengfei's head!"
Chen Chuanwu cupped his hands to Shi Wuxiu with a gaze full of determination. Chen Changsheng turned and asked Chuanwu:
"Do you know that the chiefs of the Three Great Immortal Clans are all at the Foundation Establishment Stage?"
Chen Chuanwu grinned at Chen Changsheng: "Father, if I accept the Legacy, the Stone Clan will have shown me great kindness. If I have the strength then, I should naturally repay that kindness!"
Then Chen Chuanwu looked at Shi Wuxiu again, cupped his hands, and said: "Senior Shi, if I cannot break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage after accepting the Legacy, then this revenge will naturally be out of the question..."
Shi Wuxiu laughed loudly. He slapped Chen Chuanwu on the shoulder and said proudly:
"Kid, you're quite shrewd. But don't worry, as long as you can inherit my Stone Clan Tyrant Blood and Cultivate the Archaic Tyrant Body Cultivation Method, a mere Foundation Establishment is nothing but an ant, easily extinguished with a flick of a finger!"