Chương 151: The Eldest Senior Brother of Falling Emperor Mountain (Part 16)

Long Qiu's words instantly piqued Su Chen's interest. What could possibly make a Quasi-Emperor handle something with such caution? Countless geniuses had tried and failed to comprehend it over the ages—including young Great Emperors who left empty-handed. Su Chen immersed his mind in the black demonic rune. A hundred years passed. Long Qiu asked, "Did you manage to comprehend anything?" Su Chen shook his head. Long Qiu looked disappointed. A great secret lay hidden within that rune.

Even Nangong Chen couldn't unravel it. In this era, it was likely no one ever would. Yet Su Chen felt no discouragement. He hadn't succeeded this time. But he was certain the rune contained an unimaginable fortune. If this lifetime's comprehension fell short, there would always be the next life. One day, he would master it completely. Long Qiu had no idea what Su Chen was thinking. He continued, "Nangong Chen, that old fellow left one more thing behind.

He said if you couldn't comprehend the rune, then you owe him." Su Chen knew the "old fellow" Long Qiu referred to was his master in this life. A bad premonition rose in his heart. Long Qiu didn't give him time to respond.

"That old fellow said you don't have to marry the little girl from the Purple Firmament Dao Sect. But you must have a child with her—to inherit the legacy of the Desolate Ruins Great Emperor." Su Chen: "…" He had thought the old man had finally let go. Apparently, even in death, he remained fixated on it. Long Qiu pressed on.

"Nangong Chen, just marry the girl from Purple Firmament Dao Sect. She's a Saint, possesses the Azure Wood Divine Physique, and has a long lifespan. She can accompany you for a very long time." Su Chen remained unmoved. Long Qiu kept talking.

"Over the years, she has often brought female disciples from Purple Firmament Dao Sect to Falling Emperor Mountain for discussions and to guide our disciples in cultivation. The disciples here all like her very much." Su Chen raised an eyebrow.

"Didn't she say we would have no further connection?" Long Qiu waved a claw dismissively.

"Women's words—listen to them if you want. The entire Azure Nether Dao Domain knows that the number-one beauty of Purple Firmament Dao Sect likes you. Whether you admit it or not, she has already won over Falling Emperor Mountain's disciples. The ones from a thousand years ago are now elders." Su Chen said flatly, "I am the mountain lord!" Long Qiu gave a sly grin.

"Mountain Lord, then just accept the little girl from the Lin family. Blame it on Falling Emperor Mountain's imbalance—too much yang, not enough yin." Su Chen smiled without warmth.

"Little loach, your courage has grown quite a bit lately. What exactly did Purple Firmament Dao Sect promise you?" If you discover this tale on Amazon, be aware that it has been stolen. Please report the violation. Long Qiu froze, then laughed awkwardly.

"This is the last wish that old fellow left behind." Su Chen grabbed the fleeing loach by the tail. Long Qiu let out a pig-like scream.

"Nangong Chen! Purple Firmament Dao Sect promised to find me a pure-blooded female dragon! I've bled and toiled for Falling Emperor Mountain for thirty thousand years—you can't ruin my happiness!" Su Chen said irritably, "Useless creature!" Long Qiu stared at Su Chen in shock. Although Su Chen hadn't unraveled the rune, he had grown even stronger. Long Qiu suspected he might no longer be Su Chen's match. Clutching his tail pitifully, Long Qiu whined, "But this really is the old fellow's dying wish."

Su Chen believed it. This was exactly the kind of thing the old man would do. Su Chen said, "This seat will consider it." After Long Qiu left, Su Chen's expression returned to calm. He was naturally aware of the changes taking place on Falling Emperor Mountain. He had orchestrated them himself.

"Perhaps… leaving behind a descendant wouldn't be so bad." Falling Emperor Mountain had consumed too much of his heart and effort. He intended to build it into a supreme orthodoxy. One that could protect and support his future selves. Doing it alone would not be enough. In this era, the difficulty of proving the Quasi-Emperor far exceeded that of a golden great era, multiplied several times over. Even he had no absolute confidence that he could reach the Quasi-Emperor realm.

Three thousand years later, Su Chen once again arrived at Purple Firmament Dao Sect.

"The Mountain Lord of Falling Emperor Mountain—Supreme Elder Lin said she is not in Purple Firmament Dao Sect at the moment." Su Chen's expression turned strange. His aura was deep as an abyss, vast as the sea, eclipsing sun, moon, and stars.

"Is this truly what your Supreme Elder Lin said?" The elder who came to deliver the message trembled violently, drenched in cold sweat. He forced himself to speak.

"Mountain Lord, Supreme Elder Lin truly is not in Purple Firmament Dao Sect. Please, Mountain Lord, wait a few more days." Su Chen nodded. Three months later. Su Chen asked again, "Has your Supreme Elder Lin still not returned to the sect?" The elder from Purple Firmament Dao Sect inwardly wailed. He could only nod with gritted teeth. Su Chen smiled faintly. Three years later. Su Chen continued, "Has your Supreme Elder Lin returned to the sect yet?" The elder from Purple Firmament Dao Sect dared not reply.

He stood there shaking in fear. Su Chen let out a soft sigh.

"Fine. Fine." With that, he took a single step. In an instant, he appeared high above Purple Firmament Dao Sect. Purple qi swirled through the sect. Billions of thunderbolts converged toward Su Chen in a roaring torrent.

"Nangong Chen, what are you doing? Do you intend to force your way into my Purple Firmament Dao Sect?" A heaven-shaking voice erupted from within the sect. Su Chen looked at the newcomer and spoke indifferently.

"Lin Yu, withdraw the formation. Otherwise, this seat will tear apart your turtle shell of a sect." A figure clad in magnificent robes and crowned with feathers flew out from Purple Firmament Dao Sect. It was none other than the ancient monstrous prodigy who had once been defeated by Su Chen. Now he was the sect master of Purple Firmament Dao Sect. His cultivation had recently broken through to the Saint King realm, though it had not yet fully stabilized. The moment he saw Su Chen, his expression stiffened.

The gap between Saint King and Great Saint was simply too vast. His tone softened at once.

"Nangong Chen, what exactly brings you to my Purple Firmament Dao Sect?" Su Chen ignored the question. He continued calmly, "This seat will count to three. Either remove this turtle shell yourself, or this seat will remove it for you." There was almost no hesitation. The grand formation of Purple Firmament Dao Sect gradually faded away. Su Chen entered unimpeded. Lin Yu felt helpless. He knew Su Chen meant every word.

"Junior Sister Lin… I can only help you this far." After all, he was the dignified sect master. Being beaten in front of the entire sect would be far too humiliating. The next day, news spread that Purple Firmament Dao Sect and Falling Emperor Mountain were to form a marriage alliance. Specifically, it was between the Lin family of Purple Firmament Dao Sect and the Nangong Clan of Falling Emperor Mountain. At the same time, the long-silent Black Nether Demon Domain finally began to stir.