Chương 319: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Part 7)

"Young man, by contemplating the meaning of life, you have passed the test of the great Lord of Supreme Wisdom. You shall become a loyal believer and change your destiny." Yang Buwei: "?" He vaguely saw gray mist rising from the snowy ground in the icy wilderness, gradually enveloping the entire world. Was this an illusion? No, perhaps it was not. Yang Buwei realized his body no longer felt cold. Instead, a warm current flowed through him, gently soothing his body like being held in his mother's arms as a child.

"Could I have encountered a heaven-defying opportunity?" he wondered. He recalled the storybooks he had once scorned. Their protagonists were always those with severed meridians, lowly servants, or utter wastes who stumbled upon supreme opportunities and eventually became legends. In the past, he had been neither crippled nor lowly, nor a waste. He had dismissed those tales. Now, the winds of fortune had turned. His meridians were destroyed, his dantian crippled. He had become the ultimate trash.

Yang Buwei suddenly felt that those once-scorned stories might not have been entirely fictional. At least, he could relate to them now. He only regretted not reading more of them. Now that he had encountered a real opportunity, he had no idea what to do. The surrounding space was filled with gray mist. Yang Buwei gritted his teeth and walked forward. He did not know how long he walked. It might have been an instant, or perhaps hundreds or thousands of years. Finally, he reached the end of the gray space.

He eagerly stepped through it and witnessed a scene he would never forget. A ray of golden light shone upon his face. Before him stood a towering golden giant with hands pressed together. Behind its head rotated a wheel of light far larger and more radiant than the sun itself. With just one glance, Yang Buwei fell into a trance of devotion. A single thought filled his mind: he wanted to serve that figure. He knelt respectfully and kowtowed toward the giant with utmost sincerity.

Sensing his devotion, something slowly emerged from beneath the gray mist in front of him. It sprouted, grew, and finally transformed into a golden, radiant fruit. Yang Buwei carefully held the fruit and swallowed it. A golden wheel of light slowly rose behind his head as well. When he looked up again, the golden giant had vanished. He was still surrounded by drifting snow. But now he had a purpose.

In his mind lay a treasury filled with endless knowledge—the wisdom created by supreme experts who could slay the heavens. As long as he worked hard, he too might become such a powerhouse. A strange memory appeared in Yang Buwei's mind. It was a venerable-level technique. This was the gift from the Lord of Supreme Wisdom. Even as a trash, he could cultivate it. Yang Buwei saw hope for revenge. Help support creative writers by finding and reading their stories on the original site. Thirty years had passed.

Su Chen read the first letter Nan Hongsang had sent him. It contained many cultivation methods she had obtained beyond the domain. He smiled. At the end of the letter, she described her experiences over the years and proudly listed her battle achievements: slaying the top genius of a clan, sweeping aside countless powerful enemies, exterminating an entire star domain, and rendering great service to the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty. She had become the top young genius of the Great Jing military.

Her handwriting, however, had not improved at all. It remained crooked and clumsy. In these thirty years, Nan Hongsang had lived a dazzling life. The Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty itself had changed little. In this vast world filled with immortals and eternal powers, thirty years was nothing more than the blink of an eye. Yet beneath this calm surface, no one noticed that a new force was quietly rising in the shadows. The Great Wisdom Divine Cult. Its Lord of Supreme Wisdom was naturally Su Chen.

He had left the capital of the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty. His wisdom had grown terrifyingly powerful. As he aged, fragments of his inherited memories from his past lives gradually awakened. But it was not enough. Su Chen began to lay out his plans. Using the Dao of Wisdom, he deduced suitable individuals across the realms, accepted them as believers, granted them access to the Treasury of Wisdom, and gathered techniques and knowledge from the myriad heavens for his own use.

In return, he bestowed upon his believers boundless wisdom. The most outstanding among them could even open the Wheel of Wisdom and enter states of profound enlightenment. In the future, these believers would become city lords, holy land successors, or even rulers of entire worlds. All their power would eventually become nourishment for the Human Emperor Art. These unnoticed corners would one day become the greatest variables.

Su Chen put away the letter on the table, wrote a reply, and had it delivered to Nan Hongsang.... Nan Hongsang still remembered the day she left the capital. A mysterious being had appeared in her mind, guiding her cultivation ever since. Following its instructions, she had grown stronger and stronger, repeatedly slaying powerful enemies.

"My daughter Hongsang has entered the top ten thousand on the Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain's Pride List!" Laughter rang out in the Nan Clan's army. The Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain was immense. It was said to have been created by an existence above True Immortals, and it contained countless immortal lands. Only after leaving the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty did Nan Hongsang realize that their dynasty was merely a tiny corner of the vast Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain.

Countless powers similar to the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty existed within it. The Heavenly Gang Pride List only selected the top one million young geniuses from the past million years, with merely ten thousand spots available. Ten thousand spots sounded like a lot, but across the entire Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain, it was insignificant. Even Great Emperors with nine-star aptitude might not qualify.

In the entire history of the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty across the three thousand provinces, only three people had ever made the list: the dynasty's founding ancestor, the current revitalizing ancestor Heavenly Martial Emperor, and the current Crown Prince, the Benevolent and Virtuous Supreme Emperor. Nan Hongsang had become the fourth.

"My daughter Hongsang possesses the potential to become an Emperor Lord!" Nan Clan army commander Nan Xiaoyue suddenly felt a twinge of regret for agreeing to betroth her to the Ninety-Ninth Prince.

"Whatever… The Heavenly Physician Great Emperor declared that Chen Chen cannot cultivate and will live at most a hundred years. Seventy years have already passed."

"That person who cannot cultivate and is hated by the heavens is probably already old and frail by now."

"Immortals and mortals are separated by a vast gulf. A single closed-door cultivation session for Hongsang might span Chen Chen's entire lifetime. She will probably soon forget that fleeting passerby in her life." Nan Xiaoyue comforted himself with these thoughts. On the other side, Nan Hongsang heard her father's laughter but felt no joy. In her hand was a secret letter.

'For Hongsang's Eyes Only.' The familiar handwriting was elegant and graceful. Nan Hongsang's heart fluttered with unease as she opened the letter. Suddenly, her fingers clenched the letter so tightly that her arm trembled uncontrollably. She had never lost composure even when facing life-and-death crises on the battlefield, yet at this moment, tears shimmered in her eyes.

"He succeeded… Father didn't lie to me. The cultivation methods from beyond the domain really worked for him!" Nan Hongsang had received the news she wanted most. Su Chen could cultivate now. The techniques she had sent back had truly taken effect! Nan Xiaoyue walked in and saw the tears in his daughter's eyes. He thought to himself, "Is Hongsang so overjoyed about making the Heavenly Gang Pride List?" Nan Hongsang held up the letter with a bright smile.

"Thank you, Father. My husband can cultivate now. The techniques from outside the domain have allowed him to step back onto the path of cultivation. From now on, I will work even harder to earn military merits and exchange them for more methods for him!" Nan Xiaoyue froze as if struck by lightning....