Chương 324: Chapter 325: The Great Jing Immortal Dynasty (Part 13)

A heaven-favored race would enjoy one million years of immortal dao fortune protection. Even Immortal Monarchs would not dare act against them lightly. Attacking such a race would be courting death. Before the crowd could recover from their shock, an even more majestic disturbance erupted within the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty. Auspicious sounds filled the heavens and earth, as if the world itself were singing in praise.

"The Lord of Supreme Wisdom of the human race has ranked first on the Ancient Monument of the Path to Heaven. The human race is granted one million years of immortal dao fortune protection." The entire human race across the Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain, including those in the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, was enveloped by an unparalleled wave of fortune. Powerhouses emerged in great numbers, geniuses appeared endlessly, and every person rose like a dragon.

Scattered human experts throughout the Heavenly Gang Immortal Domain lifted their heads in disbelief. Their race actually had such a figure? In a remote corner of human territory, an old man holding a banner staff and playing chess suddenly raised his head. He was the very same mysterious elder who had once given Su Chen the Human Emperor Art. He burst into wild laughter, tears streaming down his face.

"Hahaha… This old man has finally waited long enough… This ray of hope has finally arrived!"

"Our human race will have an immortal! Our human race will definitely produce an immortal! Burial True Immortal Monarch, you cannot trap our human race, nor can you trap me, Strategic Chess!" One million years of immortal dao protection for the human race meant that even True Immortals could not act against them during this period. He had waited for this day through countless reincarnations and epochs.

Seeing the old man laugh until he seemed to lose his mind, the middle-aged man opposite him asked in confusion, "Senior, are we not finishing this game?" The old man slapped the chessboard.

"Finish? Finish what? This old man is done with chess!"

"One million years! In these one million years, this old man is going to become an immortal—the first immortal of the human race!" The chessboard vanished along with the old man, leaving the middle-aged man standing there in stunned silence. Become an immortal? What immortal? Had the old man's mind finally broken? Hadn't the human race always been nothing more than food? The middle-aged man sighed inwardly.... Inside the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, Heavenly Martial Emperor was stunned. What was going on?

First place on the Ancient Monument of the Path to Heaven? He knew exactly what that meant. When had such a figure appeared among the human race? He was certain that only Nan Hongsang from their race had made it onto the current Heavenly Gang Pride List. Who exactly was this Lord of Supreme Wisdom? Royal Road is the home of this novel. Visit there to read the original and support the author. Heavenly Martial Emperor was deeply puzzled, yet filled with shock. Scenes from the Path to Heaven flashed through his mind.

Even at his peak, having mastered countless arts and survived ten Emperor tribulations, he had still been insignificant before those races with immortal bloodlines. The gap in bloodline had once filled him with despair. Now, it seemed he had won without lifting a finger.

"The Lord of Supreme Wisdom… perhaps our human race still has hope for the future." A rare smile appeared on Heavenly Martial Emperor's face..... Inside the Great Wisdom Heaven, scenes flashed through Su Chen's mind. His clash with the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord had brought him new insights. He had won that final battle, but Su Chen knew their confrontation would not end there. They would meet again. This was a contest of the Dao. An epoch did not offer many chances at immortality.

With the closing of the Ancient Monument of the Path to Heaven, the human race receiving immortal dao fortune protection was a good thing for Su Chen. Over the years, the Great Wisdom Divine Cult had begun to rise in prominence within the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty. Yang Buwei had become its first Great Emperor-level powerhouse, and more and more people were joining. The appearance of the Ancient Monument might expose Su Chen to the world earlier than planned, but he did not mind.

He now had enough foundation within the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty.... Nan Hongsang returned to the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty. The entire dynasty erupted in celebration, leaving her utterly confused.

"I… ranked 100th on the Ancient Monument of the Path to Heaven?" Nan Hongsang blinked. She had no idea what was going on. All she remembered was being chased by a mechanical lifeform genius, suffering severe injuries, and falling unconscious. Everything after that was a blank. When she woke up, she had somehow become ranked 100th on the Ancient Monument. A terrifying thought suddenly crossed her mind.

"Could it be… something catastrophic happened on the Path to Heaven, and only a hundred prodigies survived in the end?" She had no way of knowing that her guess was correct. The clash between Su Chen and the Great Freedom Heavenly Demon Lord had nearly destroyed the entire Path to Heaven. Including Nan Hongsang, exactly one hundred survivors remained.

"The Lord of Supreme Wisdom?" Nan Hongsang had also heard the legends of this figure who had claimed first place on the Ancient Monument—the greatest genius of the human race. She herself had taken second. Deep down, she instinctively felt that her survival on the Path to Heaven was connected to this Lord of Supreme Wisdom. Back in the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty, Su Chen welcomed her with a table full of Worry-Free Pastries. Nan Hongsang's eyes narrowed with delight.

That day, she told him many interesting stories from her journey. Su Chen listened quietly as she recounted her adventures. Even after thousands of years, the two of them still felt the same as they had at sixteen. Leaning against the railing, they watched the great river flow eastward. Nan Hongsang felt at peace.

"Little Chenzi, shall I ask His Majesty to grant us marriage tomorrow?" she asked, her bright, heroic eyes fixed on him. Su Chen smiled.

"Alright." After thousands of years of waiting, he finally had an answer. Nan Hongsang was overjoyed.... The next day, a piece of news shook the capital. The Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty's number one genius, Nan Hongsang, was to marry the Ninety-Ninth Prince. Heavenly Martial Emperor made a promise, and Nan Hongsang used it without hesitation.

"Who is the Ninety-Ninth Prince?"

"I've never heard of him."

"Damn it… Why him? That useless Ninth-Ninth Brother doesn't deserve the attention of Goddess Nan!"

"No… we absolutely cannot let Ninth-Ninth Brother gain the support of the Nan Clan!"

"..." The news of Nan Hongsang's upcoming marriage to Su Chen caused countless noble scions to wail in despair. Before they could make a move, the beauty already belonged to someone else. In an instant, the ordinary name Chen Chen, the Ninety-Ninth Prince, was thrust into the sight of everyone in the Great Jing Heavenly Dynasty.