Chương 50: The Destined Son-in-Law (Finale)

Lin Wu passed away. The dao injury had been far too severe. He held on for only three months. Fortunately, he left this world with a smile. Su Chen knew Lin Wu's life story well. It had been a brilliant one—never wasted. After pouring a jug of wine over Lin Wu's grave, Su Chen turned and left. Life was ever unpredictable. Birth and death—he had long since looked past them. Eight more years slipped by. Su Chen reached the age of fifty.

"Brother-in-law… I want to return to the family!" Xia Chenfeng scratched his head awkwardly. Cultivation in the Profound Origin Sacred Land was excellent. Su Chen had provided him with conditions most people could only dream of. Yet he still wished to go back. He felt the sacred land was not the right place for him. Everyone had their own path. Su Chen respected Xia Chenfeng's choice. That year, Xia Chenfeng returned to the Great Yan Dynasty.

Seventy years later, Prison-Suppressing Sovereign summoned Su Chen and handed him a token.

"Disciple, your comprehension is extraordinary. In these years you have fully grasped my entire inheritance—thirty years ahead of what I expected. With that, this master has no more regrets. This is the Prison-Suppressing Token, the command of Prison-Suppressing Peak.

"If I never return, you will become the new peak master. Recruit disciples widely. Do not allow Prison-Suppressing Peak to vanish into the river of history. And disciple—if I do not come back, no matter who kills me, you must never seek revenge on my behalf." Su Chen accepted the Prison-Suppressing Token and became the new peak master. From that day on, Prison-Suppressing Sovereign vanished without a trace. No news of him ever surfaced again. One hundred years passed. Prison-Suppressing Sovereign was dead.

Slain by his old enemy, not even bones remained. Su Chen erected a simple stele for him.

"Old man, I promise you—the inheritance you left behind will be carried forward and made glorious." Su Chen spoke the vow before the empty tomb. With the Prison-Suppressing Sovereign gone, the protection vanished. Su Chen now had to shoulder all the trivial affairs of an entire peak and bear the full responsibility of a peak master. But being a peak master was no easy task. Three years after Prison-Suppressing Sovereign's death, large swathes of Prison-Suppressing Peak's territory were carved away.

The forces that once paid tribute stopped entirely. The situation grew dire. Su Chen's cultivation had only just reached the third layer of Profound Connection Realm. When the tree falls, the monkeys scatter. Two hundred years later, Xia Hongcai's lifespan finally reached its end. Su Chen made a special trip back to the Xia family to see him one last time. Xia Hongcai held Su Chen's hand, smiling with complete contentment.

"Chen'er… at last I can go to the Yellow Springs and tell your father—his child has become the pride of his life!" Xia Hongcai departed this world in peace. After that, Su Chen no longer wished to return to the Profound Origin Sacred Land. With Prison-Suppressing Sovereign gone, Prison-Suppressing Peak was left with only him—a single pillar struggling to hold everything together. He became a sacred land envoy instead. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident.

Three hundred years later, Su Chen's cultivation broke through to the fifth layer of Profound Connection Realm. He had surpassed his previous life. A major event shook the sacred land: an ancient ancestor of the Profound Origin Sacred Land emerged from seclusion and declared he would conquer the infamous Burial Soul Forbidden Zone. The forbidden zone teemed with terrifying creatures. It also hid countless opportunities. The entire sacred land mobilized. Su Chen was no exception.

He followed the sacred land's forces deep into the zone and reaped enormous gains. Yet the deeper they ventured, the greater the pressure became. Even Su Chen faced several life-and-death crises, nearly perishing more than once.

"We cannot go any farther! Otherwise, we risk awakening something truly horrifying!" Su Chen made up his mind and withdrew. The sacred land did not stop him, though they clearly felt it was a pity. Just as Su Chen had anticipated, as the forces of the Profound Origin Sacred Land pressed deeper into the Burial Soul Forbidden Zone, they finally provoked an ancient entity slumbering within. In a single day, casualties mounted catastrophically. Even several saint-level ancestors bled out and fell within the zone.

The last remaining saint saw the situation was hopeless and attempted to preserve a spark of the sacred land's legacy. Yet he was ambushed and besieged by several other saints. In the end, he perished inside the Burial Soul Forbidden Zone. The sacred land's elite had been shattered. What remained was only a name without substance. Su Chen gave a bitter laugh. A sacred orthodoxy that had overlooked the cultivation world for ten thousand years—reduced to ruin in such a theatrical fashion.

In this single life of barely three hundred years, he had witnessed the rise and fall of an entire sacred land. After the death of its saints, the Profound Origin Sacred Land declined rapidly. Multiple major powers descended upon it, plundering its inheritances and treasures. Four hundred years later, the Profound Origin Sacred Land vanished completely from the river of history. It fragmented into countless small and medium-sized sects.

Su Chen, meanwhile, founded the Prison-Suppressing Sect and began recruiting disciples widely. His cultivation had reached the sixth layer of Profound Connection Realm. Five hundred years later, traces of demonic cultivators appeared across the Eastern Wasteland—invaders suspected to have come from other domains. Su Chen's luck ran poor. He encountered one such demon. Though its cultivation was only at the third layer of Profound Connection Realm, it proved extraordinarily difficult to kill.

After a grueling battle, Su Chen finally located its fatal weakness and ended its life. Six hundred years later, the Great Yan Dynasty faced a full-scale demonic invasion. Su Chen led the Prison-Suppressing Sect to provide aid, but the situation was dire beyond measure. Xia Chenfeng perished in that war. The old man, already nothing but skin and bones, chose to sacrifice himself to buy time for his clansmen to escape. Su Chen laid Xia Chenfeng's body to rest beside Xia Hongcai's grave.

Eight hundred years later, the demonic forces temporarily retreated. Su Chen heard rumors of Fang Bubai's rising fame. In the Central Continent, Fang Bubai had already carved out a place for himself. But in this life, Su Chen's own lifespan had finally reached its end. He returned to the site of Prison-Suppressing Sovereign's empty tomb and gave a wry, self-deprecating smile.

"Old man, I failed to preserve the Prison-Suppressing Peak you left behind. I never avenged you either. I broke my word." Even the Profound Origin Sacred Land itself had been destroyed. In a daze, Su Chen heard countless voices calling out to him. Yet he could no longer open his eyes. He passed away peacefully of old age. …

"Back again." Su Chen opened his eyes and found himself once more inside the Reverse Fate Space. This life, he had died of natural causes. He had come so close to vanishing alongside the Profound Origin Sacred Land into the currents of history. [Fifth Life: Your family was wiped out by a beast tide, leaving you a live-in son-in-law dependent on others. Fortunately, the family that took you in belonged to your father's sworn brother, who treated you more dearly than his own son. In your youth, you were rebellious, but after reaching adulthood, your temperament steadied. You resolved multiple crises and cultivated at an astonishing speed. You shone brilliantly and became the personal disciple of an elder in the Profound Origin Sacred Land.] [For the first seventy years, everything went smoothly. After your master's death, you lost your greatest backer in the sacred land. Elders and disciples began to ostracize you, eventually forcing you out of the sect.] [You remained cautious. After the sacred land's destruction, you founded the Prison-Suppressing Sect, which grew into a renowned orthodox lineage. You nurtured several geniuses and earned considerable fame. Ultimately, you passed away of old age.] [Evaluation: Eight Stars(Cyan)] [Reverse Fate Points: 800]