“You, a dignified Great Emperor father, always act high and mighty instead of doing proper things, and you don’t go out and snatch more Heaven And Earth Treasures for your son to Cultivate, yet you dare to complain about my son being lazy?”
Jiang Feibai still clearly remembered Su Hongye's appearance, frowning, hands on her hips, and arguing with him righteously.
“You surnamed Jiang, I’m telling you, my son can do whatever he wants!”
“Even if he’s a piece of rotten mud that can’t be propped up, you still have to prop him up for me. Otherwise, what’s the use of you becoming a Great Emperor?”
...Thinking of this.
Jiang Feibai sighed slightly, but also felt it wasn't unreasonable.
“I’m a Great Emperor, after all!”
“How many Prodigies’ bones did I step on to reach this point? In the end, wasn’t it just to let my descendants take fewer detours and live easier lives?”
Could such a large Longevity Jiang Clan not produce a Great Emperor?
Moreover, this boy was born with an Immortal Body; if Heaven And Earth Treasures were thrown at him, becoming a Great Emperor really wouldn't be a big problem.
If he couldn't achieve it, then it could only be blamed on not having enough treasures, and on the father not working hard enough.
Who told him that this was his son?
That was a son he had managed to have with great difficulty!
As a powerful expert who had ascended to the Emperor's throne, he knew best how difficult it was for a Great Emperor to have a child.
This one precious child... he had to be spoiled and indulged.
Besides, hitting him was definitely out of the question; he wouldn't dare to lay a hand on him.
After all.
Su Hongye had long ago set a family rule: Whoever dares to touch my son, I will smash their skull!
Jiang Feibai was silent for a moment, then twitched his mouth as he glanced at Jiang Ye.
“Alas...”
“What great talent, what a pity...”
“It’s truly a fresh flower stuck in...”
“Eh?”
He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze becoming sharp and profound. With a gentle sweep of his Great Emperor Divine Sense, the next moment, he froze in place.
“This boy’s aura, it’s not right...”
He instantly focused his attention and Qi, sensing carefully. His expression changed again and again, staring at Jiang Ye as if he had seen a ghost.
His perception couldn't be wrong, could it?
This boy’s Cultivation Realm... how is he already in the God-King Realm?
Jiang Feibai’s eyes widened, and he froze on the spot.
He was silent for a breath.
Immediately after, a dignified Great Emperor suddenly looked up and laughed.
“Hahaha!”
The laughter was hearty and earth-shshattering, like a bolt of lightning striking into Jiang Ye’s Sea of Consciousness.
Jiang Ye quickly recoiled as if in disgust.
Jiang Feibai laughed so hard he swayed back and forth, almost pounding his chest and stamping his feet. His face was beaming with joy, his eyebrows raised, and his old face was smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.
“You little rascal, you secretly Cultivated to the God-King Realm?!”
Jiang Ye rolled his eyes, looking speechless.
“Hehe...”
Jiang Feibai laughed like a child, rubbing his hands, with an expression that said, “My cub is finally living up to expectations.”
“How did you get this Cultivation Realm? Tell me, I need to listen carefully. What if I can even comprehend some Dao principles from it?”
Jiang Ye scratched his head, smiling a little awkwardly:
“It’s nothing much, just had pretty good luck along the way, stumbled upon some Opportunities, killed some enemies, and snatched some resources.”
“Hmm... that’s about it.”
Jiang Feibai’s expression grew increasingly strange as he listened to Jiang Ye’s narration.
If it was truly as he said... then it would be quite unusual.
As the former Great Emperor of Divine Soul, his perception was extremely keen. Even with just a remnant wisp of True Spirit, he could discern profound mysteries that ordinary people found hard to detect.
Thus, he unhesitatingly extended his True Spirit Divine Thought into Jiang Ye’s Divine Soul.
Jiang Ye’s expression remained calm as usual, but his heart secretly tightened.
The System... wouldn't be detected by his own father, would it?
Jiang Feibai’s Divine Thought was like fine silk, gently sweeping through the depths of Jiang Ye’s Divine Soul, his perception as delicate as flowing water.
After a moment.
His brows furrowed tightly, and his gaze held a few more hints of doubt and solemnity.
He had indeed detected something amiss.
Within Jiang Ye’s Divine Soul, there was faintly a trace of an extremely secretive, strangely-auraed power remaining.
He had never seen that kind of aura before, nor could he analyze it.
It neither belonged to any type of Divine Soul Divine Ability, nor did it resemble ancient secret arts or alien talents, yet it contained some extremely profound power, as if it were a self-contained, mysterious Realm within the heavens and earth.
This level of Opportunity... even a Great Emperor like him couldn't see through it.
What exactly had this boy encountered?
Jiang Feibai slowly withdrew his True Spirit, his gaze fixed solemnly on Jiang Ye, and he spoke word by word:
“You little rascal, honestly confess, did you obtain some extraordinary Opportunity?”
“Your father, I, am not a freeloading idler.”
His tone wasn't heavy, but his words carried an undeniable authority.
“Within your Divine Soul, there is a strange power that I cannot see through.”
“Although I cannot yet discern its origin and nature, I can confirm that this thing is absolutely no ordinary item.”
Jiang Ye’s expression tightened upon hearing this.
If his father hadn't discovered anything at all, then it would have been fine.
But he was seen through.
This indicated that the System, as an existence, could still be detected by others, even if they didn't understand what it was.
His thoughts were very sharp.
He noticed this problem.
But now was not the time to think about this; he had to find a way to fool his father.
But Jiang Feibai, seeing Jiang Ye silent for a moment, suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed:
“Hahaha!”
“Alright! My son is indeed my son!”
“Others Cultivate by hard training, but you, good for you, Opportunity just falls from the sky!”
“In the future, once I pave the way for you, you just lie down and fly!”
The more he spoke, the happier he became, his eyes narrowing into slits.
Jiang Ye: “...”
As expected of my biological father... Central Province of the Ancient Immortal Domain.
A desolate and secluded ancient land.
A man completely wrapped in tight black clothes was kneeling on the ground, his body trembling continuously, seemingly enduring unimaginable pain.
His long hair was disheveled, his face contorted, veins throbbing on his forehead, his expression filled with struggle and agony, as if thousands of steel needles were piercing into his mind, tearing at his Divine Soul.
This person was Tian Yin.
And at this moment, his Sea of Consciousness was churning violently like raging waves, as if undergoing a collapse and reconstruction of his Soul.
A long time passed.
Only when his Sea of Consciousness had somewhat calmed did he slowly open his eyes.
Those eyes had long lost their former sharpness, now somewhat turbid and hollow, as if he had lost something important, as if a piece of his Soul had been torn away from its depths, making it impossible to be whole again.
Tian Yin trembled, slowly pushing himself up from the ground, his back slightly bent, his expression dazed, as if he had aged hundreds of years.
He murmured, his voice extremely hoarse:
“My true self...”
“Has completely perished.”
The moment these words fell, his pupils suddenly constricted, and an echo of a Seal breaking seemed to resound in the depths of his Divine Soul.
Tian Yin knew that this was an irreversible outcome.
Because Zhong Tianyi’s Divine Soul had completely vanished.
And this directly affected him.
Zhong Tianyi’s death seemed to have severed a crucial link in his Divine Soul.
His Divine Soul strength was directly cut by more than half as a result.
An extreme sense of emptiness and weakness surged into his heart, as if his entire being had become fragmented and broken.
The foundation of his Peak Quasi-Emperor Realm was severely damaged in this Impact, and his Cultivation Realm consequently dropped by a large margin.
At this very moment, he couldn't even reach the Divine Soul strength of the Saint Realm.
He lowered his head and gazed at his hands, those hands that could once tear apart heaven and earth, now seemed too weak even to clench.
“Since that’s the case, then I should embark on a new Dao.”
