Chapter 65: Waiting for the Prey, Iâve Been Waiting for You for a Long Time!
âOh, Primordial Holy Son, youâre so monstrously talented before even hitting twenty, how do you expect us old folks to live?â Pure Yang Holy Son lamented as he saw Jiang Chen descending.
Their age, while not considered old in the cultivation world, would make them seem ancient in the mortal realm, each old enough to be Jiang Chenâs grandfather.
Theyâve been cultivating for decades, with the resources of their holy lands, yet they couldnât hold a candle to Jiang Chen. Pure Yang Holy Son couldnât imagine how Jiang Chen reached such heights in just over a decade. What level would they be at his age?
Entering the Saint Realm? If it were the past, entering the Saint Realm in less than a hundred years would be unimaginable. But for Jiang Chen, it seemed entirely possible.
As cultivators, the further one advances, the slower the breakthroughs, especially after reaching the Great Master Realm. It could take years or even decades to break through a single realm. The Saint Realm is even more challenging. Some canât break through for thousands of years and are stuck until death.
âYou could choose not to live!â Jiang Chen said with a light laugh, knowing full well Pure Yang Holy Son was trying to needle him.
âThatâs not necessary,â Pure Yang Holy Son chuckled awkwardly.
This conversation made Jiang Chen think of the original story. In it, Jiang Chen was at a disadvantage due to his age. While others were over a hundred years old, Jiang Chen was just in his early twenties.
This gap in cultivation years was significant. If their cultivation years were the same, Jiang Chen in the original story wouldnât have been just at the True King Realm and wouldnât have been surpassed by Du Goyun.
Despite this, after facing numerous calamities, Jiang Chen quickly caught up, reaching the same level as the others within a decade. It was when Jiang Chen was making headway that Du Goyunâs appearance and various schemes utterly dashed Jiang Chenâs hopes.
Otherwise, as the Primordial Holy Landâs hope for tens of thousands of years, Jiang Chenâs fate in the original story wouldnât have been so tragic. Age, fate, and various other factors caused Jiang Chen to lag significantly behind these successors.
Even now, as he has reached the Great Master Realm, appearing to be on par with them, anyone aware of Jiang Chenâs age knows how terrifying it is for someone of his age to have reached such a realm and dominate his generation. They canât even begin to imagine what heights Jiang Chen could reach with a few more decades of cultivation.
âThe Ancient Imperial Clan should be thankful that the Primordial Holy Son is still young!â Zifu softly said.
The more they knew about Jiang Chenâs age, the more helpless and astonished they felt. Having such a monster ahead was like having a mountain block their path, impossible to cross.
âCan the fight continue?â Jiang Chen turned to Qin Ershi.
âNo more, Iâll seek to advance through my cultivation before challenging you again!â Although Qin Ershiâs demeanor had cooled, he wasnât foolish. After witnessing Jiang Chenâs strength, he wasnât eager to suffer a beating. For now, he couldnât contend with Jiang Chen.
âAlright then!â Jiang Chen didnât insist. Itâs better not to fight if unnecessary.
As the battle concluded, the various forces departed, and Qin Ershiâs gathering of prodigies officially ended. The clash between Jiang Chen and Huang Qingtian, filled with spectacular exchanges, left the audience yearning for more.
Such a clash of titans hadnât been seen in a long time and might not be seen again in the future.
Afterward, everyone dispersed.
Qin Ershi also vanished, presumably to seclude himself for cultivation after being so profoundly impacted. However, Qin Yao stayed with Jiang Chen, much to his annoyance.
âHow come this love-brained girl keeps following me around like a shadow?â Jiang Chen was extremely vexed. He really didnât want to get entangled with this love-brained individual, especially fearing the potential trouble she could bring.
âThis love-brained idiot is a trap. Qin Ershi was the most tragically tricked. His future was bright, but due to the love-brained nuisance, his cultivation was interrupted, and he ended up falling behind.â
âHeâs fabricating stories about me again! What a detestable person! Ha-ha, I really want to beat him up, but I canât beat him, not even my brother can!â
Hearing Jiang Chenâs inner thoughts, Qin Yao was furious inside.
She really wanted to give Jiang Chen a good thrashing. But the thought of Jiang Chenâs strength made her feel helpless. Even her brother couldnât beat him, and neither could she. If she really started a fight, she would be the one getting taught a lesson.
âThe Holy Son really has a sharp tongue, even Pure Yang Holy Son has to avoid him!â Yan Ruyu thought amusedly, though she didnât show it, and instead asked Jiang Chen, âHoly Son, where shall we go next?â
They had been in Ancestral Dragon City for almost half a month, having explored almost every corner. There wasnât much left to pique their interest.
âLetâs take a stroll through the Yin Yang Sea!â Jiang Chen replied. The Yin Yang Sea is a famous place in the Central State, one side covered with glaciers and the other with raging flames. These two contrasting environments merge together, hence the name Yin Yang Sea.
However, Jiang Chenâs reason for visiting was because there lies an ancient inheritance within the Yin Yang Sea, suitable for Yan Ruyu. This was also why Jiang Chen made a special trip to Central State.
âThe have all left Ancestral Dragon City!â Yan Ling mentioned softly to the Demon God Son. They definitely wouldnât dare to confront Jiang Chen in Ancestral Dragon City, where numerous strong individuals resided.
Any rash action would surely lead to death. They had plans to make a move, but after witnessing the clash of prodigies, the Demon God Son completely abandoned the thought. Even with ways to escape, they dared not make a move.
Especially after seeing the strength of those prodigies, the Demon God Son felt discouraged, particularly after the clash between Jiang Chen and Huang Qingtian, which left him utterly silent.
âThen letâs go!â The Demon God Son, no longer as defiant and interested as before, gave a somewhat lackluster consent.
Due to the gathering of prodigies, Jiang Chen didnât rush to the scene in a high-profile manner, as that would draw too much attention. Thus, Jiang Chen and his group proceeded incognito. However, they hadnât gone far when they were intercepted.
âHoly Son, please halt!â Yan Ling appeared, blocking their way.
âMaster!â Yan Ruyuâs expression changed dramatically upon seeing Yan Ling.
âWhatâs the matter?â Jiang Chen frowned, having no good impression of Yan Ling, even verging on extreme dislike.
âYan Ruyu is after all the saintess of the All Pleasure Sect. I kindly request that the Holy Son allows her to return to the sect to inherit its legacy,â Yan Ling spoke, knowing the otherâs identity wasnât simple and with the protection of a strong guardian, her tone was very polite.
âWhat if Iâm unwilling?â Jiang Chen asked indifferently. He was well aware of Yan Lingâs intentions and naturally wouldnât allow her to take Yan Ruyu away. Moreover, he had already planned to deal with Yan Ling, who had conveniently shown up.
âYou have no choice, Primordial Holy Son!â The void slowly opened, and the Demon God Son appeared with an elder. For him, Yan Ruyu was crucial for his future cultivation, so naturally, he intended to take Yan Ruyu, even at the risk of offending the Primordial Holy Son.
After all, the Supreme Demon Sect was already a target for everyone; one more enemy didnât make much difference.