A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 55

Mo Qianren was now five hundred thousand years old, and if he did not break through to the Great Emperor soon, he would face extinction due to his depleting lifespan in another hundred thousand years. At that moment, a being claiming to be a Blood Soul Sect envoy approached him, promising to help him reach the Great Emperor level, but the condition was that he had to find a way to lure out five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors, along with a holder of a special physique.

Thinking selfishly, Mo Qianren knew that if there was even a slight chance of breaking through to the Great Emperor, he couldn’t afford to miss it. Thus, he agreed. This was why he personally devised all the plans, and the Blood Soul Sect envoy had discreetly listened to everything.

“By the way, why are you so certain that I would agree?” Mo Qianren suddenly recalled something and looked at the Blood Soul Sect envoy, wanting to hear an answer from him. After all, when they first met, Mo Qianren sensed a strong confidence radiating from the envoy, as if he did not worry at all about the possibility of rejection.

The Blood Soul Sect envoy let out a cold laugh. “Hehehe, you are nearing the end of your lifespan. You cannot miss any chance, no matter how slim, for breaking through to the Great Emperor. We, the Blood Soul Sect, would never act rashly; we have done our research before approaching you.”

“Moreover, even if you refuse, it doesn’t matter. There are many Quasi-Emperors at the peak within the entire Xuantian Realm who are desperate for a chance to break through to the Great Emperor. If you don’t take action, there are plenty of others who will.”

Upon hearing these words, Mo Qianren’s expression darkened immensely, yet he could not refute them. Indeed, based on what he knew about other Quasi-Emperors at their peak, if they were presented with an opportunity to break through to the Great Emperor, they might even sacrifice their sect’s relatives to achieve it.

Immortals were like that; if there was an opportunity, they would pursue it relentlessly.

“By the way, I need to remind you that it’s not just five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors; it’s six now.” The Blood Soul Sect envoy recalled something and reminded him.

“What? You even have your sights set on my people from Demon Break Valley?” Mo Qianren’s expression soured significantly, realizing that even his Late Stage Quasi-Emperors from Demon Break Valley had been targeted.

The Blood Soul Sect envoy stepped closer to Mo Qianren, patted his shoulder, and smiled.

“There’s no need to worry. Once you break through to the Great Emperor level, you’ll have no shortage of Late Stage Quasi-Emperors at your disposal. Besides, you have no room to refuse now, do you?”

“Hmm.”

Mo Qianren took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down.

Indeed, as long as he broke through to the Great Emperor, there would be no rivals in the entire Xuantian Realm, except for the enigmatic Blood Soul Sect. At this thought, he couldn’t help but regard the envoy from the Blood Soul Sect with a hint of caution.

However, this did not hinder the progression of their plans. Soon, the day arrived when Wu Yidao would leave Sky Martial Mountain to return home.

“Ancestor, don’t worry; I will definitely protect the Holy Son. As long as I’m alive, nothing will happen to him.”

Under Wu Shengna’s orders, a Late Stage Quasi-Emperor named Chen Wushuang quietly followed Wu Yidao as he left.

On the peak of Sky Martial Mountain, Wu Shengna watched Wu Yidao depart with a sigh of resignation. For some reason, he felt a lingering sense of unease in his heart as if something untoward was about to happen.

“Let’s hope Yidao gets through this smoothly. With my methods combined with Elder Wushuang’s protection, even a peak Quasi-Emperor might fail to harm him.”

Meanwhile, within the Wu Family, Wu Xuanyuan, who was in seclusion attempting to break through to the Saint Realm, felt an unsettling wave of restlessness that forced him to abruptly withdraw from his training.

“What’s going on? Why do I feel as if something bad is about to happen?”

Wu Xuanyuan felt a gnawing anxiety; this sensation was oppressive and made him uncomfortable.

Not long after, he exited his seclusion and found his wife, Li Yulong, standing outside his cave dwelling.

Li Yulong’s face was also filled with unease, and upon seeing Wu Xuanyuan, her anxiety intensified. Approaching him, she couldn’t help but speak up.

“Husband, I feel very uneasy inside, as if something is about to happen to Yidao.”

Hearing his wife’s words, Wu Xuanyuan exchanged a glance with Li Yulong, and without further hesitation, they hurried toward his grandfather, Wu Hao.

They quickly arrived at Wu Hao’s courtyard, where they found him looking fondly at Su Qiaoran as she played with the Great Grandson, Wu Li.

At that moment, they did not care for anything else and rushed to Wu Hao, sharing their concerns about the situation. Wu Hao’s expression turned slightly serious upon hearing them.

Wu Yidao was the Child of Destiny, and it was perfectly normal for him to encounter some calamities in his life. However, under normal circumstances, he was not supposed to face any real danger. Wu Xuanyuan and Li Yulong, unaware of this, were just worried parents focused on their child’s safety.

Thinking of this, Wu Hao let out a sigh and said,

“It’s alright, I’ll go take a look.”

Upon hearing that their grandfather would take action, Wu Xuanyuan and Li Yulong finally felt relieved, their inner worries significantly lessened.

Since their grandfather was involved, their son should be fine, right?

While still in the Central Region, Wu Hao had learned that Wu Yidao was cultivating on Sky Martial Mountain. It wasn’t that Wu Hao intentionally wanted to keep tabs on him; as the peak Mortal Immortal, he was just one step away from breaking through to the True Immortal stage, and his spiritual awareness was vast. He could easily sense his grandson’s situation with a slight probe.

Thus, after realizing Wu Yidao might be in danger, Wu Hao directly headed towards Sky Martial Mountain.

On the other side, Wu Yidao had already encountered five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors from Demon Break Valley. Looking at the five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors with ill intentions before him, Wu Yidao’s expression was extremely grim.

He hadn’t expected that merely going down the mountain for an outing would attract five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors to make a move against him; after all, he was just a peak Saint Realm cultivator.

As Wu Yidao pondered how to handle the situation, a figure appeared before him, shouting,

“Holy Son, hurry and run! Leave this to me!”

“Ancestor Wushuang, what are you doing here?”

The moment he recognized the person, Wu Yidao’s expression changed slightly, and he said in surprise.

But Chen Wushuang didn’t say much at this moment, only tossing out, “There’s no time to explain, just go!” before charging at the five Late Stage Quasi-Emperors.

Seeing this, Wu Yidao gritted his teeth and then turned to flee toward Sky Martial Mountain. He knew staying would only burden Elder Wushuang; if he escaped decisively, it might give Elder Wushuang a slim chance of survival.

However, just as Wu Yidao turned to run, several blood-red pillars of light shot up around them, instantly forming a crimson cage that surrounded them.