A Millionfold Return: My Children Cultivate Immortality, I Become a God - Chapter 70

Chapter 70: The Four Saint Competition, Wu Rulong’s Imperial Weapon

“Master, unless there’s something else, I’ll head down to cultivate now.”

Wu Yidao had been wandering outside for some time, absorbing too much and needing to pause and settle down.

As Wu Yidao turned to leave, Wu Shengna suddenly remembered something; his expression became very serious as he said, “By the way, you should have some time soon, right? The Four Saint Competition is about to begin, and you will represent Sky Martial Mountain in this event.”

“The Four Saint Competition?”

A hint of confusion flashed across Wu Yidao’s face.

Wu Shengna was taken aback, realizing that Wu Yidao probably didn’t know about this matter, so he began to explain.

“Indeed, the Four Saint Competition is a grand contest hosted by the Four Great Sacred Lands, held every thousand years. It invites all cultivators under a thousand years old from the entire Xuantian Realm to participate, and those who rank in the top positions can receive rewards from the Four Great Sacred Lands.”

“Our Sky Martial Mountain also has a spot to compete. The next competition will be in ten years, and at that time, you will represent Sky Martial Mountain in the Four Saint Competition.”

Upon hearing this, Wu Yidao clasped his fists in respect and agreed, “I will do whatever the Master says.”

After saying this, Wu Yidao turned to settle down and prepare for his breakthrough to the Saint King realm.

On the other side, in the Wu Family, after returning home, Su Qiaoran also broke through to the Saint King realm with the help of double cultivation with Wu Hao, becoming the youngest Saint King in the history of Myriad Flower Holy Land.

Just as Wu Hao was lost in a moment with Su Qiaoran, Wu Rulong unexpectedly stood at the door and cleared his throat.

It was only then that Wu Hao and Su Qiaoran reacted.

“What’s the matter?”

Wu Hao furrowed his brows, looking at Wu Rulong with an examining gaze, as if to say that if Wu Rulong didn’t provide a reasonable explanation, he would ensure Wu Rulong underwent special training without fail.

Wu Rulong recalled his purpose for coming, took out an invitation, and explained, “This is an invitation sent to our Wu Family from the Four Great Sacred Lands, inviting us to participate in the Four Saint Competition. Those who place well can receive the rewards offered by the Four Great Sacred Lands.”

“The Four Saint Competition?”

Wu Hao furrowed his brows slightly, not having much understanding of this event; after all, it only took place once every thousand years, and news about it would only circulate just before it was held, so it was no wonder he was unaware.

However, Su Qiaoran’s eyes lit up. As the former Holy Maiden of Myriad Flower Holy Land, she naturally knew about the Four Saint Competition, so she began to explain thoughtfully.

After hearing his wife’s explanation, Wu Hao finally understood what the Four Saint Competition was. He pondered for a moment before speaking.

“How many spots do we have in our Wu Family?”

“Five,” Wu Rulong quickly replied.

Upon hearing this, Wu Hao contemplated for a moment before responding.

“If that’s the case, then give Yifan one spot; as for the other four, you can decide.”

As soon as Wu Hao finished speaking, Su Qiaoran immediately said,

“Husband, can I go? I want to witness the grandeur of the Four Saint Competition.”

Wu Hao would naturally not refuse Su Qiaoran’s request. He affectionately brushed her nose and then said,

“Alright, if you want to go, then go. By the way, Rulong, you should also go and see for yourself.”

Wu Hao knew that in the Xuantian Realm, there were still many people below a thousand years old who had broken through to the Saint King realm, and since Wu Rulong was only in the Initial Stage of Great Saint, it would be greatly beneficial for him to experience the Four Saint Competition.

Wu Rulong, of course, did not refuse, but then recalled something and his eyes brightened. He tentatively asked,

“Father, I remember you said you could forge Imperial Weapons, right?”

“That’s right. Have you gathered the materials?”

Wu Hao looked at Wu Rulong, who quickly nodded and said,

“Yes, I have gathered the materials, so when can you forge an Imperial Weapon for me, Father?”

Hearing this, Wu Hao fell into thought for a moment before extending his hand.

“There’s no better day than today; let’s do it today, it’s not something that will take much time anyway.”

Upon hearing his father’s words, Wu Rulong’s eyes brightened, and he quickly took out a Storage Ring filled with the forging materials he had gathered from the Wu Commerce Association’s resources in the Xuantian Realm.

After inspecting the materials inside, Wu Hao nodded, confirming that they were indeed suitable for forging an Imperial Weapon.

“What type of Imperial Weapon do you want?”

“A sword; I want a long sword!”

Without hesitation, Wu Rulong blurted out his preference for a sword. After all, who wouldn’t want to be a swordsman? Swordsmen are so glamorous, sweeping across thirty thousand miles while powerful figures bow their heads in respect.

Wu Hao nodded in agreement and, in the next moment, under his control, the materials from the Storage Ring flew out one by one, all of them being Imperial-grade forging materials.

With anticipation shining in Wu Rulong’s eyes, a ball of purple flame appeared in Wu Hao’s palm. At the sight of that flame, Wu Rulong couldn’t help but take a sharp breath in astonishment.

“This is… Emperor Flame!”

Everything in the world has its hierarchy, and although even a stone could harbor the likes of Sun Wukong, it’s not surprising that fire would have its rank as well. In the Xuantian Realm, flames are classified into four tiers: Heaven, Earth, Mysterious, and Yellow, all commonly referred to as Spiritual Fire. Above Spiritual Fire is Supreme Fire, and above that is Emperor Flame.

However, according to Wu Rulong’s understanding, even a Quasi-Emperor level expert would struggle to wield Emperor Flame; only a Great Emperor can control Emperor Flame.

So, while he had previously doubted his father’s cultivation level, the appearance of the Emperor Flame finally confirmed it for him—his father was at least a Great Emperor.

But Wu Hao did not pay attention to Wu Rulong’s reaction; he directed all the forging materials into the Emperor Flame, which then melted into a singular mass. Under Wu Hao’s terrifying mental control, it continually fused and shaped, gradually taking the form of a long sword.

After about two and a half minutes, the long sword was finally complete. As Wu Hao collected the Emperor Flame, a terrifying pressure erupted from the sword he had forged, but Wu Hao suppressed it.

Feeling the formidable power within the long sword, Wu Rulong was filled with excitement. He never expected that as a beginner in the Great Saint stage, he would be fortunate enough to possess his own Imperial Weapon. After all, even a peak Quasi-Emperor might not own one.

Just as Wu Rulong was eagerly about to take the Imperial Weapon from Wu Hao, he saw his father vanish with it.

“Wait a moment! The Imperial Weapon still needs to undergo some steps before it can truly be called an Imperial Weapon. I’ll be back soon!”

Thus, Wu Rulong could only watch helplessly as his father walked farther away with his Imperial Weapon, eventually disappearing from his sight.