Chen Badao nodded. "Alright, I'll assign you an assistant named Chen Nu."
"Even among those who come from the Upper Realm, few would be his match."
"As for how you arrange him afterward, that will be up to you."
Chen Wen hurriedly nodded. "That would be great."
After arranging everything, Chen Badao finally said, "Come in."
Jiang Taichu, who had been waiting outside, hurriedly opened the door and entered.
"This lowly one greets the five lords." Jiang Taichu kowtowed once more.
Chen Badao glanced at Jiang Taichu. "From now on, you will take my son to the Heavenly Maiden Sacred Land. You need only obey his orders."
"If you handle this matter well, I can let bygones be bygones and even credit you with a merit."
"If anything happens to him, everyone connected to you will die."
Jiang Taichu was shocked and terrified. "This lowly one will not fail your trust. Please rest assured, my lord."
"Go make preparations." Chen Badao waved his hand.
"Yes, my lord." Jiang Taichu solemnly kowtowed, then quickly departed.
"Oh, right. Your fiancée is named Lou Lan Shengxue. If you confirm that she has been fooling around with that brat, simply cast her aside."
"Of course, if she helps a tyrant do evil, kill her outright."
At this point, Chen Badao's dominance was unmatched. "The descendants of my Chen Clan need not settle, nor do they fear any faction."
Dad, that was mighty and domineering.
Hearing this, Chen Wen truly wanted to give Chen Badao a thumbs-up.
But then again.
If that Lou Lan Shengxue truly had an affair with Chu Tianlong, there would be no room whatsoever for reconciliation.
Even without Chen Badao saying so, he would never allow her to remain alive.
Ye Chenyan spoke up then. "Son, your father is right. This matter is a bottom line no one may overstep."
"Who cares if she is a princess of some Hidden Ancient Kingdom? The moment she crosses it, she dies."
"When the time comes, at your Coming-of-Age Ceremony, your mother will arrange several hundred marriage prospects for you. Pick whichever you like until you are satisfied."
"Even if you take them all, your mother can make the decision for you."
Several hundred marriage prospects?
And she could approve it even if he took them all?
You really are my own mother.
Chen Wen took a deep breath before saying, "Father, Mother, your son knows what to do. I will certainly handle this matter properly."
"As long as you understand, that's good." Ye Chenyan repeatedly patted the back of Chen Wen's hand.
"Oh, right. Here is your Companion Imperial Sword. Your father has been keeping it for you all this time. It is time to return it to you."
As he spoke, Chen Badao handed Chen Wen a Spatial Ring.
A Companion Imperial Weapon?
I actually have something this badass?
As a fan of fantasy novels, Chen Wen naturally knew what an Imperial Weapon represented.
A Companion Imperial Weapon, moreover, was something only peerless prodigies possessed upon their birth, and it was exceedingly rare.
After receiving the Spatial Ring, Chen Wen sent his consciousness into it.
One look was all it took to give him a fright.
Inside, Top-grade Spirit Crystals and God Source were piled like mountains, adding up to well over a million.
A million! What faction in the Ancient Yuan Realm possessed more than a million Top-grade Spirit Crystals?
Not to mention that there was even top-grade God Source inside!
Beyond that, all kinds of Spirit Pills, spirit materials, and more were so numerous they could not be counted.
It was no exaggeration to say that he could now eat Spirit Pills like beans.
This was...
Suddenly, Chen Wen's pupils constricted.
His gaze landed upon a sword whose aura was unmatched, imperial light flowing around it, its divine charm soaring to the heavens.
Could this be my Companion Imperial Weapon?
At that moment, his consciousness was dragged into an Exotic Space.
Before his eyes, the Imperial Sword trembled wildly, boundless imperial might pouring from it and cleaving apart the laws of the heavens.
For a moment, all the surrounding Spirit Artifacts bowed their heads and trembled frantically.
Then, the sword light restrained upon the blade erupted with a boom, instantly piercing through the eternal void and reaching the boundless beyond.
The next moment, he saw a colossal shadow holding an Imperial Sword, standing tall between heaven and earth. Its aura surged to the skies as it looked down upon the world.
The sight possessed an utterly unrivaled majesty, making one afraid even to raise one's eyes.
This Imperial Sword... was terrifying.
But who exactly was this person?
Why did it feel as though even my father was far from being his match?
Chen Wen stared blankly at everything before him, only recovering after a long while.
In truth, through the original owner's memories, he already knew quite a bit about this world.
Though the Myriad Races now stood in great numbers and every major Dao Lineage possessed its own Ancient Heritage.
There were truly very few surviving Imperial Weapons that still retained divine charm.
What was more, the top factions of the present age had already lost the ability to forge top-tier Imperial Weapons.
Thus, the value of such an Imperial Weapon went without saying.
At this moment, the Imperial Sword's vibrations gradually subsided, and every earth-shaking phenomenon withdrew into the blade one by one.
Chen Wen's consciousness also gradually returned.
Chen Wen took a deep breath. "Father, can I use this Imperial Sword?"
"No problem. It was born alongside you, and the imperial might within the sword cannot harm you," Chen Badao said calmly.
Chen Wen no longer doubted him and reached toward the Imperial Sword standing within the Spatial Ring.
As he drew closer, the Imperial Sword showed no reaction at all, completely unresistant toward him.
There was hope.
Chen Wen's eyes suddenly lit up, and his hand unconsciously sped up.
The moment it entered his hand, it was icy cold.
A fierce and razor-sharp killing aura burst from the blade, making his skin crawl and his scalp tingle.
What a fine sword.
Chen Wen could not help sighing again.
Although its imperial might had been restrained, he could still sense the terrifying power contained within.
Especially when he held it in his hand, it felt as though the strength throughout his body had begun to boil along with it.
"Father, how much of its power can I unleash?" Chen Wen could not help asking.
Chen Badao replied, "Let me put it this way. It differs from ordinary Imperial Weapons. It is essentially a special lifeform."
"All these years, because it was not by your side, it has never been able to grow."
"Right now, it is roughly equivalent to a human child. It possesses tremendous room for growth, and its upper limit is likely not merely that of an Imperial Weapon."
"As for how much power it can wield, that depends entirely on your strength as its master and how you nurture it."
"Do not ask me how to nurture it either. Spiritual things are connected to their master's mind. When it is time for you to know, you will know."
"That's great." Chen Wen's eyes brightened.
"But do not think of relying on it too heavily, or it will instead become a stumbling block on your path of cultivation."
Chen Badao chose that moment to pour a basin of cold water over Chen Wen.
How could he not understand that principle?
Chen Wen smiled easily.
With the resources and backing he now possessed, raising his Cultivation Level would not be difficult.
He wanted the Imperial Sword, but he would not fall behind in improving his own strength either.
Hm, what was this?
Chen Wen's gaze suddenly paused. At the very top of the blade, two graceful, flowing characters entered his sight.
Chi Chu?
Could that be this Imperial Sword's name?
But why did it feel like something used to commemorate some damned love?
That thought immediately arose in Chen Wen's mind.
As someone who had been through it all, he could see the gist of such matters at a glance.
But that should not be possible.
Why would such a Companion Imperial Weapon bear words upon it?
Perhaps noticing Chen Wen's thoughts, Chen Badao spoke again.
"Some things exist for a reason. If you deliberately chase the truth at the wrong time, you will only lose more than you gain."
"Alright." Chen Wen immediately came to his senses and let out a long breath.
"The time is about right. We should each go make preparations. Once this is over, return home at once," Chen Badao said as he looked at Chen Wen.
"Don't worry. I'm still planning to return for the Coming-of-Age Ceremony." Chen Wen chuckled.
Chen Badao and the others did not hesitate any longer and turned to leave.
After watching the four depart, the smile in Chen Wen's eyes gradually turned cold.
He had finally transmigrated once, only to suffer such a massive loss.
If he did not make Chu Tianlong vomit out, bit by bit, everything he had swallowed, what face would he have left to live in this world?
As for the people behind him, not a single one of them would be allowed to live.
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