Memories raced through Chen Yuan's mind.
"The Lord of True Meaning deliberately targeted Chen Prefecture—and you."
"Why not become a gatekeeper for the Xia Family? At least you could preserve a thread of life for my Chen Clan."
"Let a group of Chen Clan members enter Great Xia. If my Chen Clan Main Branch is wiped out, these collateral branches can at least keep our bloodline alive."
Inside the pitch-black room.
His middle-aged eyes glinted coldly.
"Why drive me to this?"
He switched on the lights. Set into the walls were enormous vessels containing the corpses of Ancient God Beasts.
"From this day forward, I, Chen Yuan, will consort with Malice."
He spoke, then left, never to return.
The memories changed again.
"Though Lord Chen led an unremarkable life, he fathered two extraordinary geniuses for my Chen Clan."
"Chen Yi is now the greatest Heavenly Pride of the Human Race, with a chance to become the greatest martial artist in the Martial Dao."
"What? Xia Weimin—the Xia Family prince who refused to become State Ruler—actually defeated Chen Yi!"
"Xia Weimin may surpass the Lord of Qi and Blood of old, perhaps even Lord Xia!"
By then, he was a thousand years old, and he had learned Xia Weimin's name.
A sharp glint appeared in his eyes.
"Xia Weimin... can he do it?"
He left the royal court and saw Xia Weimin standing with his daughter Chen Yi, who was dressed as a man.
"I'm very disappointed in you. Why are you keeping company with Xia Weimin?"
"Father, I, Chen Yi, should have the right to pursue happiness."
He turned away.
"Pursuing happiness isn't a bad thing. It's a pity Xia Weimin doesn't measure up to me when I was young."
Chen Yi stared in disbelief. Her father had actually judged