He Was the Invincible Divine Son Who Swept Away All Opposition a Million Years Ago!

Seeing how sincere the three of them were, Chen Changqing did not refuse. He nodded slightly. "Since you've made up your minds, you can follow me from now on."

The three were overjoyed and hurriedly said, "Thank you, Ancestor!"

No one understood the value of a Divine Ability Method better than they did.

To them, neither the position of Holy Son nor cultivation resources came close to the importance of staying by Chen Changqing's side.

Only by following Chen Changqing would they have a chance to reach greater heights and see a wider world!

Afterward,

the three, their faces alight with joy, stepped behind Chen Changqing of their own accord and stood with their hands at their sides.

Their bearing and expressions were already those of followers.

The Chen Family Members watching felt a tangle of emotions.

They regretted seeing three supreme talents give up the position of Holy Son, yet they also felt a trace of envy. What fortune it was to follow a once-in-an-eternity prodigy like Ancestor Changqing!

But the three men themselves had made their choice. No amount of reflection from anyone else would change it.

With that, the Chen Family's Sequence Ranking Battle was settled.

Under the Chen Family's ancestral rules, when someone gave up the position of Holy Son, the next-ranked talents would take their places.

The three new Holy Sons were soon chosen.

By the standards of the present age, all three were exceptionally gifted.

Yet when they stepped onto the viewing platform to receive their titles, not one wore the proud, spirited look the occasion called for. Their expressions were odd, their eyes filled with feelings hard to put into words.

Who wouldn't feel awkward?

After all, they were taking positions others had turned down.

And everyone knew that, from this day forward, the true peak fighting strength of the Chen Family's generation would still be the three who had willingly given up the title of Holy Son and now stood quietly behind Ancestor Changqing.

The title was theirs, but the substance was not. Being Holy Sons left a strange taste in their mouths.

Still,

one of the newly appointed Holy Sons took it in stride. After receiving his title, he smiled freely and said to his two companions in a low voice, "It's only a title. Why dwell on it? Hearing the Ancestor's teachings was already an immense blessing."

"If we work hard at our cultivation, we may yet catch up to those three."

The other two nodded. The unwillingness in their eyes gradually hardened into resolve.

The family head, Chen Lingfeng, saw every reaction from the younger generation. He nodded inwardly, then could not help sighing.

It was not the position of Holy Son that worried him.

He was worried that, now Chen Yuanba and the other two had become followers, the ancestral rules would bar them from receiving resources at the level of a Holy Son.

Yet those three were the finest talents of their generation. If a lack of resources held back their cultivation, the entire Chen Family would suffer a tremendous loss.

The more Chen Lingfeng thought about it, the worse his headache grew. He went to the ancestor Chen Haotian and voiced his concern in a low voice. "Ancestor, Yuan Ba and the other two... their resources from now on..."

But before he could finish—

Chen Haotian waved a hand, a knowing smile appearing on his face.

"Don't worry. Your concern is entirely unnecessary."

Chen Haotian patted Chen Lingfeng's shoulder. "Following Changqing, those three youngsters will have more resources, not fewer. They won't lose out."

Chen Lingfeng froze. "But the family rules..."

"Family rules?" Chen Haotian gave a derisive laugh, his gaze drifting to the figure in green robes in the distance. "Do you know that, a million years ago, Changqing's followers received far more resources than the Holy Sons in the sequence?"

Chen Lingfeng stared at him in astonishment.

"The Chen Family didn't provide those resources."

Chen Haotian stood with his hands behind his back, his voice tinged with memory and emotion. "Changqing led them into Secret Realms, fought other prodigies, explored ancient ruins... They won those resources with their own fists and feet."

"That boy was only thirteen when he dared lead a band of followers deep into the Savage Forbidden Land to battle Primordial Remnants."

"When they came back, every one of them was covered in storage rings. They even complained that walking felt too heavy."

Chen Haotian paused, then turned to Chen Lingfeng with a knowing smile. "A million years ago, he was the invincible Divine Son who swept away all opposition."

"A million years later, he defies the heavens even more than he did back then."

"Do you think he'll lack resources?"

Chen Lingfeng opened his mouth but, for a moment, could find no words.

Of course. How had he forgotten that?

Who was Ancestor Changqing?

He was someone whose mere aura upon opening his eyes could frighten off a Saint King, whose casual point of a finger could grant a man in the Quasi-Emperor Realm another lifetime.

What Secret Realm or ancient ruin in this world could he not enter?

How could the resources gained by following someone like him compare to those attached to a mere Holy Son's title?

"You must understand... with Changqing's talent,"

Chen Haotian added, "many people don't even qualify to become his followers. Those three youngsters are very fortunate."

Chen Lingfeng shuddered and bowed at once. "Thank you for your guidance, Ancestor. I was being foolish."

Chen Haotian nodded slightly and said no more.

A moment later,

as though something had suddenly occurred to him, Chen Haotian's gaze sharpened. He turned to Chen Lingfeng. "By the way, Changqing's parents are still sealed within the Divine Source, aren't they?"

Chen Lingfeng straightened at once. "Yes, Ancestor. Everything is just as it should be!"

At his answer, a rare trace of relief crossed Chen Haotian's usually impassive face, as though a great weight had finally lifted from his heart.

Back then, he had overruled every objection and borne the pressure of the entire Chen Family to allocate Divine Source to Chen Changqing's parents... Even looking back a million years later, it remained one of the riskiest, yet most correct, decisions he had ever made.

Divine Source was rare. Even in a Longevity Imperial Clan, it was an extraordinarily precious strategic resource.

By rights, Chen Changqing's parents' cultivation and talent had fallen far short of qualifying them to use it.

But Chen Haotian had done it anyway.

For no other reason than to ensure that, when that dazzling young man awoke a million years later, he would still have someone to look forward to seeing.

Thank goodness... Thank goodness I made the right bet back then.

Chen Haotian raised his head and looked through the crowd toward the figure in green robes.

"Changqing."

The ancestor spoke softly, yet all of Purple Sun Peak fell silent in an instant.

Chen Changqing turned and met his gaze.

"Come with me to see your parents."

Chen Changqing froze.

See my parents?

Could it be...

He looked sharply at Chen Haotian. Even his usually tranquil eyes could not help showing a ripple of emotion.

Chen Haotian said nothing more. He merely nodded with a faint smile, then turned and walked toward the depths of the mountain range.

Chen Changqing drew a deep breath, forced down the emotions surging in his chest, and followed him.

Chen Yuanba and the other two exchanged a glance, then silently followed as well.

Passing through layer upon layer of ancient restrictions, Chen Haotian led them to the Chen Family cemetery and stopped before a tomb.

Then,

Chen Haotian waved a hand and opened it. Unlike the other tombs, it held no coffins, but two pieces of crystal-clear Divine Source.

A man and a woman were sealed separately within them.