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Chapter 2317 Jiang Yuan says she is the eldest princess
"Ahhhh!"

A scream ripped through the air, making ears ring.

The young man in blue and the two extremely beautiful girls opposite the river garden reacted very indifferently.

Especially Fusang and Gong Caiyu.

They were enjoying the food with obvious relish, while someone seemed to be secretly sealing away some of the dishes and rice, intending to make them into a sealing artifact to preserve them forever.

"what?"

Lin Wanqiu, the only one who reacted normally, looked completely bewildered.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ahhh...Mom...Mom..."

Jiang Yuan screamed incessantly like a groundhog, her body trembling as if she were having an epileptic seizure, making the house incredibly noisy.

Boom!
"Shut up, it's too noisy."

Jiang Ding casually tapped her.

"Oh."

She finally quieted down.

"mom!"

"Let me tell you, Jiang Ding is over three million years old this year!"

"Over three million years old!"

"He's older than the history of humanity on our home planet. This guy is a complete ancient monster, a living fossil, like a star..."

Jiang Yuan waved her phone wildly, speaking incoherently.

"More than three million years old..."

Lin Wanqiu was stunned.

She took the phone and slowly scrolled through the history of the immortal sect after she fell into slumber, quickly becoming engrossed in it.

The war of the ancient god realm, the war of the Big Dipper star field, the war to unify the endless starry sky... War after war, ten thousand years have passed, countless generations of living beings have died and reincarnated countless times, palaces have become dilapidated and decayed, rivers have changed course, and mountains have collapsed.

However, the war between the creatures in that epic myth continues.

It has only just come to an end.

for a long time.

"Still, still,"

How many times have you been injured? Does it hurt?

Lin Wanqiu's eyes were a little red.

"Does it hurt...?"

Jiang Ding was taken aback.

He stopped chewing.

How many years has it been since someone last asked me if I was in pain?
It must have been close to four million years ago.

In the eyes of the world, even in the eyes of elders like Yuan, and in the eyes of women like Fusang and Gong Caiyu, the injuries of sword cultivators are nothing to mention, let alone whether they are painful or not.

This was not something a swordsman needed to think about, and therefore no one had ever said this to him.

Was she the one who asked me the same question when I was young?

Over the years, such a special person, someone who asks himself these questions.

It's all her.

It's always been her.

"Mom, you asked me if it hurts?"

"let me see……"

Jiang Ding didn't give a perfunctory answer. After thinking carefully for a long time, he said definitively, "It shouldn't hurt, Mom."

"I am the strongest being of this era."

"My talent and personal will are unparalleled throughout history. I have a certain inevitability of becoming an emperor. As long as I am not too unlucky and do not encounter a super-level powerhouse when I am too young, I have a good chance of rising to power."

"...Mom, what I'm trying to say is that I'm different."

"Therefore, I am indeed not in pain, or rather, pain is not something that is too painful for me to feel uncomfortable."

"This is the truth, not just to comfort you."

Jiang Ding concluded.

"arrogant!"

"The strongest being of our time, the most talented person in history... Shameless!"

Lin Wanqiu rolled her eyes and patted his head. Saying that made her feel much better. Her child was indeed special, that much was undeniable, and therefore it was perfectly reasonable for him to be different from others.

"How have you managed all these years?"

"Are you lonely? Are you desperate? Are you sad?"

Lin Wanqiu recalled the cruel and tragic wars recorded in history, her heart aching, and asked again.

"To be honest, there are none, or very few."

"Mom, war and fighting are very important pleasures in my life, and I rarely feel bitterness."

Jiang Ding revealed a reminiscing expression and said, "It is precisely because of these enemies that my life is full of joyful unknowns and variables, and that it can make life exciting and thrilling."

"I can say that I have had a very happy time in the past."

"..."

Are you happy?

Lin Wanqiu was speechless.

It seems that she unintentionally gave birth to a deformed son.

She felt a sense of joy, pride, and honor.

There have been many great figures in history, and she studied many great historical figures whom she admired, but none of them were as great as her son.

"That's good."

"I thought you were like the male protagonist in TV dramas, burdened with a lot, trying to resurrect your loved ones and wife, and that every day was filled with pain, despair, and tears."

Lin Wanqiu felt a little embarrassed.

"No way."

"This was all made up by the screenwriter."

Jiang Ding laughed and said, "We are family. If we succeed together, we succeed together; if we fail, we die together. This is only natural because we are family. There is no regret or resentment."

"This isn't a game of who loves whom more."

"Where is the pressure? Where is there anything to bear?"

"If you don't even have this basic self-regulation ability, and you're constantly drained of your energy, wallowing in self-pity and resentment, how can you possibly accomplish anything great?"

"Forget it, I can't tell you anything."

Lin Wanqiu glanced at her son, then said there was nothing to worry about.

My son is simply abnormal. There's nothing to worry about at all. He can regulate himself in any situation and doesn't suffer from any mental strain.

"mom!"

"Baidu says Jiang Ding is the Human Emperor!"

"The Human Emperor!"

Jiang Yuan, lacking such delicate thoughts, trembled with excitement and exclaimed, "Mom! Logically speaking, I should be the eldest princess of the Immortal Dynasty!"

"The Eldest Princess!"

"Princess!"

"Mom, I'm a princess now!"

Jiang Yuan jumped up and excitedly paced back and forth in the room, completely unable to calm down.

"Ah."

“Yuanyuan is indeed the eldest princess.”

Fusang confirmed with a smile.

"mom!"

"Look, even Her Majesty the Emperor and Empress say so!"

Jiang Yuan laughed so hard her mouth was crooked and she couldn't close it at all. She looked so silly and pathetic.

She read through all of the Emperor's Baidu Baike entries, and naturally also read the entries for the Emperor's wife, thus learning about the Emperor and Empress of Fusang.

"Mind your manners!"

Lin Wanqiu could hardly bear to look at him.

These two siblings, who are clearly blood-related and only a few years apart in age, are so different that it's impossible to tell the difference, making one almost doubt whether they are even related.

"Mom! Don't interfere in Her Highness the Princess's affairs!"

"The Eldest Princess!"

Jiang Yuan rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I want to bully men and women, I want a group of guards and maids, I want a huge palace, I want lots and lots of money and spirit stones, I want hordes of servants, dragons, phoenixes, cranes, I want all of these..."

She was lost in all sorts of chaotic fantasies, occasionally chuckling to herself.

(End of this chapter)