Mortals get a golden finger for immortal cultivation every year

Chapter 361: A Slap to the Nine Nether Sword Master
"This 'Four-Nine Profound Arts' is of great significance to the Chen family. The Chen family is very grateful to you for this."

Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, looked solemn and grateful as he thanked Zhao Shuang.

"Saint Wu Tian is too polite. Now that I'm married to Yan Chen, I'm naturally half a member of the Chen family. This little thing doesn't matter. This is also Empress Chi Yao's reward to Chen Nian. I'm just offering my appreciation."

Zhao Shuang said with a smile.

"This 'Four-Nine Profound Arts' is only the second betrothal gift, so what is the third betrothal gift?"

"It can't really be the Buddha Emperor's relics!"

"Maybe?"

Just as the onlookers were talking about it, Zhao Shuang took out another jade box.

When the jade box was opened, there was also a Qilin scale inside, which was also covered with words.

"This...this couldn't be the supreme divine skill that His Highness the Eighth Prince practiced, right?"

"It's possible. It is said that the supreme divine power that His Highness the Eighth Prince practices is a supreme divine power that surpasses the four great divine powers."

"What? Surpassing the Four Great Divine Arts? How is this possible?"

"Whatever it is, it must be a supreme divine skill or sacred art that is not inferior to the 'Four Nine Mysterious Arts'."

"Yeah yeah!"

Also while everyone was discussing, Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, also picked up the Qilin scale with an expectant look and examined it with his mental power.

It took a full half hour to finish reading the contents on the Qilin scales!

The above content is a technique called "The Great Transformation Technique." That's right, it's the "Great Transformation Technique," one of the Three Thousand Great Daos. It complements the Chen family's "Four Nine Mysterious Techniques."

After all, this "Four-Nine Profound Art" is also related to the art of transformation.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

After reading it, Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, was so surprised that she said "good" five times in a row, which was enough to prove how shocked she was!

"How is it, Saint Wutian?"

Seeing this, Zhao Shuang said confidently,

"Good, very good. I never thought you would be willing to give this technique to the Chen family. From today on, you will be the next head of the Chen family."

When Chen Wutan, the Saint Wutan, said this, everyone was shocked and everyone looked as if they were dreaming.

You have to know that Huang Yanchen herself is a woman from another race. If she didn't have her fiancé Zhao Shuang and her semi-saint mother Chen Liuli, she would not be qualified to marry Zhao Shuang in the Chen family.

If Huang Yanchen is like this, let alone Zhao Shuang.

The husband of a foreign woman, he is a playboy and a lecher, quite like the descendant of the Sword Emperor, even more absurd than the descendant of the Sword Emperor.

Even if he is the best in Kunlun Realm and one of the ten most talented geniuses in the history, he is ultimately a foreigner.

The Chen family actually directly appointed him as the head of the family. This was truly incredible, and this was definitely not a decision made by Chen Wutian, the Wutian Saint, alone.

The decision must be made with the permission of the Chen family's ancestor.

"What! This...did I hear it right?"

"No, the next head of the Chen family is actually the eighth prince, and his last name is Zhang!"

"That's right, is this Wu Tian Saint crazy?"

"No, he can't be crazy. Could it be that His Highness the Eighth Prince really passed on his cultivation method to the Chen family?"

"How can this be?"

"what is going on?"

"What on earth is that technique?"

"I'm afraid only His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince and Chen Wutian know."

"Wonderful, truly wonderful! Who would have thought that His Highness the Eighth Prince would become the next Patriarch of the Chen Family? This has never happened before in the Chen Family!"

"Yes, this kind of thing has never happened in the entire Chen family."

"As for the next Patriarch, I think Yanchen is more suitable. After all, I am a man from another race. Moreover, Yanchen has already broken through the Supreme Realm three times, and now she is practicing the technique I taught her. Her future achievements are also limitless, and she is fully qualified to become the Patriarch of the Chen Family."

Zhao Shuang shook his head and refused.

How could he possibly agree to something that seemed like a good thing? It was impossible for him to agree to something like this, so he simply rejected it outright.

"What? His Highness Hachioji actually refused!"

"I guess he doesn't want to be implicated by the Chen family. However, this is impossible. Otherwise, how could he allow Princess Yanchen to become the next head of the Chen family?"

"Unbelievable! His Highness Hachioji actually refused directly. It's unbelievable!"

"Anyway, I just don't know if Saint Wu Tian will agree to it."

"I think so. Didn't His Highness the Eighth Prince say that Princess Yanchen has broken through the Supreme Realm three times?"

"Three times reaching the Supreme Realm. So, doesn't that mean that Commandery Lady Yanchen has broken through to the Supreme Realm in both the Xuan Realm and the Earth Realm? Adding to that her previous breakthrough to the Supreme Realm in the Heaven Realm, there are probably only a few such cases in the entire Kunlun Realm, right?"

"Who said that? Duanmu Xingling, Luo Shuihan, Ziqian, the Ninth Commandery Leader Zhang Yuxi, Miss Lin Ningshan of the Lin Family, and Chen Xier, who were all in the Tianmo Ridge Martial Arts Academy at the same time as His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince and Princess Yanchen, might all be at the third level of the Supreme Realm."

"How on earth did His Highness the Eighth Prince do it? This is incredible. He has reached the Supreme Realm three times. Doesn't that mean he must have broken through the Supreme Realm four times? No wonder he is the number one in the Kunlun Realm. Four times the Supreme Realm, who in the entire Kunlun Realm can compare to him?"

"Four times of the Supreme Realm, is this possible?"

"How is it impossible? He is the Eighth Prince, and he also helped Princess Yanchen, Ziqian, Duanmu Xingling, Luo Shuihan, and Miss Lin Ningshan of the Lin family to break through to the Supreme Realm of the Heavenly Realm. This kind of thing is probably a piece of cake for him."

"That's right, that's right, four times the supreme realm, this kind of heaven-defying thing can only be done by His Highness the Eighth Prince."

"What do you think? Could His Highness Hachioji be the reincarnation of a god?"

As soon as this sentence came out, it caused an uproar.

"That's right, only the legendary young god can be so unpredictable, killing a saint at the Fish-Dragon level! Killing a semi-saint at the Heavenly level."

"Yes, yes, His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince must be a young divine being. The Chen family is incredibly lucky to have been favored by a young divine being. It's said that His Royal Highness the Eighth Prince received divine blessings during a sacrifice in the Yunwu Commandery. It's likely that at that time, he awakened his memories of his past divine life. Otherwise, how could he have created a storage bag, a spatial treasure like this?"

"Yes, that's for sure. Hachioji-sama must be a young god!"

For a time, Zhao Shuang was directly given the title of young god.

As for this title, Zhao Shuang didn't care at all. He was just waiting for the answer from Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint.

To be precise, it should be the answer from the saints of the Chen family.

After all, Huang Yanchen is now just one of the candidates for the head of the family.

But Zhao Shuang asked the Chen family to settle down.

"Congratulations to the Chen family for having a young divine son-in-law. It seems that establishing the first empire in the Eastern Region will not be a problem in the future."

Before the Chen family saints could agree, an old voice sounded.

Following the sound, I saw a thin, elderly man suddenly appear above a dark cloud in the sky. The man, about seventy years old, wore a gray cloth robe, had long black hair, and wore a pair of simple straw sandals. He looked quite ordinary, without any powerful aura emanating from him.

But as soon as he appeared, the crowd of onlookers knelt down in unison and spoke respectfully.

"Meet the City Lord."

"I didn't expect that the Nine Nether Sword Saint is here too. What an honor!"

Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, had an expression more solemn than ever before, and even the joy he had just felt because of the "Four-Nine Profound Art" and the "Great Transformation Technique" was gone.

Jiuyou Sword Saint, one of the three great sword saints in the Eastern Region, on par with Xuanji Sword Saint, is also the mayor of Jiuyou City in the black market's Yipintang, a top-tier evil figure who can call the wind and rain.

The purpose of coming here now is naturally for Zhao Shuang.

"As expected of the Saint Wu Tian, ​​the young are formidable. But he is still inferior to me. The main reason I came here is for him. He killed my disciple Huang Shen Yi. It is only natural for me to ask him to spare his life, right?"

Jiuyou Sword Saint pointed at Zhao Shuang and said coldly.

He didn't care at all about Zhao Shuang's record of killing the young god, the Nascent Soul Half Saint, and the Black Market First-Class Hall Ghost Saint. After all, in his eyes, whether it was the Nascent Soul Half Saint or the Ghost Saint, they were all people who could be killed with one move, and he didn't care at all.

"This is the Eastern Region Saint King's Palace. Senior, you want to kill our Saint King's son-in-law. Don't you think too highly of yourself?"

Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, laughed loudly. Facing the veteran swordsman Jiuyou Sword Saint, he did not show any fear, but only had a tremendous fighting spirit.

At this time, there was another majestic voice.

"Shang Jiuyou, it seems that you are really old. Even young people don't take you seriously."

The sound came from the sky, forcing people to look up.

I saw a huge black city floating in the clouds in the sky.

The sound just now came from the black city.

However, except for Chen Wutan, the eldest senior brother Qingxiao Saint, and the second senior brother Zhu Hongtao, no one else could see the black city at all.

He could only hear the sound, but Zhao Shuang could see it.

Then, a huge hand that was a hundred miles in size and covered the sky appeared out of thin air above the black city.

"Bang!!!"

With a deafening bang, the black city was thrown out like a brick, and the same happened to the owner of the voice just now.

"what!"

Seeing this scene, not only Chen Wutan, the Wutan Saint, but also the Nine Nether Sword Saint and other black market first-class masters were shocked.

"Go!" The Nine Nether Sword Saint, who originally wanted to show his divine power, no longer had the arrogance he had just now. Only one word remained. Before he finished speaking, he dropped everything and turned into a sword light, shooting towards the distance.

But obviously, it's too late!

"Bang!" Another slap. The once famous and ferocious Nine Nether Sword Saint was like an ant in front of the huge hand that covered the sky. He was vulnerable and was slapped away, not knowing whether he was dead or alive!
"The strength of the First-Rank Hall in the Black Market is so low, it really tarnishes the reputation of the Evil Emperor. Oh! No, that generation of Evil Emperor is already dead. The current Evil Emperor is not even a Great Sage, yet he still dares to call himself the Evil Emperor. How shameless! Hahaha!"

The domineering and majestic voice resounded through the nine heavens, shocking the mind and making the human soul, martial spirit, and even the holy soul of the saints tremble.

"This is... the Great Saint Emperor?"

Second Senior Brother Zhu Hongtao said tremblingly.

"I don't know, but it's definitely not Master Wu Zun!"

Senior Brother Qingxiao Saint shook his head with a look of awe in his eyes, and bowed slightly to the Heaven-shattering Hand. Seeing this, Second Brother Zhu Hongtao, Third Brother Wan Ke, Junior Sister Lingshu Semi-Saint, Chen Wutan, Saint Wutan, and the others all bowed in salute.

"No need for formalities. A mighty Nine Nether Sword Saint actually attacked a mere creature in the Fish Dragon Realm. How shameless! Even a First-Rank Saint in the Black Market has lost all his face. It's truly ridiculous. Hahaha!"

As the hearty laughter disappeared, the huge hand that covered the sky also disappeared, and the haze that shrouded everyone's hearts was swept away.

"Activate the Zhoutian Grand Formation of the Eastern Region Holy City. You all don't have to leave today."

Suddenly, the voice of the King of the Eastern Region was heard in the Palace of the Holy King of the Eastern Region.

In an instant, at the bottom of a deep valley in the center of the Holy King's Palace in the Eastern Region, spiritual energy expanded rapidly.

At the same time, the stone walls on all four sides of the valley gradually fell off, revealing ancient formation inscriptions.

Tens of thousands of inscriptions emerged, suspended in the air, connecting into a huge halo, forming an ancient formation.

The next moment, a beam of light with a diameter of one hundred feet rushed up from the bottom of the valley, passed through the circular ancient formation, and rushed straight into the sky.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

……

Throughout the Eastern Region Holy City, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth suddenly shook.

"Finally the formation is activated. I thought the person was dead."

The domineering and cheerful voice sounded again.

"Thank you for your help!"
The voice of the King of the Eastern Region rang out.

"Haha! I thought you were dead in there. However, you'd better not take action. The backlash of the holy light is no small matter."

Said a domineering voice.

"Will you take action, Your Excellency? After all, the Black Market Yipintang's target this time is the Nine Phoenix Cauldron?"

The King of the Eastern Region asked.

"That's fine. If the Eastern Region Saint Academy can't hold on, I will naturally intervene to test the power of the Black Market Evil Emperor. The Evil Emperor, a fellow who's not even a Great Sage, dares to call himself the Evil Emperor. How shameless!"

"It's really hard to break through to the Great Sage level nowadays. In the past eight hundred years, there have only been one new Great Sage, the Empress and the Lord of Chaos Myriad Realms Mountain."

The King of the Eastern Region sighed.

"Yes! However, I believe that more Saint Kings will soon break through to the Great Sage level. But if they want to make further progress, it will be difficult. I'm afraid that the one in your family doesn't have much time left, right?"

The domineering voice asked again.

"If I don't break through to the Great Sage level, my lifespan will inevitably run out within a hundred years at most. Then, I'll be in trouble."

"So, Your Excellency wants the King of the Eastern Region?"

The Eastern Territory King's voice sounded somewhat hostile.

"It's not that I want to, but what do you think of that little guy?"

Said the domineering voice.

"He is unwilling to become the head of our Chen family, so he is naturally not qualified to inherit the throne of King of the Eastern Region."

"It's the same for him to become the son-in-law of your Chen family. There's no difference."

"Let's wait until he advances to Saint King!"

(End of this chapter)