I've announced that I'm destined to have many children, and my father has bestowed upon me

The Imperial Study was deathly silent.

Zhao Daoting stopped breathing.

A book with a pale golden sheen appeared out of thin air in Zhao Chen'an's palm.

There was no spiritual energy fluctuation from the storage magic item, and not even the slightest spatial ripple.

It was like... a miracle.

Zhao Daoting, a lifelong warrior and emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, considered himself to be of iron will, yet at this moment, a cold, tingling sensation spread through his fingertips.

For the first time, his eyes, which had seen the vicissitudes of life, contracted uncontrollably.

This is not supernatural power.

This is a law he cannot comprehend!

The Great Dao Heavenly Evolution Scripture.

The mere five ancient characters on the cover sent a shiver down Zhao Daoting's spine, as if he were gazing at an unfathomable starry sky.

This unfilial son, where did he get this thing from?

Is it a blessing?

Or is it a catastrophe that could drag the entire Great Zhou Dynasty into the abyss?

The imperial aura descended suddenly, but it appeared unstable due to the intense fluctuations in the master's emotions.

Zhao Daoting stared intently at Zhao Chen'an, his voice forced out through clenched teeth.

"Where did this come from?"

His first thought wasn't possession, but fear.

For someone capable of possessing such an item, crushing this mere "dynasty" emperor would be easier than crushing an ant.

How could my own son, who usually indulges in cockfighting and dog racing, have gotten involved in such a terrifying karma?

Could it be that he was used as a pawn by some ancient monster?

Faced with his father's almost murderous gaze, Zhao Chen'an's face showed just the right amount of bewilderment and excitement.

He spread his hands, as if he himself couldn't explain it either.

"Father, I do not know."

"After the grand wedding last night, I dreamt of entering a state of chaos, where a grand voice told me that I had activated the legacy left behind by an ancient great being."

Zhao Chen'an delivered his prepared speech with sincerity, repeating lines he had rehearsed countless times.

"The rules of inheritance... are quite peculiar. The more exceptional the qualities of the wife I marry, and the more extraordinary the offspring she bears, the richer the rewards of inheritance I will receive."

"This cultivation manual is the first reward that appeared in my mind after I awoke! I dare not conceal it and have come to report it to Father Emperor immediately!"

After saying that, he looked at Zhao Daoting with an open and honest expression, like a child eager to present a treasure to his parents.

Inside the Imperial Study, you could hear a pin drop.

Zhao Daoting's gaze was like a knife, scraping Zhao Chen'an's face inch by inch, trying to find even the slightest bit of guilt.

No.

Only honesty, and the bewilderment of someone still reeling from the windfall.

suddenly!

"absurd!"

Zhao Daoting flew into a rage and slammed his palm on the imperial desk, causing a crack to appear in the hard sandalwood.

"Ancient inheritance? Marrying a wife to become stronger? Zhao Chen'an! Do you think I'm a three-year-old child?!"

An emperor's wrath is a test.

He wanted to see if his son would slip up under such immense pressure.

However, Zhao Chen'an stood straight, neither dodging nor avoiding.

"Father, everything I have said is true, and Heaven can bear witness."

He calmly faced Zhao Daoting's anger, his gaze clear and unwavering.

Seeing his son's "I'm not lying, believe it or not" attitude, Zhao Daoting's anger strangely dissipated.

He knew his son.

He was indeed mischievous, but he didn't have the guts to tell such a colossal lie to him without batting an eye.

Is it...

This utterly absurd thought made Zhao Daoting's heart clench violently.

His gaze returned to the golden book.

He reached out his hand, his movements slow and solemn.

The moment his fingertips touched the cover, Zhao Daoting let out a muffled groan and staggered back half a step!

His soul was wailing! It was trembling!

The mere touch was enough to make this powerful expert at the peak of the Four Extremes Realm feel absolute suppression from the level of life!

it is true!

Zhao Daoting could no longer hide the shock in his eyes. He used both hands to lift the thin book.

Upon handling it, it felt as heavy as a mountain!

He turned the first page with trembling hands.

"The Sea of ​​Wheels"

Exquisite! Unparalleled! It surpasses the Great Zhou royal family's national treasure-level cultivation technique, the "Mysterious Water True Scripture," by more than one dimension!

He flipped backward rapidly.

The Dao Palace Scroll!

The Four Extremes Scroll!

"Tornado"!

When his finger stopped at the beginning of the last volume, his breath stopped completely.

Sendai Scroll!

The complete path leading to the realm of sainthood, from the first to the ninth level of Sendai, was clearly laid out before him!

This is not some top-grade martial arts technique!

This is a divine inheritance that could cause rivers of blood to flow in the Immortal Holy Land!

The Earth-grade cultivation technique passed down by the Zhou royal family had reached its limit, causing him to stop at the Four Extremes, cutting off his path forward.

He thought his life was hopeless and that the Great Zhou Dynasty would continue to decline under his rule.

But now!

A road leading to the heavens was laid out before him!

Snapped!

Zhao Daoting slammed the book shut, his chest heaving violently. The look in his eyes as he looked at Zhao Chen'an was no longer one of the scrutiny and suspicion of an emperor.

That was the look of a mortal gazing up at a divine miracle!

Shock, ecstasy, and finally, a sense of awe that he himself was unaware of!

He believed it.

There is no other explanation in the world but a true divine destiny!

Creating something out of thin air, pointing directly to the supreme treasure of the sages...

What incredible good fortune has befallen my most worthless and unfilial son!

And the key to this destiny is... getting married?

Zhao Daoting's mind went blank for a moment because of this conclusion.

Just then, Zhao Chen'an's voice rang out again.

"Father, I am born with a weak body and am unable to open the sea of ​​suffering. Such a divine object in my hands is like a pearl covered in dust."

He bowed solemnly to Zhao Daoting, his forehead touching the ground.

"Today, your son presents this method to Your Majesty! May it help Your Majesty break free from constraints, reign supreme over the world, and lead our Great Zhou Dynasty to eternal glory!"

This bow and these words struck Zhao Daoting's heart like a thunderbolt.

He looked at his son, who was lying prostrate on the ground, the son he had once thought would only live out his life as a wealthy idler, and felt a mix of emotions.

Even the most shrewd emperor could not control his turbulent emotions at this moment.

Zhao Daoting's chest heaved violently, but he couldn't make a sound. He simply stepped down the steps and personally helped Zhao Chen'an up.

He said "good" three times in a row, his voice hoarse.

"Chen'an, your heart is so kind, your father is very pleased."

Zhao Daoting patted his son on the shoulder, his voice finally regaining the composure and decisiveness of an emperor.

"This matter concerns you and me, father and son, and is the greatest secret of our Great Zhou Dynasty."

"From this day forward, keep this to yourself. Never let a third person know, understand?"

"Your subject understands!"

Zhao Chen'an bowed again and left the Imperial Study decisively.

The heavy palace doors slowly closed.

Once again, only Zhao Daoting remained in the Imperial Study.

He stood there, like a statue.

After a long while, he slowly lowered his head, looking at the thin, golden book in his hand that carried the future of a dynasty.

"The more exceptional the qualities of the wife you marry... the richer the inheritance rewards you will receive..."

The daughter of the Sirius tribe was rewarded with such a heaven-defying cultivation technique.

What if it were a woman with even greater talent?

Zhao Daoting's breathing gradually became heavy.

The Great Zhou Dynasty has been trapped in the name of "dynasty" for three hundred years!

The key to breaking the deadlock lies with this most useless son!

He slowly walked back to the imperial desk, sat on the cold dragon throne, and placed the "Great Dao Heavenly Evolution Scripture" in front of him with utmost care.

His fingers tapped unconsciously on the table.

After a long while, the knocking stopped abruptly.

In the darkness, a very soft whisper rang out, carrying an undeniable determination.

"Then... shall we give it a try?"