Chapter 2383: The Petty King

Chapter 2383: Little Ren Wang

Wah wah wah!

In the quiet night, the baby's cries echoed throughout Tianxuan Men.

Then came the whooshing winds.

The Huang Zhe arrived, the Shen Jiang arrived, and so did Kunlun Shen Nü, Zhutian Jian Shen, and the others—a dense crowd of old-timers, all standing atop the mountain peak.

No one spoke; they just stared at the little baby in Ye Chen's hand, who was crying loudly.

Is this Ren Wang?

Everyone's eyes seemed to ask the same question. This wasn't right! Where was the promised transformation? Where was the promised nirvana? How did he end up getting smaller and smaller? This is just too adorable.

"This little thing must be ancestral."

Sheng Zun stepped forward and flicked Ren Wang's little... thing.

Wah!

The little Ren Wang, already crying hard, now cried even louder, tears streaming down his face.

At the sight, a group of mischievous old folks rubbed their hands, eager to join in.

But Di Ji was the bold one—she swung a palm, and the mountaintop cleared out in an instant.

The more reliable Huang Zhe and Shen Jiang narrowed their eyes slightly. They could tell that this little Ren Wang had no memories and didn't even know who he was, just like a newborn baby—completely unaware of this strange world, filled only with endless curiosity.

The atmosphere on site grew awkward.

So many people had been waiting for Ren Wang's return, only to get a stone first. Fine, they endured that. But now, a little baby popped out from the stone—this was just too much.

"Let's stew him in a pot!"

Di Lao stroked his chin and said thoughtfully.

As soon as he spoke, he was sent flying off the mountaintop.

The one who struck was Di Ji again—who knows where her anger came from, but she attacked without a word, leaving the other old-timers too scared to speak, afraid they'd be next.

Just then, Zi Xuan arrived, as if she had seen the earlier phenomenon.

But when she laid eyes on little Ren Wang, her expression was indescribably strange.

Indeed, in this era, the three great emperor remnant souls were: Long Ye, Ren Wang, and her. One was missing, one had turned into a baby, and only she remained somewhat normal.

"Come on, you hold him."

Ye Chen said, handing little Ren Wang to Donghuang Tai Xin, then turning to leave. What a mess! He had guarded Ren Wang for nearly a year, only for this outcome. If he'd known, he'd have stayed at Xian Chi—there, he could at least flirt with his wife now and then.

Donghuang Tai Xin coughed lightly, her view of the Ren Wang from her memories completely changed. Compared to the sleazy Fu Xi of the past, this little Ren Wang was truly adorable, stirring a surge of maternal instincts.

Her feelings were shared by the other Quasi Emperors.

Although Ren Wang was a pain in the neck, looking at this little guy now, no one felt like hitting him. Instead, they all wanted to step forward, touch his little face, poke his little belly, and maybe flick his little thing.

Wah wah wah!

As everyone watched, Ren Wang kept crying, as if he'd suffered a great wrong, his face covered in tears.

"He might be hungry—let's feed him some milk!"

Fu Ya pinched his beard and suggested.

No sooner had he spoken than he was sent flying too. But this time, it wasn't Di Ji—it was Kunlun Shen Nü. Even the silent Jian Shen wanted to ascend and give Fu Ya another sword strike.

In the end, little Ren Wang was taken away and enshrined in a ancestral hall, treated like an ancestor. After all, he was a being returned from the great calamity—how did he turn out so exceptionally unique?

Meanwhile, Ye Chen had returned to Xian Chi. For some reason, he felt a fire burning in his chest, wanting to curse.

This damned heavens really toyed with people. Ren Wang must know the secrets, but he had turned into a baby form without any memories—it was infuriating.

At night, the waters of Xian Chi rippled, shrouded in misty rain.

Ji Ning Shuang hadn't woken up yet. Since her Quasi Emperor tribulation, she hadn't opened her eyes. In this year, she'd only been consolidating her Dao essence, expanding her inner world, and solidifying her cultivation, making it extremely stable.

Chu Xuan and the others were there too, mostly sitting in meditation with eyes closed. In the blink of an eye, a year had passed without them waking. Their minds wandered in the Dao realm, oblivious to the outside world, focused solely on enlightenment.

What delighted Ye Chen was that in this year of enlightenment, Shangguan Yu Er had changed the most. The Dao essence she'd accumulated for years had reached a critical point—she just needed a single thought to break through on the spot.

And with that thought, she did it.

In an instant, a thunderous rumble echoed through the void, and the starry sky filled with stars was instantly covered by dark clouds. Countless lightning bolts tore through, with thunder crashing and a will of pressure descending.

Time for the tribulation!

Shangguan Yu Er chuckled, quickly darting out of Xian Chi toward the starry skies beyond Da Chu. She hadn't even realized that this moment of insight from a year's enlightenment had borne fruit.

Ye Chen smiled and soared up, following her.

By the time they reached the starry sky, billions of thunderbolts had gathered. The once playful Shangguan Yu Er was no longer smiling; she looked solemn and dignified, clad in battle armor and wielding an immortal sword.

"The Dao heart shall not die, and the human body shall not perish."

Ye Chen transmitted his voice.

"As Ye Chen's wife, I shall not yield to the heavens."

Shangguan Yu Er smiled radiantly and charged into the void.

She cultivated the Emperor Dao immortal arts, which finally proved useful. Bathed in the descending lightning, she fought her way up, submerged by the thunder sea time and again, only to emerge each time.

Many passing cultivators gathered, and upon seeing it was Shangguan Yu Er undergoing the tribulation and witnessing the scale of the heavenly tribulation, they felt no surprise.

It was only because Ji Ning Shuang's tribulation had been too terrifying. Compared to Dong Shen, Shangguan Yu Er's heavenly tribulation was much weaker—in terms of level, it was several grades lower.

But Shangguan Yu Er was incredibly tenacious, actually summoning an Emperor Dao law body.

The world was astonished, and those who had left turned back, their expressions full of shock. Among Ye Chen's wives, her talent was the weakest, far from Emperor child level, yet she had summoned an Emperor Dao law body. Any tribulation of this kind proved she was at the Emperor child level.

Not just the world—even Ye Chen was stunned. He thought the tribulation would end soon and was about to go retrieve her, but unexpectedly, the Emperor Dao law body manifested—it was the Ling Di.

"Am I at the Emperor child level?"

Shangguan Yu Er murmured, not sure if it was joy or shock. Either way, it was completely unexpected.

"Don't lose focus."

Ye Chen's words rang out firmly.

Shangguan Yu Er snapped back to attention and saw Ling Di attacking. A sword strike sent her stumbling back.

She steadied herself abruptly, layering on various immortal arts and etching an ancient immortal mark on her brow. Though shocked, she felt no fear. Compared to Ye Chen and Ji Ning Shuang, her tribulation was child's play—if she couldn't even defeat one emperor, how could she face being Ye Chen's wife?

Boom! Bang! Boom!

The starry sky shook, Emperor might spread, and space collapsed inch by inch under the pressure.

In this battle, Shangguan Yu Er fought fiercely, bathing in the blood of the Emperor Dao law body. Through the trials of the tribulation, she was reborn in blood, defying the heavens in nirvana.

Once the rumbling faded, Ye Chen stepped forward and supported the staggering Shangguan Yu Er. She was badly injured—after all, she wasn't a freak like Ji Ning Shuang or Chu Xuan.

"Ye Chen, I didn't embarrass you, did I?"

In his arms, Shangguan Yu Er murmured tenderly.

In this life and the previous, with a Quasi Emperor tribulation involving an Emperor Dao law body, she had finally caught up to Ye Chen's pace. The gap was still vast, but at least she could see his back.

"Don't say foolish things."

Ye Chen smiled warmly and headed straight for Da Chu.

Behind them, sighs and murmurs of admiration continued.

Now, all of Ye Chen's wives were proper Quasi Emperors. Besides Ye Chen and Ji Ning Shuang as youthful emperor levels, the rest were genuine Emperor child levels—a whole family of monsters.

At the edge of Da Chu, Ye Chen paused silently, for there stood a graceful figure, silhouetted against the brilliant starlight, like a dreamlike exiled immortal.

It was a woman in white, veiled, with a ethereal and transcendent presence.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. He had never seen this white-clad woman and didn't know her origins, but he knew she was strong—conservatively, on the same level as Donghuang Tai Xin.

He was observing her, while she was gazing at Da Chu, like a statue of ice, motionless, with no aura leaking out—or perhaps it was extremely concealed.

"Junior Ye Chen greets the senior."

Ye Chen approached, using his origin essence to erase the Emperor Dao killing intent from his wife while bowing, hoping to learn the white-clad woman's background.

The white-clad woman said nothing, ignoring Ye Chen's bow entirely. She silently turned and walked away, her steps graceful, each one treading on Dao essence, her movements ghostly and elusive—one step real, one step illusory, impossible to distinguish between the true form and the afterimage.

"You types, if you enter my Da Chu, you'd get beaten."

Ye Chen withdrew his gaze and entered Zhutian Men. As a Huang Zhe of Da Chu and a Quasi Emperor Saint Body, he had respectfully bowed, only to be ignored—it was truly humiliating.

Perhaps he didn't know that the white-clad woman, now fading into the distance, suddenly glanced back, a sly curve forming at her lips, and a touch of seven-colored immortal light flashed in her indifferent, desolate eyes.

"Zhu Xian Jian."

This cold snort came from Ming Di, carrying Emperor Dao killing intent. Ye Chen hadn't seen it, but as a supreme being, he saw it clearly.