Chapter 2937: Abandon Bloodline, Prove Dao and Become Emperor?

Chapter 2937: Abandon Bloodline, Attain Dao and Become Emperor?

Regarding Yao Chi's question, Di Zun did not respond.

This peak great emperor might not know the answer, or perhaps he did but simply chose not to say, or maybe he couldn't speak of it.

After waiting for a long time, Yao Chi still received no answer.

Di Zun remained calm, quietly gazing up at the Emperor's Dao Gate.

This gaze lasted eighty years.

That year, Dao Zu clutched his chest, and Ming Di did the same. Forget eighty years—why not keep watching for a few more decades and just send Ye Chen straight to the Huang Quan Road? There's no one quite like you for this.

That year, Di Zun dissipated.

After eighty years, Ye Chen returned, his body swaying unsteadily, his face pale, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, and his already hunched back even more stooped. Waves of deathly energy surged relentlessly through him.

He had undergone a forced cycle of reincarnation and suffered backlash.

The cost of the backlash was a loss of lifespan, but because his understanding of reincarnation had deepened, he lost only twenty years this time.

Now, he had just thirty years left to live.

"Done beautifully."

Ming Di gave a thumbs-up, directed at Di Zun. Even the usually reserved Dao Zu felt like doing the same. Watching for eighty years had cost eighty years—adding it up, that's one hundred and sixty years!

For others, those one hundred and sixty years might mean nothing, but for Ye Chen, it was a devastating blow.

Ye Chen shook his head and laughed, caught off guard once again.

Yao Chi said nothing, placing her jade hand on Ye Chen's back to channel Emperor's Dao essence and divine power, but it was essentially useless.

"Dad."

Ye Ling's voice carried a hint of sobbing, and the eyes of the other women brimmed with tears. Only thirty years left!

"Abandon bloodline, attain Dao and become emperor."

Yao Chi whispered softly, holding Ye Chen's aged hand.

"Abandon bloodline, attain Dao and become emperor."

Dao Zu and Ming Di both sent their messages.

Ye Chen gently shook his head and wearily sat down, his murky old eyes devoid of any light, sunk in silence.

"You child, why won't you listen!"

"After becoming emperor, you'll have more lifespan, enough to study how to fuse the Sheng Ti essence. It's just reversing the order."

"Young people need to know how to adapt."

Ming Di stroked his beard, exuding the authority of an elder, lecturing Ye Chen from across the barrier between the human and nether worlds. He had the right to do so.

His words were exactly what Dao Zu wanted to say.

Ye Chen remained silent, simply sitting quietly under the old tree.

The three emperors—heaven, earth, and human—were probably thinking too simply.

Abandon bloodline and attain Dao to become emperor?

Don't kid yourself; that path won't work.

He hadn't understood it back then, but over these years, he had come to realize.

With his bloodline, he was a Da Cheng Sheng Ti with thirty years left.

Without it, he would just be an ordinary quasi-emperor, and even if he consumed every life-extending pill in the world, he wouldn't live more than nine thousand years.

During his solo battle against the nine emperors, he had sacrificed fifty thousand years of lifespan.

From that moment, the path of abandoning his bloodline to become emperor became a dead end.

In other words, the instant he gave up his Sheng Ti bloodline, he would turn to ash due to his lifespan before he could even achieve enlightenment.

Even if he wanted to bow his head to the heavens, he needed to have the qualification to do so.

His only way to survive was to attain Dao and become emperor.

Night gradually deepened.

Under the moonlight, Ye Chen left Yu Nu Peak alone. Behind him, the female emperor no longer mentioned attaining Dao and becoming emperor, and the heavenly and nether emperors fell silent, as if they had caught on. Precisely because they knew, their expressions grew even grimmer. Something so straightforward, and none of them had seen through it.

At Tian Xuan Men, Ye Chen appeared once more.

He paused slightly in front of the Ling Xiao Hall.

This time, the Ling Xiao Hall did not block him, and Ruoxi did not either. How many years had it been? For the first time, they opened the door for Ye Chen. With only thirty years of life left, they couldn't be too heartless—he should at least get to see his two wives. After thirty years, there might be no more chances.

As he entered, Ruoxi's immortal body trembled lightly.

It was likely the subconscious of Chu Xuan and Chu Ling. Though they were in deep slumber, they could sense Ye Chen's aged state. In their memories, those wise and profound eyes were now murky and dim.

Ye Chen smiled warmly, using his divine power to form a cloud and sit by Ruoxi's side. He didn't speak or move, just quietly watched her. It had been so many years since he had looked at her so carefully.

Unfortunately, they were in slumber and couldn't awaken, only tears sliding from the corners of their eyes—it was both sorrow and heartache.

Only after half a month did he rise and leave, his back desolate and aged. The more aged he became, the faster his lifespan drained away.

"Come, have a drink."

Not far from the hall, Ren Wang had set up a stone table.

Ye Chen sat down quietly, drinking without a word.

This version of him made Ren Wang uncomfortable. Compared to the man before him, Ren Wang preferred the shameless rogue from his memories.

Once one became a supreme being, they didn't talk much anymore. It wasn't just Ye Chen—even in Ren Wang's memories, most great emperors and Da Cheng Sheng Ti were like this. It was probably from experiencing too much and seeing through it all, so they preferred silence, letting their actions speak.

It wasn't until late at night that Ye Chen departed.

Back at the peak of Yu Nu Peak, he looked up again.

As he watched, he suddenly raised his hand, and destructive power gathered in his palm. It wasn't to carve, but to destroy the Emperor's Dao Gate.

In an instant, both Ming Di and Dao Zu frowned.

Boom!

With a thunderous boom in the void, the Emperor's Dao Gate, which had been carved for hundreds of years, collapsed spectacularly, its forbidden power raining down like light.

However, before long, the scattered light reformed into the void and recast the Emperor's Dao Gate, still as illusory as before.

Afterward, Ye Chen tried several more times, but it was always the same.

"You must know what's missing now."

Dao Zu murmured softly, sending a message to Ye Chen across the heavenly barrier.

"Dare to tell her, and I'll haunt you two even as a ghost."

Ye Chen replied indifferently, without a trace of jest.

Whether it was Dao Zu or Ming Di, in the moment Ye Chen spoke, they both detected a hint of killing intent. It was a warning, and also a threat—both directed at them.

"Why bother?"

Dao Zu sighed, shaking his head helplessly.

This time, Ming Di fell silent.

There was a certain guess he had, perhaps a few centuries later than Dao Zu, but he figured it out the instant Ye Chen tried to destroy the Emperor's Dao Gate. That was when he truly understood what was lacking.

"No wonder there's no precedent for a Sheng Ti to become emperor."

After a long while, Ming Di sighed.

Only after knowing what was missing did he realize how devastating the cost was.

Ye Chen said no more and didn't try to destroy the Emperor's Dao Gate again. He knew it was impossible. There was a kind of imprint etched into the unseen realm, and once it was set, it couldn't be erased.

Before leaving, he left a Lun Hui mark at the Emperor's Dao Gate, so he could manifest there instantly if needed.

The night passed without incident, and dawn broke in the blink of an eye.

By early morning, before the sky was fully bright, the scent of food wafted from Yu Nu Peak. Disciples who rose early or had keen senses sniffed the air, their appetites whetted.

No need to look; they knew it was Ye Chen cooking.

"In terms of combat power, he shakes the ancients and dazzles the present."

"In terms of cooking, he's unmatched in the world."

Xiao Ling Wa squatted on Xiong Er's shoulder, sighing and clicking his tongue.

"Want to go grab a meal?"

Xiong Er rubbed his nose, glancing at Xiao Ling Wa, then at Xie Yun and Si Tu Nan. Whenever talents gathered, these four would show up, heading to Yu Nu Peak whether there was something going on or not.

"Not hungry... well... don't dare."

Xie Yun coughed, and Si Tu Nan did the same.

"Look at you two cowards."

Xiao Ling Wa pouted and shot off like a streak of light toward Yu Nu Peak.

Then, Xie Yun and the others all tilted their heads back, their eyes shifting left and right as they watched Xiao Ling Wa fly out of Yu Nu Peak. Not to brag, but they didn't know how far he flew.

So that's how it is! If you're not a supreme being, don't go to Yu Nu Peak for a free meal. The current Ye Chen isn't the same as before. If he slaps you, not even a great emperor could take it.

On Yu Nu Peak, the scene was especially warm and cozy.

"Heavenly tribulation! That damn heavenly tribulation!"

Whether intentionally or not, from the moment Ye Ling sat down, she kept muttering that phrase, repeating it dozens of times.

Those who understood knew what she meant; those who didn't could just pretend.

How to put it? Without the heavenly tribulation, Yu Nu Peak would probably be even livelier, with a bunch of little ones running around.

"Come on, eat this."

"Have a bowl of soup; it's nourishing and good for the yin and kidneys, plus it beautifies and nourishes."

"This dish is pretty good too."

The women were quite attentive, some serving soup, others picking dishes, piling Ye Ling's spot full. It was mealtime, so enough with the chatter—stop bringing up that heavenly tribulation.

Ye Chen's smile was full of longing.

"Master, are you feeling worn out?"

Across from him, Xi Yan rested her chin in her hands, grinning mischievously. She wasn't calling him "husband" anymore; it was "master" now. As for their family's seniority, it had long been a mess, so calling anything was fine.

"Don't mess around; I'm still going strong in my old age."

Ye Chen stroked his beard, speaking with great emphasis, and straightened his hunched back in an instant. He meant to say, I'm still up to the task—I could handle a few of you with ease.

As soon as he said that, everyone at the table burst into laughter. Paired with his gesture, it made them laugh even harder, adding a touch of warmth to the breakfast.

From that day on, Ye Chen rarely left Yu Nu Peak, only going to Tian Xuan Men every three to five days to see Chu Xuan and Chu Ling.

The life of a Da Cheng Sheng Ti was more peaceful than imagined—cooking, carving wood, paying respects to Ye Fan and the others, and visiting Tian Xuan Men. These were the daily activities of this great Sheng Ti.

As for the Emperor's Dao Gate, he no longer paid it any mind.

Besides these, he wasn't cultivating at all, like a retired elder enjoying a simple, ordinary life.

The matter of attaining Dao and becoming emperor seemed to have become a fleeting cloud to him—he didn't want to mention it or pursue it anymore.

Ye Ling, Ji Ning Shuang, and the others also shared an unspoken understanding. Whether at meals or while carving wood, they never brought up Ye Chen's lifespan. After so many years, it was the first time things felt this peaceful.

"From the looks of it, he's really planning to just age away day by day."

Ming Di tucked his hands behind his back and took a deep breath.

"The path he chooses, we have no right to interfere."

Dao Zu was quite relaxed, wearing a raincoat and a bamboo hat as he sat by the immortal lake, quietly fishing.

"You're really not in a hurry!"

Ming Di sat down too, glancing at Dao Zu.

"Will hurrying help?"

"Or perhaps not."

"Even if we use that method to forge the Emperor's Dao Gate, do you think he'll go through with attaining Dao?" Dao Zu said calmly, cutting off Ming Di. "After all these years, you should understand his nature."

"Whether he'll attain Dao or not, I don't know, but wiping us out—he's absolutely capable of it." Ming Di coughed.

Not just him—Dao Zu felt a bit uneasy too.

Recalling Ye Chen's words from that night, he felt a chill down his spine. When a Da Cheng Sheng Ti lost his temper, he didn't spare even family.

PS: Two chapters today.

(March 4, 2020)

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