Shrouding the Heavens: Simultaneous Transmigration, Heavenly Emperor's Stern Father

"A mortal body that wants to live."

Ye Chen answered frankly, "The Big Dipper is vast, and the Eastern Wilderness and Southern Regions are just a small corner of it."

Central Plains, Northern Plains, Western Desert, Southern Ridge—this land is home to too many beings that even sages must look up to.

I know that my cultivation level is nothing more than an ant in front of a true master. If I want to survive in this world, I need a big tree.

Looking across the entire Big Dipper, the only person willing to protect this younger generation without treating them as pawns is you, senior.

These words were spoken frankly and openly, without any concealment.

The old madman remained silent for a long time, then suddenly burst into laughter, the sound echoing through the valley and startling countless birds.

"Good! Good! You're honest, much more so than those noble families of the Holy Land who spout benevolence and morality while secretly scheming!"

He stopped laughing, and the madness in his eyes faded somewhat, replaced by a sharpness born of experience.

"You've brought up the saintess, the Holy Body, and this little girl, making me so curious... what exactly do you want?"

"Rebuild Tianxuan".

Ye Chen's voice was calm and resolute, "You don't need to personally come out of the mountain, you don't need to rebuild the mountain gate, and you don't even need to take on any disciples."

All you need to do is nod and acknowledge this connection at the crucial moment... so that the world knows that Tianxuan's foundation remains intact, and that the Tianxuan Sage's gaze is fixed on the younger generation of father and son.

He stepped forward and met the old madman's gaze without flinching.

"In exchange, I will allow you to see a true Tianxuan in your lifetime... a Tianxuan that is even more glorious than the one six thousand years ago."

The day the Ancient Sacred Body is perfected will be the day Tianxuan returns to the world. As for the Holy Maiden deep within the forbidden land, I will do everything in my power to find her a path to liberation.

The old madman stared at Ye Chen for a long time.

It was as if they wanted to see through every inch of his flesh and blood, every strand of his consciousness.

Then he suddenly stretched out his right hand and tapped the air three times with his index finger. Three beams of light entered the brows of Ye Chen, Ye Fan, and Xiao Nannan respectively.

"This is the protective mark of my Tianxuan Holy Land. When you encounter a truly powerful enemy, it will activate on its own before you suffer a fatal blow, and at the same time transmit the crisis back to me."

As long as you remain within the range of the ancient Big Dipper star, I have my own means to protect you. As for the mark given to Little Nannan, it will solve her memory problem.

He paused, then took out a yellowed old book from his pocket and casually tossed it to Ye Chen.

"These are the cultivation techniques and secret arts of the Tianxuan Holy Land, covering everything from the Sea of ​​Wheels to the Immortal Platform. How can someone from Tianxuan not know the Tianxuan cultivation techniques? It would be a disgrace to Tianxuan."

There's one more thing...

The old madman raised his hand and drew a line in the void, revealing a secret diagram woven from Dao patterns. It was complex and profound, with each line shimmering with a faint golden light.

That is the "Travel Secret"... the supreme secret technique among the Nine Secrets, which focuses on speed.

Although incomplete, it was still an immense fortune for Ye Chen, who was at the Dao Palace realm.

"Your footwork is too rudimentary. This is the complete Tianxuan Footwork, which is derived from the Xingzi Secret. How much you can comprehend depends on your own destiny."

Ye Chen accepted the old book with both hands, firmly imprinting the secret diagram into his divine sense. He then adopted the respectful posture befitting a junior, cupping his hands and saying:

"Thank you for your kind offer, senior. May I ask what your plans are for the future?"

The old madman turned around, squatted down again beside the bluestone, and began to trace the never-forming pattern with his fingers once more.

But this time, his silhouette didn't seem as lonely as before.

"What other plans do I have? Wait until you grow up, and see how much of what you call the 'real Tianxuan' is true. Then..."

His voice suddenly lowered, as if he were whispering to himself.

"At that time, perhaps we will have enough confidence to bring her back to Tianxuan."

Ye Chen remained silent, simply picking up the little girl again and gesturing for Ye Fan to follow.

The three of them slowly left along the mountain path they had come from, and the figure of the old madman behind them was gradually swallowed up by the verdant ancient trees and the misty mountain fog.

Goodbye, Grandpa!

The little girl perched on Ye Chen's shoulder and waved her little hand in the direction where the old madman had disappeared, as if saying goodbye to someone she had known for a long time.

"father……"

Ye Fan suddenly spoke.

His tone carried a hint of admiration that he himself was unaware of.

"Are you really planning to rebuild Tianxuan and make it great again?"

"certainly."

Ye Chen kept walking, his gaze passing over the layers of mountains and looking towards the more distant north. "In Beidou, you have to consider your power and background to survive."

Although Yao Guang Holy Land is good, it is someone else's territory. Staying there for too long will either lead to being used as a talent or as a pawn.

Although the old madman has an eccentric temper, he is loyal and righteous. The fact that he can't let go of his old friends from six thousand years ago is the best proof of this. If he is a supporter, he will only protect his own and will not betray others.

Such a powerful backer is hard to find even with a lantern.

Ye Fan was silent for a moment, then asked:

"So where do we go next?"

"Let's find a way to get to the Northern Region."

Ye Chen's voice came through the mountain wind, carrying an unprecedented sense of certainty.

"Now that the old madman has given his approval, Tianxuan's banner can be raised."

But having a banner isn't enough; you need money. The Northern Region has resources, mines, and endless underground treasures. Breaking through to the Fourth Extreme will require tens of millions of kilograms of resources...

We'll have to settle this score gradually.

...No, how much? Tens of millions of kilograms of source!

Ye Fan was startled. Was his cultivation really that resource-intensive?!

Just hearing that number made Ye Fan feel immense pressure.

He was only a minor cultivator at the Life Spring Realm, but his father was already helping him research the opponents of the Four Extremes Secret Realm!

The little girl yawned, rested her head on Ye Chen's shoulder, and asked sleepily, "Uncle, are there fruits to eat in the Northern Region?"

Ye Chen smiled slightly, his tone unusually gentle.

"Yes, the fruits from the Northern Regions are bigger and sweeter than those from the Forbidden Lands."

The Southern Region of the Eastern Wilderness is still too barren, with too few opportunities and good fortune. The Northern Region is more suitable for development and growth. However, before going to the Northern Region, there are still some opportunities in the Southern Region that should not be missed.

……

Qingfeng Town.

This town is neither too big nor too small. A dirt road runs through it, with about a dozen shops scattered along the side.

As dusk approached and wisps of smoke rose from chimneys, a jarring commotion erupted from Jiang's Tavern at the town's entrance.

Ye Chen led the way, holding Nannan's hand, with Ye Fan following behind. As soon as they entered the town, they heard a shrill voice shouting:

"Hey Jiang, I don't even pay when I eat at fancy restaurants, it's a favor to eat at your lousy place!"

Ye Fan paused, his gaze passing through the crowd, and saw a middle-aged man with a sallow face kicking an old man with white hair in the chest.

The old man coughed up a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground.

A little girl with pigtails threw herself on the old man, crying and screaming.

"grandfather!"