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

Everyone turned their heads at the same time and saw a young man dressed in a moon-white robe walking slowly towards the entrance of the peach grove.

He looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old, with a faint smile on his handsome face.

He held the hand of a three- or four-year-old girl with his left hand, and his right hand was behind his back.

Behind him, a hunched old man followed slowly, his tattered gray robe fluttering gently in the wind, his thin figure looking as if a gust of wind could blow him over.

Ye Chen's voice echoed through the valley.

A commotion suddenly broke out deep within the peach blossom grove.

Several female demons in light gauze robes peeked out from among the peach branches, initially mistaking them for some foolish cultivator coming to their death, but upon seeing who it was...

A young-looking cultivator, a mad old man, and a little girl fast asleep—the lineup was as bizarre as a bustling market.

"Who goes there? State your name!"

Qin Yao was the first to step forward. The red mole between her eyebrows was alluring against the backdrop of peach blossoms. Her gaze swept over the three people, and her eyes narrowed slightly when they landed on the old madman.

This old man is unfathomable.

She tentatively unleashed a wisp of demonic power, but it vanished without a trace.

"I am Ye Chen, the current Holy Lord of Tianxuan Holy Land."

Ye Chen cupped his hands in a gesture of respect, his tone unusually polite.

"This is the Supreme Elder of my Tianxuan Holy Land, a Saint-level cultivator. This is my daughter. I have come to visit today for two matters..."

Firstly, my son Ye Fan was abducted to your sect by a fat Taoist priest, and I've come to pick him up and take him home for dinner.

Secondly, I wish to discuss with Princess Yan the alliance between Tianxuan and the Qingdi lineage.

Before Qin Yao could answer, Ye Fan's grief-stricken shouts echoed through the peach blossom grove:

"Father! Why are you so late! I'm surrounded by these demons!"

Then came Duan De's gloating laughter: "Hahaha, even if your father came, it wouldn't make a difference. These demons have imperial weapons; your father is at most a Dao Palace Secret Realm cultivator..."

The laughter stopped abruptly.

Because Duan De heard the words "sage".

He parted the peach branches, his gaze falling on the old madman, and his face turned pale instantly.

Over the years, he has traveled all over the country, digging up graves and robbing tombs. He has seen many terrifying things, so this feeling is not wrong.

"Get out of here!"

Duan De let out a strange cry and turned to run away.

Before he could run three steps, the old madman didn't even raise his head. He lightly scratched the ground with a dry branch, and a circle of Dao patterns appeared under Duan De's feet, like an invisible cage trapping him in place.

The fat Taoist priest circled the cage several times, finally collapsing to the ground in a fit of grief and indignation.

"I knew it! I knew it! Every time I run into someone with the surname Ye, I'm doomed. Everyone with the surname Ye is a bad person!"

"Master, we meet again."

Ye Chen smiled kindly, "We really hit it off immediately. It's fate that brought us together from afar. Fate is truly wonderful."

Duan De's entire body of fat trembled: "I'd rather not have this kind of fate..."

His face turned deathly pale. He suddenly realized that the repeated exploitation he had suffered at the hands of the Ye family over the years was not a coincidence, but fate.

This family has a long-standing tradition of cunning and ruthlessness.

Ye Chen has arrived.

Duan De's smile froze on his face instantly.

He instinctively took a step back, bumping the back of his head on a peach branch, and a few petals fell onto his head.

"Why are you here again?!"

His voice cracked, carrying a sense of indignation at being repeatedly tormented by fate.

"I finally managed to close a deal, can't you just let me earn a drop of essence blood in peace?!"

Ye Chen ignored him.

His gaze swept over the circle of female demons, finally settling on Qin Yao, and he spoke gently:

"You little demon, hand over my son, or if you take another step forward, the world will be turned upside down."

Qin Yao narrowed her eyes.

She couldn't see through Ye Chen's cultivation level, but she could sense that his aura wasn't particularly impressive... at most, he was at the Dao Palace realm.

She herself is at the peak of the Dao Palace, with more than a dozen sisters behind her, and Princess Yan Ruyu is stationed outside the peach grove.

As for whether that old man is a saint?

You're kidding me! In this post-ancient and arduous era, the second level of the Immortal Realm is the limit; it's impossible for a saint to be born here.

Qin Yao smiled sweetly and gently pinched Ye Fan's cheek with her slender hand:

"This young man was personally brought here by Master Duan; he's a guest of our Azure Emperor lineage. It's probably not appropriate for you to just take him away like this, is it?"

Ye Chen sighed and turned to the old madman, saying:

"Senior, she won't give it to me."

The old madman slowly raised his eyelids and glanced at Qin Yao.

Just one glance.

The air in the entire peach grove seemed to freeze in that instant.

All the female demons simultaneously felt an invisible force pressing down on them, a tremor that originated from the depths of their souls...

Like an ant suddenly realizing that it was standing in front of a sleeping dragon, Qin Yao involuntarily released Ye Fan's cheek.

Her body was trembling, every inch of her flesh screaming at the instinctive warning... Don't move, don't speak, don't breathe.

The old man in front of you is someone that your entire Azure Emperor lineage combined cannot afford to offend.

"We are deeply grateful for the presence of the Holy Lord Tianxuan; we have failed to greet you properly."

A beam of blue light shone from the depths of the peach grove.

Yan Ruyu stepped out, holding the Chaos Green Lotus in her hand. The lotus petals trembled slightly, and wisps of chaotic energy fell down, enveloping her in a hazy green light.

Her exquisite face was expressionless, but the fingers holding Qinglian trembled slightly.

The Chaos Green Lotus spun slightly in her palm, and the aura of an imperial weapon wafted out faintly, as if the air had frozen for a moment.

She was dressed in white, her beauty unparalleled. Her gaze passed over Qin Yao and landed on Ye Chen, her brows furrowing slightly.

She walked up to Qin Yao, held the green lotus horizontally in front of her chest, and looked past Ye Chen, staring directly at the old madman.

"The arrival of the Sage is an unfortunate failure of the Green Emperor's lineage to properly welcome him."

Her voice was still as beautiful as heavenly music.

But everyone could tell that this composure was forced.

"May I ask what brings you here, senior?"

The old madman did not answer.

His gaze fell on the chaotic blue lotus, a hint of reminiscence flashing in his eyes, as if he were looking at a rare object.

Imperial artifact?

Back then, Tianxuan also possessed an imperial artifact, but that was over six thousand years ago...

The old madman looked away and continued to close his eyes to rest, as if nothing in front of him was worth his time.

Ye Chen took out the green lotus seed from his pocket and waved it in front of Yan Ruyu:

"Princess Yan, I am not here to fight. I have come to relieve your worries. You should recognize this item; it is a token of the Azure Emperor."

Yan Ruyu's gaze fell on the green lotus seed, her pupils contracting slightly.

They share the same roots and origins; it's actually the aura of our ancestors!

Where did this thing come from?

"I obtained this item from the Yin Tomb of the Azure Emperor..."

Ye Chen noticed her confusion and said with a smile:

"In a way, I have some connection with the Azure Emperor. I've come here today for two reasons: first, to bring my son home; and second..."

He paused, put away the jade pendant, and his expression became more serious.

"I would like to discuss the alliance with Princess Yan."

"An alliance?" Yan Ruyu raised her eyebrows slightly.

"The Heavenly Pivot Holy Land and the Azure Emperor's lineage," Ye Chen said.

Princess Yan should know our families' situations better than I do.

Six thousand years after the destruction of Tianxuan, the lineage of the Azure Emperor has declined to this day, with very few even transforming into dragons.

To put it bluntly... we're all once rich but now poor and destitute. No one should look down on anyone else. Princess Yan, you don't want the demon race to decline like this, do you?

Yan Ruyu remained silent.

But her eyes flickered slightly.

Ye Chen's words were harsh, but they hit the nail on the head.

Tianxuan has a sage but no imperial weapon, while Qingdi has an imperial weapon but no sage. The two complement each other perfectly when they come together.