40: Chapter 40 Could he be my son?

"If he takes the position of Holy Lord, his children can all enjoy treatment far surpassing the Jiang Clan prodigies of the same realm! To think he actually gave it up?"

"Wushang is only at the Third Realm. If he could become the Holy Lord, relying on the resources of our Jiang Clan, he might perhaps step into the Saint King realm in the future."

"Without resources, I'm afraid stepping into the Saint realm will be his limit in the future."

Many Jiang Clan disciples shook their heads repeatedly, thinking that Xie Wushang's move was not wise.

The few Elders in the valley, however, wore awkward expressions.

"This brat doesn't even care about the position of Holy Lord?" The Grand Elder frowned, looking at Xie Wushang in disbelief.

"Does he not know that the various lineages of our Jiang Clan fight until their heads are bloody just for the position of an Elder, let alone the Holy Lord?"

The Second Elder whispered, also feeling suspicious in his heart.

As long as they could obtain an Elder position, the people of their lineage could enjoy thirty percent more resources than other clansmen.

In the Cultivate realm, if there are not enough resources, even with a Saint Body, it will be extremely difficult to move forward, let alone step into the Saint realm.

They truly did not know that what Xie Wushang wanted was not those meager Saint resources.

His goal was to enter the Daoist sanctuary of Revered Master Jiang Jiuyang, help Revered Master refine the residual true fire within, and recover the Emperor Realm cultivation.

To recast the tianyang halberd.

In this way, holding the tianyang halberd, even without going all out, he could battle Great Emperors.

Why bother competing with those children for some position of Holy Lord.

"Is Wushang afraid that I will be impeached and feel embarrassed after stepping down from the position of Holy Lord?" Jiang Daoran muttered inwardly.

Old tears welled up in his eyes as he secretly looked at Xie Wushang, feeling a warmth in his heart. "This little fellow still has his grandfather in his heart."

"Alright, continue Awakening the Bloodline." Jiang Daoran took a deep breath and said in a solemn voice.

"Wushang, will you go first, or will Nianyang go!" He looked at Xie Wushang.

Xie Wushang wore a calm expression. He looked at Jiang Nianyang and said, "Let little brother Nianyang go first."

The Legacy Bloodline of the Jiang Clan was merely one of Xie Wushang's many methods after all.

His true trump card was the Natal Divine Soul.

It was the latent 'Natural Disaster Dao Body'.

The 'Natural Disaster Dao Body' could refine the Innate Laws contained within various disaster spirits.

For example:

Xie Wushang did not possess the Taiyin Saint Body.

But his Primordial Spirit had long since refined and undergone Fusion with the Taiyin Law, mastering the power of Taiyin.

And the Law of Thunder...

Relying on this, Xie Wushang could gather ten thousand Daos into one body, so the Dao of the Sun of the Jiang Clan was not his only Dao.

"Alright, then I will come!" Jiang Nianyang did not back down either. He stepped out and came beneath the emperor monument.

Seeing Jiang Ruoxi awaken the Sun Divine Body, praised by all the Elders and becoming the center of attention, the little fellow also began to stir restlessly.

Xie Wushang held Jiang Ruoxi and retreated to the side.

Ahead, on the emperor monument, within the suspended sun, the artifact spirit's eyes opened and closed. A majestic sun essence poured down like a fiery river of the Nine Heavens, infusing into Jiang Nianyang's body, causing the ancient emperor Bloodline of the Jiang Clan hidden within him to boil and be rapidly stimulated.

Whoosh!

The majestic Bloodline Power of the sun, resembling an ignited volcano, gushed directly forth, gathering into a sea high in the sky.

A vast emperor's might oscillated outward, causing the nearby Jiang Clan disciples to be directly blown away one by one, and some even vomited blood.

"This is the emperor's might... This is the Great Emperor's Dao charm..."

"Such a terrifying Bloodline Power... far surpassing ordinary Saint Bodies!"

"It is completely no weaker than Goddess Ruoxi from just now!"

"Could it be that my Jiang Clan is about to produce another Divine Son?"

When they stabilized their figures, those onlookers of the Jiang Clan widened their eyes one by one, revealing looks of disbelief.

"Divine Son?" In the distance, Wang Linglong's gaze flashed, tightly staring at Jiang Nianyang ahead.

The blood Qi within Jiang Nianyang's body continued to surge majestically.

Flames rose and gathered three thousand meters high in the sky. The sea of fire grew larger and larger, covering three thousand miles of the Jiang Clan before stopping its expansion.

Once the sea of fire stopped expanding, light patterns flickered on the emperor monument, and a row of data manifested.

"Legacy ancient ancestor Bloodline 93... The Dao charm contained reaches the emperor level..."

"This child... has the bearing of a Great Emperor!"

"He shall be the Sun Divine Body."

The artifact spirit of the tianyang emperor monument, that grand and majestic voice subsequently resounded.

"The Legacy Bloodline reached ninety-three percent... To think it is even slightly higher than the Goddess..."

"Sun Divine Body... To think it is another Sun Divine Body..." The nearby onlookers of the Jiang Clan shouted aloud.

"My Jiang Clan has produced another Divine Body!" In the valley, the Third Elder cheered.

"Haha, Heaven blesses my Jiang Clan!" Grand Elder Great Elder Jiang Yuyang laughed heartily.

"It truly is a Divine Body!" Jiang Daoran stroked his beard, also full of gratification.

"This little fellow's father is also quite a figure, actually begetting a Divine Body whose Legacy Bloodline is one point higher than my Ruoxi." Xie Wushang looked at the numbers on the emperor monument, then glanced at Jiang Nianyang, nodding slightly.

When looking at Jiang Nianyang, his brows furrowed slightly.

"This little fellow... seems to look somewhat similar to me when I was a child?"

"Could he... not be the young son fathered by me?"

"That's not right! Seven years old? Could it be..." Pondering slightly, Xie Wushang's heart skipped a beat as he thought of another possibility.

Immediately, his eyes widened, carrying a strange light as he looked at Jiang Nianyang and carefully sized up the latter from top to bottom.

The more he looked, the faster his heartbeat became.

Inside the Disaster Prison Space.

Empress Ji Qianyue smiled charmingly, "Wushang, could this little fellow be your son?"

Great Emperor Jiuyang's gaze was like a torch, as if piercing through space as he looked at Jiang Nianyang.

"The Bloodline aura within this child's body is extremely similar to Wushang's... There is a ninety percent probability that he is his son." Jiang Jiuyang said.

"Ninety percent probability?" Ji Qianyue's eyes narrowed slightly as she looked at Xie Wushang's Primordial Spirit and smiled charmingly, "Little fellow, not bad! If this is truly the case, wouldn't all your children have the bearing of a Great Emperor? The Jiang Clan is about to take off. As long as you are made to continuously have children, the Jiang Clan can dominate the Cangyuan Realm alone, and even conquer the Major Thousand Worlds outside the realm."

"Fathering countless children with the bearing of a Great Emperor? Conquering the heavens and myriad worlds? Hmm, quite creative. I think this method is feasible."

Jiang Jiuyang pondered quite seriously for a moment, then nodded and said.

"Revered Master, your thoughts are too inhumane!" Xie Wushang said, "This is trying to squeeze me dry to the utmost!"

However, thinking of the scene where countless children of his stood tall in the starry sky, looking down disdainfully at the heavens and myriad worlds, he also felt it was quite interesting.

Afterwards, he looked toward Jiang Nianyang.

"I wonder if this little fellow has any brothers or sisters?" Xie Wushang muttered inwardly.

"93 Legacy Bloodline... Not bad." Jiang Nianyang glanced at the data of the emperor monument, then with a movement of his mind, the anomaly in the high sky receded, transforming into a sun that sank into his Sea of Consciousness. Afterwards, he discovered that everyone was staring at him with wide eyes.

"This Uncle Wushang's gaze is a bit weird." Jiang Nianyang muttered inwardly.

Seeing Jiang Nianyang look toward him, Xie Wushang cast a gentle smile.

"Hehe, Nianyang! Do you know which lineage of my Jiang Clan your father is a disciple of? What is his given name?"

The Grand Elder smiled and said.

"I don't know." Jiang Nianyang said.

"Didn't your mother tell you?" The Grand Elder inquired.