19: Chapter 19 Father and Son

The gold-inlaid card with golden patterns shone with a dazzling divine light, making Fang Yun a little dizzy.

Fang Yun's heartbeat quickened, and he asked with an uncertain tone: "Dad, what is this card?"

Marshal Fang Qing flicked it casually, and the card traced a perfect arc in the air before landing steadily in Fang Yun's hand.

He smiled and said: "The primordial dragon-elephant pool, just a little trinket, a gift for you."

Fang Yun swept his divine sense over it and instantly understood the information of the entire card. His pupils shrank sharply, his fingers holding the card tightened involuntarily, and he stared at Marshal Fang Qing with wide eyes.

"Dad, this is an S-rank building card! Where did you get this building card?"

The primordial dragon-elephant pool was a core resource building used by the ancient Dragon-Elephant Clan to nurture their descendants. The Dragon-Elephant Clan had once been one of the most powerful life races in the endless starry sea.

They possessed the bloodline majesty of the dragon race and the terrifying strength of the giant elephant race.

An adult dragon-elephant's physical body could shake mountains, its bloodline could carry the heavens and earth, and its lifespan far exceeded that of ordinary life forms.

The primordial dragon-elephant pool was condensed from dragon-elephant essence blood, heaven and earth spiritual liquid, and the power of high-tier dragon-elephant bloodlines. After entering it, life forms would be baptized by the dragon-elephant bloodline, gradually elevating their own life level.

S-Rank Building [primordial dragon-elephant pool].

[Effects: One, Dragon-Elephant Bloodline Baptism: Physical strength +100%, blood-qi growth rate +100%, defense increased by 100%, immunity to some minor injuries. Lifespan upper limit +50%. Believers entering the primordial dragon-elephant pool have a probability of awakening the dragon-elephant bloodline and becoming Dragon-Elephant Warriors.

Two, Life Transformation: Elevates believers' life level by one tier. Each individual can only use it once. The specific consumption is determined by the believers' original life level.

Three, Racial Potential Enhancement: For races affected by the dragon-elephant pool for a long time, racial growth potential: +20%, life level elevation speed: +20%, genius birth probability: +10%.

Four, Dragon-Elephant Battle Marks: Creatures that complete more than three baptisms have a probability of condensing dragon-elephant battle marks, all attributes +15%, strength additionally increased by 50%./]

Looking at his son's shocked appearance, Marshal Fang Qing felt extremely proud inside. The eighth-tier alien deity he had gone through so much trouble to slaughter truly hadn't been in vain.

"I ran into a high-tier deity of the Dragon-Elephant Clan on the battlefield and found it in the core of his divine kingdom after killing him." Marshal Fang Qing brushed past it with a casual remark.

Fang Yun took a deep breath and pushed the S-rank building card in his hand back out.

He said with an extremely serious expression: "Dad, this is too precious; I cannot accept it. Even among high-tier deities, an S-rank building is extremely important. The role this building can play in your hands far exceeds mine."

Marshal Fang Qing looked at his serious son, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. He took the card and shoved it straight into Fang Yun's arms.

"Take it, son. The good things Dad obtained this time are far more than just this, so you do not need to worry about me."

"Your old man is not so poor that he cannot afford to give away an S-rank building card."

Fang Yun wanted to say something else, but Marshal Fang Qing waved his hand: "Use it with peace of mind. Why are you dragging your feet like this?"

The texture of this card was very light, but at this moment, Fang Yun felt that the card in his arms was exceptionally heavy.

"Dad, I will definitely not live up to your expectations!"

Marshal Fang Qing looked at his sensible son, feeling a sudden sense of relief inside: "Yun'er, your only goal right now is to grow up as quickly as possible."

"However, you do not need to have too much pressure either. With your father's eighth-tier strength right here, even if your future strength is not enough to take over the Fang Family, as long as you can break through to the deity realm, I will at least get you a living planet to manage."

Fang Yun chuckled foolishly and asked happily: "Really, Dad?"

"Could that be fake? Hmph, when I break through to the ninth tier, let alone a living planet..."

The voice of the second half of the sentence was very soft, and Fang Yun did not hear it very clearly, so he asked directly: "Wait for what?"

Marshal Fang Qing gave a haha laugh: "It is nothing, it is nothing."

He hurriedly changed the subject: "Right, son, what was the name of that genius you told me you signed last time? The family has recently invested in many similar geniuses. Tell me your friend's name, and I will transfer her file directly under your name so I do not forget later."

Fang Yun was stunned. Can it be operated like this? He had not returned to the Fang Family for a long time and did not know much about these matters of the family.

Back then, because of the incident where his mother was murdered, his father did not trust anyone, and he even suspected that there were shadows of Fang Family members in this matter.

Therefore, no one knew where Fang Yun had gone; only Marshal Fang Qing knew, and at the same time, he had arranged his most trusted personnel to be responsible for Fang Yun's safety.

He reported Wang Xinrou's name to his father, and Marshal Fang Qing casually manipulated a few things on his wristwatch.

"It is done, son. After she graduates, she will be transferred under your name to serve you. But..." Marshal Fang Qing suddenly paused.

"But what?" Fang Yun asked curiously.

"But son, your taste is not bad." Marshal Fang Qing looked at his son with a smile.

Fang Yun was somewhat speechless for a moment, and he explained: "Dad, this is my deskmate, not what you think. I just saw that her family conditions are too poor and did not want to bury her talent."

"Oh—is that so? It is best if it is like that." Marshal Fang Qing obviously did not quite believe what he said.

He stroked his chin, looked at Fang Yun with playful eyes, and then asked: "Yun'er, how is the development of your divine kingdom currently going?"

Seeing that his father finally stopped lingering on the question of his female deskmate, Fang Yun also breathed a sigh of relief. Although being with his old man was warm, he could not quite handle this kind of interrogation either.

"Dad, during your son's first end-of-month evaluation after awakening, the divine kingdom's prosperity score was 1,258 points, second in the class and fifteenth in the school. How is it? Not bad, right?"

Fang Yun looked at his old man with a proud face, working extremely hard to make up for everything he had missed in his previous life.

The achievement he obtained was still under the condition that he had not used Time Flies; otherwise, the final ranking would really be hard to say.

Just as Fang Yun was waiting for his father to praise him, Marshal Fang Qing fell into deep thought. Seeing this, Fang Yun did not disturb his father.

1,258 points—Marshal Fang Qing naturally knew what this represented. He did not pay attention to his son's ranking, but no matter how he calculated it, with the pioneering resources given by the family plus the two million faith values he gave himself, under the bonus of the B-rank [Abundance] talent, it was impossible to exceed 1,000 points.

Fang Yun had been too reckless in his previous life, so he did not know the meaning behind a prosperity score exceeding 1,000 points.

In fact, 1,000 points was a dividing line. Without an S-rank talent, the score basically would not exceed this line.

Marshal Fang Qing did not delve deeply into this matter. Anyway, the better the development, the better it was for his son, which also meant that the potential of the divine kingdom in the later stages would be even stronger.

However, because of this, another matter he had not held any hope for previously could now be revealed to his son a little earlier due to Fang Yun's outstanding achievements.

He gave a light cough and praised: "Not bad, son. Being able to achieve such results shows that you are indeed earnestly managing your divine kingdom, and the potential of your divine kingdom is also very large."

Fang Yun was naturally very happy to receive his father's praise, but what Marshal Fang Qing said next made his jaw drop in shock.

"Yun'er, there is something I forgot to tell you before. Your mother and I betrothed you to someone before you were even born."

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Wang Xinrou gently pushed open the room door. The house of less than fifty square meters was very cramped, but fortunately, the rent was cheap, and both she and her younger sister were very satisfied.

At the corner of the wall, due to year-round dampness, patches of blackened traces were left behind.

This single-story house had some age to it, located in an old residential building in the suburbs. It was very inconspicuous, and most of those living here were people at the very bottom of this city.

Because the roof was in disrepair due to age, whenever it rained, water would leak inside the house, and she always had to use a basin to catch it.

After silently putting down her schoolbag, she was just about to cook when she passed by a mirror placed to the side. The mirror also had some age to it, with a small notch at the upper left and a crack in the middle.

She subconsciously glanced at herself in the mirror.

Her school uniform was washed somewhat whitish, the cuffs were frayed, and the shoes on her feet were still last year's. Having shouldered the heavy burdens of life early on, her hands were incomparably rough, forming a sharp contrast with her delicate face.

A head of light blue long hair draped down to her waist, and the fine, wispy bangs in front of her forehead playfully covered her eyebrows.

Recalling the scene of her scuffling and joking with Fang Yun at school today, she subconsciously revealed a trace of a smile.

She had told herself countless times that her identity and the other person's identity were worlds apart, and there was no possibility between the two of them.

But from what time onwards, the other person's figure had already been firmly carved into the bottom of her heart, making it hard to erase.

She had even fantasized that one day Fang Yun would come to her house as a guest, but the moment this thought arose, she extinguished it herself.

Slowly looking around her surroundings—the yellowish walls, the leaking ceiling—her gaze finally lingered on the dilapidated mirror.

She let out a soft chuckle, her smile carrying a bit of bitterness. How could someone in her condition dare to aim high and associate with someone like him? The more she thought about it, the more chaotic her heart became, and finally, she gently shook her head, cutting off this unrealistic thought of hers.

A person like him should stand in a very, very high place, and it would be fine for her just to watch from afar.

Just at this moment, the bedroom door suddenly opened, and her younger sister, Wang Xinyu, poked out a small head.

"Sister, what are you daydreaming about?"

Wang Xinrou came back to her senses, a brilliant smile already hanging on her face.

"It is nothing, Xiaoyu. Sister is thinking about what delicious food to make for you tonight."

She gently rubbed her younger sister's head, hiding those little thoughts she dared not speak aloud, along with the budding affection deep in her heart.