2: Chapter 2: New Player Gift Pack Galore! Dad, I Want to Marry Ten!

Outside the Hall of Eternal Life, nine flood dragons covered in green scales pulled a radiant golden carriage, silently hovering in mid-air.

This was Xu Chen's exclusive ride, the Nine-Dragon Carriage.

Although he could not Cultivate, as the Young Master of the Imperial Clan, his traveling entourage must not be inferior.

Xu Chen did not rush to board. Instead, he waved away the attendants who wanted to help him up, stood on the white jade steps, and took a deep breath.

Even as the Young Master of the Imperial Clan, it still required some confidence to go and bluff a room full of old monsters who had lived for thousands or tens of thousands of years.

And his confidence lay within the System space.

"System, open the Beginner Gift Pack."

Xu Chen silently chanted in his heart, his tone unable to hide his anticipation.

[Ding! Beginner Gift Pack opened successfully!]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Hongmeng Creation Origin Body (Supreme Physique of the Heavens, unawakened)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Flawless extreme dao imperial weapon x3 (Tai Xu Divine Armor, Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, Map of Mountains and Rivers · Replica)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Emperor-grade Guardian Talisman x1 (Can block one full-strength strike from a contemporary Emperor)]

[Congratulations to the Host for obtaining: Divine-Grade Charm Aura (Passive skill, significantly increases attractiveness to the opposite sex)]

As the System prompt faded, Xu Chen felt a warm current instantly flow through his entire body.

The feeling that his body was like a funnel unable to store Spiritual Qi vanished, replaced by an indescribable sense of fullness.

Although his cultivation had not yet had a Breakthrough, he could clearly feel that his level of life seemed to have undergone a qualitative leap.

"Is this the Hongmeng Creation Origin Body?"

Xu Chen clenched his fists, feeling the terrifying potential lurking within his body.

The System note indicated that this Physique needed to be unlocked by practicing Yin and Yang harmonization with women of high Luck, which could even allow him to devour all kinds of Physiques for his own use.

Simply put, the more wives he had, and the stronger they were, the stronger he would become.

It was a Divine-Grade skill tailor-made for someone like him who didn't want to work hard.

As for those three extreme dao imperial weapons...

Xu Chen's Divine Thought probed into the System space. Looking at the three light orbs emitting world-destroying auras, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears.

"Good guy. Truly a good guy."

In this era where no Emperors appeared, a single extreme dao imperial weapon was enough to suppress the heritage of a Holy Land, causing countless experts to fight until they were battered and bloody.

His own father, as a contemporary Emperor, only possessed two or three imperial weapons.

Yet the System had handed him three at once, and judging by their names, they were not ordinary items.

Especially that "Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife," which exuded a killing aura that made one's Divine Soul tremble.

With these things, let alone marrying a wife, even if he wanted to pluck the moon from the sky, he reckoned the old men in the Family would help him set up a ladder.

"Let's go, to the Council Hall!"

Xu Chen waved his large sleeves, boarded the Nine-Dragon Carriage, and pointed spiritedly toward the most magnificent palace in the core area of the Family.

Xu Family Council Hall.

The atmosphere was so heavy it felt like it could drip water.

At the head of the hall, a middle-aged man wearing black imperial robes sat in the main seat.

His face was resolute, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, and he was surrounded by faint Chaos Qi. Every movement of his exuded a terrifying might that could suppress the heavens.

This was the head of the Xu Family, the contemporary Emperor—Xu Changsheng.

Below, dozens of Elders with white hair and beards were lined up on both sides, each of their faces looking extremely grim.

"Clan Chief, the Heavenly Prodigy Assembly is about to begin. Every major Holy Land and ancient clan is gearing up. It is said that Wang Teng from the Wang Family has already reached the Dragon Transformation Realm and has declared that he will suppress all enemies."

The Grand Elder sighed, his cane heavily thumping the ground, his tone filled with worry.

"There is also the Saint Ye Liangchen of the Tai Chu Holy Land. It is said he has awakened an ancient phenomenon, and a few days ago, he even publicly mocked... mocked our Xu Family for having no one."

Mentioning the words "no one," the gazes of all the Elders dimmed subconsciously.

Was the Xu Family strong?

Outrageously strong.

Two Emperors in one Family, a rarity throughout eternity.

But the problem lay exactly there.

The older generation was invincible, but the younger generation had a gap.

Especially Xu Chen, the Young Lord, who still could not Cultivate.

This had become the Xu Family's greatest weakness and the sharpest spear used by outsiders to attack the Xu Family.

"Hmph! Just a bunch of clowns."

Xu Changsheng snorted coldly, and the space within the hall trembled instantly. "If it weren't for the fact that I, as an Emperor, am wary of Karma and it is inconvenient to attack the younger generation, I would have slapped them to death long ago."

"But Clan Chief, you and the Empress will eventually grow old. If the Young Lord..."

The Second Elder hesitated, but the meaning was already very clear.

Once Xu Changsheng and Ji Wushuang's vitality decayed, or they Ascended and left, who would protect the vast Xu Family?

Could they really just watch the Imperial Clan decline?

Just as the hall was filled with gloom, a magnetic and slightly frivolous voice suddenly came from outside the hall.

"Who says my Xu Family is going to decline?"

"As long as I am here, the Xu Family will forever be the Heaven of these Three Thousand Dao States!"

Before the words fell, the heavy bronze doors of the hall were slowly pushed open.

Xu Chen, wearing a gold-threaded cloud-patterned robe, walked in with a smile on his face and a swaggering gait.

Although there was no Spiritual Qi fluctuation on his body, his calm and composed demeanor actually made the many Saint-level Elders present feel a moment of trance.

It was as if the person walking in was not a Mortal, but a young Emperor.

"Chener?"

Xu Changsheng frowned slightly, restraining his imperial might for fear of hurting his precious son. "Why are you here? Didn't I tell you to rest well in the Hall of Eternal Life?"

The Elders also looked at each other in confusion.

Although the Young Lord was usually optimistic, he had always avoided such high-level Family meetings, fearing he would hear topics related to Cultivation.

What happened today?

"Dad, Elders."

Xu Chen walked to the center of the hall, cupped his hands toward Xu Changsheng, and then looked around, a brilliant smile appearing on his face.

"I see everyone looking troubled. Are you worrying about my affairs?"

The Grand Elder coughed awkwardly. "Young Lord, you speak too seriously. I was just discussing some trivial matters of the Family."

"Grand Elder, you don't need to hide it from me."

Xu Chen waved his hand, directly interrupting the Grand Elder's polite talk. "I know, everyone is worried that I cannot Cultivate, cannot inherit the Family business, and will cause the Xu Family's Legacy to be cut off."

Hearing this, a trace of heartache flashed in Xu Changsheng's eyes.

This son of his, although he didn't say it, was suffering more than anyone else in his heart.

"Chener, don't worry. As long as your father still has a breath left, no one will dare to touch a hair on your head."

Xu Changsheng said in a deep voice, his tone as firm as iron.

"Dad, I've figured it out too."

Xu Chen suddenly sighed, the expression on his face becoming somewhat "tragic." "Since I am destined to never achieve anything on the path of Cultivation in this life, I can only find another way to contribute to the Family."

"Find another way?"

The Elders were stunned, not understanding.

Did the Young Lord plan to go into business? Or learn Alchemy?

Xu Chen took a deep breath, straightened his back, and said something shocking:

"Dad, I want to get married! I want to take concubines!"

"And not just one, I want to marry ten! One hundred!"

Silence.

Deathly silence.

In the hall, dozens of Elders who had lived for countless years now had their mouths wide open, their eyes almost popping out.

Xu Changsheng's hand even shook, almost crushing the armrest of his imperial throne.

He had thought his son might give up on himself, might drown his sorrows in alcohol, but he never expected his son to want to become a stud?

"Nonsense!"

Before Xu Changsheng could speak, the hot-tempered Third Elder couldn't help but stand up, heartbroken. "Young Lord! Cultivators should be pure of heart and desire, and focus on the Dao! Although you have talent... cough, although you have temporarily encountered a Bottleneck, you must never indulge in female beauty and degenerate!"

"That's right, Young Lord. Lust is a bone-scraping steel knife. Your body is already weak; if you indulge in beauty, I'm afraid..."

The Grand Elder also shook his head repeatedly, his eyes full of disappointment.

It's over.

The Young Lord has completely given up on treatment.

Facing everyone's accusations and disappointment, Xu Chen was not panicked at all.

He had long expected this reaction from these old antiques.

"Elders, you are mistaken."

Xu Chen shook his finger, spouting nonsense with a straight face. "Who said I am indulging in female beauty? I am doing this for the continuation of the Family, to give birth to the strongest Bloodline!"

"To tell you the truth, last night I had a dream. I dreamed of an old grandfather with a white beard who told me that although I am a Mortal, my Physique is special; it is the legendary 'Origin Body of Ten Thousand Daos'."

"This Physique cannot Cultivate on its own, but as long as I combine with a daughter of heaven with deep Luck, I can give birth to offspring with peerless talent!"

"And the more I give birth to, the stronger my strength will be!"

Xu Chen said these words with such emotion that even he almost believed it himself.

However, his response was the Elders looking at him like he was a fool.

Dreamed of an old grandfather?

Young Lord, do you believe such ghost stories that only fool children?

Xu Changsheng rubbed his temples, wondering if he had been too indulgent with his son, causing his mental state to be a bit abnormal now.

"Chener, stop messing around. Go back and rest."

Xu Changsheng sighed, waved his hand, and prepared to have someone take Xu Chen away.

"I knew you wouldn't believe it."

Xu Chen shrugged, the smile at the corner of his mouth gradually fading, replaced by an unprecedented seriousness.

"Dad, Elders, I know that empty words are unconvincing."

"But what if I say, this is the betrothal gift that 'grandfather' gave me?"

The words fell.

Xu Chen's mind moved.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Three terrifying auras instantly erupted in the hall.

The first was a battle armor flowing with five-colored divine light, covered in Dao patterns, as if it contained the defensive power of the Tai Xu worlds.

The second was a flying knife the size of a palm, the blade as white as snow. Although it was stationary, the killing intent it emitted made the Saint-level Elders present feel a chill on their necks.

The third was an ancient scroll, with mountains and rivers appearing and disappearing, sun and moon floating, as if it contained a real great world.

The three treasures hovered above Xu Chen's head, the extreme dao pressure they emitted causing the entire Council Hall to tremble violently. If not for the protection of Xu Changsheng's Emperor array patterns, this palace would likely have turned into dust instantly.

"This... this is..."

The Third Elder, who was still heartbroken just a moment ago, now had his legs go weak and collapsed to the ground.

The cane in the Grand Elder's hand fell to the ground with a "clatter." He looked like he had seen a ghost, his trembling finger pointing at the three treasures.

"Extreme... extreme dao imperial weapon?!"

"And there are three of them?! A flawless extreme dao imperial weapon?!"

Xu Changsheng stood up abruptly, his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, now filled with unbelievable shock.

As an Emperor, he knew the value of an extreme dao imperial weapon better than anyone.

Each imperial weapon required an Emperor to exhaust their life's blood and collect countless divine materials to refine.

His Xu Family had been passed down for eternity, yet they only had three imperial weapons to suppress their heritage.

And now, his "Trash" son had casually pulled out three?

And looking at that aura, it was even older and more terrifying than the Long Life Sword in his hand!

"This... this is what that 'grandfather' gave?"

Xu Changsheng took a deep breath, his voice somewhat dry.

Xu Chen looked at this room full of old men who were shocked to the point of doubting their lives, and he felt secretly delighted.

He casually summoned the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, spinning it in his hand like a fruit knife, scaring the surrounding Elders so much that their eyelids twitched.

"Dad, do you believe me now?"

"That grandfather said, this is just a meeting gift."

"As long as I can expand the Xu Family and give birth to a few more Genius babies, there are immortal scriptures, immortality medicine, and even the opportunity for Immortal Ascension waiting for me in the future."

Xu Chen raised his head, looking at his father with burning eyes.

"So, Dad, this marriage... no, these ten marriages, will you help me propose?"

Xu Changsheng looked at the gleaming imperial weapon in his son's hand, and then at his son's confident eyes.

At this moment, his worldview as an Emperor collapsed.

He was silent for a long time, then suddenly looked up and laughed, the laughter shaking the entire Imperial Clan immortal island.

"Help! Why wouldn't I help!"

"Don't say ten, even if you want to marry back all the Saintesses of these Three Thousand Dao States, I will snatch them... cough, I will propose them for you!"