256: Chapter 256 Arranging the Aftermath: A Formation is Missing

The next morning, inside the Golden Throne Hall of the Great Xia Imperial Palace, which symbolized supreme authority.

The morning sunlight streamed through the tall palace gates, splashing onto the smooth, mirror-like white jade floor tiles, illuminating the entire hall in splendor.

At this hour usually, the entire court of civil and military officials would be assembling for the morning audience.

However, today the hall had been completely cleared. All eunuchs, palace maids, and imperial guards were kept far away, a hundred paces out. No one was permitted to approach without an imperial decree.

In the center of the vast, empty hall, a massive Dragon Table carved from ten-thousand-year purple sandalwood was piled high with urgent memorials submitted from all corners of the Eastern Wasteland Continent.

Wu Mingkong, dressed in a plain robe of imperial yellow, was frowning, holding a cinnabar brush, preparing to review the mountain of state affairs. Although the Da Chu Dynasty had been destroyed, the work of taking over and pacifying the borders remained arduous, and the internal purges of the Great Xia also required her final decision.

Just as she placed the first stroke on a memorial, a large, well-defined hand reached over from beside her and domineeringly snatched the imperial brush from her grasp.

"Let Emperor Wu Tiandao, the one who is the Emperor, worry about these trivial matters. Your primary task now is to nurture the fetus, not to act as a manual laborer for these ministers."

Xu Chen casually tossed the imperial brush aside, took the opportunity to sit down on the wide Dragon Throne, and pulled the high and mighty Empress into his embrace.

Wu Mingkong cried out in surprise, stumbling securely onto Xu Chen's sturdy thigh.

She shot Xu Chen a somewhat helpless glance, a trace of feminine coquetry appearing on her exquisitely beautiful face.

"The Great Xia has only just been established, and everything needs rebuilding. Although Emperor Wu Tiandao is a competent ruler for maintaining stability, his decisiveness is ultimately lacking. If I don't personally oversee things, I fear chaos will ensue. Furthermore, I possess the cultivation of a Quasi-Emperor Realm. How could I be so fragile?"

Xu Chen snorted coldly, his warm, large hand gently covering Wu Mingkong's still flat lower abdomen.

"What does Quasi-Emperor Realm cultivation matter? What you carry in your belly is the mythical-level descendant of my Xu Family. A Bloodline of this caliber requires an extremely terrifying amount of Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi and the mother's Origin during the gestation process."

Xu Chen looked into Wu Mingkong's eyes, his expression becoming unusually solemn.

"The Spiritual Qi of the Eastern Wasteland Continent is too barren. Even with the feedback from that Golden Dragon of Luck, it still falls far short of the minimum standard required to nurture a mythical descendant. If left unchecked, these two little ones, unable to absorb enough Spiritual Qi, will instinctively begin drawing upon your and Weiyang's life essence. At that point, both of you will face mortal danger."

Hearing this, Wu Mingkong's heart clenched instantly, and she subconsciously protected her lower abdomen.

She had never imagined that nurturing a peerless Prodigy would involve such immense peril.

It was no wonder that the Prodigies possessing Heaven-Defying Physique throughout history often had only one successor, and their birth mothers usually died young—it was because the mother's body simply could not withstand such terrifying consumption.

"Therefore, I must establish a cross-domain teleportation Formation as quickly as possible."

Xu Chen rested his chin lightly on Wu Mingkong's shoulder, gazing deeply at the horizon beyond the hall.

He had already planned this out in his mind.

The Great Xia was separated from the territory where his Xu Family resided by endless turbulent Void Realm currents and a journey spanning hundreds of millions of miles.

If he relied solely on flying or traveling by flying boat, even with his current Late-stage Saint cultivation, a round trip would take several months.

For Xu Chen, who possessed a severe protective streak, the thought of leaving his two pregnant wives thousands of miles away for such a long time was absolutely unbearable.

Only by establishing a cross-domain teleportation Formation capable of instantly traversing hundreds of millions of miles, completely linking the Great Xia Imperial Palace with the Xu Family Ancestral Land, could he truly set his mind at ease.

At that time, not only could he visit them anytime, but he could also continuously transport the mountains of top-tier immortal medicines and the water of the Spring of Immortality from the Xu Family treasury for his wives and children to drink like water.

"The foundational blueprint for this cross-domain teleportation Formation was completely deduced in my mind last night."

Xu Chen stood up, taking Wu Mingkong's hand as he walked to the empty white jade floor in the center of the hall.

He raised his right hand, and a dazzling purple-gold divine light gathered at his fingertip.

With a flip of his wrist, Xu Chen used his finger as a brush and rapidly etched lines onto the indestructible white jade floor tiles.

Accompanied by a harsh scraping sound, extremely profound and complex Formation patterns spread across the ground like swimming Dragons.

These patterns exuded dense fluctuations of Space Law. Just a single glance made one feel as if their Divine Soul was about to be sucked into the endless Void Realm.

Wu Mingkong stood to the side, watching Xu Chen's fluid technique in setting up the Formation, her Phoenix eyes filled with undisguised shock and adoration.

As an Empress of the ages, she had certainly seen many Formation Masters.

However, compared to the level of Formation Dao mastery Xu Chen was displaying now, the Great Xia's proud royal Formation Masters looked like toddlers who had just learned to hold a brush.

This technique of casually sketching the Great Dao of Space had completely surpassed the scope of her understanding.

In less than the time it takes for half an incense stick to burn, a massive hexagram Formation foundation spanning several dozen feet was completely etched in the center of the Golden Throne Hall.

The moment the Formation foundation took shape, the Golden Dragon of Imperial Luck hovering above the palace let out a joyful Dragon's roar. Majestic national destiny power poured down, directly injecting into the Formation, causing the originally dim patterns to instantly light up with a dazzling silver light of space.

"The basic architecture is complete."

Xu Chen dusted off his hands, looking at his masterpiece with great satisfaction.

This Formation was not only bound to the Great Xia's national destiny Dragon Vein, but it also incorporated the unique imprint of his Hongmeng Origin Body.

Other than him and the members of the Xu Family he designated, no one in this world could forcibly activate or destroy this teleportation Formation.

"It's just a pity. Everything is ready, except for a Void Divine Stone needed as the core of the Formation Eye."

Xu Chen walked to the very center of the Formation, pointing to the empty circular recess, his tone carrying a hint of regret.

The Void Divine Stone was a supreme divine object nurtured in the desolate edges of the Universe, containing the purest Origin of Space. Without it acting as an anchor to stabilize the spatial passage, anyone undergoing teleportation would be torn to shreds by the violent spatial turbulence.

In a small, secluded place like the Great Xia Imperial Dynasty, let alone possessing one, even searching through the royal family's tens of thousands of years of ancient texts would likely not yield a single mention of the Void Divine Stone.

"Husband, since this Void Divine Stone is so precious, in your Xu Family's treasury... do you truly have one?"

Wu Mingkong walked forward and asked with some worry. She feared Xu Chen was deliberately making things sound easy to reassure her.

Hearing his Empress wife's doubt, Xu Chen couldn't help but laugh.

He reached out and lightly flicked Wu Mingkong's upturned nose.

"Put your heart at ease. Such a worthless stone might be priceless treasure in the Eastern Wasteland Continent, but in my Xu Family's treasury, those are things used to prop up table corners. If I hadn't considered them too bulky to carry while tempering myself outside, this Formation could already be operational."

Looking at Xu Chen's arrogant demeanor of treating worldly treasures like dirt, although Wu Mingkong felt it was slightly exaggerated, her inner worries were finally completely settled.

"Then my task of inscribing the Formation foundation here is considered successfully completed."

Xu Chen turned around, opened his arms, and pulled Wu Mingkong tightly into his embrace. He lowered his head, inhaling the faint scent of dragon saliva fragrance from her hair, his voice becoming unprecedentedly gentle.

"I plan to set off tomorrow. If things go quickly, I will definitely return within half a month with the Materials."

Wu Mingkong pressed her cheek against Xu Chen's solid chest, listening to the strong, powerful beat of his heart, her hands silently wrapping around his waist.

Although their relationship had only recently been confirmed, this man had already completely occupied her entire life in a domineering and irreplaceable manner. Now, hearing that he would leave tomorrow, an indescribable sourness and reluctance instantly welled up in her heart.

"Leaving tomorrow... won't that be too rushed?"

Wu Mingkong's voice carried a trace of fragility that even she hadn't noticed.

"The sooner I go, the sooner I return. Once your safety and that of your children are completely secured, I can truly rest assured."

Xu Chen held up her flawless face, his deep eyes sparkling with absolute confidence.

He knew what Wu Mingkong was worried about. The Great Xia had just undergone a purge and faced foreign enemies. Even with the suppression of the Golden Dragon of Luck, a pregnant Empress who had lost half her combat strength would still attract many lurking villains eyeing her.

"Don't worry, I won't place you in danger."

A cold curve appeared on Xu Chen's lips, and intense killing intent flashed in his eyes.

"Before I leave, I will leave behind a trump card for the Great Xia, for you and the children, that is enough to make the entire Eastern Wasteland tremble. Anyone who dares to harbor the slightest ill intention toward you at this time, I will make them know what true annihilation is."