59: Chapter 59 Family Carnival: Preparing the Next Round of Betrothal Gifts, Targeting the Sword Sect!

Changshang Island had turned into an ocean of joy overnight.

As the Luck Golden Dragon that Xu Chen brought back merged into the ancestral vein, the concentration of Spiritual Qi throughout the entire Xu Family territory experienced a blowout-style explosion.

Those older generation clansmen who had been stuck at their Cultivation Bottleneck for years felt like they had collectively taken a potent tonic last night; the aura of Breakthroughs rose one after another, sounding like firecrackers during the Lunar New Year, popping incessantly.

But this was not what made the entire Xu Family happiest.

The most exciting news was the great happy announcement that came from Hall of Eternal Life—the Young Lord had "hit the jackpot" again!

And he hit it three times!

The Jiang Family Divine Maiden was pregnant with Dragon and Phoenix Twins, and the Ice Palace Empress was pregnant with a Sacred Body.

This news grew wings and spread throughout the entire Changshang Island in less than half an hour. Even the Old Ancestors who were in closed-door meditation were alarmed, crawling out of their coffins one by one, scrambling to give meeting gifts to their unborn great-great-grandchildren.

Inside Hall of Eternal Life, it was already piled high with rare treasures.

"Slow down! Everyone, slow down!"

Ji Wushuang was wearing a festive red robe, directing a group of maids, serving Jiang Liuli and Bai Ningbing as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Liuli, this is soup made from ten-thousand-year blood ginseng. It's the best for replenishing Qi and blood. Drink it while it's hot."

"Ningbing, don't just sit there. This is a fruit of the extreme northern ice marrow, just air-freighted over. It's good for your Ice Spirit Sacred Fetus."

The two Divine Maiden and Empress, who were usually high and mighty, could only sit obediently on the soft couch, enjoying this suffocating "love" from their mother-in-law, without even a chance to refuse.

Xu Chen stood to the side, holding a freshly peeled spiritual fruit, ready to put it into his mouth.

"Slap!"

Ji Wushuang's eyes and hands were quick, and she slapped the back of his hand.

"Eat, eat, eat! You only know how to eat!"

Ji Wushuang glared at him, snatched the spiritual fruit, and handed it to Su Qingge beside her.

"Qingge is working hard taking care of the child. Give this to Qingge to eat."

Xu Chen clutched the back of his hand, looking aggrievedly at his father, Xu Changsheng.

"Dad, aren't you going to do something? Do I still have any status in this Family?"

Xu Changsheng held his teacup, blew on it slowly, and gave his son a helpless look.

"Be content."

"In your mother's eyes, apart from her grandchildren and daughters-in-law, everything else is air. Even I have to stand aside, let alone you."

After speaking, the father and son looked at each other, feeling a sense of misery in sharing the same fate.

However, jokes aside.

Xu Changsheng put down his teacup, and his expression gradually became serious.

"Chener, come with me to the study."

"There is some serious business we need to discuss."

...

Inside the study, the soundproofing Formation was activated.

Xu Changsheng sat on the large armchair, tapping his fingers gently on the table, looking deeply at the son who made him incredibly proud.

"Chener, you are now a Dao Severing King and the number one person of the younger generation."

"Plus, with these wives at home pregnant, the future of our Xu Family is bright."

Xu Chen nodded and casually found a chair to sit on.

"Dad, just say what you have to say, don't beat around the bush. Are you trying to assign me another mission?"

"Smart."

Xu Changsheng smiled, picked up a scroll from the desk, and tossed it to Xu Chen.

"Take a look at this."

Xu Chen took the scroll and unrolled it.

It was a portrait.

In the painting was a woman wearing a pale green dress, carrying an ancient long sword on her back, standing above the clouds. She was stunningly beautiful, elegant, and refined, but between her brows, there was a sharp Sword Intent, as if everything in the world could be cut down with one sword in her eyes.

That sharp temperament was different from Bai Ningbing's cold arrogance; it was a pure sharpness.

It was like a divine sword out of its sheath.

"This is..." A flash of amazement crossed Xu Chen's eyes.

"The Chief Disciple of the Central Province Sword Sect, Nangong Waner."

Xu Changsheng slowly reported the name of the person in the painting.

"Known as 'Born with a Sword Spirit', she practiced sword at three, comprehended Sword Intent at ten, and now, at just twenty years old, her attainments in the Dao of the sword are approaching those of the older generation of Sword Saints."

"At this Heavenly Prodigy Assembly, she didn't come because she was in closed-door meditation to break through the ultimate Realm of the sword. Otherwise, that Wang Teng might not have been ranked."

Xu Chen closed the scroll and looked at his father with some confusion.

"Dad, why are you showing me this?"

"Do you want me to compete with her in swordsmanship?"

"Compete in swordsmanship?"

Xu Changsheng sneered, "Don't I know your skills? Although your Realm is high and your Physical Body is strong, when it comes to the pure Dao of the sword, you are just a half-baked amateur."

Xu Chen rubbed his nose with some dissatisfaction.

Although these words were unpleasant, they were the truth. He had come this far relying on the Physique and various Divine Abilities rewarded by the System. As for the art of the sword, which required extremely high Comprehension Ability and time to hone, he really hadn't dabbled much.

"Then what do you mean..."

"Education!"

Xu Changsheng slapped the table heavily.

"Our eldest child is a Chaos Body and will definitely have to Cultivate ten thousand methods in the future. The children in Liuli and Ningbing's bellies also definitely won't have poor talent."

"Although our Xu Family has countless Cultivation Techniques, in the area of the Dao of the sword, it is indeed a short board."

"In order not to let the children lose at the starting line, I was thinking..."

A cunning light flashed in Xu Changsheng's eyes.

"We need to find the best swordsmanship teacher for the children."

"And looking at the entire Ancient Immortal Realm, who is more suitable than this Born with a Sword Spirit?"

Xu Chen suddenly realized.

So this was the cunning plan.

"So, you want me to invite her back to be a private tutor?"

"Invite?"

Xu Changsheng shook his head, looking at his son with disappointment.

"Why is your brain not working?"

"How expensive is it to invite her back? And we would owe the Sword Sect a favor."

"Besides, what if the Disciple learns everything and the Master leaves?"

Xu Chen was stunned, and then a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, and he instantly understood his father's "sinister intentions."

He tentatively asked:

"You mean... bring the person and the sword back together... to kidnap her?"

"What do you mean by kidnap? That's called marriage alliance!"

Xu Changsheng corrected righteously, "This is called sacrificing your personal appearance for the children's education."

"Think about it, if she becomes a member of our Xu Family, can she not be dedicated when teaching the children swordsmanship in the future?"

"This is called—don't let the fertile water flow into outsiders' fields!"

Xu Chen was dumbfounded, then gave a thumbs up.

"High! That's really high!"

"Dad, when it comes to shamelessness... cough, when it comes to deep planning, it has to be you."

"This is simply a business with ten thousand times the profit."

Xu Chen reopened the scroll, looking at the elegant Fairy of the sword, a familiar, slightly aggressive smile gradually appearing on the corner of his mouth.

"And this Fairy Nangong also fits our Xu Family's aesthetic standards very well."

"Since it is for the education plan of the next generation..."

Xu Chen closed the scroll, his eyes firm.

"Then this hardship, I, Xu Chen, will take it!"

Just then, the study door was pushed open.

The Grand Elder poked his head in, glowing with health.

"Family Head, Young Lord, did I hear you say you want to prepare the next round of betrothal gifts?"

"The old servant has already picked them out in the warehouse! Ten stalks of ten-thousand-year Sword Heart Grass, three handed-down Sacred Swords, and a scroll of Sword Dao insights left by a Great Emperor!"

"Are we going to the Sword Sect to propose marriage this time?"

Xu Changsheng and Xu Chen looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

"It seems the Grand Elder is also a person of the same path."

Xu Chen stood up, walked to the Grand Elder, and patted his shoulder.

"Grand Elder, the specifications this time must be even higher than before."

"After all, they are people who play with swords, and their temper might not be very good."

"We must use sincerity to smash her Sword Heart until it softens."

"Understood!"

The Grand Elder was so excited that his beard trembled, "This old servant will go and arrange it! I guarantee that when the old Sect Master of the Sword Sect sees the betrothal gifts, he will wish he could personally package his Disciple and send her over!"

...

Three days later.

The port of Changshang Island.

A fleet, even larger than the one that went to the Ice Palace, was ready to go.

In addition to the iconic Nine True Dragons golden carriage, there were eighteen void warships loaded with betrothal gifts following behind.

Every warship was hung with the Xu Family's purple-gold flag, fluttering in the wind, flapping loudly.

"Chener, go early and return early."

Ji Wushuang stood on the dock. Although she said she disliked him, she stuffed a bunch of life-saving Talismanic Incantations and... tonics into Xu Chen's arms before he left.

"I will take good care of the wives at home, so don't have any worries outside."

"If you meet someone you like, bring her back. Our Family is big and wealthy, we can afford it."

This was not sending her son out; this was clearly sending a bandit down the mountain to rob a wife for the stronghold.

"Don't worry, Mom."

Xu Chen stood on the carriage, full of spirit.

He looked back at the direction of Hall of Eternal Life.

There were his parents, his wife and children, and his deepest attachments in this world.

It was precisely because of these that he had to become stronger and possess more power to protect them.

And "many children, many blessings" was his fastest way to become stronger.

"Target—Central Province Sword Sect!"

Xu Chen waved his hand, his folding fan pointing to the western horizon.

"Set sail!"

"Ang—!!!"

The Nine True Dragons roared into the sky, pulling the moving golden palace, rushing into the clouds majestically.

Watching the departing fleet, Xu Changsheng stroked his beard and laughed.

"Those old stubborn people in the Sword Sect are going to have a headache this time."

"Once targeted by my boy, that 'divine sword' Nangong Waner will have to change her surname to Xu sooner or later."