89: Wandao Tea Party, want to dominate

Inside the Holy Lord Hall.

Jiang Shengtian sat cross-legged on the main seat, his eyes closed in meditation.

Dao rhythm flowed around him, his aura merging with the entire world.

Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

He looked beyond the hall, and a faint smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

The next moment.

A streak of light passed through the numerous Restrictions of the hall without hindrance, landing in the center of the chamber.

The light dissipated, revealing Jiang Chen's face.

"Father."

Jiang Chen bowed slightly to Jiang Shengtian, who was on the main seat.

"Mm, you've come out of seclusion."

Jiang Shengtian's voice was as majestic as ever, but anyone could hear the satisfaction and relief it contained.

"Not bad."

"Middle Stage of the Eighth Realm, stable Foundation, harmonious aura, and even a trace of Chaos True Intent."

His gaze lingered on Jiang Chen.

"Not bad, much better than I expected."

"It seems you have perfectly refined that chaos dao fruit."

Jiang Shengtian praised his son from the bottom of his heart.

"It's alright."

Jiang Chen smiled noncommittally, then got straight to the point.

"Father, I'm preparing to go out for a while."

"Oh?"

Jiang Shengtian raised an eyebrow, looking at him with interest.

"Where do you want to go?"

"Taichu Dao Academy."

Jiang Chen did not hide his purpose.

Hearing those four words, Jiang Shengtian's eyes narrowed slightly.

Taichu Dao Academy.

That was no ordinary place.

Even he, the Holy Lord of Hongtian Holy Land, had to speak of that name with a hint of solemnity.

"What are you going there for?"

Jiang Shengtian asked, "That's not the territory of my Hongtian Holy Land; it's a place where Dragons and fish are mixed, and the waters run deep."

"I naturally know that."

Jiang Chen slowly stepped forward, analyzing with a calm expression.

"I have three reasons for going."

"Firstly, for Yuan Changfeng."

Jiang Chen slowly spoke Yuan Changfeng's name.

"Although Yuan Haotian is dead, he was merely a brute, not worth worrying about. But this Yuan Changfeng, according to what I've heard, is deep in schemes, patient and ruthless, absolutely incomparable to the likes of Yuan Haotian."

"Now that his elder brother is dead and the position of Crown Prince is vacant, he is the biggest beneficiary."

"This man also possesses the Destiny of a latent Dragon, having lurked for many years. Now that he has a pretext, he will surely soar into the sky."

"Leaving such a viper lurking in the dark is ultimately a hidden danger."

Jiang Chen's voice was unhurried and clear.

"To cut the grass, one must remove the roots."

"Instead of waiting for him to grow strong and become a major threat to our Holy Land in the future, it's better to take the initiative now and nip him in the bud!"

Jiang Shengtian listened quietly, the approval in his eyes growing stronger.

Decisive in killing, meticulous in thought, and even more adept at striking first!

Only such a person was worthy of being his son, Jiang Shengtian, and worthy of being the future master of Hongtian Holy Land!

"Well said."

Jiang Shengtian slowly nodded, "Cut the grass and remove the roots, forever eliminating future troubles! What about the second reason?"

"Secondly, for the Tianyuan Dynasty."

A cold, sharp glint flashed in Jiang Chen's eyes.

"Father should already know that old scoundrel Yuan Canglan is secretly mobilizing troops, intending to strike at our Holy Land; his desire to destroy us is unyielding."

"Since they are already sharpening their blades, why should we pretend to be cordial with them?"

"Now Yuan Changfeng is the future hope of the Tianyuan Dynasty, the one on whom their Luck is focused. My going to kill him is to slap them hard in the face again, in front of the entire Eastern Domain!"

"I want them to know that those who oppose my Hongtian Holy Land will not only die now, but their lineage will also be cut off in the future!"

"I want to sever their thoughts, extinguish their hopes, and make them completely collapse from the inside out!"

Boom!

How overbearing!

How arrogant!

If these words were spoken by anyone else, they would only be considered a fool's dream.

But coming from Jiang Chen's mouth, they carried a sense of conviction.

"Hahahaha!"

Jiang Shengtian could no longer hold back and burst into laughter, the entire Holy Lord Hall trembling with his laughter.

"Good! What a 'sever their thoughts, extinguish their hopes'!"

"Truly worthy of being my son, Jiang Shengtian!"

He stood up, walked in front of Jiang Chen, and patted his shoulder heavily.

"With such courage, what great deed cannot be accomplished!"

"What about the third reason?"

Jiang Chen met his father's fervent gaze and smiled slightly.

"Thirdly, it is naturally for myself."

He stated frankly: "Taichu Dao Academy gathers the top Prodigies from the Eastern Domain and even several surrounding great domains; it is truly a place where Dragons and hidden tigers lurk, a nexus where Luck converges."

"This trip, besides killing Yuan Changfeng, I also want to see how many so-called Children of Destiny there truly are in this world."

"Perhaps, there might even be some unexpected Opportunities."

These words were half-truths.

The real Opportunity was the task issued by the System.

But to outsiders, this reason was undoubtedly the best and most powerful excuse.

Jiang Shengtian looked deeply at Jiang Chen, as if wanting to see through him completely.

He naturally understood that his son was no ordinary person.

The titles of Saint of Hongtian Holy Land, the number one of the younger generation—these halos could not confine him at all.

"Good."

Jiang Shengtian only said one word.

But this word was as heavy as Mount Tai, representing the unconditional support of him, the Holy Lord!

"If you want to go, then go!"

Jiang Shengtian looked at Jiang Chen, the smile on his face growing wider.

"Chen'er, you've grown up. Whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it!"

He paused, as if remembering something, and a glint flashed in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, your timing for going to Taichu Dao Academy this time is just right."

"Hm?"

Jiang Chen looked at his father.

Jiang Shengtian flipped his palm, and an ancient invitation card appeared in his hand, entirely carved from star divine jade and inscribed with profound Dao patterns.

"This is an invitation card sent by Taichu Dao Academy not long ago."

Jiang Shengtian handed the invitation card to Jiang Chen.

"Taichu Dao Academy has a tradition of holding a Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony every sixty years."

"At that time, all the great immortal Dao Lineages from the Eastern Domain and surrounding areas will send their most outstanding Prodigy Disciples to discuss the Dao, trade, and even spar in contention."

"This is both a grand event for the younger generation and a stage for various forces to secretly compete, showcasing their Foundations and future."

Jiang Chen took the invitation card, which emanated a faint Dao rhythm, and his Divine Thought probed into it.

"I had originally planned to have you represent the Holy Land to attend this Tea Ceremony, to meet the various so-called Prodigies and evildoers, and let them know what kind of Qilin child my Hongtian Holy Land has produced."

Jiang Shengtian's voice was full of pride.

"Now it seems, it just happens to fulfill your wishes."

"This invitation card is your pass to enter Taichu Dao Academy, and also your best cover for this trip."

This news was undoubtedly a pillow delivered when he was sleepy for Jiang Chen.

He was originally pondering how to openly enter the Taichu Dao Academy's territory, approach Yuan Changfeng, and not arouse the vigilance of those old monsters of the Taichu Dao Academy.

Now it seemed, he didn't need to bother at all.

"Since you've made your decision, go prepare."

"Once you're there, feel free to do as you please, without any worries."

"However... there's one thing you must remember."

Jiang Shengtian paused, then continued, looking at Jiang Chen.

"I want you to make everyone at that Ten Thousand Dao Tea Ceremony unable to lift their heads!"

"Don't disgrace your old man!"

Jiang Chen smiled upon hearing this.

This was exactly what he wanted.

What was the point of a sneaky assassination?

That didn't fit his style as a great villain.

If he was going to kill, he would kill on the most attention-grabbing stage!

If he was going to win, he would win thoroughly, making everyone tremble with fear!

"Chen'er, I obey!"