59: Chapter 59, it's you.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Li Xuan was enjoying the tranquility after his Breakthrough.

Chaos Body.

Peak of the Nine Heavens of the Saint realm.

He had an illusion.

If he sneezed right now, the entire Eastern Wasteland continent would tremble.

He felt unprecedented power.

This made him feel incredibly secure.

He was even calculating.

Whether he should just lie flat completely.

Just sign in peacefully like this until the end of time.

By the way, watch his kids grow up one by one and become the most awesome second-generation gods in the Myriad Realms.

But the System's voice always sounded at inappropriate times.

After hearing the requirements and rewards for that unique main quest, Li Xuan's Saint heart almost couldn't hold it together.

"The opportunity to attain the Dao and become a Great Emperor? Unlock the ultimate feature: Divine Kingdom Creation?"

Li Xuan's breath hitched.

This reward.

It was simply incredible.

This was like slapping the ultimate walkthrough for completing the game version directly onto his face.

Once this mission is completed, he would no longer be just a pond owner in the Eastern Wasteland.

Instead, he would transcend the Three Realms, become a Creator God himself, and open up a new map.

This temptation was something no one could resist.

Let alone him.

Even if a living Great Emperor crawled out of a coffin and saw this reward, they would be green with envy and shout,

"I can do it! I can grind for another round!"

But.

Li Xuan looked at the outrageous mission requirements again.

The fighting spirit that had just ignited vanished.

The mission required him to send at least one descendant to participate in the Eastern Wasteland Heavenly Pride Battle and win the championship.

Li Xuan frowned.

He felt a sudden headache.

Even with his cultivation at the Peak of the Nine Heavens of the Saint realm, he felt a massive headache over this.

Is the System serious?

Send a descendant?

I want to send one.

But which of these brats of mine can get on stage to fight?

His eldest son, Li Changsheng, has the Ancient Desolate Saint Body and is gifted, but he is only three years old this year.

He speaks in a milky voice and can barely walk steadily.

His second daughter, Li Qingyue, has the Lunar Body and is equally Heaven-Defying, but she is only two years old.

She spends her days either spacing out or sleeping; have her fight?

I'm afraid she'd fall asleep on the arena.

As for his third son, Li Yuanbao.

Li Xuan's Divine Thought swept over the cradle, watching the baby smacking his little lips and drooling, leaving him between laughter and tears.

This little guy just passed his hundredth day.

Can't exactly carry him onto the stage, right?

If an enemy throws a punch, he'd probably think someone is playing with him and happily blow a milk bubble?

He couldn't even imagine that scene.

"I have a Divine-Grade Sign-in System, not a Hell-level Parenting System."

Li Xuan felt indignant.

He could already imagine the scene of the Heavenly Pride Battle.

A group of twenty-something young Geniuses with high Battle Intent, rubbing their hands in anticipation.

The host announces loudly:

"The next contestant, Li Changsheng of the Great Xia Divine Dynasty, age three!"

His son walks onto the stage, wearing a red belly band, holding a baby bottle in his left hand and a rattle-drum in his right, walking unsteadily on his short legs.

The whole audience is silent.

Everyone thinks this is a joke.

His son says the first sentence:

"Hello uncles and aunties, can I have some milk first?"

This isn't called a Heavenly Pride Battle.

This is called dimensionality reduction trolling.

The more Li Xuan thought about it, the bigger his headache became.

No.

Cannot give up just like that.

The higher the risk, the greater the reward.

If this works, it's a direct upgrade from a bicycle to an aircraft carrier.

Li Xuan made up his mind.

After all, he wasn't that timid ordinary person he used to be.

As a Saint at the Peak of the Nine Heavens, no one in the Eastern Wasteland could threaten him.

He was fully capable of planning this major event while ensuring the absolute safety of his children.

However, who to send.

That is a serious question.

Must first test the bottom line of these little ones.

Li Xuan's mind stirred, and a thought was sent to the inner palace.

A moment later.

The door of the Hall of Mental Cultivation pushed open.

Empress Xiao Hongxiu and Noble Consort Su Muxue walked in, each holding one child, bringing Li Changsheng and Li Qingyue.

Behind them followed a nanny, holding Li Yuanbao in swaddling clothes.

"Father Emperor!"

Three-year-old Li Changsheng saw Li Xuan, immediately became excited, broke free from his mother's hand, ran over on his short legs, and hugged Li Xuan's thigh.

He tilted his little face and said in a milky voice:

"Father Emperor, Mother Empress said you wanted to play with me!"

"That's right, Father Emperor wanted to check on our Changsheng's recent studies."

Li Xuan laughed and picked him up, kissing his face.

He looked to the other side.

Two-year-old Li Qingyue was much quieter.

She just stood there quietly.

Her big eyes looked at Li Xuan curiously, like a doll.

When Li Xuan looked over, she even shyly hid behind Su Muxue.

Li Xuan smiled, his gaze falling on the small wooden sword tightly gripped in Li Changsheng's hand.

That was a toy he had casually whittled from a piece of ordinary peach wood in the courtyard when he was bored.

"Changsheng, Father Emperor will test you."

Li Xuan pointed to a giant ornamental stone a hundred meters high in the square in front of the hall and said with a smile:

"You go, use your little wooden sword, and carve the character 'One' on that big stone for Father Emperor. Can you do it?"

"Yes!"

Li Changsheng responded crisply, lifting the wooden sword in his hand as if presenting a treasure.

"I'm best at this!"

Saying that, he broke free from Li Xuan's arms and ran to the entrance of the main hall, pitter-patter.

He imitated the martial arts practice of the Imperial Guards, took a wobbly horse stance, and held the small wooden sword high above his head with both hands.

"Ha!"

A childish low shout.

He swung it with all his might at the giant stone a hundred meters away.

No sword light.

No Sword Intent.

Not even a sound.

Except for Li Xuan, no one saw any trick.

Xiao Hongxiu and Su Muxue just smiled at their son, thinking his little adult act was very cute.

The next second.

Crack.

A faint cracking sound came from afar.

Everyone looked over in confusion.

That giant stone standing in the center of the square, with a hardness comparable to a Marquis Magic Treasure, split silently from top to bottom with a straight, thin black line.

Boom!

The entire giant stone split smoothly into two halves from the black line and collapsed with a loud crash.

Two large craters were smashed into the square, and dust filled the air.

Everyone present was stunned.

The commander of the Imperial Guards on duty had an expression of disbelief.

That was extraterrestrial meteorite stone.

It took ten experts of the Marquis Realm working together to move it to the square with great difficulty.

Now, it was split with one sword strike by the three-year-old First Prince with a small wooden sword from a hundred meters away?

The scene before them was unbelievable to them.

Li Xuan was also taken aback.

His Chaos Eyes saw it more clearly.

Li Changsheng's sword strike had a trace of invisible grey Sword Qi that tore through space and appeared in front of the giant stone instantly.

The Sword Qi didn't slash onto the stone.

The trace of "extinction" Dao rhythm it carried destroyed the Law structure inside the stone beforehand.

The stone had "died" from the inside.

Good fellow.

Is this the Grass-Character Sword Manual practiced into muscle memory?

Li Xuan looked at his son, who was maintaining the sword-swinging posture with a "praise me quickly" look on his face, feeling both surprised and delighted in his heart.

This is no three-year-old child.

This is clearly a Genius of the Sword Dao in a child's clothing.

If he goes to participate in the Heavenly Pride Battle, will the other prodigies be able to survive?

Just as he was feeling incredibly excited, Li Qingyue, who was on the side, seemed to be frightened by the sound of the giant stone collapsing, or perhaps she disliked the dust making her little dress dirty.

She frowned.

The next moment.

Hum.

An invisible chill spread suddenly with her as the center.

The temperature in the Hall of Mental Cultivation plummeted.

The floating dust instantly froze into crystal points and fell down with a rustle.

A thin layer of ice spread rapidly across the ground.

Xiao Hongxiu and Su Muxue couldn't help but shiver and subconsciously channeled their energy to resist.

They were shocked to find that this chill ignored their protective True Essence and acted directly on their Divine Soul, making their thoughts feel frozen.

Lunar Body.

With one thought, the hall is frozen.

Li Xuan quickly raised his hand and waved, using the power of Chaos to disperse the chill, and the temperature in the hall returned to normal.

He looked at his daughter, feeling helpless in his heart.

This girl's strength is also immeasurable.

Her power is not an attack, but a kind of "Domain".

If she is unhappy, she can make everything around her fall into eternal freezing.

If she goes to the arena, there's no need to fight.

She just frowns and stands there, and the opponents within a hundred miles will probably be frozen into ice sculptures.

The kind where both the Divine Soul and Physical Body are frozen together.

Li Xuan turned his gaze to the last option.

Li Yuanbao, in the nanny's arms, was having a sweet dream, smacked his lips, and burped contentedly.

"Burp~"

With the milk burp, a fingernail-sized metal fragment flashing with seven-colored treasure light fell out of his mouth.

Clang, it fell to the ground.

An extremely pure Innate Creation Qi spread from the fragment.

Li Xuan was shocked.

An Innate Spirit Treasure fragment?

He stepped forward and picked up the fragment.

This fragment contained a complete trace of the Creation Law, and the material surpassed all known Divine Metals in the Eastern Wasteland.

This thing was enough to make Saints fight until their dog brains came out.

Now, it was spat out by his son, who had just turned a hundred days old, as indigestion residue?

Outrageous.

Simply outrageous to the extreme.

Looking at these three "out of spec" super cute babies, Li Xuan's last trace of worry disappeared.

Worried about them?

No.

The ones who should be worried now are the Geniuses in the Eastern Wasteland who are about to participate in the Heavenly Pride Battle.

He felt that he wasn't sending his son to a competition, but more like throwing a GM with an invincibility cheat into a novice village.

But the problem is: send the three-year-old Sword God out to teach the various Geniuses the "correct way to use a sword" with a wooden sword.

Or let the two-year-old Lunar Fairy appear and let the entire Eastern Wasteland feel the charm of "absolute zero" in advance?

Or wait for the third son to grow up a bit and just smash people with an Innate Spirit Treasure?

Li Xuan's gaze scanned back and forth between Li Changsheng and Li Qingyue.

Finally, it fell on his eldest son, who had split the giant stone and was flushed with excitement.

That's you.

My son, Li Changsheng.