CHAPTER 201: 136. REINCARNATION, TRANSMIGRATION INTO THE BLOODLINE WORLD (4K MAJOR CHAPTER)

"What?"

"Let me inherit the throne?"

Xu Zhang looked up at his Father Emperor in astonishment.

At this moment, he didn’t know whether to be happy or sad. The coveted Imperial Throne was unexpectedly offered to him so easily by his father. It’s true, twelve years ago, his father was determined to pursue the Immortal Path and abandoned the newly conquered rivers and mountains. Twelve years later, his father wouldn’t have any lingering attachments to it.

"Father Emperor, the grand view of the Immortal Path..."

"Is it so much more fascinating than the Imperial Throne?"

Xu Zhang mustered the courage to express his thoughts.

If there were immortals and eternal life, who would want to be confined to a corner of the world? Power is good, but how could it compare to the yearning for eternal life and enduring presence?

As he finished speaking, Zhao Yunniang, who accompanied Xu Xing, also looked at Xu Xing with hope in her eyes. She knew that becoming Xu Xing’s main wife was a stroke of immense luck. Later, her transformation from a Zhangtairen into the Empress who rules all was an even greater gift from Xu Xing. She didn’t dare to ask Xu Xing about the "Immortal Path"; she dared not hope for anything. Her humble status robbed her of even the courage to speak. She was afraid that if she spoke up, the bond between husband and wife would be completely severed. Everyone envied the love story between the Emperor and Empress, but Zhao Yunniang understood in her heart that Xu Xing did not harbor that much affection for her.

"Yes!"

Xu Xing replied, not intending to deceive Xu Zhang. "The Innate realm grants a lifespan of two hundred years, and the Immortal Base realm grants four hundred. A mortal dynasty’s reign lasts a mere three hundred years; a single Foundation Establishment Cultivator can witness the rise and fall of dynasties. The founding ancestor of the Song Family, Song Dao, is still in the mortal realm today, with over a thousand years of Yangshou remaining..."

Having had the experience of describing the scenery of the Cultivation World to Scholar Su, it was easy for Xu Xing to do so again.

After about a quarter of an hour, Xu Zhang, his face full of envy, knelt in the hall and kowtowed. "Father Emperor, I don’t want this Imperial Throne either! I also wish to see the scenery of the Immortal Path. Please, Father Emperor, grant my request."

On both sides of the steps to the throne stood two gilded cranes copper furnaces, and the side walls were adorned with many exquisite calligraphy and paintings by great masters of the past. The screen depicted a landscape painting, with inscriptions by the great master Cao.

The aroma of burning sandalwood wafted through the air.

Seeing his father on the high seat remain silent for a long time, a phrase suddenly surged in Xu Zhang’s heart: "What I bestow upon you is yours. What I do not give, you cannot seize." This sentence echoed in his mind. Gradually, understanding dawned on him; his face first turned red, then contorted with bitterness.

"I... spoke rashly."

"Please, Father Emperor, deliver my punishment..."

Xu Zhang, still kowtowing, struck his head forcefully against the tung wood floor, making a resounding thud.

Back then, the founding ancestor of the Song Family, Song Dao, left his mortal relatives behind. He didn’t take them with him. Now, history was repeating itself.

"Cultivating immortality requires aptitude," Xu Xing stated. "You lack such aptitude. Even if I exhausted my efforts to send you into an Immortal Sect, life there would not be one of enjoyment. Instead, it would be a life of greater solitude, ultimately ending in a bleak outcome."

"As for resources, although I am the Emperor in the Mortal World, upon entering an Immortal Sect, I was merely a Commoner Disciple. I had to fight and strive for everything myself..."

Xu Xing rose and shook his head.

Before returning to the Mundane World, he had anticipated this. Someone would inevitably seek his guidance on the path of cultivating immortality. This person could be his biological father, Xu Ming; after all, Xu Ming was now in his sixtieth year and his Yangshou was dwindling. It could also be King of Sorrow Yao Dang, who hailed from the renowned Big Snow Mountain Sect, and Sect Seniors in his ancestry had broken through the Innate realm before disappearing. Or perhaps Zhao Yunniang, or Xu Zhang...

Although his words were blunt, they were indeed the truth.

Even though he held first-class True lineage status in the Flying Feather Immortal Palace, the resources allocated to him were fixed. The Flying Feather Immortal Palace might not interfere with how disciples used these resources. However, if he shared them with his relatives, his own cultivation would inevitably slow down over time.

Consequently, the Flying Feather Immortal Palace would no longer invest resources in him, or the amount would be significantly reduced.

The reality was that cruel.

The Flying Feather Immortal Palace preferred its True lineages, selected from its many disciples, to possess more human warmth.

However, this human warmth didn’t mean they could be indecisive in their actions or choices.

Even if there were instances in this world of one person achieving the Dao and their entire family ascending to the heavens, such cases were ultimately exceptions. After stepping onto the Immortal Path, one must first learn to embrace solitude.

This was largely true for Aristocratic Families in the cultivation world as well.

Not everyone possessed the aptitude for cultivating immortality.

"Aptitude..."

Xu Zhang muttered, dejected.

He had practiced martial arts since childhood, yet even now, he had only just managed to pass the Body Cultivation stage and reach the Storing Truth stage. The Innate realm beyond that felt utterly untouchable. Moreover, he lacked the true dedication for martial arts. He would often train for a short while, only to slack off. Even if he were given the chance to embark on the Immortal Path now, could he truly reach the heights his father had? Probably not. Physique, temperament—he lacked them both. With what could he possibly contend against others?

"Zhang’er was just momentarily impulsive..."

"Don’t frighten him."

Zhao Yunniang composed herself, concealed her disappointment, and forced a smile. Then, she brought the imperial kitchen’s prepared soup to Xu Xing and began to feed him small spoonfuls.

After temporarily handling external and internal affairs, Xu Xing retreated to a secret chamber in the Imperial Palace to prepare for his transmigration to another world.

Not long ago, the Mirror Surface world, whose Cooldown had ended, had reopened.

[Mirror Master: Xu Xing.]

[Dao Fruit: Spring God Ju Mang (Yao), Six Caverns Immortal Official (Du)...]

[World: Bloodline (Immortal Base).]

[Descent: Reincarnation.]

[Time Flow Rate: 1 to 30.]