The daily life of a max-level immortal cultivator

Chapter 202 The Son of Gengchen

That man stayed by the adult's side from beginning to end.

And he was always just an outsider.

The rules on Longyu Island are always so cruel.

Because the Yinglong clan is already rare, it is extremely rare for them to produce a cub with pure bloodline every ten thousand or even tens of thousands of years.

That's right. Pure-blooded Yinglong races, nurtured by the essence of heaven and earth, cannot be born. Even offspring born from intermarriage within the race will have their bloodlines diluted considerably, far less powerful than the Yinglong species born from the essence of heaven and earth.

They called him: Son of Gengchen (Descendant of the Dragon God)

Whenever a child born in the year of Gengchen is born, the clan places high hopes on him, hoping that he will be accepted by the divine realm.

Since the beginning of creation, until after that great war of the gods, these gods who were defeated were banished from the divine realm and were never allowed to enter it again.

But that was tens of millions of years ago. Now, the old gods of the divine realm are gradually disappearing, and more and more new gods are emerging and replacing them. The rules of the divine realm are also constantly changing.

Gods from beyond the realms, if they have made great achievements in this world or possess exceptional abilities, will also be accepted by the divine realm.

Therefore, these gods who were exiled from beyond the realm always tried their best to create one or a few "people" who had a chance of being accepted by the divine realm. They all placed high hopes on such beings.

Life outside the borders was not so wonderful, especially in that chaotic and war-torn era.

They wanted to go back. If anyone in their clan was accepted by the divine realm, they would be pardoned and would receive the divine realm's protection even if they were not in the divine realm.

In that era, the divine realm was the only pure land, even though it wasn't much better than the outside world.

Geng Wuji was a pure-blooded Yinglong, born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and a descendant of the Dragon God who was highly regarded in the Yinglong clan.

Previously, the Yinglong clan had not had a Gengchen son for hundreds of thousands of years. Most of the clan members were born out of wedlock, and all the previous Gengchen sons died in battle to protect the survival of the Yinglong clan. Without exception, they were killed by gods, demons, monsters, or other things, and none of them had a good end.

This is the destiny of someone born in the year of Gengchen.

Being given the surname Geng meant that one was destined not to have ordinary human emotions and to fight for the survival of one's clan throughout one's life.

His birth seemed even more radiant than that of other Gengchen sons, and he was subsequently bestowed the name Wuji.

Now that he had inherited this name, the clan had even higher expectations for him, and his upbringing was even stricter than that of previous sons born in the year of Gengchen.

From childhood to adulthood, he rarely interacted with even his own kind. The only thing he was told was to kill—to kill all those who invaded Dragon Island with hostility.

In that era, this was the only way to survive, even though it may not be considered an appropriate way of teaching today.

There's nothing inherently wrong with that; a weapon lacking emotional awareness yet capable of protecting its people. However, this isn't what they truly desire.

I need it, but I don't want it.

What they wanted was to be accepted by the divine realm and end this life of constant fear.

The power of the son of Gengchen can protect them, but it cannot protect the Yinglong clan forever. The ultimate goal is to be accepted by the divine realm.

So they came up with a solution.

Peace reigns everywhere beyond the borders, with frequent wars. The situation is even worse in the Western Burial Valley, which is also the main battlefield for the war between gods and demons, and the war has almost never stopped.

That year, another son born in the year of Gengchen was also born, something that had never happened before.

That person was also given the surname Geng, but only received the name Lianyu, which was not much different from the names of other people in the clan.

Lianyu's talent is quite different from his, but he is also a qualified son of Gengchen.

As part of a plan, the clan sent him to the Soul Burial Ravine, thousands of miles away, to participate in the war between gods and demons there.

He obeyed and went, but the war there was far more brutal and cruel than anything he had ever seen before.

Was his goal to kill "people"?

No, his purpose in going there was to make the divine realm see him.

The Yinglong clan has long since declined with each generation, and is no longer as powerful as it was tens of thousands of years ago. They can only barely survive by relying on the son of Gengchen.

Unlike other races, they cannot create beings that the divine realm can see and recruit. However, the twin sons of Gengchen have given them hope.

The survival of ants is so pathetic; their thoughts are that they don't care if Geng Wuji is valued in any way he goes.

They just wanted to survive, to survive in this chaotic era, and to continue the bloodline of their Yinglong clan.

These ancient races always had an unwavering obsession with the preservation and continuation of their bloodlines, and none of them wanted their race to become extinct.

The result, of course, was good.

Geng Wuji was seen by people from the Divine Realm and taken back, thus ensuring the safety of the Yinglong clan.

Geng Wuji was born without tears and without a complete understanding of emotions. He only knew that he needed to protect the safety of his people and fight for them.

His life never belonged to him.

That day, he fought desperately with a heart full of courage, knowing he would either be noticed by the people from the divine realm or die.

The moment his clansmen sent him away from Dragon Island, he was already prepared to die.

His sole reason for existing was to secure a future for his people.

But when he was about to die from exhaustion, looking at the fatal blow coming towards him, why did he, who was born without tears, shed blood tears in pain?

He lived a very long life, nearly ten thousand years, yet it suddenly felt very short, so short that today is his very 9,000th birthday.

The lifespan of gods is so long that it is impossible to see the end. They reach adulthood at 20,000 years old and become strong at 80,000 years old. Even the oldest in the clan is over 100,000 years old. But he is only just turning 9,000 years old when his soul is about to return to the Void Sea.

The fatal blow did not fall on him as expected. When he opened his lifeless eyes again, he saw a god standing in front of him, dressed in a radiant divine robe and holding a long sword.

"They're fighting so hard, it would be such a waste if they died..."

The goddess's eyes held compassion, yet her voice was devoid of emotion, and the bloodstains on her face made her appear as a heartless deity.

The god turned to look ahead, the sword in his hand throbbing with anticipation, but the cold voice once again drifted into his ears.

"Little Yinglong, if you survive this battle, you may ascend to the Divine Realm and report my name."

Geng Wuji, making sure he hadn't misheard, took a breath before slowly asking, "Who are you?"

"starry night."

Having said that, the god flew away to continue killing the enemy.

"starry night……"

Those two seemingly insignificant words became the most important thing in his life for the rest of his days.

Without a doubt, the Divine Realm won that battle.

He, with his broken body and barely breathing, went to a place he had never set foot in before, and told the gatekeeper there the name.

It wasn't until later that he understood why the gatekeeper there had been so surprised when he heard the name.

It turns out that, in the Divine Realm, besides the few remaining gods below Brahma, there are two Divine Masters who govern all departments within the Divine Realm and are the highest beings in the Divine Realm. Xingye is one of them.

When Geng Wuji, dragging his broken body, saw that deity again, he saw her on the altar with another equally unapproachable deity.

The look in her eyes when she looked at that person conveyed emotions beyond pity and indifference.

But before he could tell the god about himself and thank him, he completely fainted.

When he woke up again, his injuries had healed, but the person by his side was not her.

He was told that he could stay in the divine realm, and that his people would also be protected by the divine realm.

He succeeded.

But what happens after you succeed?

For the first time in nine thousand years, Geng Wuji had no direction.

That person said he could stay in the Divine Realm, so should he return to his clan?

This was the first time he had been so far from his people and from Dragon Island. His people taught him to kill, to protect his people, and to have basic common sense, but they never taught him anything else. What could he do if he stayed here?

However, his heart told him that he wanted to stay and didn't want to go back.

……

"Little Yinglong, do you want to go home?"

“I want to... stay and follow you.”

"Following me is not a good thing..."

"I'm useful."

"...Heh, very well then. Since you wish to stay, I will teach you slowly. Are you willing?"

"willing."

Even if you want to kick me out, I will stay.