My Descendant Begged Me To Help Him Just After I Became A God

Chapter 168: Revival from the Dead

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Jiang Changsheng looked at the high-spirited Ye Xun and felt emotional.

Familiar yet unfamiliar faces flashed past his eyes. The world had changed. However, there would always be someone playing the same role, and there would always be endless struggles.

Ye Xun stared at Jiang Changsheng and frowned. Although he could not see through Jiang Changsheng’s strength, he was not tricked by his youth.

Everyone looked up at them.

Yang Zhou hid behind four male disciples and asked in a low voice, “Shall we make a bet? How about the loser wash the three winners’ clothes for half a year?”

The four disciples turned around and looked at him. One of them asked, “How do you want to bet?”

“There’s no point in betting on victory. The Dao Ancestor will not lose. Plus, if he loses, we will be doomed either way. So, let’s bet on how long the other party can last under the Dao Ancestor. How about we set a time for each of us?”

Yang Zhou whispered as he looked at Qing’er, fearing that she would overhear him.

“Alright! I’ll bet ten breaths.”

“Ten breaths is too short. They fought for a while last time. I’ll bet the time it takes for a cup of tea to cool.” “You’re being too ambiguous.”

“I’ll bet fifty breaths!”

When his four peers spoke up, Yang Zhou followed suit and said, “Then I’ll bet thirty breaths. ”

Previously, when he saw Ye Xun, he was still worried about the Dao Ancestor. However, his attention was on the bet. In his opinion, the time he bet on had the highest winning percentage.

At the same time.

Jiang Changsheng and Ye Xun rose into the air and flew higher.

The two of them looked at each other in silence. Ye Xun was not a talkative person to begin with. He was too lazy to say anything harsh and directly began to circulate his energy.

Boom!

Ye Xun’s aura skyrocketed and his true qi curled around his body like white flames, startling the sea of clouds in the sky. Layers of impact swept across the sky, forming a circle of air that expanded one after another as it swept to the end of the world. It was an extremely spectacular sight.

All the spectators at the foot of the mountain and in the city waited eagerly.

This was not the first time most people had seen the Dao Ancestor make a move, but they were very excited every time. After all, he represented the strongest power of Great Jing’s martial arts world. Ye Xun suddenly dashed towards Jiang Changsheng.

Bang!

His right leg whipped Jiang Changsheng’s arm. But in an instant, he felt the true qi on his right leg dissipate.

His pupils suddenly constricted as he thought to himself, “As expected of the Dao Ancestor!”

His thoughts were like lightning. While he was thinking, his body had already erupted with fierce and violent attacks. Thousands of kicks and fist shadows landed on Jiang Changsheng like a storm.

No matter how he attacked, he could not break through Jiang Changsheng’s spiritual shield.

“Even though he has just broken through, his strength is not inferior to Wu Song.”

Jiang Changsheng praised in his heart. As expected of the number one expert of Tianhai.

Ye Xun suddenly disappeared, and Jiang Changsheng looked up in response. A strong wind descended from the sky, causing his robes to flutter. The disciples on Martial Peak felt great pressure descending on them, while those with lower realms were forced to half kneel, including Yang Zhou.

Everyone looked up in horror. Yang Zhou had also forgotten about the gamble.

All of them widened their eyes and were dumbstruck.

An ancient stone tablet condensed from true qi descended from the sky. The size of this stone tablet was unimaginable. Just the bottom alone was a thousand feet long and three hundred feet wide. The stone tablet was translucent and there were many strange patterns carved on the surface. They looked like words and patterns, emitting an endless aura. It was as if Mount Tai was pressing down on Jiang Changsheng with absolute domineering might.

Boom

The majestic stone tablet instantly stopped in the air and Jiang Changsheng easily blocked it with one hand.

Ye Xun’s expression changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and the mighty stone tablet shattered, turning into countless true qi blades that swooped down to bombard Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng raised his right hand and stretched out his index and middle fingers. He pressed his fingers together and his spiritual energy transformed into a beam that soared into the sky at an extremely fast speed. It set off a world-shocking wave and sent countless true qi blades flying.

Ye Xun’s eyes widened. With a puff, the beam pierced through his chest and dispersed the surging true qi in his body, spilling blood into the sky.

“How can this be…”

Ye Xun’s body was sent flying with his limbs dangling freely. He revealed an expression of disbelief as his gaze landed on Jiang Changsheng.

The two of them were thousands of feet apart when he saw Jiang Changsheng’s indifferent expression.

He could not describe this gaze.

At that moment, his self-righteous arrogance disappeared without a trace.

Unprecedented fear and despair surged in his heart.

This time was different from any other battle. He felt that he might really die.

His body began to fall, and the true qi blades that filled the sky turned into smoke and dissipated.

The battle had ended!

Jiang Changsheng turned around and flew back to Longqi Mountain with Ye Xun before disappearing into the fog.

There was silence on the peak of Martial Peak.

However, cheers broke out at the foot of the mountain.

The Dao Ancestor had won again!

Even though they did not see the specific situation of the battle, the huge stone tablet that Ye Xun had condensed allowed them to feast their eyes. Their trip this time was not in vain.

The spectating martial artists were all sighing at the power of foreign martial arts techniques. They had never heard of such an ultimate technique.

From now on, the name ‘Ye Xun’ would be remembered by them forever! Yang Zhou woke up from his daze and suddenly asked, “How long?”

A disciple at the side said, “I don’t know. I was so stunned just now, but it should be within ten breaths.”

“Bullsh*t. I think it’s within fifty breaths.”

“Fifty breaths, you really dare to say it!”

Yang Zhou wanted to argue, but he felt that it was boring.

He could not forget Ye Xun’s shocking performance just now. He suddenly felt that he had underestimated martial arts.

But how powerful was the Dao Ancestor who easily defeated Ye Xun?

In the courtyard, Ye Xun was thrown to the ground. On impact, he could not help but cough up blood. He was in a sorry state.

He could not understand.

How could a single finger dissipate his strength?

He turned his head with great difficulty and looked at Jiang Changsheng with the intention to speak.

Seeing him like this, Bai Qi lay not far away and teased, “Don’t ask. That move is called the Chen Family’s Qi Finger.”

The Chen Family?

Which Chen Family?

The Sword God landed on the ground and sighed. “This person’s martial arts technique is indeed powerful. I feel that he is even stronger than Wu Song.”

Jiang Changsheng sat under the Earth Spirit Tree and said, “They are about the same. In terms of the ferocity of his true qi, he is inferior to Wu Song. However, his martial arts technique just now is not as simple as it looks. That tablet can suppress a martial artist’s true qi. Once it is pressed down, not only will the other party be injured, but their true qi will also solidify, stopping them from using any technique to break out. It is very impressive.”

When the Sword God heard that, he sighed internally. The world was so big that all sorts of strange things could happen.

However, how could the Dao Ancestor catch such an ultimate technique with one hand?

Was it because of the disparity in their strength that he was affected at all?

Ye Xun’s face was covered with blood as he laid on the ground, unable to stand up. He smiled sadly and said, “I didn’t expect my ultimate technique to be easily defeated. Dao Ancestor, are you really in the Three Grotto-heaven realm?”

Jiang Changsheng calmly said, “No.”

When Ye Xun heard that, he immediately understood. If the other party was two major realms stronger than him, he could still accept it.

He closed his eyes and muttered, “Even though I couldn’t withstand a single blow, I’m satisfied. This is the ending I have been looking forward to. I’ll die in battle…”

Bai Qi excitedly asked, “Master, are you going to bury him in the Hero’s Tomb?”

Jiang Changsheng said, “The Hero’s Tomb is for those who want to die. With such talent, it is a pity that he died just like this.”

He decided to spare Ye Xun’s life and continue to grind him for survival rewards in the future. Moreover, a calamity was about to befall and Great Jing needed to accumulate more strength.

Jiang Changsheng asked, “Do you want to live?”

Ye Xun trembled, but he did not answer immediately.

Jiang Changsheng said, “In that case, I’ll send you on your way. Go die.”

Hearing this, Ye Xun suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly said, “Wait!”

The courtyard was silent.

The Sword God was silent, and Bai Qi’s eyes were filled with smiles.

Ye Xun gritted his teeth and asked, “I want to live…”

The moment after he said that, a bottle of medicinal pills landed in front of him, and the sound of the pills hitting the bottle was exceptionally loud.

Outside the capital, on a mountain peak dozens of miles away, a group of martial artists looked into the distance in silence.

Traces of the battle were still left in the sky, and the sea of clouds had been

torn into pieces.

One of them slowly asked, “Is a Three Grotto-heaven realm expert that powerful?”

No one answered.

After a while, one of the martial artists mocked himself. “Have you ever seen a Three Grotto-heaven realm expert in action before?”

That’s right.

They could not guess how powerful an expert in the Three Grotto-heaven was.

From what they knew, they only knew that above the Two Grotto-heaven realm was the Three Grotto-heaven realm. They really had no idea how powerful the Three Grotto-heaven realm was.

“Let’s go. Ye Xun was defeated so quickly that our plan must be postponed.”

The leading martial artist took a deep breath and said in a deep voice. The others had no objections.

They quickly left.

[In the 11th year of the Shuntian Era, the number one expert of Tianhai, Ye Xun, came to challenge you. You successfully passed his challenge and survived a calamity. You have obtained the survival reward—Divine Power, Revival.] Looking at this notification, Jiang Changsheng’s interest was piqued.

He began to inherit the memories of his newfound Divine Power. As he could multitask, he was not worried that Ye Xun would take the opportunity to attack. Furthermore, Ye Xun did not have the ability to hurt him.

As the name implied, the Revival Divine Power could resurrect the dead. However, there were certain conditions attached to it. That was, the deceased must have died unnaturally and that their soul had yet to leave their body, only then could they be resurrected. There was no limit to the number of times they could be resurrected. However, if their lifespan was up, this Divine Power would not be able to save them.

Life and death were fated, and even gods could not save them.

Good Divine Power!

In other words, if the people around him were killed, as long as he arrived in time, he could save them, more than once at that.

Fierce!

This was also a good method to obtain incense points!

Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and looked at Ye Xun with a gentle gaze.

In his eyes, there were two words flashing on Ye Xun’s body.

Survival rewards!

He should train him well and reap survival rewards from him regularly.

Jiang Changsheng thought happily.

The sun set and the moon rose.

When night fell, Ye Xun could already meditate and begin to circulate his true qi to heal his injuries.

His mind also became active.

There was actually another Grotto-heaven realm expert in this courtyard. It seemed like the Dao Ancestor was not a bloodthirsty person.

As a martial arts fanatic, he had forgotten the humiliation of his defeat. Right now, he was thinking about whether he could learn a stronger martial arts technique from the Dao Ancestor.

The 12th year of the Shuntian Era, the beginning of the year.

Qing’er brought Yang Zhou across the bridge and arrived at Longqi Mountain. They did not enter Jiang Changsheng’s courtyard. Instead, they came to an empty land.

Yang Zhou originally thought that he was coming to see the Dao Ancestor, and so he was very excited. However, he saw someone else instead.

Ye xun!

Yang Zhou widened his eyes and could not help but ask, “You’re not dead?”

Ye Xun was expressionless as he asked, “That’s him?”

Qing’Er nodded and said, “Yes, that’s him. Do as you see fit.”

With that said, Qing’er turned around and left, leaving Yang Zhou with a dumbstruck expression..