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

Chapter 320: Ascension in the Sun, Golden Age of Immortals and Gods

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

Hearing Jiang Xuanzhen’s words, everyone in the courtyard looked at him.

The way Ji Wujun looked at him became full of admiration, while the others were stunned.

“My master is an immortal. How can he be the emperor?” Bai Qi cried out. Jiang Tianming stared at Jiang Xuanzhen, curious about his identity.

“Emperor, aren’t you being too sad?”

“Tsk tsk, it’s good to give up your position. Great Jing’s emperors have indeed failed over these past few years.”

“In fact, it’s normal. Since ancient times, most people in the Sovereign Dynasty are fatuous and mediocre. How can there be so many sage and wise rulers?”

“I don’t think it’s their fault. Emperor Yanwu, Emperor Dinghe, and even Hongzong are ambitious, but the restrictions on them are too hard to break out of. The only one who is truly to blame is Anzong. He’s really trash!”

Jiang Xuanzhen did not look up as he listened to everyone’s discussion. His forehead was pressed against the ground and blood began to flow. After a while, a voice came from the Daoist temple. “Come in.”

The door of the Daoist temple was also opened.

Jiang Xuanzhen looked up with tears still in his eyes. As he looked at the Daoist temple, he suddenly felt nervous. His knees seemed to have taken root and he could not stand up.

“Stinky brat, what are you waiting for? What request do you have? Hurry up and tell your ancestor.”

The Sword God patted Jiang Xuanzhen’s shoulder and urged him.

Jiang Xuanzhen came back to his senses and hurriedly stood up. He trembled as he walked into the Purple Cloud Palace and the door closed behind him.

Bai Qi, Ye Xun, and the others continued to chat, curious about what the Dao Ancestor and Jiang Xuanzhen would talk about.

After entering the Daoist temple, Jiang Xuanzhen realized that the space inside the temple was extremely spacious, similar to a palace. His gaze landed on Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng sat on the praying mat with the Ultimate Yang Divine Light floating behind his head. It was like a small sun that was extremely dazzling, making it impossible for Jiang Xuanzhen to peek at his true appearance.

He was indeed an immortal!

Such a thought surfaced in Jiang Xuanzhen’s mind. He quickly walked to Jiang Changsheng and knelt down before kowtowing three times.

“Ancestor… Ancestor…’

Jiang Xuan said carefully. He had fantasized about meeting his ancestor countless times, but at this juncture, he did not know what to say. His mind was blank.

The atmosphere was silent.

Jiang Xuanzhen gradually calmed down and his thoughts recovered.

At that moment, Jiang Changsheng said, “Have you thought it through? What do you need me to do for you?”

Jiang Xuanzhen took a deep breath and said, “Ancestor, please ascend the throne! ”

He looked up at Jiang Changsheng with a firm expression and said, “All the emperors of the past were wrong. The root of the problem is not the aristocratic race, but luck. Luck has placed a limit on the lifespan of the emperors, making it impossible for them to become stronger. You are an immortal god, so your lifespan will not be limited by luck. Only you can save Great Jing!”

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, “In the future, I will modify the luck of Great

Jing so that the lifespan of the emperors will no longer be limited.”

When Jiang Xuanzhen heard that, he became even more excited and said, “That’s useless. It will be difficult for my children and I to become truly powerful experts that can shock Great Jing in 200 years. If we were to cede the throne to other vassal kings, it would be disobeying Taizong’s will. Only when you ascend the throne can you completely change Great Jing. Only after you become the Emperor of Great Jing and choose another mature descendant hundreds of years later, will it not be considered disobeying Taizong’s will.”

“I can’t be the emperor anymore. In this position, I have to be responsible for this chaotic world and bear the hatred of all the citizens. Besides, I don’t want to be the emperor anymore. I don’t have the ability.” At this point, Jiang Xuanzhen’s tears could not stop flowing.

He thought of his father and Jiang Xuannian.

“My brother paved the way for me and supported me to become a powerful vassal king, but I was too impulsive… I caused my brother’s death and put myself in such a predicament. I even abolished my strength. Ancestor… I am really not suitable to be the emperor. I did not want to be the emperor since I was young…

Jiang Xuanzhen wept, and his tone was filled with grievance, guilt, and pain.

Ever since he was sensible, he had determined that Jiang Xuannian was going to be the emperor. Therefore, he did not even think about becoming the emperor. He maintained this mentality until he reached adulthood.

As Jiang Changsheng listened to him, he was also seriously examining this problem.

After he became an immortal, it was hard for him to find a rival in this world. So, it was not impossible for him to relax for a period of time. In addition, he saw Jiang Ziyu’s soul.

Perhaps some regrets could be made up for and pave the way for the increase in luck points and incense points.

Early in the morning, Mu Lingluo returned to the courtyard of Longqi Mountain and saw that Chen Li and Venerable Bai were also there.

She came to Ji Wujun’s side and asked in a low voice, “The Emperor is here?” Ji Wujun nodded and said, “He has been inside for nearly half a month and hasn’t come out yet.”

That long?

Mu Lingluo was curious. She was still most concerned about Jiang Changsheng. This was the first time he had been in seclusion for so many years.

She turned to look at Chen Li in front of the stone table and asked, “Chen Li, the internal strife in Great Jing has lasted for so many years. Now that there are still foreign races causing trouble, when will this farce end?”

Chen Li glanced at the Daoist temple and said, “Soon, the real golden age of Great Jing is coming.”

Venerable Bai said with some regret, “Unfortunately, according to you, the Emperor is useless and has wasted his fate.”

“Then who is suitable to be the emperor in this current Great Jing? We can’t possibly let the King of the Northern Frontier be the emperor, right?” Ye Xundi asked helplessly.

The Sword God said, “Jiang Luo is pretty good.”

Everyone began to discuss who was suitable to be the emperor.

After a while, the door of the Daoist temple suddenly opened and Jiang Xuanzhen walked out. He had changed into a Daoist robe with a smile on his face. He was in high spirits and full of vitality.

Everyone looked at him. Just as Bai Qi was about to speak, she saw Jiang Changsheng following behind Jiang Xuanzhen.

When she saw Jiang Changsheng, Mu Lingluo’s eyes lit up. She immediately walked forward and asked with concern, “A successful breakthrough?” Jiang Changsheng smiled and nodded.

Jiang Xuanzhen silently walked to the side and made way for his ancestor.

Bai Qi hastily asked, “Master, what are your plans?”

Everyone stared at Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng took Mu Lingluo’s hand and said in a soft voice, “I promised to marry you. I should fulfill my promise.”

Stunned, Mu Lingluo asked in surprise, “When did you promise?”

Bai Qi smiled slyly and said, “I remember Master promising Hua Jianxin.”

Jiang Changsheng looked at her and said, “That’s right. I promised her that I would marry her openly in her next life.”

Bai Oi was Duzzled and did not understand what liang Changsheng meant.

When Mu Lingluo heard that, her heart trembled and her expression became complicated. Her previous guess seemed to be true.

Chen Li clearly guessed what Jiang Changsheng meant. He immediately stepped forward and bowed. “Thank you, Dao Ancestor. This is the blessing of Great Jing!”

Venerable Bai and Ji Wujun seemed to have thought of something, and their expressions changed drastically before they revealed an expression of pleasant surprise.

“Not only do I want to ascend to the throne, but I also want to give the people of Great Jing the opportunity to ascend and become an immortal. The Dao Ancestor has experienced hundreds of lives in the secular world, and in his last life, he was given the order of a king. With great merit, he ascended in broad daylight to set off a golden age for the immortal gods of Great Jing. What do you think of such a story?”

Jiang Changsheng said calmly, and everyone’s breathing quickened.

The Dao Ancestor was about to become the Emperor of Great Jing!

They had all fantasized about the Dao Ancestor ascending the throne, but Jiang Changsheng had always rejected them with the excuse of cultivation. They did not expect it to finally happen today.

Everyone became excited.

“Yes, you should be the Emperor of Great Jing!”

“The suppression of the emperor’s lifespan will not work on you.” “Hahaha, if you were to ascend the throne, who would dare to resist?” “A golden age for immortal gods? Can we become immortal gods?”

Jiang Xuanzhen smiled. He was even somewhat complacent because he felt that he had convinced his ancestor. Moreover, he was very excited when he thought of the Immortal God Realm that his ancestor had envisioned.

Great Jing was really going to soar!

Chen Li cupped his hands and said, “Great Jing is now in chaos, and rebels are in charge. The Emperor asks his ancestor to ascend the throne and sweep away the filth of Great Jing. It will certainly become a good story. However, someone needs to prove your background.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the Eye of the Great Dao appeared on Jiang Changsheng’s forehead. The golden light was dazzling and everyone was stunned. Jiang Tianming could not help but touch his third eye. All three of his eyes show a sense of envy and yearning.

Jiang Changsheng said, “Yang Che is still alive. He will prove it.”

With that said, he looked at the sky and muttered, “It’s time to make up for my regrets. It’s not only mine, but also yours.”

No one understood who he was referring to, but it did not dampen their excitement.

Now that the Dao Ancestor had decided to ascend the throne, the future would be interesting!

They looked forward to the reactions of those vassal kings.

Xuanting, in a certain hall.

Zhu Kuangji’s son, Zhu Tianjia, sat on a chair with a gloomy expression. Meanwhile, the black-robed man, Daoist Master Qingxu, and Xu Mang sat on both sides. The atmosphere was silent.

Zhu Tianjia stared at the black-robed man and said in a deep voice, “The Emperor has gone to Longqi Temple. What should we do next? Will the Dao

Ancestor vent his anger on the Dragon Transformation Mansion?”

The black-robed man shook his head and said, “The Dao Ancestor is at most protecting the Emperor. If he were to vent his anger for the Emperor, he would have taken action long ago. Don’t forget how your father and An Chang died. At that time, the Dao Ancestor could flatten the Xuan Court. It’s good that there’s no Emperor now. Then we’ll have to rely on our own abilities to fight against the vassal kings of Great Jing. Right now, we’re powerful. Even without the Emperor, we can sweep across Great Jing and start a new dynasty!”

Xu Mang could not help but recall the scene that day. His master from another race had just died after he insulted the Dao Ancestor.

He seemed calm on the surface, but he was extremely nervous inside. He was afraid that these people would be bold enough to speak arrogantly to the Dao Ancestor. Fortunately, they were also afraid of him.

When Zhu Tianjia heard that, he felt that it made sense. If the Dao Ancestor wanted to interfere, he would have interfered long ago. Why wait until today?

“Alright, then I shall compete for Great Jing fair and square. Who among the vassal kings is my opponent?”

With the support of the Dragon Transformation Mansion and the black-robed man, he did not care about the ambitious and ruthless people in Great Jing.

An hour later.

The black-robed man and Daoist Master Qingxu returned to their residence.

Just as they sat in front of the stone table in the courtyard, a figure crawled out from the ground. It was a black shadow in human form, and their true appearance could not be seen.

“How long do we have to wait? My chieftain is getting impatient.”

The black shadow said in a deep and hoarse voice.

The black-robed man poured himself a cup of wine and drank it in one go. “If the Tiansu Race can’t wait, why don’t they invade Great Jing directly?”

The black shadow was silent.

Daoist Master Qingxu looked at him and asked, “When will the Qiangliang Race arrive?”

The black-robed man put down his cup and looked at the black shadow.

The Qiangliang Race was like a mountain pressing down on their hearts. They were just waiting for the Qiangliang Race to attack and fight against the Dao Ancestor..