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

Chapter 310: Turbid Heaven, Questioning Heart and Enlightenment

Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations

The entire court was in a heated discussion, but no one dared to step forward. The demons had left for dozens of years, and now that they had made a comeback, their invasion must be even more powerful.

At that moment, an old official stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, there’s no need to worry. We’ve only found traces of the Demon Race. The Demon Race is still far away from Guangtian. We just need to arrange our defenses. When the Heavenly Duke returns, the Heavenly Duke might go to the Demon Race and bring about a turnaround. Right now, the situation in the world is no longer limited to the Human Race and the Demon Race. Many unknown races have appeared in the west. This might be the calamity of all races predicted by the Sacred Dynasty.”

Many civil and military officials agreed with his words.

Guangtian was developing at a rapid pace, and they did not want to be rash.

The Emperor had no choice but to agree.

“Your Majesty, we should be concerned about the other two Sovereign Dynasties. They will eventually become roadblocks for Guangtian to become a Sacred Dynasty.”

A general stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

His words caused the officials to start a discussion. This time, the Emperor was not included in the discussion. Disputes broke out between the civil and military camps, causing their faces to turn red. Seeing this, the Emperor felt vexed.

“Become a Sacred Dynasty? What a joke. You talk about benevolence and morality, but in fact, you’re doing it for your own benefit… The Emperor mocked in his heart, but he felt more despair.

How could such a Sovereign Dynasty not fall?

Once he lost, as the Emperor, he had to die.

For some reason, at this moment, he suddenly thought of a name.

The Dao Ancestor!

Looking at the humans in the endless ocean, the number of experts who were saving people could be counted on one hand. Most of them were overlords who were just flying around, and there were no examples of them saving other Sovereign Dynasties.

The more he thought about it, the more sad he felt. Even if the Dao Ancestor were willing to help him, how could he find him?

He thought of another person. The general that the Heavenly Duke favored the most was a fanatical believer of the Dao Ancestor. Perhaps he could have a chat with that general.

He had heard many legends about the Dao Ancestor and bragged about it. In any case, he was in deep trouble and could not find any other methods. He could give it a try.

The Emperor felt that he could not sit still and wait for death. If he were to allow these profit-seeking guys to act recklessly, he might die before he could give up his position.

Year 7 of the Dinghe Era.

Ever since the Emperor issued the imperial decree, the aristocratic families and vassal kings from all over the dynasty had sent people to eliminate Xu Mang so that their young disciples could be conferred the title of king and expand their influence.

However, even when Xu Mang was besieged, he came out alive and continuously attacked cities and plundered land. Right now, he was already in control of the four provinces. His prestige was getting greater and greater, and more and more people were seeking refuge with him. Only then did the people in the dynasty realize that Xu Mang was not a flash in the pan and might really shake Great Jing. May.

Luo Province, mansion.

The black-robed man was still drinking tea in the courtyard. Daoist Master Qingxu sat by his side as they listened to his subordinate’s report on Xu Mang’s situation.

After the subordinate finished speaking, the black-robed man waved his hand and motioned for him to leave.

Only the two of them were left in the courtyard. The black-robed man chuckled and said, “The Wave has risen, but we have to control how long it can last.”

Daoist Master Qingxu frowned and said, “The wave is much stronger than we expected. It seems like someone else is behind it.”

“There are many people who are dissatisfied with the Jiang Family. They are just worried about not having a leader. Now that we have given them a chance, how can they not cherish it?”

After the black-robed man said that, he blew at the steam on the teacup. Daoist Master Qingxu asked, “The Wave has risen. When will the Turbid

Heaven appear?”

The black-robed man said, “The Turbid Heaven is not to be chosen, but to be fought for. Just watch. The Turbid Heaven will appear soon.”

Daoist Master Qingxu stared at him and asked, “This humble Daoist is curious. How many chess pieces have you planted and how many aristocratic families have you controlled?”

A gentle breeze blew across the yard, causing the leaves to sway and make rustling sounds.

The black-robed man did not answer. Instead, he said, “You can take action now. Remember, don’t push yourself too far forward.”

Daoist Master Qingxu nodded and left.

The black-robed man looked in the direction he left. His eyes were unfocused as he fell into a trance.

After an unknown period of time, he suddenly woke up.

“It seems like the Dao Ancestor has really abandoned Great Jing.”

The corners of the black-robed man’s mouth curled up. He poured himself another cup of tea, but it was cold.

In September, Xu Mang conquered another province, and his momentum grew until Shuntian City began to shake.

In the throne room of the morning court.

An old official stepped forward and said in a trembling voice, “Your Majesty, Xu

Mang’s momentum must be stopped. Your Majesty, please send the Heavenly

Strategy Army to eliminate the rebels!”

With that said, the officials stepped forward one after another and asked the Emperor to mobilize the Heavenly Strategy Army.

The Heavenly Strategy Army was the strongest army in Great Jing. Ever since Xu Tianji stepped down, it had been under the sole control of the Emperor.

There were as many experts as the clouds in the Heavenly Strategy Army, and it was not easy to convince them. Especially after Xu Tianji resigned, the Heavenly Strategy Army was extremely dissatisfied with the imperial power and had entered an uncontrollable state.

An Chang stepped forward and said, “Your Majesty, I can recommend someone, the King of the Northern Frontier.”

Hearing this, the Emperor’s frown deepened. The officials felt that this suggestion was good.

After hesitating for a moment, the Emperor said, “Then pass on my imperial decree and have the King of the Northern Frontier temporarily lead the Heavenly Strategy Army until Xu Mang’s rebel army is eliminated!”

“Your Majesty is wise!”

The officials responded in unison. Some smiled, while others were depressed. They were usually scheming against each other, so how could they not see through the game behind Xu Mang? Now that the Heavenly Strategy Army was about to appear, Xu Mang’s chaos could be considered pacified. Those who had already reaped the benefits were satisfied, while those who suffered losses were dissatisfied and regretful, but they did not dare to show it.

There were some things that could not be exposed to the public. The subjects must be harmony with the light. They could not be ignorant of the rules. The Emperor stood up and waved his sleeve. “The court is dismissed.”

The officials knelt and saluted.

After the Emperor left, An Chang was surrounded by officials who praised him for having the courage to push out the King of the Northern Frontier.

“Hmph!”

One of the generals snorted. He was the disciple of the abbot of the holy land, the True Dragon Temple, Zhou Jue, who was also known as the twin prodigies of Great Jing along with Yu Qingluan of the Fuyue Family.

Ever since Yang Zhou rose to prominence, the reputation of Zhou Jue as a peerless prodigy had faded. He joined the army later and climbed up to the court. He was about to turn 200 years old, but he was already in the Two Grotto-heaven realm and had decisive power among the generals.

Zhou Jue walked up to An Chang and looked down at him. “Prime Minister An, if I discover that you have colluded with the King of the Northern Frontier, you will be in big trouble.”

He stretched out his right hand and pressed his index finger on An Chang’s chest.

An Chang said with a smile, “General Zhou, what are you talking about? The King of the Northern Frontier and I are both subjects of the Emperor. How can we collude? General Zhou, don’t be angry that I didn’t recommend you to take on the responsibility of the commander. After all, you didn’t take the initiative.”

Zhou Jue lowered his head and whispered into his ear, “Don’t you think you had been very lucky?”

With that said, Zhou Jue patted his shoulder and left with a smile.

The smile on An Chang’s face disappeared. The other officials looked at each other but did not speak.

Zhou Jue was one of the few powerful officials in the court who could contend against An Chang. Other than his own realm, he also had the support of the holy land, the True Dragon Temple. For the time being, An Chang could not touch Zhou Jue.

It was snowing heavily at the end of the year.

It was rare for Jiang Changsheng to walk out of the Purple Cloud Palace and into the courtyard.

He jumped onto the Earth Spirit Tree and began to appreciate the scenery of the mountain. With such great scenery, his mood began to surge.

Jiang Tianming looked up and said, “Great-grandfather, I want to fight Xu Mang. Is that okay?”

He was 43 years old this year, and he looked about the same age as a seven to eight-year-old child. Even though his growth was slow, the growth in his strength was very fast. Right now, he had already reached the Five Grotto-heaven realm, and his Blood Qi was even more terrifying.

Ever since the Emperor dispatched the Heavenly Strategy Army, the news quickly spread, causing all the martial arts experts to rush to the Northern Xuan Province to see how long Xu Mang could last.

Xu Mang was not a simple character. He was proficient in the Heaven -Deriving Martial Law and the Dao of Civil and Martial Arts. With his skills in the Dao of Civil and Martial Arts, his army could unleash a powerful military formation. This formation was called the Blue Wave Formation, and their momentum was like the vast waves. Each layer was stronger than the last. The armies of the provinces were not his opponent.

Due to his martial arts techniques and his self-created military formation, the martial artists had a high evaluation of Xu Mang. If he had not rebelled and wandered the martial arts world, he would have had great achievements too.

Jiang Tianming often heard Venerable Bai and Chen Li talk about Xu Mang’s glorious achievements, which made his heart itch.

Even though he did not leave the mountain, he knew that his strength in the Five Grotto-heaven realm was not weak. With his third eye and his ultimate techniques, he could still exchange a few moves with Ji Wujun.

Jiang Changsheng casually said, “We’ll talk about it after you reach the Martial King realm.”

Jiang Tianming wailed, “When I reach the Martial King realm, the chaos in

Great Jing will have been pacified. How am I supposed to display my might?”

Everyone believed that Xu Mang would lose once the Heavenly Strategy Army appeared, including Chen Li.

Jiang Changsheng did not answer. He seemed to be in a daze, but in fact, he was comprehending heaven and earth.

Recently, as he cultivated, his understanding of the Dao Technique deepened and he began to gradually comprehend the rules of heaven and earth. It had been 99 years since his last breakthrough and his soul had begun to transform. However, he was still a distance away from breaking through.

This distance could not be broken through by accumulating magic power. Instead, it required one to comprehend the Dao.

No wonder there were legends of becoming a buddha on the spot, ascending to immortality, and so on. Transcending into an immortal was not only a transformation for oneself, but also a transformation for one’s Dao heart.

He was thinking about what his path was.

Right now, there were too many ties that could affect his Dao heart. There were people around him, Great Jing, the Dao World, and Hell.

He needed to find a suitable path for himself!

In the past, he only wanted to take care of himself. Now, there were more people he wanted to take care of. However, he understood that the reason why there were so many people he cared about was because of his original intention.

Everything was built on his own strength.

He wanted to recall his original intentions.

As Jiang Changsheng comprehended the power of heaven and earth, he looked down at the courtyards of Longqi Mountain. The past surfaced before his eyes.

Dong—

The sound of a bell woke Jiang Changsheng up. He opened his eyes and found himself standing above a pavilion. There was a young man knocking a bell in front of him. It was him when he was young.

The young Jiang Changsheng wiped the sweat on his forehead and continued to ring the bell.

After he finished knocking, he sat beside the bell and meditated.

He sat there until night fell.

Jiang Changsheng looked at his young self from morning to day.

“Changsheng.”

A voice came from downstairs, startling the young Jiang Changsheng to stand up. He saw Daoist Master Qingxu walking up the stairs, and the young Jiang Changsheng hastily bowed.

Daoist Master Qingxu came to him and looked down at him.. “Are you secretly training again? Why aren’t you with your senior brothers and junior brothers?”