"Sect Master Feng Jun,"
Jiang Chen proffered a serene smile, "I harbor strong conviction in your potential to ascend to the Heavenly Origin realm and acquire the credentials necessary to tread the exalted ground of Everflowing Truth Central Domain."
"Your words of encouragement mean the world to me, Supreme Elder!"
Feng Jun replied, his vigorous nods conveying his palpable zeal and gratitude.
"Hmm."
"I intend to advance to the Purple Heaven Holy Land and establish a foothold. Upon your arrival, together with the others, we shall present a unified front, embodying the pride and power of the Starry Abyss Sect."
Jiang Chen articulated with an amused chuckle.
The Purple Heaven Holy Land was indeed a colossus, housing countless factions within its vast borders.
In such a place, an extra hand of assistance would undeniably make a difference.
Even if Feng Jun and the others might lack the power to provide substantial aid, Feng Jun's substantial tenure as a sect master would undeniably equip him to expertly handle minor yet significant affairs!
"Excellent!"
"I grasp your intention!"
Feng Jun's eyes glimmered with understanding as he nodded emphatically.
"Sect Master, the cloak of nightfall has already descended!"
"I have plans to set off for the Everflowing Truth Central Domain come tomorrow. Tonight, I wish to savour my remaining moments in the sect with the ladies,"
Jiang Chen divulged, his gaze wandering towards the exterior where the darkness had already taken reign.
With these words, he swiveled around, his silhouette darting into the skies towards his personal quarters.
He departed, leaving behind Feng Jun who was on his way back to the Main Hall of the Sect.
Now, with a distinct path delineated for Jiang Chen, an encompassing sense of serenity blanketed him.
As Jiang Chen made his return, he was greeted by the enchanting sight of his cherished wives in the courtyard.
Their features, caressed by the gentle radiance of the moonlight, were filled with anticipation of his arrival.
Swiftly descending from the heavenly expanse, his form was framed as a silhouette against the luminescent glow of the moon.
His feet made a gentle contact with the ground, positioning him before the trio of women who had been patiently awaiting his arrival.
"Xian'er, Xiaorui'er, Tao'er."
His voice resonated through the quiet, its soothing rhythm merging with the stillness of the night.
With measured steps, he approached, locking gazes with each woman.
In their eyes, a hint of anxiety was perceptible, a silent testament to the impending separation that lurked just beyond the horizon.
Their bond was unyielding, resiliently standing its ground against the relentless passage of time.
A solitary shared glance sufficed – a wordless exchange between hearts bound together.
"Let's retire indoors."
Jiang Chen suggested, preemptively curbing any questions before they could form.
Inside, the dwelling had been transformed, now mirroring the opulence of an ancient mansion, serving as testament to Elder Ge's meticulous adherence to Jiang Chen's instructions.
Golden dragons, carved masterfully from wood, adorned the grand ceiling, their forms intertwined in a celestial dance.
The walls bore intricate depictions of age-old myths and legends, imbuing the environment with an aura of enduring grandeur.
Yet, given the current mood, the splendor of their surroundings went largely unnoticed.
Observing Jiang Chen settle onto the large, majestic divan, the trio followed suit.
Ning Xian, the most prominent among them, claimed her place in Jiang Chen's lap. She nestled against him, her arms affectionately draping around his neck.
To Jiang Chen's right, Miao Xiaorui discovered her tranquil spot, her head resting serenely against his sturdy shoulder.
On his left, Mu Tao found her niche, her voluptuous form leaning into his steady presence. Her head reclined gently against his arm.
Subsequently, Jiang Chen initiated his recounting of the revelations obtained from Chu Xingming's legacy statue, nestled within the Ancestral Hall.
His voice, a constant flow of tranquility, diligently detailed the specifics of his imminent journey, gradually unveiling the unearthed reality.
As his narration reached its end, a profound silence enveloped the room.
This was not the silence borne of emptiness, but of understanding, of acknowledgment.
Within this tranquil hush, words felt unnecessary.
Each woman instinctively drew closer, their bodies seamlessly molding to his, their heartbeats syncing in a shared rhythm.
As they basked in the nurturing warmth of their collective embrace, each cherished the bittersweet beauty of this transitory moment.
...
As the blush-tinted dawn heralded the arrival of a new day, the first strands of sunlight softly caressed the landscape of their residence.
Against this serene panorama, Jiang Chen, along with his wives, Ning Xian, Miao Xiaorui, and Mu Tao, stood unified at the entrance of their dwelling.
"While my physical presence may be missing, our rings shall serve as the unbroken tether binding us together."
Jiang Chen, his gaze affectionately sweeping over his wives, broke the tranquil morning with his words. "As for our journey ahead, we'll navigate it step by step, adapting our strategy in response to the changing winds."
"We comprehend, husband. We'll keep our fortress secure here. Focus entirely on your voyage."
Ning Xian responded, her voice a gentle murmur of unwavering resolve.
"Absolutely, husband. Have faith in us. We'll safeguard our haven until your return."
Mu Tao chimed in, her voice a harmonious melody blending seamlessly with Ning Xian's.
Beside them, Miao Xiaorui affirmed her staunch agreement with a resolute nod.
Having dispensed a few more nuggets of wisdom, Jiang Chen outstretched his arms.
Without a fraction of reluctance, the women gravitated into his embrace, their bodies fitting impeccably against his form.
A tender kiss was exchanged with each woman, a solemn vow of his assured return.
Subsequently, gently freeing himself from their hold, Jiang Chen ascended towards the heavens.
Meanwhile, the women, steadfast in their position, traced his receding silhouette until it disappeared from their vision.
Just then.
"Sisters, now that our husband has embarked on his journey towards transcendence..."
Mu Tao, turning her gaze towards Ning Xian and Miao Xiaorui, began, her countenance marked by solemnity.
Detecting her tone, the other two, influenced by the weight in her voice, mirrored her gravity.
However, her ensuing words left them utterly astounded, as Mu Tao continued, "We too must gird ourselves, and forge the illustrious family our husband envisions!"
This unexpected transition from serious to humorous left the women momentarily stunned before they burst into uncontrolled laughter.
Their collective laughter reverberated throughout their dwelling, dissipating the residual somber ambiance.
In the face of their husband's departure, it seemed they had discovered their own distinctive way forward.
...
In the meantime, Jiang Chen had once again ascended to the pinnacle of the Starry Abyss Heavenly Peak, returning to the erstwhile dwelling of Chu Xingming - the Ancestral Hall of the Starry Abyss Sect.
On this occasion, Feng Jun was also present, but he wasn't alone. Accompanying him was none other than Elder Ge.
"Supreme Elder!"
"Young Master!"
Both Feng Jun and Elder Ge bowed in deference upon setting their eyes on Jiang Chen.
"Hm!"
"I summoned both of you here because I believe in your capability to manage matters."
"As I set out on my journey, I anticipate that you will honor my wives' directives as you would mine. My dwelling should remain untouched unless they call for you."
Jiang Chen began the discussion, a genial smile gracing his features, and continued, "Abide by this order, and even if you're unable to ascend realms through your own strength, I guarantee I'll devise a means to facilitate it. And here's my assurance..."
Suddenly, the smile adorning Jiang Chen's face evaporated.
His demeanor shifted into a persona of aloof detachment and indifference.
An aura of majesty, subtly infused with a trace of bloodlust, started to permeate the atmosphere as he unleashed the full might of his Peak-stage Heavenly Origin realm aura!
Both Feng Jun and Elder Ge, who had been silently observing, now sported widened eyes, their expressions reflecting shock and disbelief.
Feng Jun, in particular, was thunderstruck, considering his knowledge that Jiang Chen had only recently progressed to the Early-stage Heavenly Origin realm!
This was beyond comprehension!
In an instant, as if an illusion had been shattered, normality was restored.
Even Jiang Chen's smile made a comeback on his visage.
Subsequently.
"Supreme Elder, you can trust that I will ensure the fulfillment of your directives without exception."
Feng Jun, steadfast, was the first to affirm his resolve, his eyes glinting with a deadly resolve, "Should anyone disregard the rules, they will confront my ire!"
"Young Master, I'll dedicate my utmost efforts to carrying out your mandate."
Elder Ge, having recovered from his initial shock, also pledged his dedication, his face exuding reverence.
Satisfied with their commitments, Jiang Chen advanced towards the Ancestral Hall.
Without hesitation, he stood before the legacy statue of Chu Xingming.
Interestingly, the statue hadn't yet returned to its initial position.
Approaching the energy infusion port of the teleportation array, Jiang Chen extended his hand, and a generous amount of high-grade spirit stones streamed into it!
Jiang Chen was in possession of a significant wealth of spirit stones – tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones, hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones, and nearly ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Spirit stones were classified into four tiers: low, middle, high, and top-grade, with a conversion rate of a hundred-fold distinguishing each grade.
Beyond spirit stones existed spirit jades, also separated into low, middle, high, and top-grade divisions.
However, on the Mysterious Truth Continent, high-grade spirit stones were a rare commodity. A top-grade spirit stone was virtually a mythical artifact, and spirit jades were even more so.
At this point, Jiang Chen infused a considerable amount of high-grade spirit stones.
Subsequently, he channeled his Heavenly Yuan Power into the energy infusion port.
Instantaneously!
The teleportation array sprang into action.
Directed by the formation, each spirit stone located its assigned position, lending its energy to the activation process!
In no time, the teleportation formation was fully charged.
A brilliant white beam of light soared towards the heavens, its domineering force enveloping the surrounding area.
"Godspeed, Supreme Elder!"
Feng Jun executed a deep bow, his eyes shimmering with anticipation.
"Travel safe, Young Master!"
Elder Ge too conveyed his profound respects.
In response, Jiang Chen acknowledged their salutes with a subtle nod and stepped into the glowing beam of teleportation!
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"Sect Master Feng Jun,"
Jiang Chen proffered a serene smile, "I harbor strong conviction in your potential to ascend to the Heavenly Origin realm and acquire the credentials necessary to tread the exalted ground of Everflowing Truth Central Domain."
"Your words of encouragement mean the world to me, Supreme Elder!"
Feng Jun replied, his vigorous nods conveying his palpable zeal and gratitude.
"Hmm."
"I intend to advance to the Purple Heaven Holy Land and establish a foothold. Upon your arrival, together with the others, we shall present a unified front, embodying the pride and power of the Starry Abyss Sect."
Jiang Chen articulated with an amused chuckle.
The Purple Heaven Holy Land was indeed a colossus, housing countless factions within its vast borders.
In such a place, an extra hand of assistance would undeniably make a difference.
Even if Feng Jun and the others might lack the power to provide substantial aid, Feng Jun's substantial tenure as a sect master would undeniably equip him to expertly handle minor yet significant affairs!
"Excellent!"
"I grasp your intention!"
Feng Jun's eyes glimmered with understanding as he nodded emphatically.
"Sect Master, the cloak of nightfall has already descended!"
"I have plans to set off for the Everflowing Truth Central Domain come tomorrow. Tonight, I wish to savour my remaining moments in the sect with the ladies,"
Jiang Chen divulged, his gaze wandering towards the exterior where the darkness had already taken reign.
With these words, he swiveled around, his silhouette darting into the skies towards his personal quarters.
He departed, leaving behind Feng Jun who was on his way back to the Main Hall of the Sect.
Now, with a distinct path delineated for Jiang Chen, an encompassing sense of serenity blanketed him.
As Jiang Chen made his return, he was greeted by the enchanting sight of his cherished wives in the courtyard.
Their features, caressed by the gentle radiance of the moonlight, were filled with anticipation of his arrival.
Swiftly descending from the heavenly expanse, his form was framed as a silhouette against the luminescent glow of the moon.
His feet made a gentle contact with the ground, positioning him before the trio of women who had been patiently awaiting his arrival.
"Xian'er, Xiaorui'er, Tao'er."
His voice resonated through the quiet, its soothing rhythm merging with the stillness of the night.
With measured steps, he approached, locking gazes with each woman.
In their eyes, a hint of anxiety was perceptible, a silent testament to the impending separation that lurked just beyond the horizon.
Their bond was unyielding, resiliently standing its ground against the relentless passage of time.
A solitary shared glance sufficed – a wordless exchange between hearts bound together.
"Let's retire indoors."
Jiang Chen suggested, preemptively curbing any questions before they could form.
Inside, the dwelling had been transformed, now mirroring the opulence of an ancient mansion, serving as testament to Elder Ge's meticulous adherence to Jiang Chen's instructions.
Golden dragons, carved masterfully from wood, adorned the grand ceiling, their forms intertwined in a celestial dance.
The walls bore intricate depictions of age-old myths and legends, imbuing the environment with an aura of enduring grandeur.
Yet, given the current mood, the splendor of their surroundings went largely unnoticed.
Observing Jiang Chen settle onto the large, majestic divan, the trio followed suit.
Ning Xian, the most prominent among them, claimed her place in Jiang Chen's lap. She nestled against him, her arms affectionately draping around his neck.
To Jiang Chen's right, Miao Xiaorui discovered her tranquil spot, her head resting serenely against his sturdy shoulder.
On his left, Mu Tao found her niche, her voluptuous form leaning into his steady presence. Her head reclined gently against his arm.
Subsequently, Jiang Chen initiated his recounting of the revelations obtained from Chu Xingming's legacy statue, nestled within the Ancestral Hall.
His voice, a constant flow of tranquility, diligently detailed the specifics of his imminent journey, gradually unveiling the unearthed reality.
As his narration reached its end, a profound silence enveloped the room.
This was not the silence borne of emptiness, but of understanding, of acknowledgment.
Within this tranquil hush, words felt unnecessary.
Each woman instinctively drew closer, their bodies seamlessly molding to his, their heartbeats syncing in a shared rhythm.
As they basked in the nurturing warmth of their collective embrace, each cherished the bittersweet beauty of this transitory moment.
...
As the blush-tinted dawn heralded the arrival of a new day, the first strands of sunlight softly caressed the landscape of their residence.
Against this serene panorama, Jiang Chen, along with his wives, Ning Xian, Miao Xiaorui, and Mu Tao, stood unified at the entrance of their dwelling.
"While my physical presence may be missing, our rings shall serve as the unbroken tether binding us together."
Jiang Chen, his gaze affectionately sweeping over his wives, broke the tranquil morning with his words. "As for our journey ahead, we'll navigate it step by step, adapting our strategy in response to the changing winds."
"We comprehend, husband. We'll keep our fortress secure here. Focus entirely on your voyage."
Ning Xian responded, her voice a gentle murmur of unwavering resolve.
"Absolutely, husband. Have faith in us. We'll safeguard our haven until your return."
Mu Tao chimed in, her voice a harmonious melody blending seamlessly with Ning Xian's.
Beside them, Miao Xiaorui affirmed her staunch agreement with a resolute nod.
Having dispensed a few more nuggets of wisdom, Jiang Chen outstretched his arms.
Without a fraction of reluctance, the women gravitated into his embrace, their bodies fitting impeccably against his form.
A tender kiss was exchanged with each woman, a solemn vow of his assured return.
Subsequently, gently freeing himself from their hold, Jiang Chen ascended towards the heavens.
Meanwhile, the women, steadfast in their position, traced his receding silhouette until it disappeared from their vision.
Just then.
"Sisters, now that our husband has embarked on his journey towards transcendence..."
Mu Tao, turning her gaze towards Ning Xian and Miao Xiaorui, began, her countenance marked by solemnity.
Detecting her tone, the other two, influenced by the weight in her voice, mirrored her gravity.
However, her ensuing words left them utterly astounded, as Mu Tao continued, "We too must gird ourselves, and forge the illustrious family our husband envisions!"
This unexpected transition from serious to humorous left the women momentarily stunned before they burst into uncontrolled laughter.
Their collective laughter reverberated throughout their dwelling, dissipating the residual somber ambiance.
In the face of their husband's departure, it seemed they had discovered their own distinctive way forward.
...
In the meantime, Jiang Chen had once again ascended to the pinnacle of the Starry Abyss Heavenly Peak, returning to the erstwhile dwelling of Chu Xingming - the Ancestral Hall of the Starry Abyss Sect.
On this occasion, Feng Jun was also present, but he wasn't alone. Accompanying him was none other than Elder Ge.
"Supreme Elder!"
"Young Master!"
Both Feng Jun and Elder Ge bowed in deference upon setting their eyes on Jiang Chen.
"Hm!"
"I summoned both of you here because I believe in your capability to manage matters."
"As I set out on my journey, I anticipate that you will honor my wives' directives as you would mine. My dwelling should remain untouched unless they call for you."
Jiang Chen began the discussion, a genial smile gracing his features, and continued, "Abide by this order, and even if you're unable to ascend realms through your own strength, I guarantee I'll devise a means to facilitate it. And here's my assurance..."
Suddenly, the smile adorning Jiang Chen's face evaporated.
His demeanor shifted into a persona of aloof detachment and indifference.
An aura of majesty, subtly infused with a trace of bloodlust, started to permeate the atmosphere as he unleashed the full might of his Peak-stage Heavenly Origin realm aura!
Both Feng Jun and Elder Ge, who had been silently observing, now sported widened eyes, their expressions reflecting shock and disbelief.
Feng Jun, in particular, was thunderstruck, considering his knowledge that Jiang Chen had only recently progressed to the Early-stage Heavenly Origin realm!
This was beyond comprehension!
In an instant, as if an illusion had been shattered, normality was restored.
Even Jiang Chen's smile made a comeback on his visage.
Subsequently.
"Supreme Elder, you can trust that I will ensure the fulfillment of your directives without exception."
Feng Jun, steadfast, was the first to affirm his resolve, his eyes glinting with a deadly resolve, "Should anyone disregard the rules, they will confront my ire!"
"Young Master, I'll dedicate my utmost efforts to carrying out your mandate."
Elder Ge, having recovered from his initial shock, also pledged his dedication, his face exuding reverence.
Satisfied with their commitments, Jiang Chen advanced towards the Ancestral Hall.
Without hesitation, he stood before the legacy statue of Chu Xingming.
Interestingly, the statue hadn't yet returned to its initial position.
Approaching the energy infusion port of the teleportation array, Jiang Chen extended his hand, and a generous amount of high-grade spirit stones streamed into it!
Jiang Chen was in possession of a significant wealth of spirit stones – tens of millions of low-grade spirit stones, hundreds of thousands of middle-grade spirit stones, and nearly ten thousand high-grade spirit stones.
Spirit stones were classified into four tiers: low, middle, high, and top-grade, with a conversion rate of a hundred-fold distinguishing each grade.
Beyond spirit stones existed spirit jades, also separated into low, middle, high, and top-grade divisions.
However, on the Mysterious Truth Continent, high-grade spirit stones were a rare commodity. A top-grade spirit stone was virtually a mythical artifact, and spirit jades were even more so.
At this point, Jiang Chen infused a considerable amount of high-grade spirit stones.
Subsequently, he channeled his Heavenly Yuan Power into the energy infusion port.
Instantaneously!
The teleportation array sprang into action.
Directed by the formation, each spirit stone located its assigned position, lending its energy to the activation process!
In no time, the teleportation formation was fully charged.
A brilliant white beam of light soared towards the heavens, its domineering force enveloping the surrounding area.
"Godspeed, Supreme Elder!"
Feng Jun executed a deep bow, his eyes shimmering with anticipation.
"Travel safe, Young Master!"
Elder Ge too conveyed his profound respects.
In response, Jiang Chen acknowledged their salutes with a subtle nod and stepped into the glowing beam of teleportation!
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