Chapter Nineteen: Hearing That Sect Leader Chen Has Never Married or Had Children

Grandma Li felt as if the world was spinning wildly around her.

The scene before her was simply overwhelming.

Sacred artifacts and saint-level cultivation manuals—just one of these would be enough to cause fierce battles across the entire Great Xia kingdom, yet Chen Xuan had dozens of them.

“Grandma, are all these real?” Hong Luan asked in astonishment.

Saint-level cultivation manuals were incredibly rare, with only one copy existing within the Great Xia royal family, accessible only to successive emperors. She herself only began practicing after ascending the throne as Empress.

Sacred artifacts were even rarer, not even found within the royal treasury.

“Grandma, if I had a sacred artifact, would I no longer need to fear my royal uncles?” Hong Luan asked excitedly.

“Of course,” Grandma Li nodded. “Sacred artifacts are the most powerful weapons beneath immortal-grade treasures. Any other weapon would be utterly powerless before a sacred artifact.”

“If we could have just one sacred artifact, none of those princes would dare threaten us.”

Grandma Li herself was thrilled.

“Utterly powerless?”

Hong Luan glanced at the shattered Heaven and Earth Glazed Ruler and asked, “Grandma, how did this sacred artifact break? Could it have been shattered by an immortal-grade treasure? I thought immortal-grade treasures were only rumors.”

“Well…”

Grandma Li was at a loss; she had no idea why a sacred artifact would break.

“You mean this one?”

Chen Xuan glanced over casually, “It got accidentally broken just now. It’s useless, just toss it.”

“Broken by accident and you want to throw it away?”

Grandma Li’s legs went weak. Even if a sacred artifact was broken, it was still a sacred artifact, far more powerful than any ordinary heavenly-grade weapon.

And yet he was willing to discard it.

Moreover, he said he broke a sacred artifact himself.

Could it be that he even had immortal-grade treasures?

“Chen, Master Chen,” Grandma Li’s voice trembled, “Are all these really yours?”

“They’re just a pile of junk, some just take up space.”

Chen Xuan said awkwardly, “Ling Yun, go ahead and pack these away. We’ll use them as rewards for the upcoming disciple selection competition.”

“No, no, no,”

Grandma Li collapsed onto the ground, fiercely protective of the sacred artifacts like a hen guarding her chicks.

What a joke—sitting among a pile of sacred artifacts, who would complain about the crowding?

And for Chen Xuan to say he would give all these away as competition prizes was sheer wastefulness.

These were sacred artifacts.

Even in a sacred ground, these would be considered priceless treasures.

“By the way,”

Chen Xuan asked, “You mentioned wanting to sponsor me earlier. Rest assured, as long as the Empress supports me, I will definitely assist her.”

The Empress only sought to stabilize her position.

As long as Hong Luan could honor him and help complete his system tasks, handing her a sacred artifact would be more than enough.

“S-sponsorship…”

Grandma Li was drenched in sweat.

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Sponsorship?

With a pile of sacred artifacts like this, what could she possibly sponsor him with?

“It’s not sponsorship… we… we’re here to buy things,”

Grandma Li finally came up with a plausible excuse after much thought, “Yes, that’s right, we’re here to buy something.”

“Are you selling these sacred artifacts? No matter the price, we’ll buy them.”

“No,”

Chen Xuan shook his head, “But I can give them away.”

“Give away?”

At first, hearing Chen Xuan say he wouldn’t sell made Grandma Li’s heart sink to the bottom of her stomach.

But then hearing he would give them away, she grew excited once more.

“Then, could you give us one?”

Grandma Li put on a flattering smile and bent down, willing to bow for a sacred artifact.

There was no shame in that.

“But, I have no particular connection to you. Why would I give you one?”

Chen Xuan said indifferently.

These sacred artifacts meant nothing to him; he had intended to give them to disciples anyway, but only after they had honored him.

“Well…”

Grandma Li hesitated, wondering what it meant to have a connection or reason with him. Could it be…?

Chen Xuan glanced at Hong Luan.

He thought to himself, this girl really isn’t very bright—just standing there doing nothing. Where’s the promised sponsorship? Show some sincerity; he was still waiting for the system rewards.

Looks like he needed to give her a hint.

“Ling Yun, my shoulders are a bit sore, help me massage them.” Chen Xuan said.

“Yes, Master.”

Chu Ling Yun obediently stood behind Chen Xuan and gently began to massage his shoulders.

“Mm, not bad.”

Chen Xuan nodded with satisfaction, then grabbed a handful of pills and handed them to Chu Ling Yun. “These pills will help improve your cultivation. Take them.”

“Thank you, Master.”

Chu Ling Yun nodded happily.

Grandma Li looked on enviously.

Just a little shoulder massage and she got a whole handful of saint-level pills?

These weren’t candy beans.

“My legs feel a bit sore too,”

Chen Xuan continued, “It would be great if someone could massage them for me.”

“Massage your legs?”

Grandma Li was stunned, then realized Chen Xuan was hinting at them.

She immediately urged Hong Luan, “Your Majesty, what are you waiting for? Go massage his legs!”

“Ah?”

Hong Luan had been dazed, but hearing Grandma Li’s words, she snapped out of it and quickly knelt beside Chen Xuan, gently pressing and massaging his legs.

[Ding! Hong Luan massages your legs, triggering double critical hit. Reward: 10 years cultivation.]

[Filial piety points +1]

Chen Xuan looked at the system prompt appearing before him and finally felt a surge of joy.

Once again, he received the filial respect of a child of destiny.

He glanced at Hong Luan, who was diligently massaging his legs.

A promising disciple indeed.

“Hmm, good technique. You can pick one from these to take with you.” Chen Xuan smiled.

Since Hong Luan was showing him filial respect, it was only right to reward her, so she would continue to honor him in the future.

“Really?!”

Hong Luan’s eyes widened with excitement.

She had just been thinking how wonderful it would be to have a sacred artifact, and now, just by massaging his legs, Chen Xuan was offering her one.

“This one is good!”

“No, this one is better!”

“Also this one!”

Hong Luan was dazzled by the array of sacred artifacts scattered on the ground, each one making her heart yearn.

In the end, she chose a mid-grade saint-level artifact—the Eternal Mystery Spear.

Grandma Li was equally thrilled.

Acquiring a sacred artifact had never been so effortless.

She quickly signaled for Hong Luan to continue.

Hong Luan understood immediately and hurried on, “Master Chen, where else are you sore? I’ll massage you there too.”

“Anywhere?” Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow.

“Anywhere.”

Hong Luan nodded innocently.

“Forget it, I only accept one massage per person per day.” Chen Xuan waved his hand. The system only rewarded once per day for massages.

He wanted the rewards, not the massage itself.

“One massage per person?”

Hearing this, Grandma Li’s eyes flickered, and she immediately stepped forward, “Master Chen, let me massage for you.”

Chen Xuan did not refuse.

[Ding! Li Rou massages your legs. Reward: one month cultivation.]

Li Rou had only purple-tier destiny, so she received just one month’s cultivation, which left Chen Xuan somewhat disappointed.

It seemed the difference between purple-tier and golden-tier destiny was quite significant.

“You should pick one too.” Chen Xuan said casually.

“Thank you, Master Chen!”

Li Rou was ecstatic; she never imagined she would one day receive a sacred artifact.

Then she looked at Chen Xuan as if recalling something and asked, “I heard Master Chen has never married or had children?”

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