chsdbacks Chapter 37 Worries: Jiang Feng's opponent is an immortal?
Chapter 37 Worries: Jiang Feng's opponent is an immortal?
Blue Star, a coastal city.
The president's office at the university Jiang Feng once attended was filled with smoke.
The gray-haired principal sat behind his desk, holding a newly printed document in his hand, his brows furrowed in worry.
The document contained several screenshots—screenshots from Jiang Yu's live stream and close-ups of Jiang Feng's face after technical processing.
"Have you found out?" the principal asked in a hoarse voice.
The dean of academic affairs standing opposite him nodded: "It's been investigated. Jiang Feng graduated from our school three years ago with a degree in aeronautical engineering. His grades were above average, not outstanding, but not bad either. After graduation, he went to work for an engineering company in Africa, and then... then his plane crashed, and he disappeared. We thought he was dead."
The principal remained silent for a long time.
"His sister... is she Jiang Yu, the one doing the live stream right now?"
"Yes, it's her."
"Heavenly Emperor..." the principal murmured, tapping his fingers on the table. "So, a former student of our school has now become the Heavenly Emperor of the cultivation world?"
The dean of academic affairs swallowed hard: "Based on the information we have so far, that's the case."
The principal stood up, walked to the window, looked at the sparse students on the playground outside, and suddenly smiled.
"This is fantastic news!" He turned around, his eyes shining. "Contact the publicity department immediately and draft a publicity plan. Say—'Our outstanding alumnus Jiang Feng has achieved groundbreaking success in the field of aviation, making outstanding contributions to humanity's exploration of the unknown world. Use his graduation photo from back then, and also get a screenshot from Jiang Yu's live stream, with a celestial background, the more impressive the better.'"
The dean of academic affairs hesitated for a moment: "Principal, he's currently the Heavenly Emperor of the cultivation world. Saying he's in the aviation field... wouldn't that be too far-fetched?"
"What's so far-fetched about it? He studied aeronautical engineering back then, and now he can travel the world—isn't that an extension of his aeronautical background?" The principal waved his hand. "It's settled then. Our school has produced a superhuman! Once that reputation gets out, won't next year's admission scores double?"
The head of the academic affairs office smiled wryly, but did not object further.
These days, it's foolish not to jump on a trending topic if you can.
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In that small rented room, Jiang Dajun and Li Xiulan were holding their phones, their expressions shifting from shock to worry.
"Old Jiang, do you think... Xiao Feng is alright?" Li Xiulan's voice trembled slightly. "Just now, the sky turned red, both suns changed color, and Miss Long Li left in a hurry... Was Xiao Feng fighting with that Immortal Emperor?"
Jiang Dajun's hand holding the phone was trembling, but he still forced a calm demeanor: "It's alright, it's alright, your son is amazing. Didn't you hear what those people said? The Heavenly Emperor has never been defeated."
"But that's his own son!" Li Xiulan cried out anxiously. "You may not care, but I do! If anything happens to him, I won't live either!"
"Don't talk nonsense!" Jiang Dajun pulled her into his arms, his own eyes red-rimmed. "Xiao Feng is incredibly lucky. He survived the plane crash, so he'll definitely be alright this time too. You forgot what he said? He's still waiting to take us to see him."
Li Xiulan buried her face in his chest, her shoulders trembling.
Jiang Dajun gently patted her back, but his eyes were fixed on the phone screen.
He didn't want to see any heavenly court or dragons. He just wanted to know if his son was still alive and safe.
That's it.
the other side.
Jiang Yu stood by the pavilion, listening to the excited voices of several young people, but her eyes were fixed on the overwhelming barrage of comments in the live stream.
She did not speak.
My mind is a mess.
It was like a pot of porridge, or like someone had put a thousand sparrows in it, chirping and chattering, making it impossible for her to think clearly.
My brother is the Heavenly Emperor.
Lord of Heaven.
Rule over all the heavens.
Respected by all races.
She was just about to text her parents when a video call request popped up; it was her mother.
Jiang Yu quickly answered the call.
Immediately on the screen appeared the red, tear-filled eyes of Jiang's mother, Li Xiulan, and the tense, worried face of Jiang's father, Jiang Dajun.
The background appears to be a living room at home, but the curtains are drawn tightly.
"Xiaoyu! Your brother... your brother is really that... Heavenly Emperor?" Jiang's mother's voice was trembling with sobs and disbelief.
Jiang's father's voice also went hoarse. This usually silent and resolute man was now filled with shock and confusion, but even more so with an instinctive worry: "Then... that blood-red sun in the sky, and that frightening noise earlier, was it Xiaofeng fighting with someone? Is he alright? Ah? Xiaoyu, quickly ask your brother how he is now?"
They didn't care whether their son was the Heavenly Emperor or not; they only cared about his safety.
Hearing her parents' simple yet heartfelt concern, Jiang Yu felt a lump in her throat and her eyes welled up with tears.
"Dad, Mom, don't worry, my brother... he's very capable. He'll definitely be alright." Jiang Yu tried her best to sound confident, but her own heart was pounding with anxiety.
She turned to Lin Feng and the others in the pavilion, her tone anxious and pleading: "Senior Brother Lin, do you know... how is my brother, His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor, doing in his battle with the Undying Emperor? Who exactly is that Undying Emperor? Is he really that powerful?"
Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads. They were all still young and naturally did not understand the Immortal Emperor.
But at that moment...
An aged, steady voice, yet seemingly imbued with the spirit of war, suddenly echoed from the other end of the garden path: "The Undying Emperor, the first to attain enlightenment in the beginning of time, known as a god, who initiated the era of the Primordial Royal Family. He was also one of the witnesses and promoters of this era—the end of the Mythical Age and the beginning of the Primordial Age."
Hearing the sound, everyone looked over and saw a middle-aged man dressed in simple gray clothes, with an ordinary face but a profound and dignified demeanor, and eyes that seemed to hold the flow of time. He had been standing not far away at some point.
He didn't look particularly remarkable, but when Lin Feng, Huo Wu, and the others saw him, their expressions immediately turned serious, and they bowed respectfully: "General Chuan Ying!"
The newcomer was none other than Chuanying, an ancient divine general who had followed the ancient Heavenly Court ruler of the mythical era, lived through countless years, and now held a transcendent position in the Heavenly Court.
Chuan Ying nodded slightly to Lin Feng and the others, his gaze falling on Jiang Yu. A complex emotion flashed in his usually calm eyes, which then transformed into a gentle respect.
He could naturally sense the bloodline aura on Jiang Yu that shared the same origin as Jiang Feng's.
"Your Highness," Chuanying bowed slightly to Jiang Yu.
"General, there's no need for such formalities!" Jiang Yu quickly waved his hand and asked anxiously, "General Chuanying, you just said... the Undying Emperor is the first emperor of the Primordial Era? Then... how long has he lived? Is he... has he already become an immortal? My brother, he..."
This was her biggest worry: could her brother be a match for an old monster who had lived for countless millennia?
The viewers in the live stream and Jiang's parents on the other side of the screen held their breath and listened nervously.
Looking at Jiang Yu's worried eyes, Chuan Ying slowly said, "Emperors and ancient emperors, though standing at the pinnacle of the Great Dao, are not truly immortal. An emperor's lifespan is usually only ten or twenty thousand years. Even with divine medicine to prolong life, they cannot escape the ravages of time. The Undying Emperor has been able to live from the beginning of antiquity to the present day, which must be due to some strange method of longevity unknown to us, perhaps related to his secret collection of the essence and Dao fruits of past emperors. But to say that he has become an immortal..."