Summer fades into autumn.

Lu Chen transmigrated to the Great Sum Dynasty, becoming the Ninth Prince of the dynasty.
Unlike the transmigrators in novels, Lu Chen didn't have extensive engineering knowledge, nor did he remember much classical poetry.
In order to avoid getting involved in the succession struggle, Lu Chen could only lie low, planning to enjoy a quiet life of splendor and wealth.
Due to his mother's status, Lu Chen was eventually granted a marriage by the Emperor and was assigned to be Prince over a bitterly cold territory in the north.
Just when Lu Chen thought he was going to decay in such a manner for the rest of his life, he activated a system on his wedding night.
As long as he sired a heir, Lu Chen would be able to receive rewards and even enhance his own power.
Years later.
Lu Chen marched into the capital with a million-strong army to support the Emperor, and everyone was dumbfounded.
"Wasn't this guy a useless Prince? Where did he get a million-strong army from!"
"What's happening, how could he possibly be a Grandmaster?"
"Turns out the Ninth Prince's decadence was all an act!"
...

Having children earns benefit, start competing for dominance in the world by marrying a wife

When the cultivators of Black Dragon City noticed the Feihong Immortal Boat flying back, they were all incredibly tense.


Although the Feihong Immortal Boat had just left, not a single cultivator present dared to make a rash move. They knew that if they dared to flee, it could very well mean a death sentence.


Now that their way forward and retreat were both blocked, their only chance at survival was to submit to the Daxia Dynasty.


Most cultivators in the Cultivation World had rather low loyalty to their sects, of course, there were sects with strong cohesion, but clearly, the powers of the Misty World were not among them.


As the Feihong Immortal Boat slowly flew to hover above Black Dragon City, some stewards from the Linghu Sect descended from their own flying boat, directly flying on their swords to outside the gates of Black Dragon City, and then knelt down.


"The Linghu Sect wishes to submit to Your Majesty! To serve Your Majesty! We hope Your Majesty will accept us!"


Chapter 684: Arrangements for the Cultivators of Misty World