Chapter 231 Finding His Daughter
An unremarkable blade of grass contained an unimaginably vast energy.
Chen Xuan never would have thought that a mere piece of grass root concealed life energy comparable to an immense lake—far beyond imagination.
He never expected that one day, he might actually be harmed by a blade of grass. Yet, such a dramatic scene had unfolded upon him.
Chen Xuan couldn't sit still. He had to expend the soul power surging within him; otherwise, he truly risked exploding from the overwhelming energy.
He tossed down a hundred gold soul coins, then leaped forcefully, bursting through the carriage. He activated the Flying Thunder God technique, soaring into the sky and vanishing completely from the area.
The coachman turned his head and was immediately dumbfounded by the scene inside the carriage. It was completely overgrown with fresh green sprouts, lush and verdant, resembling a miniature grassland.
He stepped inside and glanced up at the hole in the roof, just in time to see a streak of green light flash past like a meteor, disappearing into the horizon.
The coachman was at a loss. The passenger had vanished, his carriage was destroyed, and to top it off—wasn't it still broad daylight? How could there be a meteor?
Just then, he sensed another movement in the sky. When he focused his gaze, he was stunned once more, utterly bewildered.
Because the green meteor had turned around and was flying back in the opposite direction, vanishing rapidly over the horizon again.
It wasn't just him—people within a hundred-mile radius witnessed this bizarre spectacle.
A green meteor streaked across the sky, back and forth, tossing around dozens of times. It defied all logic; no celestial body was ever known to double back like this.
Half a Day Later
Chen Xuan, covered in blood, landed by a pool of water. His clothes and hair were soaked in blood, making him look like a walking corpse.
After hours of turmoil, the energy within him had finally stabilized, though he hadn't exhausted all of it. At least, his life was no longer in immediate danger.
At the final moment, the fruit tree behind his heart had absorbed the energy with a frenzied appetite. The vast life force, like a giant lake, was almost entirely consumed by it, leaving only purer vitality for his body to absorb.
Now, Chen Xuan's skin glowed with a verdant luster. The wounds on his body rapidly scabbed over, shedding and falling away, leaving no scars behind—his flesh was pristine and flawless.
A turning point had arrived. His ruptured organs and fractured bones were enveloped in green energy, stopping the bleeding and rapidly healing. Within moments, he was fully restored.
Plop!
Chen Xuan leaped into the pool, washing away the blood. Then, after changing into a fresh set of clothes, he prepared to continue his journey using the Flying Thunder God technique.
He examined himself internally—his soul power was abundant, and his state was exceptional. He felt boundless strength within him, as if he could traverse thousands of miles in a single breath and reach the Star Luo Imperial City directly.
Inside the space behind his heart, the fruit tree had grown even taller after absorbing the vast life energy, now towering over three meters—much larger than an ordinary fruit tree. The eight fruits hanging on its branches were now more vibrant, rounder, and fuller.
The tree's thirty-six leaves had also grown outrageously large, comparable in size to pots and pans. Chen Xuan compared his face to one of the leaves, but it barely covered a third of it—an astonishing sight.
The tree exuded a lush green glow, radiating wisps of energy. Mist coiled around it, rising like ethereal vapor. Even inhaling near it made him feel refreshed and invigorated.
"Huh?"
Perhaps it was an illusion, but Chen Xuan felt his spiritual power had slightly increased. It was minuscule, yet he could vaguely sense its slow growth.
It seemed to be an amplification effect brought by consuming that unassuming blade of grass.
A simple-looking blade of grass, utterly ordinary, yet it contained such an immense reserve of energy. It was simply too shocking.
"Could I really be turning into an immortal body?" Chen Xuan muttered to himself. The vitality within him was too immense—even if he were cut, his wounds would heal within moments. Even if he wasn't truly an immortal, his body now surpassed one.
The fruit tree had absorbed a tremendous amount of life force and was now returning purer natural energy to him. All the energy he had previously depleted was now fully replenished.
"No doubt, this was a premium package—completely out of the ordinary." Chen Xuan still felt as if the system had been tricked. While he had gained an incredible gift, he had nearly been killed in the process.
Now that his soul power was overflowing, there was no longer any need for a carriage. He could fly thousands of miles in a single go.
"Let's go!"
Chen Xuan tossed a silver kunai, which turned into a streak of golden light and shot into the sky.
Whoosh!
He left the deep mountains behind, flying through the air, his entire body wrapped in golden radiance as he sped toward the Star Luo Empire.
"Just as expected—Xiao Wu is still the same Xiao Wu, never one to disappoint," Chen Xuan shook his head. He had given her two kunai, instructing her to keep them on her at all times. But, unsurprisingly, the two Flying Thunder God marks had never once left the Star Luo Empire's territory. Clearly, she had never carried them with her.
As the sun set and darkness spread across the sky, Chen Xuan finally arrived at Star Luo Imperial City after a non-stop flight of thousands of miles.
At night, he descended upon a bustling city illuminated by lanterns, filled with people and the lively scent of food and smoke.
He found an inn and decided to search for his daughter the next day.
The Flying Thunder God marks were now incredibly close—only a few dozen kilometers away. The distance was minimal.
Later that evening, the inn staff delivered dinner. After satisfying his hunger, Chen Xuan pulled up the system panel and summoned the pair of pure Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Should I fuse them now?" He hesitated. His recent experiences had been disastrous, making him wary of any surprises.
The fusion process was simple—just transplant the eyes, and he would achieve Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan.
Even so, Chen Xuan was hesitant. He had no way of predicting how long the fusion would take or what unexpected consequences might arise.
After much deliberation, he ultimately chose to delay it. There was no harm in being cautious.
"Forget it, there's no need to rush. I'll take care of my other business first." He dismissed the system panel.
His priority was retrieving his daughter. After handling a few loose ends, he would consider transplanting the Sharingan.
The Next Morning
The sun rose high, its warm rays streaming through the window. For once, Chen Xuan indulged in a long sleep, only getting up at noon.
Standing by the floor-to-ceiling window, he gazed at the vast city below and murmured, "Where should I head first…?"
According to Xiao Wu's letter, Davis had been taking care of his daughter. That meant Qiu'er was likely in the palace—safe and sound.
However, the kunai mark was not in the direction of the imperial palace. Instead, it was about fifty kilometers away, in the outskirts.
"Never mind, I'll retrieve the kunai first," Chen Xuan decided. He suspected that the place storing his kunai was Zhuqing's estate.
It was a good excuse to drop by and check for any letters left by Zhuqing or Xiao Wu. Otherwise, searching for them would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Despite being in the Star Luo Imperial City, his location wasn't in the central district but rather the outer fifth ring.
Leaving the inn, Chen Xuan chose not to use spatial abilities and instead took a horse-drawn carriage toward the outskirts, preferring to keep a low profile in someone else's territory.
The vast city was crowded, slowing the carriage's pace. It took two to three hours to reach his destination.
"An academy?"
Chen Xuan stepped off the carriage and was immediately baffled.
Before him, a steady stream of young students entered and exited a grand building. Above the entrance, bold letters read Royal Academy.
For a moment, he doubted whether he had come to the right place.
He quickly rechecked his mark's location—no mistake. The Flying Thunder God seal was inside the academy, moving within a hundred meters of him.
Moreover, inside the academy, there was a familiar yet unfamiliar aura—a presence resonating with his bloodline.
"No way… My daughter should be in the palace, so why is she here?" Chen Xuan was utterly dumbfounded.
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