Chapter One: Living a Second Life, the Ancestor Takes a Concubine

Chapter 1: Living a Second Life, the Patriarch Wants to Take Concubines

The Thirteen Wild Provinces.

Northern Province.

Azure Cloud Sect, secret chamber.

"I'm not dead yet?"

Chen Ping'an sprang up, feeling his body, and laughed at himself, "The odds of living a second life are so low, yet I've managed it. Is this the special blessing for travelers between worlds?"

Ten thousand years ago, Chen Ping'an was nothing more than a diligent, ordinary worker. After just one year on the job and before he could even date, he died suddenly during overtime and crossed over into a mysterious martial world.

He had only just joined the Azure Cloud Sect when the Longevity Coffin descended upon the wilds, unleashing a blood sacrifice that swept away billions of lives. The entire Azure Cloud Sect was dragged into the coffin, and Chen Ping'an endured unimaginable horrors within.

Yet Chen Ping'an survived.

He became the coffin's lucky survivor, emerging unscathed. Not only did he gain a lifespan of ten thousand years, he also saved the entire Azure Cloud Sect.

Within the Profound Heaven Realm, only the highest Supreme-level experts could break through the ten-thousand-year lifespan barrier.

One must possess a Dao Seed to qualify for cultivation.

But after Chen Ping'an gained his longevity, he lost his Dao Seed and all his cultivation, reduced to an ordinary man.

Though he could no longer cultivate, the coffin granted him one extraordinary power—

The Power of Undying.

No matter the cause of death, after seven days he would randomly revive somewhere in the Profound Heaven Realm.

Rising from the bed, Chen Ping'an walked to a bronze mirror.

A handsome, devilishly enchanting face appeared in the reflection.

"Even more handsome now..." Chen Ping'an sighed, his gaze growing complex.

In his second life, the face that could mesmerize all women now bore traces of worldly weariness, making him even more perfect, brimming with irresistible charm.

Even the Empress of an entire realm might bow before him.

Throughout his life, Chen Ping'an had conquered the hearts of every woman except one.

That woman was the Empress of the Mortal World.

Ten thousand years ago, she was the sole imperial-level powerhouse in the Profound Heaven Realm, dominating a world and wielding power over fate.

They once met; the Empress was moved by him, but for the sake of her path, she killed Chen Ping'an.

He revived seven days later, unwilling but powerless, and in his frustration sought solace in love to ease his sorrow.

Over the long ages that followed, Chen Ping'an—thanks to his bewitching looks and unmatched talent—captured the hearts of countless beauties.

Whoosh!

A mysterious surge of information rose in his mind.

"This second life lasts only a hundred years? Too short..."

After absorbing the message, Chen Ping'an's expression grew sombre, shaking his head and sighing.

A lucky survivor of the Longevity Coffin, the chance to live a second life was extremely rare. He had achieved it, but this life would last only a hundred years.

In his second life, he still couldn't cultivate, and his power of undying had vanished.

Such dramatic twists of fate inevitably left Chen Ping'an feeling low and full of regret.

He turned his palm over, and several tokens of affection from women fell from his pouch.

Chen Ping'an gazed at them in silence for a while, a hint of regret rising in his heart.

So many former lovers, each of peerless beauty and unmatched talent in cultivation, yet he never married any of them or fathered children. This was truly a pity.

"System?"

Chen Ping'an called out inwardly, but received no answer.

After a moment's silence, his gaze grew determined. He went out and pushed open the secret chamber's door.

"Congratulations, Patriarch, on your second life!"

Outside, thunderous voices resounded.

Dozens of top-tier experts gazed at the figure standing in the doorway, eyes shining with tears.

Though he was now just an ordinary man, he was the most revered figure in the Azure Cloud Sect!

The Sect's Patriarch!

The Azure Cloud Sect had endured for ten thousand years, passed through dozens of generations, and now its strongest member was only of the twentieth generation.

Yet even the twentieth-generation patriarch was not even a grandson before this man.

He was a second-generation disciple of the Azure Cloud Sect.

He had lived for ten thousand years.

His seniority was unimaginable.

All the existing patriarchs of the Azure Cloud Sect could only address him as Patriarch.

"Hmm."

Facing the crowd of fervent juniors, Chen Ping'an nodded calmly, a faint smile on his lips.

Ten millennia had flashed by, and his final resurrection had occurred within the Azure Cloud Sect. Chen Ping'an felt a hint of anticipation and waited quietly in the secret chamber for death.

And so—

He lived his second life.

"Patriarch, you're simply too handsome!"

"Patriarch is even more charming in his second life!"

"..."

Among the crowd, several female patriarchs blushed deeply, their hearts fluttering.

This was their second time seeing the patriarch—even if each meeting was brief, their hearts had already been completely captivated.

"Little Xuan, come here..."

His gaze shifted, landing on a tall, thin, black-clad elder. Chen Ping'an smiled gently and waved.

The crowd felt a tremor in their souls.

Little Xuan was the twentieth-generation patriarch of the Azure Cloud Sect, the foremost in cultivation.

In the entire wilds, no one dared to address the Supreme Patriarch this way.

"I'm coming, Patriarch."

The Supreme Patriarch scratched his head, his face a picture of startled delight, nodding and bowing as he hurried over to Chen Ping'an.

"Come closer and listen," said Chen Ping'an.

Seeing the patriarch so mysterious, the Supreme Patriarch grew nervous, bent his body, and quickly leaned in.

Chen Ping'an drew close and whispered.

All the Azure Cloud Sect patriarchs around pricked up their ears, but none dared use their cultivation to eavesdrop.

What a joke!

Using cultivation to spy on two supreme patriarchs? That was outright disrespect—did they want to die?

"Patriarch..."

The Supreme Patriarch's expression froze instantly, standing beside Chen Ping'an like an ice sculpture, utterly dumbfounded.

He never expected that after ten thousand years, the patriarch, now living a second life, would say such a thing!

"Little Xuan, you're older and steady; I'm very at ease entrusting this matter to you..."

Chen Ping'an patted the Supreme Patriarch's shoulder and drifted back into the secret chamber.

"Uh!"

His shoulder twitched, and the Supreme Patriarch snapped out of his daze, turning to look at the chamber door, shoulders shaking rapidly, his face a mix of amusement and exasperation.

"Supreme Patriarch..."

The other patriarchs crowded in, their faces full of curiosity.

What had the patriarch entrusted that would leave the Supreme Patriarch so flustered?

The Supreme Patriarch stayed silent, the crowd anxious and uneasy, unsure what storm might be brewing.

"Everyone, this is a matter of great importance..."

He slowly raised his head, looking at the crowd with a grave expression. "The patriarch has instructed us to find, within seven days, a hundred beauties of extraordinary figure and appearance..."

Selecting a hundred beauties?

The patriarchs glanced at each other. Was the patriarch recruiting disciples?

"Don't overthink it..."

The Supreme Patriarch coughed, his eyes awkward. "The patriarch intends to open the gates of marriage, take a hundred concubines, and ensure the continuation of the sect."

The patriarch wants to take concubines?

The patriarchs gaped in astonishment. Single for ten thousand years, the patriarch had suddenly awakened to this after his second life?

"Can I, Supreme Patriarch..."

A female patriarch hesitantly raised her slender jade hand, her face flushed.

Though she had lived for hundreds of years, her beauty remained undiminished, rivaling the four most beautiful disciples of the younger generation.

She couldn't resist the patriarch's charm, and so voiced her desire in front of everyone.

"Sword, are you joking?"

The Supreme Patriarch snorted and shook his head with a smile.

"Supreme Patriarch?" Qin Sword asked, puzzled.

She was single, beautiful, and highly cultivated. Wouldn't she be perfect as a concubine for the patriarch?

"Below the Golden Body realm is not permitted."

He cast a meaningful glance at Qin Sword.

The air suddenly went silent.

The patriarchs stared at each other, and after a long while, their eyes showed understanding.

"I forgot, the patriarch is just an ordinary man..."

Qin Sword blushed and pouted, stamping her foot, wishing she could disappear into the earth.

(End of chapter)