I picked up skill fragments in the demon world.

Chapter 1055 Life and Death, Fortune and Misfortune, A Journey Through Life
Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen glanced at the other party. He was an old fox now, and he already knew what the other party was planning as soon as he put forward the idea.

"No need! I just want to stay quiet right now and don't want to get involved in that mess." Zhang Chen rejected Zhang Guan's suggestion. Wang Quanfugui was nothing but a passing cloud to him, and he had no interest in getting involved.

"You think highly of the eldest prince?" Zhang Chen asked.

Zhang Guan nodded upon hearing this: "Indeed, this child resembles me."

Zhang Chen remained silent for a long while before saying, "You may leave."

Zhang Guan bowed respectfully, then rose to take his leave.

Watching Zhang Guan's departing figure, Zhang Chen sighed softly. He knew that the Third Prince was doomed.

The maternal clan behind the Third Prince was secretly stirring up trouble. If Zhang Guan didn't want internal strife in the Han Dynasty, the best solution was to get rid of the Third Prince. Once the Third Prince was dead, all the forces he relied on would be without support, and they would scatter like leaves in the wind, unable to rise again.

"Go and do it for me, spare his life, and tell him to seek refuge with Wang Ye." Zhang Chen took out a token from his pocket and handed it to the King of Pingbian who came out.

After receiving the token, King Pingbian vanished into the bamboo forest in a flash.

King Pingbian was the reincarnation of Zhang Chen's Blood God Child. Before the end of the Dharma, the Blood God Child nourished his bones and flesh, making his bones and flesh far superior to ordinary people. Coupled with his unparalleled martial arts cultivation, King Pingbian can be said to be invincible in this world. He is definitely a fierce general who can take the enemy's head from the midst of ten thousand troops. It is not difficult for King Pingbian to rescue the Third Prince from a group of bandits.

After the King of Pingbian disappeared, Zhang Chen sat alone under the eaves, a thoughtful look in his eyes. After a long while, he sighed, "Royal power and hegemony are nothing but an empty dream. Why can't they see through it?"

Zhang Chen's life returned to normal. About a year later, news spread throughout the Han Dynasty that the Third Prince had been killed in a trap set by bandits, causing a huge uproar. In his anger, the First Prince personally donned his armor to avenge the Third Prince. He mustered 100,000 troops and led an army to sweep away all the mountain bandits.

Time flies, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye. On this day, a figure appeared in Zhang Chen's courtyard. It was none other than the Prince of Pingbian: "Master, the matter has been settled."

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this: "He wasn't hurt, was he?"

“No, he’s perfectly healthy,” said King Pingbian.

Zhang Chen nodded upon hearing this but said nothing more, and his days continued as uneventfully as ever.

Time flew by, and ten years later, a secret letter arrived in Zhang Chen's hands. After opening the letter, Zhang Chen was taken aback. After a moment of contemplation, he said to the King of Pingbian, "Tell the King of Han to make preparations and prepare a large ship for us. We are going to go out for a trip."

I haven't moved around for decades, it's time to go out and travel.

Upon hearing that Zhang Chen was preparing ships, Zhang Guan immediately gave an order to bring in the largest ships from the north. After arranging for guards, palace maids, and various necessities, he informed Zhang Chen.

Zhang Chen packed his bags and made no attempt to conceal his whereabouts. He boarded a large ship and headed north towards the territory of the human-demon race.

Countless people in the capital of the Han Dynasty were watching Zhang Chen openly and secretly. The moment Zhang Chen appeared, he caused a huge uproar. The news of Zhang Chen's sudden reappearance after disappearing for decades caused an uproar among countless forces, and spies from all walks of life followed him closely.

The large ship sailed majestically through the water, its banner bearing the name of the Great Teacher Huang Tiandao flying high. Wherever it passed, all forces retreated in fear, daring not to obstruct it in the slightest.

"My lord, there are many spies following behind the ship. Should we clear them out?" A member of the royal guards asked Pingbian Wang, Zhang Chen's personal bodyguard, as he looked at the spies following behind.

Upon hearing this, the King of Pingbian waved his hand and said, "If they want to come, let them come. It's not worth mentioning."

The large ship sailed south for about three months. Along the way, various feudal lords presented Zhang Chen with all sorts of rare treasures, hoping to meet him, but Zhang Chen refused them all.

The large ship arrived at the territory of the human-demon race, where nobles of the human-demon race were already waiting on the shore. Upon seeing the ship dock, one of the nobles stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "Tu Shanqing greets the Great Virtuous Teacher."

Zhang Chen stepped off the boat and looked at Tu Shanqing from afar, a hint of surprise in his eyes. He hadn't expected to see an acquaintance there.

"What are you doing among the demon race?" Zhang Chen asked, helping Tu Shanqing up and patting him on the shoulder. "Why are you being so polite with me? We're practically family."

"After all, your status and position are different now. You should be more respectful in front of outsiders to avoid damaging your dignity," Tu Shanqing said with a grin.

Decades have passed, and Tu Shanqing has grown old, becoming a little old man.

"Why don't you try to find a way to achieve immortality?" Zhang Chen asked. "Who said I haven't tried? I've just tried many methods, but all of them have failed. I've heard that you've made some progress in your research on immortality in the North?" Tu Shanqing asked tentatively.

After all, the fact that Zhou Qiucheng and others entered the secret realm to escape the world and seek immortality was not a secret to the people of the world. There would always be unfilial descendants who would spread the word and boast about it.

“There have been some results. If Brother Tushan is interested, as long as you join me, I can give you a share.” Zhang Chen looked at Tushan Qing with a smile.

Zhang Chen valued Tu Shanqing's methods quite a bit; if he could subdue Tu Shanqing, he would be of great use.

Upon hearing Zhang Chen's words, Tu Shanqing's eyes lit up immediately: "Is this really true?"

“There is absolutely no truth to this,” Zhang Chen replied.

Upon hearing Zhang Chen's reply, Tu Shanqing's eyes lit up: "Alright, then it's settled. Once we've resolved Chen Sanliang's matter, I'll go with you."

"How is Chen Sanliang now?" Zhang Chen asked.

The letter Zhang Chen received earlier was written by Chen Sanliang himself, so after receiving the news, Zhang Chen hurriedly traveled to the demon race.

"My time has come!" Tu Shanqing's voice was heavy with sorrow. Today, Chen San's time had come, and he wondered if his own time would not be far off in the future.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Chen's expression became even more solemn, his eyes filled with reminiscence. Calculating the time, Chen Sanliang's ability to hold on until now was indeed at its limit.

Back then, after Chen Sanliang was demoted from the Imperial Academy in the capital, he stayed in the north for sixty years. Later, Zhang Chen stirred up trouble in the north, came to the capital to cause more trouble, and stayed in the north for several more decades. At this time, Chen Sanliang should have lived to be over one hundred and fifty years old.

For an ordinary mortal, their physical functions have reached their limit.

Led by Tu Shanqing, Zhang Chen entered the carriage and traveled to the royal city of the human-demon race.

The demon race absorbed countless human nobles, acquiring ample inheritance and knowledge of civilization. Building upon the foundation of human cities, they expanded their territory, achieving a prosperity comparable to that of the northern lands.

The carriage arrived in the royal city. The two alighted from the carriage and saw an old, frail figure already waiting in front of the palace gate.

"Is that Chen Sanliang?"

Zhang Chen stared in disbelief at the hunched figure before him, who had shrunk considerably and was now swaying precariously. Had he not recognized Chen Sanliang's soul, he would never have believed that the extraordinary man who had once stirred up the world and caused countless lives to bleed was now a skinny old man.

"Sir!" Zhang Chen quickly stepped forward and helped Chen Sanliang up.

Upon getting closer, he could already see that Chen Sanliang's body was nothing but skin and bones, and all his teeth had fallen out.

"I never thought I'd actually see you before I die." Chen Sanliang gripped Zhang Chen's arm, his eyes filled with excitement, his voice choked with emotion: "I'm already so old, and you're still so young."

"Why don't you go to the north to find me, sir?" Zhang Chen looked at Chen Sanliang, his words tinged with reproach.

"The human-demon race is in turmoil, their civilization is just beginning to take shape, and I am indispensable in leading it. If I leave the human-demon race, the entire tribe will fall apart. Besides, I have established a new family in the North, and the foundation of that family is not yet firmly established. How could I possibly leave?" Chen Sanliang's voice was full of emotion as he and Zhang Chen boarded the carriage that had been prepared beforehand. The carriage was lined with thick furs, and the two of them sat inside. Chen Sanliang's cloudy eyes looked at Zhang Chen: "I wrote to you mainly because of your master. Is there any progress on your master's resurrection?"

“In this world, the Dharma is in decline. Even if I were to resurrect my master, he would only die of old age. I have sealed my master’s body and soul in a hidden place. If a golden age truly comes in the future, I can resurrect my master and let him rise again in that golden age,” Zhang Chen said to Chen San.

Upon hearing this, Chen Sanliang's breathing eased: "I'm relieved that you were able to save your master! I'm not afraid of death, I'm just afraid that if I die, your master will never have a chance to come back to life, and no one will care about her resurrection."

"Rest assured, as long as I live, I will surely revive my master," Zhang Chen said.

As the carriage traveled through the palace, countless princes and nobles lined up in rows, with palace maids and guards standing watch. Chen Sanliang pulled Zhang Chen along, introducing him to his descendants, from the king of the human-demon race to the outstanding young talents.

Chen Sanliang's family is indeed very large, no wonder he is reluctant to give up his business and his wife and children.

Faced with Zhang Chen, the only being in the Dharma-ending Age who still possessed extraordinary power, everyone in the royal family was very reserved. The princes and ministers looked at Zhang Chen with awe, as if they were looking up to a god. They lowered their heads and dared not look directly at him, only daring to secretly scan Zhang Chen's figure with the corner of their eyes.

(End of this chapter)