Earth Year 2060, spiritual energy from heaven and earth began to revive. Earth, drawn by an unknown space in the universe, detached itself from its original galaxy and entered a new cosmic expanse.
Here, myriad races flourished and warred endlessly. Technological weapons had become useless. In this era, all citizens enlisted in the army to resist alien races and repel foreign invaders. All countries globally, regardless of nationality or ethnicity, formed a united front, with humanity establishing a federal government. All of humankind worked together to fight the myriad races. Fortunately, due to the protective measures left behind by human ancestors, Earth was sealed, buying humanity thirty years.
With the revival of spiritual energy, humanity faced an unprecedented crisis. Ancient martial arts began to rise. Humans awakened the bloodlines of their ancient ancestors and, relying on the relics and cultivation techniques left by their ancestors, caught up to the power of the myriad races in just thirty years. Among them emerged eighteen Lord-level experts of the human race. Simultaneously, two of our Huaxia emperors, who were believed to be dead, Qin Emperor Shi Huang Ying Zheng and Shang Emperor Xin, revived. They attained supreme kingship, confronting the kings of the myriad races. To protect their shared home, countless powerhouses shed blood in the endless starry sky, carving out the Myriad Races Battlefield, creating a space for humanity to survive.
Due to Huaxia's long heritage and the emergence of countless heroes throughout history, two human kings who attained supreme kingship both emerged from Huaxia. Furthermore, of the eighteen present Lord-level experts of the human race, Huaxia alone held ten. This cemented Huaxia's leading position in the federal government. They unified the command of federal resources and troops, fighting to this day to preserve the continuation of Earth's human lineage.
On the Myriad Races Battlefield, the air was thick with a suffocating crimson hue. Amidst the fierce cries of battle, a roar echoed from above the battlefield, "Mountain River Sever!" A blade light flashed across the sky, and three bodies of the ferocious beast Taotie, already in six pieces, fell from the heavens. Simultaneously, a streak of light descended towards the human side of the battlefield.
"General Lin!" Two figures soared into the air, catching the falling stream of light. A robust, imposing middle-aged man, now barely breathing, his face ashen, was none other than Huaxia's Five-Star General, Lin Shanhe.
"Someone, anyone!" the two men cried, carrying the falling middle-aged man into the field medical tent. An old man in a white coat hurried over.
"Elder Wen, please, save General Lin!"
"Quickly, place General Lin on the medical bed!"
Elder Wen's hands glowed with golden light, shining upon General Lin.
Ten minutes later, Elder Wen, drenched in sweat, took out a jade gourd from his robes, poured out a fragrant pill, and fed it to General Lin.
"Elder Wen!" Several figures followed an old man in armor as he walked in. The old man was the commander of the Fourth War Zone of the Myriad Races Battlefield, one of Huaxia's Ten Lord-level experts: Ouyang Chengshan.
"Old Wen, how is Little Lin? You must save Little Lin. You are the Human Race's Fourth Divine Physician: Wen Liu Hun!"
"Shanhe's life is saved, but his strength is likely gone. At best, he will only be able to exert Silver-stage power from now on."
"Chengshan, what's the situation on the battlefield?"
"We won. The Taotie race sent one Lord and five Diamond-level Taoties. The Taotie Lord was heavily injured by me and retreated from the battlefield. Ouyang Zhongyong and Ouyang Zhongyi each killed a Diamond-level Taotie, and the remaining three were killed by Shanhe."
"But Shanhe, he is the youngest Five-Star General of our Huaxia human race, with the potential to become a Lord. What is to be done? How can I face Old Lin's spirit in heaven?"
Elder Wen spoke in silence, "Shanhe's temper is just like Old Lin's. This time, he forcefully activated their Lin family's ultimate blade technique, Mountain River Sever. Although he killed three Diamond-level Taoties, his meridians couldn't withstand it and were severely ruptured. Unless a primordial life spirit intervenes to reconnect his severed meridians, but you know how difficult that is."
Alas, Ouyang Chengshan sighed. A primordial life spirit, and one of the life-healing type, was a rare encounter. "I plan to let my daughter Xinlan marry Shanhe. Old Lin saved me back then, and Xinlan and Shanhe were childhood sweethearts. This is a good opportunity for Shanhe to retire and carry on the Lin family lineage."
"It is I, Ouyang Chengshan, who is incompetent and cannot protect the younger generation. If Old Lin were still here, with Lin Laohu's reputation, which of the myriad races' Lords would be a match for him? Without at least three, they wouldn't even have the right to escape."
"Enough said, let's go see Shanhe. The child is waking up. We need to figure out how to tell him." Elder Wen said.
Lin Shanhe woke up. As a Diamond-level expert, he immediately felt the changes in his body. His strength was reduced to less than a tenth. He helplessly curled his lips, "Hmm, toothache. This is like a lifetime of hard work reduced to nothing in an instant. Although I was prepared to die heroically at the time, now that it's really happened, it still makes me very anxious."
A knock sounded at the door. Ouyang Chengshan and Elder Wen pushed it open. "Shanhe, how are you feeling?"
"Uncle Chengshan, Uncle Wen. I feel alright, apart from the loss of strength. No parts are missing, I'm content." Lin Shanhe replied with his usual nonchalance.
Ouyang Chengshan said, "Good boy, worthy of being Lin Laohu's son. This kind of free spirit is rare. Let's talk about your future arrangements now."
Lin Shanhe knew this was the crucial part.
Ouyang Chengshan continued, "Your Uncle Wen said there's a possibility of recovery, but the opportunities are hard to find. Your current strength is no longer suitable for the Myriad Races Battlefield. We plan to retain your military status and transfer you to the rear. Then, you'll marry Xinlan. Even if you can't recover, you can raise the next generation and let me hold my grandchild soon."
Uncle Wen added, "Your strength has decreased due to ruptured meridians, but your bloodline awakening concentration and martial arts experience are still at the Diamond peak. Even if things don't go well, you can still train another generation of strong individuals for the Lin family."
Lin Shanhe thought to himself: The childhood sweetheart is to become his wife, and his superior is to become his father-in-law. And no bride price is needed. Even if he's crippled, the Lin and Ouyang families' bloodlines are excellent, with innate Lord-level lineage. If they have a child in the future, with his talent and experience, coupled with sufficient resources, the child would be at least Diamond-level at worst, and with more effort, perhaps even Lord-level. This deal doesn't seem to be a loss.
Lin Shanhe quickly said, "Then I'll rely entirely on Uncle Chengshan's arrangements. I only fear that Xinlan will be wronged."
"Wronged about what? If it weren't for your father back then, your Uncle Chengshan wouldn't be here. If it weren't for the dire battlefield situation, you and Xinlan would have been married long ago, and I would have had grandchildren. You damn brat, still calling me uncle."
Lin Shanhe grinned and sat up. "My esteemed father-in-law, please forgive your son-in-law. I am injured and cannot perform the full ceremony."
"That… Dad, we're family now. Your son-in-law is crippled this time. But the beast cores of the three Diamond-level Taoties I killed, you have to give them to me. Don't convert them to military merits. Keep them for raising my son in the future."
Ouyang Chengshan...