Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 206 - 198: Returning Home! Who in the world does not

"Moo Yuei, it’s ti to leave, to go where you must be."

A calm voice, as gentle as jade, echoed above the entire Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

Moo Yuei, who was previously chatting and laughing, suddenly froze, her face turning deathly pale.

Qin Tianzhong, seated at the head with a pleased expression due to the acquisition of the Dual Cultivation Technique, also looked extrely displeased.

Chen Zhixing slightly frowned.

Not long ago, he had heard Moo Yuei ntion several tis that sothing might happen, forcing her to leave the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

"Master, what happened?" Chen Zhixing asked softly.

"It’s nothing."

Moo Yuei shook her head, forcing a smile toward Chen Zhixing.

The next mont.

Outside the Kunhe Hall, several figures walked in.

Among these figures, there were both old and young, all dressed in pristine white robes as clean as snow, with wing patterns embroidered in gold thread at the cuffs.

Leading them was a handso young man, about his twenties, with a face like a beautiful jade and an elegant presence.

He exuded an ethereal and transcendent aura.

"Sect Leader Qin."

The handso young man first gave a slight nod toward Qin Tianzhong indifferently.

Qin Tianzhong imdiately forced a smile, stood up, and politely cupped his hands:

"It’s a great honor to have you travel so far, why didn’t you inform us beforehand so we could properly entertain you?"

"No need."

Hearing this, the handso young man shook his head and said:

"I’m just here to take soone and leave, no need for any fanfare."

As he spoke, the handso young man looked at Moo Yuei and said:

"I’m here to take Moo Yuei away today, you have no objections, do you?"

As soon as he said this.

The group of elders bowed their heads, too scared to speak.

Even Qin Tianzhong on the main seat hesitated several tis before sighing lightly and swallowing the words he wanted to say.

"Since there are no objections, let’s go."

The handso young man showed little expression, only looking calmly at the pale-faced Moo Yuei.

"Wait."

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

In the quiet Kunhe Hall, it was piercingly loud.

"Hmm?"

The handso young man slightly frowned, turning to look at the person who spoke from their seat.

"Who are you?"

"Celestial Wave Divine Son, Chen Zhixing."

Chen Zhixing stood up, positioned himself beside Moo Yuei, and spoke in a steady voice, neither arrogant nor humble.

"Zhi’er, you..."

Moo Yuei trembled all over, covering her mouth in disbelief as she looked at Chen Zhixing.

"Chen Zhixing?"

The handso young man raised his eyebrows and said, "I’ve heard of you; your reputation has grown recently."

Pausing for a mont.

The handso young man asked, "What do you want?"

"I wish to know where you’re taking my master. Will she be in danger?" Chen Zhixing asked.

"Do I need to explain my actions to you?"

The handso young man replied indifferently.

"I only want an answer..."

Before Chen Zhixing could finish his sentence.

Moo Yuei grabbed his hand, her fingers gently squeezing.

Chen Zhixing turned to look at her.

Moo Yuei shook her head slightly, her eyes slightly red.

"Interesting."

The handso young man laughed, looking at Chen Zhixing with interest:

"Not many in the world dare to question , you are quite brave."

After speaking, he pondered briefly and then shook his head:

"Where she will be taken, you will ask your sect leader later for the answer."

"Whether your master will be in danger depends not on , but on whether she is cooperative and obedient."

"If she cooperates, there will be no danger; instead, she might find a great opportunity."

After speaking,

The handso young man no longer wasted words, he grabbed at the air with his right hand.

Moo Yuei was instantly pulled toward the handso young man as if by so unseen force.

"Let’s go; many people are waiting for you."

The handso young man glanced at Moo Yuei, then lightly waved his right hand outward.

A colorful cloud floated down from the sky, landing beneath their feet.

Moo Yuei nodded and, as she left, gave a deep look to Chen Zhixing.

"Zhi’er, when I’m no longer by your side, do not slack in your cultivation. Your master believes in you... believes that you will one day truly reach the pinnacle of the world."

Chen Zhixing nodded lightly.

"I’ll co to get you in the future," he silently mouthed.

Hiss—!

The auspicious cloud carried the group, including Moo Yuei, into the sky.

In just the blink of an eye, they vanished into the vast expanse of the sky.

With Moo Yuei and the group leaving,

the previously lively Kunhe Hall fell into deathly silence.

"Zhixing, you shouldn’t have asked that question."

High on his seat, Qin Tianzhong sighed softly.

Chen Zhixing did not respond.

He wasn’t a fool.

From the attitudes of Qin Tianzhong and the others, he could tell that this group of people, who arrived on a cloud, must have powers and backgrounds far superior to Qin Tianzhong and the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

Otherwise, there was no reason for Qin Tianzhong to not utter a single word of refusal.

However.

He still asked, risking the possibility of offending them.

This wasn’t about gains or losses.

It was because, in the past when he faced difficulties, Moo Yuei had also stood up for him without hesitating about the pros and cons!

If Moo Yuei could do it, why couldn’t he?

"Sect Leader, what is the background of these people?"

Chen Zhixing asked thoughtfully, with a vague suspicion in his heart.

Qin Tianzhong’s eyes flickered, taking a deep breath before slowly uttering one sentence.

"The Immortal Tao Lineage, Immortal Ascension Divine Sect!"

Instantly.

A sharp light flashed in Chen Zhixing’s eyes.

...

...

Three days later.

At dawn, when the sky was just beginning to lighten.

Chen Zhixing went to the Kunhe Hall, took leave from Qin Tianzhong, and without alarming anyone, left the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands alone.

When Li Ran and others went looking for Chen Zhixing, it was already too late.

Chen Zhixing had boarded a black awning boat, traveling upstream along the Canglan River, disappearing into the vast, misty waters.

"Going ho."

On the deck of the black awning boat, Chen Zhixing, clad in snow-white robes, sat cross-legged, an ancient flute resting on his lips, playing a low and lodious tune.

The paddles gently parted the erald waters.

The black awning boat gently rocked and swayed.

At the rear of the boat, there was still the old boatman who had ferried Chen Zhixing to the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands a year ago, wearing a straw hat and singing a fisherman’s song.

The scenery on both banks gradually receded, and the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands slowly faded from view, disappearing completely.

From the ti Chen Zhixing left the Ziwei Chen Family and arrived alone at the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, to today when he is leaving alone.

He arrived unknown, a dusty traveler.

Now returning ho.

Who in the world doesn’t know him?