Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 335 - 311: Small and Adorable, Returning Home

Three days later.

A magnificent white horse headed out of Fubo City.

A figure clad in snow-white robes and wearing a bamboo hat sat on the horse’s back, body slightly rising and falling with the horse’s gait, appearing at ease.

Behind him, on the three-story high inn, the windows of the rooms on the second and third floors were pushed open simultaneously.

Two charming figures, supporting their waist, stood with so difficulty by the window.

One had bright eyes and gleaming teeth, youthful like a spirited horse, while the other was cool and mature, akin to a Dust Fairy who could only be admired from a distance.

These two won were gazing tenderly like autumn waters towards the figure riding the white horse, gradually disappearing into the distance.

"That scoundrel just left like this, truly heartless... ouch, it hurts."

The two beauties, with so pain, rubbed their lower abdon, their beautiful eyes filled with a hidden resentnt.

The figure on the white horse, leaving the city, seed to feel their gaze, turned around and gave them a slight smile.

"I’ll be waiting for you at Ziwei Mountain."

As the words fell, Chen Zhixing waved to the two won, feeling quite pleased.

"Does this an I’ve finally fulfilled grandpa’s wish?"

"I hope this ti it hits the mark, let’s see how amazing this ’More Children, More Blessings’ truly is."

Turning back around, a gleam flashed in Chen Zhixing’s long eyes.

The seed he had planted, whether it would sprout and grow into a towering tree.

That would depend entirely on fate.

As Chen Zhixing rode forward.

One figure after another erged from the streets and alleys, finally gathering behind Chen Zhixing, forming a mighty procession.

The blockade in this area was also lifted.

"Hahaha, I never thought the Third Young Master would finally wise up. Good, very good, exceptionally good!"

Elder Nether and Elder Ming gathered together, as Elder Nether stroked his beard with a mirthful tone.

"Surely, after savoring the taste this ti, the Third Young Master will fall in love with it, as if opening the floodgates, unstoppable... hahaha, my path will not be lonely!"

Elder Ming glanced at Elder Nether, unwilling to engage in conversation.

Elder Nether didn’t mind, continuing to stroke his beard and shaking his head, saying:

"Certainly, the Third Young Master would be quite unskilled in his first affair. After returning, it will be necessary to teach the Third Young Master a few tricks. Even if small, they can beco quite charming..."

Before he could finish speaking.

A gigantic hand descended abruptly, slamming Elder Nether into the ground.

"Who are you calling small and cute?"

The young figure on the horse turned back sharply, his handso face full of anger.

"If I hear you babbling nonsense and speaking indecently again, I’ll tear your mouth apart!"

Elder Nether, recovering from being flattened into a at patty, shrank his head with a dry smile, saying:

"I was talking about Elder Ming over here..."

A mont later.

The white horse left the city, its hooves stepping into the air, instantly ascending to the sky.

In mid-air, the white horse spread wide, transforming into a snow-white white dragon, crying out as it soared into the clouds, disappearing from the sky.

anwhile inside the tavern.

An old woman in black paced back and forth, occasionally looking up at Xu Qingqing and Muu Jianping on the second and third floors respectively, her smile reaching the back of her ears.

"Hahaha, who would’ve thought, just who would’ve thought, that such imnse fortune would fall upon my two silly disciples!"

The old woman in black muttered to herself, unable to contain her delight.

As for the lost family assets this ti, they had long been forgotten by her beyond the Nine Heavens.

"If my two disciples could bear a child or two for the Third Young Master, then they would truly rise to prominence through their children, becoming Madam Chen, hahaha!"

The old woman in black, thinking of this, couldn’t hold back her laughter, her face wrinkling into a heap.

Suddenly.

As if reminded of sothing, she looked toward her reflection in a copper mirror in the distance, becoming inexplicably sentintal.

"Speaking of which, in my youth, I was known as the Southern State’s flower, had countless young heroes bowing at my feet, why was it that I never t soone like the Third Young Master..."

"Alas, born at the wrong ti, truly born at the wrong ti!"

The old woman in black folded her hands, heaving a long sigh filled with regret.

...

...

Several days later.

The battle between Chen Zhixing and Li Changsheng at the East Sea quickly spread throughout the entire East Profound Domain.

The East Profound Domain Thirteen States were once again shaken!

Through this battle, Chen Zhixing showed the entire world.

The realm upon which he stands ans unmatched within the sa boundary!

At this mont, no one called Chen Zhixing a young prodigy anymore, he truly stood atop the highest stage of the East Profound Domain, becoming one of the top great powers of his ti!

So even placed Chen Zhixing directly in the top tier of the Nirvana Realm after witnessing his battle with Li Changsheng!

The entire East Profound Domain was in a flurry, restless and noisy.

And within Ziwei Mountain, Chen Zhixing, having rushed back from the East Sea, hadn’t even had ti to catch his breath before soone awaited him at the mountain gate.

"Third Young Master, the Ancestor wishes to see you."

A child in red respectfully said to Chen Zhixing.

"Ancestor?"

Chen Zhixing squinted his eyes, then spoke: "Please lead the way."

"Yes."

The child in red nodded, then led Chen Zhixing all the way to the main peak, finally passing the great hall on the main peak, once again through a path shrouded in mist.

Soon, a wooden hut appeared before Chen Zhixing.

In front of the hut, there was a stone table and three stone chairs.

An old man with a gaunt figure sat on the stone seat, gently sipping tea.

"Have a seat."

The old man smiled kindly at Chen Zhixing.

The child in red, who had previously guided Chen Zhixing, instantly transford into a small red bird, landing on the old man’s shoulder.

"Ancestor."

Chen Zhixing stopped, first paying respects to the old man with utmost reverence, then sat on the stone seat opposite him.

"Try it. Your grandfather said this is Spirit Tea from the peak of the snowy mountain, and it’s quite effective."

The old man chuckled, pouring Chen Zhixing a cup of Spirit Tea.

The tea rose in wisps of steam, forming shapes in the air, and wouldn’t disperse, transforming into various forms.

"Thank you, Ancestor."

Chen Zhixing sipped the tea, and it transford into a dense spiritual qi, coursing through his body, finally settling in his Dantian Divine Sea, becoming the purest form of Nirvana Power.

"Indeed extraordinary." Chen Zhixing’s eyes lit up, feeling utterly comfortable.

"Mm, you need not be too formal. Just treat as you would Daoyan."

The old man laughed gently.

"Ah... alright."

Chen Zhixing nodded, then seed to think of sothing, gazing around before speaking:

"Ancestor, isn’t the Patriarch in seclusion here? Why haven’t I seen him?"

"Daoyan..."

The old man opened his mouth then sighed: "Zhixing, I called you here specially to discuss this matter."

Seeing the old man’s expression, an inexplicable ominous premonition arose in Chen Zhixing’s heart.