Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 406 - 375: My son Zhixing has the demeanor of Longev

"Are you sure?"

Seeing Chen Zhixing agree imdiately, the Snow Demon King hesitated, then cautioned, "Just a friendly reminder, the ancestral test is definitely not as simple as you think. I’ll give you three days to consider. If, after three days, you truly decide to take the ancestral test, co to this Stone Palace to find ."

"Xue Yin, arrange accommodations for them."

After speaking, the Snow Demon King rose from his icy throne and walked towards the sleeping quarters at the back of the Stone Palace.

"Patriarch Chen, you can withdraw your divine techniques now, can’t you?"

Xue Yin finally breathed a sigh of relief, pointing at the two Longevity Soldiers hovering above the Stone Palace.

"Why retract them? Just leave them here. Doesn’t your Snow Demon race rely on the Frozen Plateau to resurrect endlessly, unafraid of death?"

Glancing at him, Chen Zhixing turned and walked outside.

"Hey!"

Xue Yin sighed deeply, wondering why he encountered such a reckless person.

"Sister, try to advise your child more often. He shouldn’t harbor such hostility towards our Snow Demon race."

Xue Yin leaned forward to whisper to Yingy Shuangshuang, then strode forward, leading the Ziwei Chen Family to their accommodations.

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Thus, Chen Zhixing settled in the unwelcoming Frozen Plateau.

That evening, after more than ten years, the family finally reunited, and they had endless things to talk about.

"Zhi’er, quickly let your mother see you."

"Zhi’er, you’ve grown taller than your mother!"

"My Zhi’er looks so handso, he must have many girls who like him?"

Yingy Shuangshuang rambled on.

"Dad, Mom, it’s been hard on you these years."

Chen Zhixing gazed at Yingy Shuangshuang, fatigued, and Chen Tianliang, whose temples were graying, and couldn’t suppress a hint of pity in his eyes.

"Hahaha, your dad isn’t suffering. I’ve been enjoying good food and drinks here, living the good life every day!"

Chen Tianliang laughed heartily but soon bent over and coughed violently.

"Stop your boasting!"

Yingy Shuangshuang glared at Chen Tianliang, then looked gently at Chen Zhixing:

"Dad and Mom aren’t suffering, but you, Zhi’er, after all these years walking your own path, you must have had a hard ti, right?"

Chen Zhixing shook his head with a smile, saying, "I’m not suffering either. The people in the family treat well, and you see, even Uncle Four ca today. He usually takes good care of ."

"That’s good, that’s good."

Upon hearing this, Yingy Shuangshuang nodded repeatedly.

"Co, tell Mom how you’ve been these years? And... the people who ca with you before, are they all from the Ziwei Chen Family? Why are there so many new faces? Why do they call you patriarch? Where did you find so many experts?"

Yingy Shuangshuang asked, overflowing with questions. Previously they couldn’t speak much due to the circumstances, but now they finally had the ti.

"It’s a long story..."

Chen Zhixing sat cross-legged in front of his parents, with a nostalgic look in his eyes, beginning to recount slowly.

In the Ice Hall, the candlelight flickered, casting shadows of the three.

Chen Zhixing spoke about event after event, and when he ntioned the legendary battle with Chen Zhaosheng in the Southern Border, Chen Tianliang couldn’t help but sigh. He never imagined the brothers would end up opposing each other.

That night, Chen Zhixing shared so much, like a child who had achieved excellent grades recounting his accomplishnts in front of his parents.

He tried to keep his tone calm, passing off seemingly perilous incidents with an air of casualness.

Yet even so, Yingy Shuangshuang and Chen Tianliang were repeatedly astonished.

He spoke of the battle with Ning Changyu, who possessed a trace of Peak Power.

He spoke of entering the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, subjugating a peak single-handedly, and being conferred as the Celestial Wave Divine Son, shaking the land!

He spoke of being at odds with the era’s top prodigy, ng Hedong, flattening the Qing State ng Family, dicine King Valley, and other major factions, truly rising to fa, shaking the world!

He spoke of going to Huai State, acquiring the Five Elents Divine Thunder’s fortune at the Five Elents Thunder Sect, battling seven at once, first slaying seven top prodigies, then with his True Self fighting Nirvana Realm Lei Huatian, undefeated, scaring the world!

He spoke of walking nine paths of the Great Tao, unprecedented before and after, sweeping away all heroes in the East Profound Domain competition, crowning all ages!

He spoke of reversing the Nirvana trend with his True Self, becoming the first in history with True Self to kill a Nirvana Great Power!

He spoke of becoming Patriarch Ziwei, defeating the Sikong family, consecutively slaying five Venerable Nirvana!

Like this, he spoke slowly, only omitting so details about the Celestial Mandate while sharing his growth trajectory with his parents.

Chen Zhixing didn’t know how long he spoke; eventually, he lay his head in Yingy Shuangshuang’s lap and fell deeply asleep.

This was the most peaceful sleep Chen Zhixing had in over ten years.

"I can’t believe that in just over ten years, Zhi’er has done so many things!"

Chen Tianliang was stupefied, his mouth agape, able to fit an egg.

Had it not been Chen Zhixing himself saying these things, it would have seed like hearing a mythical tale!

What a magnificent, soul-stirring journey!

Soon, Chen Tianliang seed to rember sothing, his face quickly shifting from its stunned expression to one of prideful laughter.

"Haha, I told you my Zhi’er has the vigor of Longevity! Once out of this barren plateau, I need only shout ’My son Chen Zhixing,’ and who would dare challenge in the land?!"

"Haha!"

"Keep it down!"

Yingy Shuangshuang glared at Chen Tianliang.

Chen Tianliang indignantly said, "My son Chen Zhixing, you dare glare at ?"

Yingy Shuangshuang paused, then spoke softly, "Say that again?"

Chen Tianliang retracted his head, chuckling awkwardly, "Hehe, wife, I was just rehearsing in advance; otherwise, in public later, it might not roll off the tongue."

"Ugh, what kind of father flaunts his son’s na to act unlawfully outside? Shaful!"

Yingy Shuangshuang shook her head in annoyance, then looked down at the sleeping Chen Zhixing in her arms, her eyes reddening.

"Tell , going through so much and soaring so high, how tired must Zhi’er be?"

At these words, Chen Tianliang paused, his expression turning gentle, smiling:

"Indeed, Zhi’er, that foolish child, trying not to worry us, downplays everything though it’s anything but trivial, sigh..."

"Ah, Tianliang, Zhi’er is just eighteen, bearing so much alone. Do we, as parents, feel not only proud but guilty..."

Yingy Shuangshuang stroked Chen Zhixing’s face lightly, near tears.

"Therefore," Chen Tianliang grinned, continuing:

"Let tell him the story of the Golden Axe, Silver Axe, and Iron Axe. Surely Zhi’er has missed hearing it..."

Outside the Ice Hall, the wind and snow intensified; the wind howled, the snow poured.

Inside the Ice Hall, a dim, warm candle flickered against the shadows of three figures, with soone gently narrating childhood tales.

Only the one cradled in the arms trembled sharply upon hearing the childhood story, as if in a nightmare.