Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family Chapter 797 561: Drought Fiend

"Trash!"

"Hey!"

"Couldn't even stop Wang Chuan! Useless!"

"..."

"If Li Er were here, Wang Chuan wouldn't have been able to step out from the Wuyou Immortal Tomb, let alone stand before ! Chen Zhixing, you're worthless!"

"Yes, yes, I'm useless, I'm useless. If it weren't for , you would have showcased your might and triumphed over two opponents today. It's my fault, my apologies, I'll make sure not to delay your matters next ti, find soone else to help you."

Chen Zhixing was not inclined to indulge the kid; he owed Yimiao nothing. He helped purely out of goodwill, not to be subjected to Yimiao's complaints.

Then....

Yimiao squinted her eyes: "Hmm? Are you calling old?"

One second.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

The atmosphere beca awkward.

Chen Zhixing remained unfazed, showing no regard for Yimiao's feelings.

Seeing this, Yimiao couldn't sit still, stood up and left.

Before leaving, she threw a fierce remark at Chen Zhixing.

"You'll be begging soday!"

...

Boiling water.

Brewing tea.

Chen Zhixing took a sip, emptying his mind.

Beg Yimiao?

He had begged her in the Cosmic Realm, but did Yimiao ever give him face?

Since the results are the sa, whether he helps or not, Yimiao would never go easy on him and would show no rcy when it's ti to trick him, then why should Chen Zhixing seek this benevolence?

Is he out of his mind?

"The ancestors were right, you reap what you sow, and truly, won and petty people are hard to deal with in this world."

With such sentint, Chen Zhixing gestured to his eldest disciple Wang Lin outside the door.

"Co in and have so tea."

Upon hearing the call, Wang Lin turned around and seeing the room only occupied by Chen Zhixing, he walked in swiftly.

Receiving the teacup handed by Chen Zhixing, Wang Sen held it and blew gently.

"Master, did Daluo Saint Master leave?"

"Left."

Chen Zhixing responded casually, then after a bit of contemplation said, "Though not sure, the old witch's whereabouts are unpredictable. She might just be lingering near Linjiang City. Hmm, tell your junior brother that you two should refrain from strolling into Linjiang City these days. Stay in the Star Palace and cultivate, lest bad luck leads to an encounter with the old witch."

Wang Lin nodded vigorously.

Unlike his master, who often interacts with Yimiao, the na of Yimiao, the Daluo Saint Master, echoes loudly in Wang Lin and Chen Moqing's ears.

Fear, genuine fear.

Especially knowing Yimiao harbors grudges against their Ziwei Mountain, and their master has offended this Daluo Saint Master multiple tis, both Wang Lin and Chen Moqing truly dread the thought of running into the 'Old Witch' Chen Zhixing speaks of.

A person's na carries a reputation.

Even Chen Zhixing is unwilling to deal with Yimiao, in the eyes of these two, she is the ultimate BOSS, certainly not soone for novice adventurers to provoke.

"Oh, by the way."

Midway through their tea, Chen Zhixing seemingly recalled sothing and instructed, "You are not allowed to visit West Profound State's Sword Casting Manor this ti. If you truly want cultivation resources or a Divine Weapon, you can go to the Cosmic World with your junior brother. Little Stone has been doing quite well there; it's been years since you've seen him, perfect ti for a visit."

"Got it, Master, Lin'er rembers."

Wang Lin didn't ask for the reasons; since Chen Zhixing refrained from explaining, he didn't inquire further.

As for the suggestion to visit Shi Hao in the Cosmic Realm, Wang Lin planned to go with his junior brother once his secluded cultivation ended.

On one hand, to see Shi Hao.

On the other, driven by curiosity about the rare millennium event of Descent, he wanted to explore the Cosmic World, distinct from the Celestial Profound Realm, to broaden his horizon and foundation.

Better not miss such a chance, as encountering Descent again might take thousands of years.

"Alright, that's it then, I have so errands and need to head out. You don't need to watch over these next few days."

Having said that, Chen Zhixing's figure flashed and vanished before Wang Lin.

Wang Lin: "..."

After a few seconds of silence, he stood up and bowed.

"Farewell, Master."

...

Truthfully, teaching a disciple like Wang Lin was quite dull.

Honest, reserved, humble, loyal.

No trouble or petty issues, not causing any problems, outside minor cultivation difficulties, he rely respects the teacher—he doesn't even know how to suck up to Chen Zhixing.

Truly devoid of amusent.

In comparison, Shi Hao might be sowhat better, but not by much, just sweeter talk, occasionally stirring up so trouble for Chen Zhixing's amusent.

"Then my brain must have been kicked by a mule back then, already taking disciples, why didn't I accept two warm-hearted female disciples, instead of choosing these two wooden blocks?"

On his way to the Snowfield Plateau, Chen Zhixing couldn't help but grumble.

While appealing and charming, female disciples provide a way to relax occasionally, and Chen Zhixing began feeling more displeased with Wang Lin and Shi Hao.

Yet, he was purely rambling.

Even if given a hundred opportunities for a fresh start, placing two graceful, gifted female disciples alongside Shi Hao and Wang Lin, Chen Zhixing would still opt for Wang Lin and Shi Hao from West Profound.