Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 726: Chapter 525: Hometown_2

To be honest, if it ever came down to that point, Chen Shanchen would be willing to be a stepping stone for this younger generation, and he would even gladly see it happen.

But unfortunately....

"They don’t dare, haha, saying that the Ziwei Mountain lineage is in decline, yet in front of me, they don’t dare to utter a word of protest. Just because a Tianheng appeared, do they really think the Star Island lineage is rising? Alas, these kids don’t know that the Longevity True Monarch is just a True Monarch. If he were in East Profound, he too would have to live cautiously. Where does their arrogance come from..."

In the forbidden grounds at the center of Circulation Island, Chen Shanchen bent over, beating his sore back while complaining to the young man seated on the stone platform in front of him.

"Longevity True Monarch, Longevity True Monarch, what’s the use of longevity? If you were born on East Profound Continent, you would just be a pig or dog raised by the Three Great Sacred Lands... They all say a Huayu emerged from the Loose Cultivators, joined the Immortal Ascension Sect, and even inherited the position of Master of the Holy Land, becoming an Immortal Venerable later on... but they don’t realize how many years it took for a Huayu to appear, and how many more years it would take to achieve another, it’s not that easy..."

"..."

"Cough... cough cough... Ancestor, please say something, Shanchen is old and cannot serve you for many more days. If you don’t speak to me more, Shanchen will be off to the Spirit Realm, and when those five go, they won’t be able to listen to your teachings anymore."

"Old... Ancestor?"

The young man on the stone platform seemed irritated by his nagging, and finally, after lifting one eyebrow and opening a sliver of his eyes, an echo finally returned to the space: "I remember I am your Ninth Uncle, Shanchen. The way you call me, I’m afraid when I die, your father will come after me with a knife."

"Hehe, Ancestor, what are you talking about? My father is an honest man, how would he... Oh, I remember now, my father did once raise a knife against you, hahahaha, I can’t remember things clearly as I age."

The young man: "..."

Just feeling helpless.

At such an advanced age, why come here to act like a clown?

As for the family affairs?

Do they have anything to do with him?

All the sons, grandsons, and great-grandsons of Chen the Ninth are dead, and as for the next generations... what business is it of his!

It’s only that his last grown nephew is still alive, and occasionally comes to see him, or else the Star Island Chen Family... has nothing to do with him!

Chen the Ninth grew up on Ziwei Mountain, spending his adolescence listening to the tunes sung by the girls in Jiangzhou City, and became a man while resting on Cui’er’s bosom.

As for the Circulation Tao?

To him, it was just a place his family assigned him to guard, a prison that trapped him.

Only that the time of this guard duty was a bit long, in the blink of an eye, it had already been two thousand years.

Finally, both of the boy’s eyes opened.

At first glance at Chen Shanchen in front of him, the boy seemed a bit startled. After a moment of adjustment, he finally spoke bitterly: "Shanchen, you’re old."

"Ah yes, Ninth Uncle, Shanchen is old, but you’re still young, maybe you can live for thousands more years."

Chen Shanchen squinted with his eyes, his old face showing a fox-like grin from his younger days, genuinely pleased to see the boy awakened again after so many years.

The boy rose from the stone platform.

In one step, he walked to the front of Chen Shanchen, extending his hand to rest on his shoulder.

Then, his brow furrowed.

"What’s with your lifespan?"

"It’s nothing, just the old wounds from my youth showing as I age."

While speaking, Chen Shanchen began to cough again.

His lifespan was indeed not much, but it wasn’t too little either, at least over a hundred years, more than a lifetime for an ordinary person.

Seeing this, the boy’s brow furrowed even deeper.

He continued calculating with his fingers.

A moment later, he sighed helplessly.

"It’s been over four hundred years since I last woke up?"

"Ninth Uncle, you are akin to an Immortal, sleeping for a thousand years without any difference."

"Nonsense, you looking for a beating!"

"Hehehe, but that’s the truth. Ninth Uncle, you count, in the entire Celestial Profound Realm, besides those old things in the Three Great Sacred Lands, who else has as long a lifespan as yours? Not to mention, in your current state, sleeping for another ten thousand years would be just like a fleeting dream to you."

As he spoke, a hint of envy flashed in Chen Shanchen’s eyes.

His Ninth Uncle, the Great Dream Master of the Chen Family.

A thousand-year slumber as an Wuyou Immortal, tens of thousands of years passing like a mere moment.

As for why so.

It was nothing more than his inherent physique, the cultivation technique he practiced, and the encounters he experienced, which led to the nearly terrifyingly long lifespan and slumbering prowess of Chen the Ninth, Chen Wanhong!

Chen Wanhong held the character "Wan" in his generation, his father being the elder brother of Chen Tianyuan, making him the grandson of the Chen Family’s initial progenitor.

The seniority was terrifyingly high.

"It isn’t that easy."

Upon hearing Chen Shanchen’s words, Chen the Ninth simply shook his head indifferently.

A moment later, he first froze, then with a pale face, looked at Chen Shanchen and said:

"Uncle Tianyuan, he... has passed?"

"Ninth Uncle, please restrain your grief, Grandmaster Tianyuan transcended into the Spirit Realm two years ago, enjoying eternal freedom there."

"How did he die? Who did it?" The young man’s face showed fierceness, as if he wanted to devour someone.

"Ninth Uncle, you jest. Ancestor Tianyuan lived his lifespan to the end."

"Impossible! I clearly calculated... it was possible! It was entirely possible!"

"The ancestor indeed reached the end of his life, Ninth Uncle, you know it, when the Chen Family elders age, they always prepare for the next generation, Ancestor Tianyuan did the same. And this deal was worthwhile, a big gain, a big gain indeed!"

As he spoke, tears also shimmered in Chen Shanchen’s eyes.

Yes, when you are old, if you don’t die when it’s time, then what are you waiting for?

Do you want to be like him, a roadblock, a stumbling stone for descendants?

From this perspective, Chen Shanchen really envied Ancestor Tianyuan. At least, his death was valuable, truly paving a future for Ziwei Mountain, and it even produced someone seen as capable of assuming the role of Huayu Immortal Venerable in the eyes of the Three Great Sacred Lands.

How much he wished he had such an opportunity.

"So, Uncle Tianyuan, he, burned up?"

"Mm, burned up, for the child Zhixing to see, and that child now... has become a Venerable."

"Become a Venerable... a Venerable indeed."

The once excited boy, upon hearing the word ’Venerable,’ seemed bewildered again, stumbling backward a few steps, almost unable to stand upright and falling to the ground.

"Becoming a Venerable is good, for a Venerable fulfills the Chen Family’s grand wish of three thousand years, becoming a Venerable is indeed good...."

"Yes, first the Demon Venerable, then the Star Venerable, stirring up the Central State alone, forcing even the Daluo Taoist Lands to bow... nurturing such a junior, Grandmaster Tianyuan’s life was not in vain, it was truly worth it."

"It really is possible to become a Venerable..."

"Yes, Ninth Uncle, that child became a Venerable, you are free now, no longer needing to be constrained alongside me here on Circulation Island, you can finally venture out and see the world."

Saying this, Chen Shanchen’s old eyes squinted with a happy smile again.

It was evident that he was genuinely delighted for his Ninth Uncle’s liberation.

Two thousand years ago, having an extraordinary encounter yet stuck in the Master Realm, it was said to be the limit of the cultivation technique and the encounter, but is life really deterministic?

If the young man hadn’t been stuck on Circulation Island, forbidden from traveling for a full two thousand years, no matter how high the threshold, it should have been overcome!

"Ninth Uncle, you could go and see the customs and traditions of South Yan Profound State, venture north into that Demon Country, or explore the worlds beyond the heavens. When you’re tired, return to Ziwei Mountain in Jiangzhou, see the landscapes there, and maybe even light a few incense sticks for Ancestor Tianyuan on my behalf to pay respects to him..."

"Yes, go pay respects, go pay respects, I’ll go right now... wait, where the heck is Ziwei Mountain!!!"

Initially lost in the liberating thought, upon hearing he had to go pay respects, Chen the Ninth instinctively counted using his fingers.

And with this calculation.

Good heavens, Ziwei Mountain was gone!

This discovery startled Chen the Ninth so much that he couldn’t sit still, suddenly rising to his feet...