Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 727: Chapter 526: Worry-Free

Chen Wanhong still remembered that his family initially planned for him to guard Circulation Island for a century, to open up sea areas for the family. After a hundred years, he would return to Ziwei Mountain.

At that time, Chen Wanhong, already having the Wuyou Immortal inheritance, didn’t take it seriously. A century was nothing but a nap for him.

But... how many centuries have passed now?

When his grandfather Chen Changfeng passed away, no one informed him. When his parents passed away, due to overseas chaos, he never returned. When blood relatives, siblings one by one passed away, he was asleep, euphemistically called in seclusion.

Two thousand years have passed, his children and grandchildren are all gone. Some of them, he as the elder, never even met.

Now, finally, someone tells him he is free.

Not to mention friends, even his own home, Ziwei Mountain! Disappeared???

Where is he supposed to go?

"I... I... Shanchen, where has Ziwei Mountain gone?" At this moment, Chen Wanhong was truly confused, staring intently at Chen Shanchen, hoping to get a definite answer from his mouth.

"The Mountain Protection Array was activated, hiding it from the Celestial Profound Realm," Chen Shanchen said softly. "Some years ago, the previous family leader, Chen Zhixing, obtained the position of Star Taoist Monarch. He was forced by True Monarch Yimiao from the Daluo Taoist Lands, having no choice but to hide Ziwei Mountain in the void to avoid disaster. If calculated, it’ll be eighty-four years before Ziwei Mountain returns."

"Ziwei Mountain wasn’t destroyed? Shanchen, tell me the truth. I... can handle it!" As he spoke, Chen the Ninth gripped a jade bracelet in his hand, already showing cracks.

"It’s truly not," Chen Shanchen said with a bitter smile.

He knew, this Ninth Uncle had truly suffered too much in his life, now fearing to hear any bad news.

If there really was any, it might shatter his Tao heart!

"It’s good, it’s good," Chen the Ninth sighed with relief, then angrily shouted, "That Old Witch Yimiao is utterly despicable. Back when grandfather was alive, the Old Witch couldn’t wait to live in my Chen Family, even calling grandfather her lifelong confidant. And what now? How long has grandfather been gone, and she’s struck so cruelly! Truly wishing my Chen Family were destroyed!!!"

"Ninth Uncle, Noble Families and Holy Lands have always interacted this way. Close because of one person, isolated because of one person. That Daluo Saint Master was only Ancestor Chang Feng’s friend, not a friend of my Chen Family."

"But she can’t force my Chen Family into a desperate situation! Even common people wouldn’t do such things, right!!!" Chen the Ninth was still very angry.

Seeing this, Chen Shanchen sighed with a bitter smile.

Chen Shanchen, who understood the inside story of the Ziwei Chen Family, knew it couldn’t really be blamed on Yimiao. Initially, Yimiao came to Ziwei Mountain intending to assist an old friend.

Under normal development, the Ziwei Chen Family should have bowed their heads, endured this calamity, and then welcomed great fortune with a Taoist Lord emerging, enjoying millennia of prosperity.

Unfortunately, a certain younger generation from his family didn’t agree, got into a conflict, and even stabbed Yimiao in front of her, leading to Ziwei Mountain going into seclusion.

Thinking this way, Chen Shanchen wanted to explain a bit.

"Ninth Uncle..."

"No need to say anymore, no matter what Yimiao thinks, since she took advantage of the absence in my Chen Family forcing it to seal the mountain for a hundred years, now that I re-enter the world, I will definitely settle this account with Yimiao!"

Saying this, Chen the Ninth didn’t wait for any more words from Chen Shanchen and directly vanished.

Chen Shanchen: "???"

What? You just left, without asking any questions?

Stunned for about three to five seconds, Chen Shanchen shook his head with a bitter smile.

"With Ninth Uncle’s temperament, I fear he doesn’t truly hold a grudge against that Daluo Saint Master, he just doesn’t want to continue staying on this Circulation Island, so he found an excuse to leave."

Chen Shanchen felt Chen Wanhong was just silencing him, preventing him from speaking to retain him.

That’s pretty much the actual situation.

After leaving the place of seclusion, Chen Wancheng directly traversed through the void, speeding towards the direction of East Profound State.

He wants to go home and take a look.

Even if Ziwei Mountain is sealed now, surely the massive Jiangzhou City wouldn’t also disappear, right?

As long as Jiangzhou City is there, it doesn’t hinder him from taking a stroll.

Brothels, taverns, opera troupes, food inns, racecourses.

Living in this world, if not carefree, how can it be called Wuyou?

...

Chen Wanhong left without a care.

So much so, many things were left unknown.

For example, the entrance taxes at the borders of East Profound State have not been collected by the Immortal Ascension Sect for the past hundred years since Huayu Immortal Venerable left.

Don’t get it wrong.

If Immortal Ascension Sect doesn’t collect, other Holy Lands will still handle it. This Tao practice fee is inevitably not spared.

It’s just that Huayu Immortal Venerable is Huayu Immortal Venerable, with a person’s name casting a shadow. When Huayu was around, no one dared evade this entrance tax, but if someone else takes over, this Tao practice fee naturally won’t be as stable.

In fact, looking across the six continents in the Celestial Profound Realm, only in East Profound State, where the mountain gates of the Three Great Sacred Lands are located, and in Julu Continent, entirely ruled by Demons, is this tax collected. By comparison, in Julu Continent, the tax-collecting organization is the Human Race’s ’Demon Suppression Pass,’ collecting taxes for the benefit of cultivators guarding the Demon Race. After all, they guard the Demon Race, taking a salary is completely justified and convincing.

But here in East Profound State.....

East Coast, Yandang Mountain.

"What did you say? There’s a tax for entering East Profound State???"

Flying directly and swiftly, Chen Wanhong looked at the three ’White-clothed Young Generals’ ahead, his mind flooded with questions.