Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

Chapter 790 557: Slight Loneliness_2

Chen Zhixing rolled his eyes again.

Not only did he roll his eyes, he also somehow pulled out a peach from nowhere and shoved it into his mouth.

Hmm, this time returning to the Celestial Profound Realm, his role with Yimiao reversed.

It was his turn to be in the audience, watching Yimiao and Celestial Saint perform their demonstration on stage.

You don't say.

The feeling of openly enjoying the show from the sidelines was actually quite nice!

...

Inside the great hall, the atmosphere shifted from tense confrontation to hidden murderous intent.

Outside the hall, the big and the small seemed unaware of any tension, uh, actually Mo Qingyue did have a bit of tension on her face, but that was instantly resolved by a single sentence from Little Chen Zhixing.

"Don't think about it, they're not going to fight. You should know this is the Celestial Saint Palace. If Celestial Saint gets serious, both Yimiao and I would get hit just once each."

Well, that's why telling the truth is the best way to stabilize people. After hearing Chen Zhixing's words, Mo Qingyue immediately stopped feeling tense, and not only that, she even had the mood to tease Little Chen Zhixing, turning over and picking him up from the ground!

"Hey? Hey? Hey! What do you want to do!"

"Strange, don't move, sister is feeling a bit anxious, let sister hold you." Mo Qingyue said this without caring about Chen Zhixing's struggle, pulling Little Chen Zhixing into her arms with one hand, and using the other to mess around on his face: "I remember seeing you for the first time decades ago and didn't think you were that good-looking, so why after all these years, every time I see you, I can't help but want to get closer to you?"

"It's because you're getting old, and you have nowhere to vent your rampant hormones!"

"Nonsense!" Mo Qingyue smacked him on the forehead.

"Or what? Old people like kids? Grandparental love?"

Little Chen Zhixing, who was being manhandled, didn't have a nice thing to say, and after getting a smack, his words became even more provocative. Anyway, after just two sentences, Mo Qingyue, who was just excited to get close to him, turned her head and threw him into the nearby pool!

After throwing him, seeing Chen Zhixing adjust his position in mid-air and land steadily in front of the pool, Mo Qingyue couldn't help but mock him in return: "How have you survived this long!"

"By having big fists! If not, given the way I talk, wouldn't I have been beaten to death long ago?"

"You sure have some self-awareness!"

"Hey, I didn't want this either. Let me tell you, Sister Qingyue, when I used to spout nonsense I still had some scruples, but now, in the entire Celestial Profound Realm, there are very few who can make me hold my tongue."

Saying this, the little Chen Zhixing even adopted the posture of someone standing with hands behind their back, looking up proudly at the sky, embodying the solitude of a master.

Next second.

Mo Qingyue saw with a soft shout, the roof of her residential palace was slashed into fragments by an upward-charging space blade, followed by the divine sense probing of elders residing around the Celestial Saint Palace.

"Chen Zhixing, shut up! I will slaughter the entire Celestial Saint Palace today! If you dare to stop me, I will continue by slaughtering all of Jiangzhou someday to repay the blood debt you owe with Central State!"

Along with the woman's curse, Yimiao in an all-red palace gown appeared in the sky at some unknown point, surrounded by countless space fissures almost without end, ready to trigger a space collapse with the Celestial Saint Palace at any moment!

Next second, the thousands of probing divine senses retreated like receding tides.

The elders of the Celestial Saint Palace exemplified the phrase "fear the strong, not the weak", when they saw yet another Daluo Taoist Lord Yimiao going berserk, they all hid trembling in their residences, unsurprised.

Well, it wasn't the first time, and they weren't nervous at all.

Not nervous.....

As if!

Mo Qingyue, who was confident in her own Celestial Saint, upon seeing Yimiao's silhouette appear in the sky, rushed to Little Chen Zhixing's side at the first opportunity, and once more held him in her arms, speaking rapidly into his ear: "Everyone says you are the Star Venerable, the second one in three thousand years since Huayu who can confront this Daluo Saint Master. If she goes crazy, you must protect your sister me!"

At this moment, Mo Qingyue no longer cared about Chen Zhixing's previous foul mouth, holding him tightly as if safeguarding a protective talisman!

For goodness' sake!

Little Chen Zhixing, throttled till he rolled his eyes, looked helplessly at the figure in the sky.

So, can someone tell him what is going on?

Wasn't Yimiao supposed to be tearing down others' homes in the Cosmic Realm right now? How did she suddenly return and come with his true self to this Celestial Saint Palace?

Also, what's with this attitude of having to fight to the death with Celestial Saint, as if only one of them can survive?

Getting old and hitting menopause?

Pah!

Given the age of Yimiao the Old Witch, she's long since stopped menstruating!

Thoughts spun wildly, but Little Chen Zhixing's combat instincts remained reliable. When the first wave of densely packed space blades tilted down toward the entire Flying Immortal Peak, knowing there would be no danger, he still erected a Star Immortal Robe before the two of them at the first opportunity!

The Star Immortal Robe, a few feet thick, condensed entirely by tangible Starlight Power, was stable enough to ensure even if struck head-on by Yimiao's space blade, it could be filled with starlight to protect the two inside.

A full sense of security!

Of course, this was just a psychological effect, because as the falling space blades descended, a large hand first grabbed fiercely toward them, clutching all the void blades within its palm, and then tossing them outside the Celestial Profound Realm!

The one who intervened was naturally Celestial Saint.

With him around, there was no way he'd stand by and watch Yimiao wreak havoc in the Celestial Saint Palace.

Only, his intervention couldn't stop what came next.

Yimiao, who had her own strike broken by Celestial Saint, wasn't the slightest bit angry. Instead, she gazed brightly at the great hall beneath where the roof had been broken through, another massive space fissure, a thousand feet large, appeared over her head, seemingly ready to destroy the entire Flying Immortal Peak at any moment.

Seeing this, Celestial Saint within the great hall finally let out a sigh.

"Fine, let's go beyond the heavens. This time, I'll make you give up."

With his words, a white light shot straight upward from the great hall, flying out of the Celestial Profound Realm.

Yimiao followed closely.

"Gladly!"

Once they had left.

On the spot.

In the ruins, Chen Zhixing's avatar emerged, and seeing Mo Qingyue holding his Thought Incarnation in front of her, he was momentarily stunned, then a warm smile appeared on his face:

"Sister Qingyue, don't worry, the Celestial Saint from our sect and the Saint Master Yimiao have gone beyond the heavens, their battle won't affect this Flying Immortal Peak."

While speaking, Chen Zhixing also walked slowly to Mo Qingyue, even winking at his Thought Incarnation being held by her.

The Thought Incarnation rolled its eyes, reluctant to speak.

And then....

Mo Qingyue suddenly spoke up: "No way, I don't believe you, just now your Incarnation said, that in the whole Celestial Profound there's almost no one you fear, and right after saying that came just what happened....."

"Uh."

Chen Zhixing smiled slightly at her words: "Indeed, my Incarnation did not exaggerate, it's just that the Celestial Saint of your sect and the Daluo Saint Master Yimiao belong to those few I still respect, and today we happened to encounter both of them in a bad mood, not wanting to give me face, and got into a fight directly."

"I don't care! I don't care what you say, I'm not letting go!"

"Uh...."

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing sighed helplessly.

With his wisdom, how could he not understand the implication in Mo Qingyue's words, the hint couldn't be clearer, but.....

Forget it, after all, he plans to leave several Thought Incarnations in the Celestial Profound Realm in the future, this incarnation might as well stay in the Celestial Saint Palace to keep Mo Qingyue company.

Thinking this, Chen Zhixing didn't even consider whether his Thought Incarnation would agree, just giving Mo Qingyue a nod before looking up at the sky, then took a step and disappeared.

After he left.

Mo Qingyue put Little Chen Zhixing down from mid-air, but still held onto him with one hand.

Her gaze.

Showed a hint of loneliness.