Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family-Chapter 71: Celestial River Mountain! The Hazy Silhouette Standing in the Mist

By the time Ruan Nanzhu had finished washing and dressing up and was heading to the main hall, the breakfast banquet was already over.

Chen Zhixing was sitting on a sandalwood chair, sipping tea with a calm gaze, occasionally exchanging a few words with Ruan Zhenlong, making Ruan Zhenlong nod frequently.

"Third Young Master."

Ruan Nanzhu walked over and greeted softly.

"Oh? Miss Nanzhu, you’ve come at just the right time."

Chen Zhixing raised his head and gave Ruan Nanzhu a slight smile, putting down his teacup and saying, "I heard from Patriarch Ruan that Miss Nanzhu plans to study at my Ziwei Chen Family. Is that true?"

"Indeed." Ruan Nanzhu nodded.

Chen Zhixing smiled and said, "Miss Ruan’s talents are extraordinary. To have you study at our Chen Family is a privilege. In my opinion, there’s no time like the present, so why not set off today, and let Elder Nether take you to the Chen Family?"

"Leave today?"

Ruan Nanzhu was stunned, not expecting the departure to be so rushed.

"Why? Does Miss Nanzhu have any other matters to attend to?" Chen Zhixing raised an eyebrow and asked.

Ruan Nanzhu glanced at Ruan Zhenlong and his wife, who were frantically winking at her, and had no choice but to nod, saying, "As the Third Young Master orders."

"Alright, then Miss Ruan, go pack the things you need to bring. Oh, and you may take a few personal maids with you. It would be convenient to have someone familiar to care for you there." Chen Zhixing smiled warmly.

After Ruan Nanzhu hurriedly left.

"Third Young Master, from what you’re suggesting, you don’t plan to return with me?" Elder Nether, standing behind Chen Zhixing, frowned and asked.

"Hmm, I have some personal matters to attend to. Elder Nether, you take Miss Ruan back to the Chen Family first..."

Before Chen Zhixing could finish his sentence.

"What?"

Elder Nether’s voice suddenly rose by a few decibels, shaking his head vigorously, "No, no, absolutely not! Third Young Master, your situation is critical now, and nothing must go wrong! I am your Guardian; how can I leave you to act alone? This matter must not be brought up again, otherwise..."

Swish!

A profound light mirror used specifically for recording appeared in Chen Zhixing’s hand.

Elder Nether’s face froze instantly, and his originally unstoppable words abruptly came to a halt.

"Elder Nether, you spoke a bit loudly just now, and I didn’t quite catch it. Could you repeat that?" Chen Zhixing blinked at Elder Nether.

"Cough, cough..."

Elder Nether cleared his throat forcefully, then took a deep breath, his expression becoming kind and amiable:

"What I meant to say was, the Third Young Master is now grown and should have some freedom and privacy. Like a fledgling eagle, needing to learn to fly alone, right? Rest assured, Third Young Master, I support your decision one hundredfold!"

Chen Zhixing nodded with a smile, "I enjoy interacting with someone as sensible as Elder Nether."

Elder Nether looked at Chen Zhixing’s smiling face and couldn’t help but twitch his eye corner.

To hell with being sensible!

If it weren’t for that mirror recording my blather, I’d let you know today what domineering truly means...

At the same time.

Elder Nether quickly calculated in his mind that the Third Young Master is currently in the Divine Travel Realm and possesses multiple dharma treasures personally gifted by the Patriarch. Even if he encountered an ordinary True Self Realm, without a siege lasting three days and nights, it would be difficult to kill the Third Young Master.

And this time would be sufficient for the Ziwei Chen Family to reach any place in Youzhou!

It was at this moment.

Ruan Zhenlong, who had been listening on the side and dared not interrupt, finally spoke cautiously:

"Youzhou is barren, with not many experts. As long as the Third Young Master avoids Celestial River Mountain, I think there will be no trouble."

"Celestial River Mountain?"

Chen Zhixing’s heart was moved upon hearing it, and asked casually, "What’s with Celestial River Mountain?"

Ruan Zhenlong replied, "Third Young Master, you might not know this being new to Youzhou, but three days ago, in the vicinity of Celestial River Mountain, a site suspected to be an inheritance of an Ancient Sword God was discovered. Now, most of the sword dao experts in Youzhou have set off for Celestial Gate Mountain!"

"I see."

Chen Zhixing nodded slightly, but a hint of darkness flashed in his eyes.

He never expected that the inheritance site, which only appeared in Ye Chen’s hands in the game ’Great Cultivation’ from his past life, would reappear in reality!

Is this the butterfly effect caused by my killing of Ye Chen?

As Chen Zhixing’s mind was clouded with such thoughts.

"Do not worry, young lord. Without my key, no one can enter the inheritance site of the Sword God."

A somewhat tired and icy mature female voice suddenly echoed in Chen Zhixing’s mind.

"Oh? Mr. Cyan Pheasant, you’re awake?"

Chen Zhixing’s mind slightly reacted.

Since the last time within the tomb of Taoist Jiu Feng when Chen Zhixing had acquired three wondrous treasures, he had also found many dharma treasures gathered by Taoist Jiu Feng in life within the stone chamber.

Taoist Jiu Feng only had Divine Travel Cultivation, so the level of the dharma treasures collected wouldn’t be too high.

Chen Zhixing considered them rather useless, so he willingly left them for Cyan Pheasant.

Thus.

In that stone chamber, Chen Zhixing continuously comprehended the ’Nine Gods Technique,’ while Cyan Pheasant started madly absorbing the Soldier Qi within those dharma treasures.

Afterwards, when Chen Zhixing left the tomb of Taoist Jiu Feng, Cyan Pheasant entered a deep slumber.

"Not fully awakened yet, still absorbing and digesting, but almost there."

Cyan Pheasant’s tired voice came through.

"Young lord, I shall continue to sleep for a while longer. When you reach Celestial River Mountain, just call for me. I have a feeling I can restore to the Peak of Divine Travel Realm this time."

"Alright." Chen Zhixing nodded, feeling slightly relieved.

With that, the Sword God inheritance needn’t be rushed.

A moment later.

Ignoring Ruan Zhenlong’s attempts to persuade him to stay, Chen Zhixing left the Ruan Mansion alone.

...

...

Several hours later.

The evening sun was setting.

On a western ancient road with sparse winds and a lean horse.

Along an official path leading to Celestial River Mountain, deserted long ago.

Chen Zhixing wasn’t in a hurry, but rather leading a frail, bony old horse found by the roadside, walking slowly along the path.

"Celestial River Mountain is not far from Wuxuan City, just over seven hundred li. At the current pace, I should arrive by dawn tomorrow,"

Chen Zhixing thought silently, calculating the time.

As the sky grew darker, shadows deepened.

With the darkening sky, thick mountain fog began to rise from both sides of the path, then swirling up, causing the entire official path to become hazy and unclear.

The once barren, deathly silent ruined path seemed inexplicably eerie.

Suddenly.

Chen Zhixing halted and looked forward.

The skeletal old horse he was leading sensed something and shifted restlessly, emitting low whinnies.

"What is that...?" Chen Zhixing’s gaze sharpened.

He saw at the forefront of the path, within a thick mist.

A figure shrouded in a broad black robe, wearing a hood, with small flames embroidered on the robe, stood at the edge of visibility.

He slowly lifted his head, revealing a sinister golden spider mask under the hood.

"Ziwei Chen Family, Third Young Master, Chen Zhixing?"

"From Yanzhou to Youzhou... I have been waiting for you for a long time..."

An eerie voice, merging multiple voices into one, emanated from the cloaked figure’s mouth.

With the voice of the cloaked figure.

In the thick mist behind Chen Zhixing.

An arm, as pale as if fished from water with no hint of blood, silently emerged.

Then.

This pale arm spread its fingers with black nails wide open, slowly approaching Chen Zhixing’s back.

Closer.

Ever closer.

The next moment!

This pale hand suddenly accelerated, ruthlessly grabbing towards Chen Zhixing’s head!!!