Many things in the world often exist in a form similar to a joke.
The Huayu Immortal Venerable, known as the strongest in the East Continent, was forced to retreat to the small place of Yandang Mountain due to the conflicts among his own descendants, friends, and family.
And those descendants who forced him knew why this invincible person would shrink back in Yandang Mountain.
Funny, isn’t it? Very funny.
What’s even funnier is that perhaps Huayu Immortal Venerable claimed all the talent of the Li Family, resulting in his few direct descendants having poor cultivation talent, and there hasn’t been a single one reaching the Peak Realm for two generations.
In other words, those sons and grandsons that Huayu Immortal Venerable was familiar with, are all dead.
Therefore, in the hearts of those ’Huayu Blood Relatives’ in the Immortal Ascension Sect, they did not wish for the Huayu Immortal Venerable to return to the Immortal Ascension Sacred Lands because they feared he would compete with them for power.
Yet they were also afraid of losing Huayu Immortal Venerable as a backing.....
Thus comes the current situation.
They put the Huayu Immortal Venerable on a ’divine altar’.
During holidays there’s worship, they seek protection when problems arise, and even send disciples annually to Yandang Mountain to ’pay respects to the ancestor’, hoping to learn something from them, but never once mentioning inviting the Huayu Immortal Venerable back to the Sacred Lands, not even once.
This matter not only amused the Huayu Immortal Venerable, but also made some seniors who knew the inside story feel the same way, to the point where they treated this ’family affair’ of Huayu Immortal Venerable as a joke.
Amusing yet brings about a sense of relief and sadness.
Huayu is like this, how are they any different?
Indeed.
If even the number one person in the world can be tightly bound by a network called ’emotion,’ how can those less than Huayu possibly escape this web of emotions?
...
Two days later.
Ziwei Mountain.
When Chen Zhixing saw Chen Tianyuan, dressed in a scholar’s robe, appear before him, he felt no surprise at all.
He didn’t ask any silly questions like ’Weren’t you going outside the world?’ He merely picked up a bottle of wine from the table and handed it over.
And received the answer from Chen Tianyuan, ’I don’t drink.’
Kind of boring.
"If you don’t drink, I’ll drink."
Saying that, Chen Zhixing brought the bottle near his mouth.
Three seconds later....
He spat out the bitter, spicy, slightly sour stuff to the side, looked up at the sky speechlessly: "Can this stuff even be called wine?"
Chen Tianyuan nodded with a smile: "When I first tried drinking, I thought the same, that drinking this was self-harm, then after reading many poems describing wine, I thought I might have drunk the wrong thing, and tried several others again."
"And then you stopped drinking?"
"Then I confirmed that drinking was indeed self-harm, only those described in the poems found pleasure in the self-harm process."
A rather exquisite answer made Chen Zhixing speechless.
As if people get old and like to talk about past events, wanting to pass on their experiences, wishing to leave something in this world, this time Chen Tianyuan was exceptionally talkative after the meeting.
From attire, customs, to local delicacies, and places he visited when he was young, where beauties were abundant, and where fierce women occupied.
Of course, stories about adventurous experiences he had when young were inevitably included.
Yes, some very entertaining but not quite realistic experiences.
He talked about True Monarch Yimiao, True Monarch Tihu, and many True Monarchs he knew or witnessed attaining their Longevity, naturally mentioning the Huayu True Monarch who had been revered as an Immortal Venerable.
Chen Zhixing, like a junior who loved listening to elderly stories, sat opposite with a smile, neither interrupting, letting the old man reminisce his past experiences.
Thus, Chen Tianyuan talked from sunrise to sunset.
Until the last hint of twilight faded from the sky, the old man suddenly seemed to come to, nostalgically said to Chen Zhixing:
"I’m dying soon."
"Hmm, I know."
"The Chen Family who practiced the Five Elements Qi Collection Method cannot become Longevity True Monarch, at least my talent is insufficient for that step, even if they put the Golden Nature in front of me it’s useless."
"Hmm."
"In fact, my father, your ancestor, told us this when he was alive, but over the years my siblings have all come to terms with it, only I refused to believe it, even till now."
"Hmm, Ancestor Chang Feng wasn’t wrong, you weren’t wrong either."
"Hehe, hahaha, that’s how I feel too."
Chen Tianyuan raised his hand, as if wishing to pat Chen Zhixing’s head, but realized perhaps it wasn’t appropriate as they weren’t that close and this child was now a ’big figure’.
In the end, his hand still landed on Chen Zhixing’s head.
Who cares!
What in this world can possibly concern this old man who’s about to die?
To Chen Tianyuan’s surprise, Chen Zhixing didn’t dodge, letting him rub his head.
Chen Tianyuan saw this and laughed, a very happy laugh.
"Do you know, previously with my old friends at the North Sea, we saw the Profound Turtle, and when we showed our intent to take its Golden Nature, it not only didn’t refuse, but also split a portion of its Golden Nature from its body, throwing it in front of us, saying if we could take it, it was ours."