Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family

"Northern Land, Floating Mountain..."

Chen Zhixing's eyes flickered as he firmly etched this name into his mind.

Even though he didn't know what kind of place Floating Mountain was, since it made his grandfather refrain from making any moves all these years, even refusing to say much when he asked about it personally,

he understood that Floating Mountain... likely involved nothing less than the Peak Realm!

Otherwise, it would never make his grandfather so wary!

Shaking his head, Chen Zhixing no longer dwelled on it. He was never one to waste mental energy on things that haven't happened yet.

As long as his strength was sufficient when the time came, everything would naturally fall into place!

He stepped out of the forbidden area.

At the foot of the main peak, countless cultivators of the Chen Family had already gathered, gazing fervently at Chen Zhixing.

No resistance, no rejection, no confusion!

Only endless yearning and expectation!

Chen Zhixing glanced around at the crowd; nearly everyone from the Ziwei Chen Family was present.

With just a cursory sweep of his gaze, he discovered that nearly a hundred True Self Realm cultivators existed in the Ziwei Chen Family now!

What is the concept of nearly a hundred True Self Realm individuals?

In the entire East Profound Domain, there was likely no other force besides the Three Great Immortal Tao Lineages that could produce so many True Self Realm experts at once!

"Disperse," he said.

After nodding slightly toward the foot of the mountain, Chen Zhixing walked toward the Third Peak.

After all, there was the enthronement ceremony three days later; there was no rush to speak now.

Walking along the path of the Third Peak.

In earlier years, the Third Peak was bleak compared to the other peaks, almost barren with only a few poplar trees. But now, it was lush with greenery and vibrant foliage, brimming with life and the promise of spring.

True Self Flowers!

Nine Nether Divine Grass!

Dragon Blood Wood!

Celestial Mist Wind Tree!

Rare heavenly materials and earthly treasures could be seen everywhere along the mountainside, gently swaying in the breeze, exuding a refreshing fragrance.

Various small creatures, like squirrels, roamed the verdant woodlands. Upon seeing Chen Zhixing's arrival, they mimicked human gestures, standing upright, bowing, and saluting.

Under the Pure Land Dojo of the Third Peak, it seemed the entire peak was awakening its intelligence, moving toward an indescribable direction.

From afar.

The distinctive aroma of cooking wafted from a distance.

Chen Zhixing's nose twitched slightly, not needing to look to know it must be that girl Biluo cooking braised pork again.

He had eaten this dish for over ten years; the taste was deeply imprinted in his bones.

"Finally home, so tired."

Chen Zhixing stretched lazily, visibly growing weary.

Yet, a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Home at last.

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Meanwhile.

With the Peer Ancestor of the Chen Family proclaiming on behalf of the Heavenly Dao, announcing to the entire East Profound Domain that Chen Zhixing would assume the position of Master of the Ziwei Star in three days,

the entire East Profound Domain was stirred, various forces harbored thoughts, manifesting undercurrents.

Although the Ziwei Chen Family had deliberately concealed its strength over the years, no one was a fool. The Ziwei Chen Family successively flattened the Qing State Meng Family, Medicine King Valley, and other forces, exhausting all resources.

Later, Chen Zhixing acquired various heavenly materials and earthly treasures in that Ancient Land Mini World.

As a result, people suspected that the Ziwei Chen Family, originally with over ten True Self Realm individuals, had likely doubled in number!

Some daring people even claimed that the Ziwei Chen Family's True Self Realm experts might number close to fifty now!

Such a colossal force suddenly changing its leader could greatly influence the East Profound Domain, leaving others restless.

At this moment.

Deep in the Southern Border.

On a mountain cliff, the mountain wind howled, causing the grass to sway endlessly.

A slender figure in a black dragon emperor robe stood at the mountain peak, letting the strong wind tousle his long black hair and robes.

He gazed into the distance, his expression complex.

"Have you finally mastered the seal and ascended to the position of Master of the Ziwei Star?"

He spoke softly, as if muttering to himself or speaking to someone.

His mind drifted back sixteen years, envisioning the child babbling in swaddling clothes.

"Duolong, what are you thinking about?"

At that moment, a figure in a black robe, with a 'seven' character engraved on his left forehead, approached from behind and patted Chen Zhaosheng's shoulder.

"Nothing, just wondering when we can return to the past."

Chen Zhaosheng retracted his gaze and smiled slightly at the figure beside him.

"Soon. More than half of the thirty-six saints bestowed by His Majesty have already awoken."

Seven cradled his hands in his sleeves, like an old man fearing the cold in the Northern Land's sun.

"I hope it's soon. This era... feels too alien."

Chen Zhaosheng chuckled.

"Very soon. Duolong, you might not know, but just now, Lord Chancellor successfully awoke and reincarnated!"

Seven spoke.

Upon hearing this.

Chen Zhaosheng's pupils contracted immediately, his mind automatically conjuring a cunning, emaciated figure.

"Let's go. Lord Chancellor has awoken, and upon knowing of your successful awakening, specifically sent me to find you."

Seven patted Chen Zhaosheng's shoulder, then gazed toward the distant Northern Desert.

"Duolong, according to Lord Chancellor's plan, we'll soon depart for the depths of the Northern Desert to awaken the hundred thousand slumbering souls!"

"By then, the world will truly be in chaos."

Chen Zhaosheng remained silent, but a grave expression gradually emerged from deep within his eyes.

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Meanwhile.

On a journey to the Northern Land, within a forest.

An elder with disheveled white hair walked barefoot with a bare, muscular torso.

Suddenly, he looked upward, revealing a faint smile.

"Zhi'er, you will surely surpass your grandfather."

Chen Daoyan took a deep breath, his rugged eyes full of determination.

The next moment.

His gaze shifted toward the Northern Land, the determination in his eyes even stronger.

"Zhi'er, just wait and see."

"Grandfather will slay a Peak Reincarnation as a gift for you!"

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Far from the heart of the East Profound Domain, in Yanzhou, on a remote plateau.

Here snowfalls year-round, and even birds find it difficult to cross the towering, snow-covered, glacial peaks that rise skyward, like natural barriers.

In this place, life is deathly silent; all one can see is desolation, and the ever-present cold wind freezes all living things to death.

This is the Frozen Plateau, home of the Snow Demons.

And it's also a terrifying place where living men from the East Profound Domain are forbidden to venture close.

Here, life is extinct, and the atmosphere is desolate.

In this place, beneath the icy land, lies a community of Snow Demons.

And here is the Frozen Plateau, forbidden to East Profound inhabitants.

In one of these snowy cells.

There was a middle-aged man with disheveled white hair, bare-chested and barefoot, walking through the forest.

"Zhi'er, you must be sixteen by now, right?"

He tilted his head and spoke.

"Nothing, just wondering when we can return to the way things once were."

Beside him, a figure in a black robe with a 'Seven' carved on the left side of their forehead came forward and patted Chen Zhaosheng's shoulder.

The air in the entire icy cell fell silent, until, after a pause,

"Zhi'er... must be sixteen now, right?"

The middle-aged man nodded slightly, his worn-out features softening with a hopeful smile.

"Soon...with the awakening of the Ancient Lands... we'll be back."

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