Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

Chen Feng was momentarily speechless.

Looking at the 'old father' with a guilty expression, Chen Feng took a deep breath.

Softly said, "Everything is fine. I am currently preparing to break through to the mid-stage of Nascent Soul."

Upon hearing this, Qiu Lingzun's face showed a hint of joy, followed by a stronger sense of guilt.

Over the years, he had not been able to help his daughter and could only watch her drift to the Southern Region.

Becoming the lord of a small city, guarding a first-grade spiritual vein.

How hateful!

From the information provided by the other party, Chen Feng heard some different news.

For example, the previous emperor.

Countless information deductions emerged in his mind for a moment.

Various causes and effects.

No wonder, as one of the three major families, the Qiu family could only watch their own daughter drift away.

After Qiu Lingzun inquired about Chen Ruoxi's well-being for a while, he pondered for a moment.

Then, feeling a bit hesitant, he asked, "I heard that Jiao'er has given birth to a son now..."

Chen Feng: ...

"Cough cough."

Chen Feng cleared his throat twice, his eyes flickering.

The Mountain Lord on the side also paused for a moment.

He quickly waved his hand, and a barrier enveloped the three of them.

Causing the surrounding Nascent Soul powerhouses who intentionally or unintentionally approached to eavesdrop and try to hear something to show a regretful expression.

"Yes, his name is Chen Chuhao. He has dual ice and thunder spiritual roots and has already reached Foundation Building," Chen Feng said.

"Hmm?"

Qiu Lingzun suddenly froze, his mouth agape.

"Wait, you said he has reached Foundation Building?"

Qiu Lingzun couldn't believe his ears. His own grandson.

Dual spiritual roots were one thing, but as far as he knew, he was only in his twenties, right?

"That's right." Chen Feng also felt a bit proud when he said this.

"Damn, I like this name." Qiu Lingzun's face lit up, nodding gently.

He expressed great approval for this name.

Chen Feng cleared his throat twice.

"Chen Chuhao."

"Oh, right, Chuhao, hahaha."

Qiu Lingzun's face also lit up, feeling extremely happy.

He was also aware of the matter regarding Chen Ruoxi.

A sixty-year-old Gold Core stage cultivator allowed him to hold his head high among his old friends.

And now, his little grandson was even more formidable.

"How old is Chuhao?" he asked.

His eyes flickered slightly.

"Thirteen." Chen Feng pondered for a moment and said softly.

"Thirteen, hahaha, good... wait, what did you say?"

"What did you say?"

"Thirteen years old?!"

The two old men exclaimed in unison, their expressions frozen on their faces.

Chen Feng touched his nose in annoyance. Even he found it terrifying that Chen Chuhao had reached Foundation Building at the age of thirteen.

He had even given that half-immortal relic to the little guy.

He had long anticipated the shock of the two old men.

Qiu Lingzun looked up to the sky and let out a long howl.

This scene was extremely bizarre.

Outside the barrier, the Nascent Soul cultivators watched Qiu Lingzun, who was tilting his head back and making a wolf howl with a strange smile on his face.

They were also amazed.

"Old Qiu, calm down."

Chu Yunzhen walked forward and grabbed his shoulder, shaking him vigorously.

Those who didn't know would have thought the two were fighting.

In fact, Chu Yunzhen was also extremely delighted.

Finally, he had caught an opportunity.

"Old ghost Yun, stop shaking me!"

Qiu Lingzun pushed Chu Yunzhen away and returned to his normal expression.

Softly said, "Once this matter is settled, can I go back and see my grandson?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Feng looked at him, then looked at the sky.

He had no problem, but what about Xia Jiao?

How will she react?

Chen Feng did not agree and shook his head.

"You should talk to Jiao'er about this."

Qiu Lingzun's face showed a hint of disappointment. "Will she meet with me?"

"Damn it, don't you know what kind of personality Jiao is?"

Chu Yun stepped forward and slapped him.

"Regardless, you must go and meet her!"

"It's not your fault for what happened back then!"

"Who knows, Chu Tianzhang is such a bastard, and Yun Ming is so unreasonable, favoring that bastard kid!"

"I understand..." Qiu Lingzun nodded and looked at Chen Feng, clasping his hands together.

"Husband, I will rely on you then."

"You're flattering me." Chen Feng took a step forward and lifted Qiu Lingzun's hand.

"At that time, you can come back with me, I believe Jiao'er will understand."

Hearing their conversation, Chen Feng suddenly understood.

He imagined a scene of love and hatred.

However, as the two main culprits of that incident, one died in the national war.

The other was killed by himself in the secret realm.

It can be considered as settling karma.

After this matter was resolved, the atmosphere between the three of them improved.

They started talking, and Chen Feng also understood.

The so-called Grand Marshal is just a small boat in political struggles.

In the end, it's still a matter of strength.

Everything is fine now, but it's only on the surface.

If he hadn't stopped at Nascent Soul, everything would probably not be like it is now.

Chu Yunjie and Huayu both gave him benefits.

It can be seen as an investment.

Furthermore, even if something happens, Chen Feng can take all his descendants and leave.

There are many places to settle in the world. After a few hundred years, he will definitely break through Soul Formation and even more.

By then, who can stop him when he comes back to seek revenge?

Of course, these are all worst-case scenarios.

The people of Great Chu are not all fools.

Time passed in a flash.

The final battle for the throne broke out.

Under the gaze of more than thirty Nascent Soul cultivators from Great Chu, Chen Feng stepped slowly into the battlefield.

The center of the battlefield where he would fight Qi Yanbing.

The opponent had been waiting for a long time.

Wearing plain clothes, with a sword hanging from his waist, engraved with countless intertwined runes.

On the front of the sword, the golden characters "Great Cloud" shone brightly.

"Spiritual Treasure," Chen Feng said in a deep voice, noticing the opponent's sword at a glance.

The sword of imperial power!

"Zhuannan King of Great Chu, I have been waiting for you for a long time."

The opponent spoke first, majestic and imposing, exuding the aura of a ruler.

The aura of a ruler, incredibly powerful.

As if everything should bow down under the imperial power.

Chen Feng felt a weight on his body, as if the opponent was using his momentum to suppress him.

If the momentum was fully accumulated, the opponent's strength would probably increase even more.

In the face of the opponent's momentum, Chen Feng would be at a disadvantage.

"What do I have to fear?"

"Hahaha!"

Chen Feng laughed loudly. Since they wanted to compete in momentum, who would lose?

The power of his bloodline surged, and golden light soared into the sky, breaking through the purple clouds.

With one step, his blood and qi surged. Chen Feng smiled lightly.

A gust of wind blew, thunderous might filled the sky. Chen Feng stepped on the lightning and moved forward with the wind.

In an instant, the opponent's momentum was broken.

"Great Cloud Lord, who else in this world dares to claim invincibility?"

"Only I, Chen Feng!"

"Hahaha!"

"Boom!"

Thunder danced, golden light shone, as if the entire world was in turmoil.

Chen Feng's mana was also rapidly depleting, his hair dancing wildly.

For a moment, he seemed like a True Immortal descending to the world.