Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 102 - 99: The Team Gradually Forms! Sword Demon Dugu Ni!

Chapter 102: Chapter 99: The Team Gradually Forms! Sword Demon Dugu Ni!

Chen Zhixing turned his head to look.

In the dark cage, a boy appearing twelve or thirteen years old, with a body as thin as a stick, shackles on his wrists and ankles, was crouched in one corner of the cage hugging his knees.

The white hemp clothes on the boy were filthy, stained with blood, some of which had long since dried and turned into black smears.

Other stains were recent, crimson and glaring.

His face was a ghastly pallor.

When Chen Zhixing looked at him, he too raised his head to look at Chen Zhixing.

In those distinctly black and white eyes, Chen Zhixing saw no vitality or hope.

Chen Zhixing looked at the boy, and inexplicably a certain kind of animal appeared in his mind.

A dog.

A homeless dog, harboring hostility against the entire world.

"Truly a gaze worthy of admiration."

Chen Zhixing looked at the boy with interest and casually asked, "What’s your name?"

The boy looked at Chen Zhixing but didn’t answer.

Instead, he lowered his head again and asked somewhat puzzled towards the empty spot next to him:

"Little sister, what are our names?"

Seeing this, Chen Zhixing frowned.

Nearby, Chen Daoyan spoke up, "This child’s family suffered a great famine; everyone in the village perished except for him who escaped. When the Chen Family found him, the child had already lost his memory, only remembering he had a younger sister."

Chen Zhixing thoughtfully nodded and said to the boy, "Can you ask your sister to come out and say hello?"

The boy raised his head and responded in a blank, numb manner:

"My sister is standing right in front of you, staring at you, can’t you see?"

Chen Zhixing lowered his head to look at the empty void in front of him, his pupils slightly narrowing.

In the next moment.

Chen Zhixing shook his head and instead asked, "Do you want to come out with me? Leave here?"

The boy did not answer but instead moved on all fours, in a flash like an animal, crawling to Chen Zhixing’s front. Then, he made a gesture as if hugging something and shrank back again.

"My sister says she likes the scent on you."

The boy raised his head to look at Chen Zhixing, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "If we go out with you, can we have enough to eat?"

"Of course."

Chen Zhixing nodded with a smile.

"Okay, then I... I have to ask my sister."

The boy lowered his head and whispered towards the side, seemingly discussing something.

After a long while, he raised his head, somewhat happily said, "My sister agreed, but... but when we go out, we want to eat mutton, is that okay?"

"Sure." Chen Zhixing nodded again.

Upon hearing this, the boy became happier, even the lifeless, numb eyes showed a glimmer of spirit.

"Then... then when do we go out?"

Chen Zhixing pondered for a moment, then flipped his right hand, revealing an ancient book.

On the cover of the pitch-black ancient book were written three characters——"Scripture of the Dead".

"I’ll give you seven days: practice this technique to the first layer, and I’ll come to take you out."

Chen Zhixing flicked his finger with a smile, and the book of cultivation techniques immediately fell into the cage.

The boy grabbed the "Scripture of the Dead" quickly and carefully stored it away.

"Hopefully, he becomes my first member of the Dark Division."

Chen Zhixing silently said in his heart, then withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward.

After leaving that cage behind.

Chen Daoyan asked somewhat teasingly, "Do you know what kind of sheep that child wants to eat?"

Chen Zhixing raised an eyebrow, was there any saying for this?

Chen Daoyan chuckled and said, "Let me tell you a story about the child’s background check."

"The year of famine, the child’s father exchanged his sister for some grain and half a slab of mutton."

"Then, when the famine worsened, his father drove him out to survive on his own."

"Later, our Ziwei Chen Family’s Dark Division personnel responsible for external introductions brought him back."

"Seeing the child was starving, they cooked a slab of mutton for him."

"Guess what this child said?"

Chen Zhixing thought for a moment, shook his head, "I don’t know."

"This child said..." Chen Daoyan chuckled and said:

"He said it’s not mutton; sheep don’t have hooves but fingers."

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhixing’s heart was slightly shocked.

After a moment, Chen Zhixing shook his head and uttered three words: "Poor soul."

Chen Daoyan patted Chen Zhixing’s shoulder and laughed:

"That child is a good kid, and his will and resilience aren’t bad."

"Once the Dark Division imprints curse seals in him and uses growth liquid to quickly shape him, creating effective combat strength."

"Then he will be your helpful assistant."

Afterwards, the two wandered around the first layer again, but Chen Zhixing saw no good candidates, so he directly proceeded to the second layer.

Compared to the abundance of cages in the first layer.

The second layer of this small world contained only seven cages in total.

Each cage was separated by a hundred zhang distance.

As Chen Zhixing and Chen Daoyan just reached the second layer, several powerful auras rushed towards them, locking onto the two tightly.

Only to see beside the corridor, numerous black fog rolling, interspersed with the scraping sound of chains on the ground.

Soon, angry roars emanated from both sides of this corridor.

"Chen Daoyan! Release me, if I do not shatter you to pieces, I am no man!!"

"Chen Daoyan! You’ve imprisoned this king for three hundred years, how much longer?!"

"Chen Daoyan! Grant me a chance to survive, and I’ll pledge allegiance to the Ziwei Chen Family henceforth!!"

"Chen Daoyan! You neither kill me nor free me, what exactly do you want?"

Various roars echoed in the corridor, along with thuds, as if beasts fighting against this space.

"Noisy!"

Chen Daoyan’s face turned cold, stomping his right foot on the ground, the angry voices immediately vanished.

"Come, let me show you."

Chen Daoyan smiled slightly, leading Chen Zhixing directly towards the first cage.

Inside the first dark cage.

An elder with white hair cascading down, dressed in coarse linen robes, silently sat cross-legged on the ground.

He wore no shackles.

On his back was a black coffin, secured with black iron chains.

Upon hearing footsteps, the elder slowly opened his muddy eyes, revealing clouded pupils.

"Dugu Ni, it’s time to repay your favor."

Chen Daoyan spoke casually.

Standing behind Chen Daoyan, Chen Zhixing heard ’Dugu Ni’, and then seemed to recall something, raising his eyebrows in slight disbelief as he exclaimed:

"Sword Demon Dugu Ni?"

Upon hearing this, the elder’s eyes immediately sparkled, and he laughed, "Oh? I’ve been here for eighty years, yet there’s a junior who knows my name?"

"Indeed, it is him." Chen Zhixing’s narrow eyes narrowed.

Sword Demon Dugu Ni!

A Sword Dao Grandmaster from eighty years ago!

His cultivation had reached the True Self Eighth Layer already eighty years ago!

During the battle at Canglan Sea eighty years ago, his sword cut down nine True Self Great Elders of the Sikong Noble Family, becoming renowned worldwide and entered the top ranks of sword dao!

Later, the Sikong Race issued the heavenly assassination order on Dugu Ni, who then vanished from the mortal world.

Today, there is no more news of Dugu Ni in the world.

Chen Zhixing had never expected that the dignified Sword Demon Dugu Ni had been imprisoned within the dark cages of the Ziwei Chen Family’s Dark Division all along!