Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 106 - 102: I Become the Sword Dao Grandmaster! Myriad Phenomena Celestial Attraction! [2-in-1]_2

Chapter 106: Chapter 102: I Become the Sword Dao Grandmaster! Myriad Phenomena Celestial Attraction! [2-in-1]_2

The vast sky was instantly split into two!

"Not good! This old guy is playing for real!"

Beneath the Nine Heavens, Hua Linghou’s face changed at the sight.

Dugu Ni is renowned as the Sword Demon because of the Demon Sword Eye Destroyer in his hand!

Once fully activated, Dugu Ni’s combat power skyrockets in a straight line!

It was precisely because of this that the Dugu Ni of bygone days could fight one against nine, slaying nine True Self Realm members of the Sikong family!

"No! I must find a way to stop him!"

Hua Linghou’s thoughts began to whirl frantically.

At the same time, the True Essence within him was driven to its utmost.

Bang!!

With a single step, he transformed into a blazing escape light, shooting off in the direction of Chen Zhixing.

At the same time.

Chen Zhixing, who had yet to react, finally slowly opened his eyes.

"My Sword Heart has formed, I have entered the Grandmaster Realm of Sword Dao."

Chen Zhixing looked at the rushing Dugu Ni and spoke calmly:

"Flying Flower Sword Tao: Fleeting Beauty."

Boom——!!!

Time seemed to freeze at that moment!

The wind flowing in the air, the surging Sword Qi, the charging Dugu Ni...

Everything seemed to be paused at that moment!!!

A sea of flowers in the sky instantly expanded outwards from Chen Zhixing as if it were a rising tide!

Puff!!!

In a flash, that sea of flowers enveloped Chen Zhixing and Dugu Ni within!

"Hmm?"

Hua Linghou’s footsteps abruptly halted, raising his head with a suspicious gaze towards the sky.

A moment later.

The sea of flowers gradually dispersed.

Chen Zhixing was the first to step down from the air, followed by a now normalized Dugu Ni.

Hua Linghou’s pupils slightly contracted, and he hurriedly rushed forward, questioning in disbelief, "What happened to you?"

Dugu Ni glanced at Hua Linghou with displeasure, lifted his neck revealing a faint line of blood, and said, "Can’t you tell what happened? In the future, stop thinking about pointless things and just follow the Young Master properly."

Hua Linghou’s mind was instantly shaken.

...

...

Half an hour later.

In the pattering rain.

Chen Zhixing walked toward the Third Peak, flanked by two black-robed individuals wearing conical hats.

Upon reaching the Third Peak, Chen Zhixing saw three graceful figures, chattering idly in the main hall.

Naturally, these three were the maid Biluo, Ruan Nanzhu who was training at the Ziwei Chen Family, and... the long-unseen Jia Qingyue.

"Sister Yue’er?"

Chen Zhixing raised his eyebrows, a look of surprise appearing on his face.

Ever since the last time he saw Jia Qingyue, it had already been several months.

In an instant, the three women came towards Chen Zhixing.

"Young Master, Sister Yue’er came and brought us many delicious treats!"

Biluo’s small face was red, her eyes smiling into crescents.

And Ruan Nanzhu timidly whispered, "Third Young Master."

For some reason, she felt like a mouse seeing a cat whenever she saw Chen Zhixing, with a natural sense of apprehension.

Or rather, it wasn’t apprehension.

But as soon as she saw Chen Zhixing, she couldn’t help but blush and have her heart race, leading to the inability to look directly.

Mo Qingyue’s gaze turned towards Chen Zhixing, first noticing the two black-robed figures behind him, her eyes slightly narrowing.

Then, her gaze landed on Chen Zhixing, a slight unusual color flashing through her beautiful eyes.

Compared to a few months ago.

The current Chen Zhixing had changed even more.

This change came from a source she couldn’t quite place her finger on.

If she had to describe it with a word, it would be calm.

His long, narrow eyes were as still as an ancient well, as calm as water, entirely devoid of youthful inexperience, instead resembling a deep, unfathomable pool.

This inexplicably filled her heart with a sense of nostalgia and reflection.

The child that once babbled in swaddling clothes.

Unexpectedly, had now matured into this appearance.

"Brother Zhixing, long time no see." Mo Qingyue took a deep breath, collected her thoughts, and gave Chen Zhixing a slight smile.

"Young Master, the background of this woman... seems not so simple." Dugu Ni’s solemn voice echoed in Chen Zhixing’s mind.

Chen Zhixing nodded nonchalantly.

He had long suspected Jia Qingyue’s mysterious background.

How could a mere declining Jia Family possess such top-tier cultivation techniques multiple times?

However, Chen Zhixing didn’t care about these things.

He wouldn’t stubbornly pursue and unravel the mystery of Jia Qingyue’s background.

Just as Mo Qingyue wouldn’t question the secrets he held.

Sometimes.

Maintaining a proper sense of boundaries is always a rule for keeping relations long-lasting and unchanged.

"Biluo, these two will stay with us at the Third Peak from now on. Go prepare two rooms."

After asking Biluo to take Dugu Ni and Hua Linghou away, Chen Zhixing along with Mo Qingyue walked together towards the back mountain of the Third Peak.

The moon was faint, the drizzle light as silk.

The mountain air carried a slight chill in the deep night.

"Little Zhixing, it’s been a few months and you’ve grown quite a bit taller." Mo Qingyue said with a slight smile, looking at the already taller than her Chen Zhixing.

"Yeah, but Sister Yue’er hasn’t changed at all over the years." Chen Zhixing smiled.

The two chatted idly as they walked.

"Here, as thanks for your help last time in modifying the technique, I’ve prepared something for you."

Mo Qingyue flipped her right hand, and in it appeared a heavy ancient book with a black cover.

"This is.....?"

Chen Zhixing took the ancient book and looked down, his pupils instantly narrowing.

On the ancient book was written a bold line of text — "True Self Thirteen Techniques"!

"True Self Thirteen Techniques?"

Chen Zhixing’s mind was slightly shaken.

If he remembered correctly, the True Self Thirteen Techniques originated from the Celestial Saint Palace, one of the Immortal Tao Lineages, crafted by an elder who dedicated his life to studying divine techniques!

That elder painstakingly spent his lifetime to create this unparalleled work!

The True Self Thirteen Techniques is not a cultivation technique, but it records thirteen supreme techniques for cultivation in the True Self Realm!

"What’s the matter?" Mo Qingyue asked from the side.

"Nothing."

Chen Zhixing took a deep breath, turned to look at Mo Qingyue, and had a few guesses about her identity.

"I recall that in a past life, a certain Celestial Chosen Protagonist connected with the incognito, secretly visiting Saintess of the Celestial Saint Palace, thereby leveraging the power of the palace to annihilate the Ziwei Chen Family."

"Even the Peak Ancestor of the Ziwei Chen Family was struck down on Ziwei Peak by a Peak Great Power of the Celestial Saint Palace."

"Unexpectedly..."

Chen Zhixing’s face revealed a curious expression.

Though he didn’t know where the plot deviation originated.

It seemed in this lifetime, the one connecting with the Saintess of the Celestial Saint Palace turned out to be him?

What is this? A plot interception?

"Zhixing, this cultivation technique... hmm, it’s quite important, take a good look, don’t underestimate it." Mo Qingyue kindly reminded Chen Zhixing as he appeared distracted.

"Alright."

Chen Zhixing nodded, regathering his focus as he directed his attention to the True Self Thirteen Techniques.

If he remembered correctly, within the True Self Thirteen Techniques should be recorded a technique related to ’strength’!

Thinking of this, Chen Zhixing opened the True Self Thirteen Techniques to read.

Inside, not only were thirteen techniques documented, but there were also numerous annotations throughout.

Those notes were all the insights and perceptions of the creator in the realm of divine techniques!

Chen Zhixing’s gaze unconsciously became more respectful and serious.

He admired those who dedicated their lives to one task, indifferent to cultivation level or fame.

Such as the blind scholar Lu Bing, or the creator of the True Self Thirteen Techniques before him.

Chen Zhixing slowly paged through, occasionally frowning, sometimes deep in thought, other times nodding.

Under the Heaven-defying Comprehension, the contents recorded in the True Self Thirteen Techniques were swiftly absorbed by him.

Mo Qingyue stood quietly aside watching Chen Zhixing, not interrupting.

A moment later.

Chen Zhixing’s fingers, which were flipping through the pages, suddenly paused, his eyes fixed.

On one of the pages appeared a striking bold line of text.

[Seventh Technique — Myriad Phenomena Celestial Attraction!]