Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 119 - 115: Transforming Xiao Ping, Entering Celestial Wave!

Chapter 119: Chapter 115: Transforming Xiao Ping, Entering Celestial Wave!

"Hmm?!"

Xiao Ping’s face suddenly changed at the words, and he quickly reached for a fireball talisman at his waist.

Boom!

Chen Zhixing swiftly grabbed Xiao Ping’s shoulder, then took a light step and immediately lifted the young master, flying towards the forests on both sides of the Canglan River!

Moments later.

Chen Zhixing returned alone to the black canopy boat.

In his hand, there was an additional token, and in his mind, there was now a rough account of Xiao Ping’s background.

Along the way.

He had been pondering what identity he should use to enter the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

He had to know.

Entering the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands this time, he intended to lay out early plans to trap and kill Xuu Fan and Meng Hedong, and to strip Elder Fu Xiu of his fate.

Therefore, he needed to have a certain status in the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands!

Elder Fu Xiu, who had been in seclusion for years, secretly consuming others’ mental telekinesis, was simply not someone an ordinary disciple could meet!

Thus, at minimum, he had to be a chief senior disciple highly regarded by the Holy Land.

Simultaneously, he wanted to trap and kill Xuu Fan.

With the golden finger that allowed Xuu Fan to converse with his future self three days later.

He couldn’t possibly attack Xuu Fan directly, as such an attempt would surely fail!

Only by becoming a high-ranking figure in the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands and planning ahead, similar to sending all disciples of the Holy Land on a trial, would he place Xuu Fan in a closed, dead-end small world with no escape!

For the first three days everything would proceed normally, and he could even arrange opportunities for Xuu Fan!

However, by the last three days, when Xuu Fan would realize that his future self would die three days later.

He would still be unable to escape the Land of Trial!

All of this required him to gain status within the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands!

And what was the fastest way to gain status?

That was to showcase his talent!

To exhibit a talent so outstanding that the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands couldn’t help but take him seriously!

But all of this...

If he entered the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands as a newcomer disciple.

It would inevitably prompt inquiries into his identity by the people of the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

From his origins to the cultivation techniques and divine techniques he practiced before, everything would be thoroughly investigated by the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands!

Though Chen Zhixing wasn’t incapable of hiding the truth, directly having the Chen Family help create a false identity, such an approach would be too complicated and cumbersome.

And once things became complicated, mistakes were likely to occur!

Therefore, just as he was somewhat indecisive in his thoughts.

This Xiao Ping appeared!

A servant disciple, following in his father’s footsteps!

Though a servant disciple’s status was lowly, it was undeniably rooted in a legitimate lineage!

This was like the civil service exams in Chen Zhixing’s previous life.

Civil service exams often had two approaches.

One was to succeed through the official exams.

Such individuals were heavily scrutinized in political reviews, with background checks.

And the other...was to take over a parent’s position!

Although this method was abolished later in his previous life’s history, it bore a striking similarity to his current situation!

He only needed to take Xiao Ping’s place, enter the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, and then have his family assist in cooperation.

He would be Xiao Ping in every sense!

As Chen Zhixing was contemplating this.

On the black canopy boat, the boatman and the young couple saw this and their pupils constricted, cautiously asking:

"Immortal...Immortal Sir, where is Xiao Ping?"

"Xiao Ping? I am Xiao Ping, aren’t I?"

Chen Zhixing spoke with a hint of a smile.

Immediately, he waved his right hand.

In an instant, a surge of mental telekinesis flooded out, entering the minds of the three, twisting their memories.

With the weak spiritual power of ordinary people, twisting the memories of these three was incredibly easy.

In a moment, the three of them were stunned, with bemusement dawning on their faces.

"Huh? How did I end up on the ground? Ouch...my chest hurts."

The young scholar clutched his chest, perplexed, and stood up, quickly sitting by his wife’s side, offering her care and concern.

The boatman, after a brief daze, continued to stand at the bow, singing a fisherman’s song, and sailed onward.

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Between the waves in the river and the sky, endless mist; above the frontier, the clouds mingle with the earth’s shadows.

After a day and a night of sailing, the young couple disembarked from the black canopy boat midway.

Another two or three hours later, just as dawn broke.

The boatman brought the boat to a stop at the river’s mouth, smiling as he said, "Young Master Xiao, this is Fengbo Harbor. If you head left for a few miles, you’ll reach Fengbo City, and if you head right for around forty miles, you’ll reach the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands."

"Alright, thank you very much, boatman."

Chen Zhixing tossed a piece of gold, taken from Xiao Ping’s hand, to the boatman.

The boatman was overjoyed by this, grinning with glee and showing even more enthusiasm in his smile towards Chen Zhixing.

After a round of thanks, he rowed the black canopy boat away, gradually disappearing into the vast mists of the morning river.

Chen Zhixing’s eyes gleamed, stepping forward with great strides towards the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

Along the way, Chen Zhixing encountered many young talents with cultivation skills, with some being powerful figures barely in their twenties, already possessing Void Transformation Bodies.

For teenagers in their teens, achieving such cultivation was considered exceptional.

The goals of this group were all set towards the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands. Along the way, there were whispers among those traveling together, discussing the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands’ upcoming recruitment.

Moments later.

A magnificent and towering peak appeared before Chen Zhixing.

The entire towering peak pierced the clouds, with the peak enveloped in clouds, exuding radiant divine light.

An immortal waterfall akin to the Milky Way cascades down from the peak, splitting the massive mountain into two, forming the North and South Peaks.

The South Peak is a sect dedicated to Spiritual cultivation, while the North Peak specializes in Physical cultivation.

The two are separated by the immortal waterfall, yet are connected by a rainbow bridge spanning across the waterfall.

Though the two peaks of the North and South constantly contest each other over the Great Tao, they are a united whole, inseparable.

In the distance, beneath the gate of this colossal mountain, sits a high platform.

On the platform, four elderly men with white hair sit in a row, some holding pens, others grasping testing stones, and another holding something Chen Zhixing has never seen before, probably used for assessing innate talent, bone structure, and character.

Beneath the platform, a long queue has already formed.

One after another, young talents from all corners gather, standing orderly, awaiting the trial.

Chen Zhixing shook his head slightly.

This is the difference between a Noble Family and a Sect of the Holy Land.

A sect can encompass all, accepting talented prodigies from various places.

However, a Noble Family, to ensure the purity of its bloodline and legacy, seldom recruits outsiders.

Even if they recruit, their status and position can never compare to those of direct descendants.

In terms of development speed, a Noble Family lags far behind a sect.

The next moment.

Chen Zhixing strides into the crowd.

By the time the sun is high, he follows the flow of people, finally arriving at the platform.

"Are you applying for the South Peak or the North Peak?"

An elderly man with all white hair, born with upturned eyes, glances at Chen Zhixing listlessly.

"Elder, I’m here on behalf of my father to work in the sect."

Chen Zhixing smiles.

"Work? So you mean servant duties?" The elder raises an eyebrow, then waves his hand impatiently: "Go, go, go, this is the place to recruit disciples, servants go over there."

The elder points his hand, gesturing towards a small door in the distance.

In front of that small door, there’s also a table.

A fat Taoist in a yellow robe is lying on the table, sound asleep.

Chen Zhixing steps forward, knocks on the table, and says: "Hello, I am Xiao Ping, here to take over my father’s duties."

Moments later.

The fat Taoist slightly checks Chen Zhixing’s introduction letter, asks some questions, then gives Chen Zhixing a set of keys, letting him find his own way before turning over to continue his deep slumber.

The Miscellaneous Affairs Department is built at the mountain’s base, through a small yellow door, revealing a vast expanse of brick houses.

That is where the servants reside.

The Celestial Wave Sacred Lands has thousands of disciples, but a significant portion are servant disciples.

The many disciples, peak masters, elders on the mountain need someone to oversee their daily life, care for the herb gardens, animals, fetch water and cook, all falling to these servant disciples.

Though servant disciples seem to toil, it’s a dream coveted by countless others.

The sect provides free room and board, and one can receive three Spirit Stones monthly, and if lucky, when elders from the mountain come down to select hands, one can follow them into the North or South Peaks to earn some rewards.

Additionally, servant disciples have basic cultivation techniques to study; though they’re unlikely to achieve great things, they can enhance their physique, and with the dense Spiritual Qi here, living to a hundred years is easily attainable.

If one grows old and wishes not to remain a servant, they can even write a letter of retirement.

The Spirit Stones accumulated over years as a servant can convert into millions of taels of gold.

Enough to become a wealthy man in the mundane world, with descendants cared for generations.

Chen Zhixing follows the number given by the fat Taoist, follows the road signs, and finally stops at a room front.

Knock, knock, knock.

Chen Zhixing stretches out to knock on the wooden door of the room.

"Who’s that? It’s noon, why the knocking?" A voice resounds impatiently from inside.

Chen Zhixing pushes the door open and enters.

The room isn’t too large, roughly forty to fifty square meters, with four beds and some standard furnishings like wooden cabinets and tables.

On the four beds, lie three individuals.

An emaciated old man with sparse hair and a somewhat sleazy appearance shows Chen Zhixing a friendly smile.

The other two merely nod coldly at Chen Zhixing before turning their backs, saying no more.

"Oh, so you’re Xiao Lin’s son? Xiao Ping, right? I’ve heard about you from your father, here to replace your father’s duties?" The old man grins, revealing his yellow teeth.

"That’s me. Sir, you are?"

Chen Zhixing exchanged a few casual words with the old yellow-toothed man before finding an excuse to rest.

In the blink of an eye, several days have passed.

Chen Zhixing stays in the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, occasionally chatting with the old yellow-toothed man, but nothing more.

The other two roommates treat him coldly, nodding in greeting but having no further interaction.

Chen Zhixing is naturally content with this.

This time entering the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, it’s best to avoid too much entanglement.

Of course, in these days, Chen Zhixing hasn’t been completely idle.

He’s quietly checked the roster for new disciples, and the name Xuu Fan prominently appears!

That fellow indeed came to the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands!

This day, Chen Zhixing sits alone in the room, cross-legged in cultivation.

In these days, he’s been seeking an appropriate, unobtrusive opportunity to showcase his talents and gain attention from the higher-ups.

It’s unfortunate.

No one, not even a dog, comes to the Miscellaneous Affairs Department, let alone the high-ranking members of the Holy Land.

He’s thought of going to the North or South Peaks to actively display his talents, but that seems too intentional, too strange.

"I need to think of a way to catch the attention of a high-ranking member of the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands." Chen Zhixing murmurs.

Suddenly.

Creak!

The door is abruptly pushed open, and the old yellow-toothed man rushes in, excitedly shouting:

"Xiao Ping, what are you still doing here foolishly? The Saintess has come to our Miscellaneous Affairs Department to select followers, why aren’t you hurrying there?"

"The Saintess? Li Ran?" Chen Zhixing raises an eyebrow.

"Of course! Besides Saintess Li Ran, where else is there a second Saintess in the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands?"

The old yellow-toothed man rolls his eyes at Chen Zhixing, saying with irritation: "The other servant disciples have all gone there, you should quickly move! If you’re chosen by Saintess Li Ran, it’s like stepping directly to heaven!"