Comprehension Ability: I Forge a Villainous Longevity Family
Chapter 147 - 143: You want to be number 1, I’ll give you number 1!

Chapter 147: Chapter 143: You want to be number 1, I’ll give you number 1!

Inside the side room.

Moo Yuemei gazed distantly at Chen Zhixing. With a casual wave, a wide Taoist robe floated over from afar and automatically draped itself on his body.

"Ping’er... has finally reached the True Self Realm."

Moo Yuemei looked at Chen Zhixing, a gratified smile emerging on her somewhat pale and weak face.

On the other side.

"Heaven-Earth Manifestation!"

Chen Zhixing’s eyes suddenly opened, countless dazzling rays of the Tao emerging from the depths.

A massive Divine Thought like a tsunami, sweeping through heaven and earth, instantly concentrated and compressed into nine words!

Zhen! Pu! Feng!

Gai! Lie! Ding!

Lao! Huan! Kong!

Each word represented different meanings, they were the embodiment of Chen Zhixing’s life and all his insights of Divine Thought!

For example, the word ’Zhen’ represents the power of vibration!

The word ’Pu’ represents powerful penetration, a strong penetrating force generated by concentrating countless Divine Thoughts into one point!

And the word ’Feng’ stands for sealing power, to seal the opponent’s Sea of Consciousness, to seal the opponent’s Great Tao Foundation!

These nine words, each holds profound power!

And these nine words, when combined at this moment, form Chen Zhixing’s Heaven-Earth Manifestation!!

"Whew....."

Chen Zhixing let out a long breath. In those narrow and clear eyes, it seemed as if thousands of stars were embedded within, dreamlike, illusory, and sparkling illusions.

He sensed the power of the True Self Third Layer!

Not only had he condensed the Great Tao Seed of Divine Thought, outlining the Heaven-Earth Manifestation of Divine Thought.

Moreover, with the increase in cultivation, his physical body quality, the total amount of True Essence, and so on had improved significantly once again!

Especially the total amount of True Essence he had at the moment, it didn’t even belong to the True Self Third Realm!

If it weren’t for the limitations of the Nine Gods Technique, he would at least be in the True Self Fifth Layer by now!

As Chen Zhixing gently hooked his right hand.

The red robe like a sky full of maple leaves floated over, landing on him.

Chen Zhixing stood up, looked toward the figure hidden behind the thin veil again, and said deeply with clasped hands:

"Disciple Xiao Ping thanks the mentor!"

Moo Yuemei waved her hand and smiled, "Ping’er, no need to be polite with me. Seeing you successfully break through to the True Self Realm is all the satisfaction I need for everything I’ve done."

"Go back, and appreciate the wonders of the True Self Realm."

"Yes." Chen Zhixing nodded, then took a deep breath, his expression more serious than ever as he said,

"Mentor, please, if you ever have anything, tell this disciple. If this disciple can help, I’ll do my utmost to assist without hesitation."

Moo Yuemei was slightly stunned upon hearing this, not expecting Chen Zhixing to say such words, then she chuckled softly,

"Silly child, if there comes a day when I encounter troubles I can’t solve, what use is there in telling you?"

After a pause, as if thinking of something, Moo Yuemei laughed gently,

"If there ever comes such a day, I will quietly leave alone without a sound, ensuring not to cause trouble or implicate any of you."

Chen Zhixing took a deep look at the faint silhouette behind the thin veil but did not say anything more, then turned and left.

Walking along the mountain path on the summit of South Peak, the entire Celestial Wave Sacred Lands seemed to be encompassed within his view.

Chen Zhixing glanced back at the solitary Peak Summit Hall, then looked again towards the direction of the North Peak.

"You want South Peak to claim the first place, then I shall help you secure the first place!" Chen Zhixing’s eyes flashed as he murmured to himself.

...

...

In the blink of an eye.

Fifteen days passed.

During these fifteen days, the entire Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, whether North or South Peaks, became exceedingly quiet.

The triennial competition between the two peaks was about to begin!

This not only concerned the honor of one’s own peak but was closely related to personal benefits!

Because the winning peak, whether it was in terms of daily Spirit Stone stipends, or the Divine Weapons and heavenly materials and earthly treasures distributed by the Holy Land, would all receive a significant tilt in favor!

Speaking of it, the South Peak had lagged behind North Peak for countless years, and this system had a fundamental factor in it.

Under this system.

A closed loop of the strong becoming stronger, and the weak becoming weaker would occur!

The already powerful North Peak received more resource support, making their disciples stronger and stronger.

Meanwhile, the already weak South Peak received much less, causing them to grow weaker.

Hence.

Within the North and South Peaks, for this half a month, a rare scene appeared where the streets were deserted.

Whether true inheritor disciples or Tao Seed disciples, or even ordinary disciples, all were in their rooms in retreat, striving to advance their cultivation level during this period.

On this day, at early dawn.

The sky was overcast, heavy clouds seemed about to press down, giving an oppressive feeling one couldn’t breathe.

Stripes of lightning shuttled through the dark clouds, occasionally exploding with thunder.

A torrential downpour fell like a breached river from the sky, forming layers of rain curtains.

Dong——!

An ancient bell sounded throughout the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands.

In an instant, the originally silent North and South Peaks erupted into a boiling fervor.

"Here it comes!"

Chen Zhixing, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.

His eyes were filled with divine light, appearing godlike at a glance.

Squeak.

Chen Zhixing pushed open the door and stepped out.

Outside the courtyard, countless South Peak disciples had already gathered.

They each held a black umbrella, standing densely at the front entrance, breath held, seemingly waiting for something.

Forming a highly oppressive silent tableau.

"Senior Brother Xiao!"

Upon seeing Chen Zhixing emerge, countless South Peak disciples simultaneously bowed their heads and spoke in unison.

In the next moment.

Amongst the torrential rain.

Countless South Peak disciples holding black oil-paper umbrellas spread to either side, forming a path.

At the end of the path.

Two figures in blood-red garments had been waiting for some time.

"Hmm."

Chen Zhixing nodded towards the South Peak disciples, then began walking towards the two figures.

As Chen Zhixing stepped forward, South Peak disciples lining the path began to turn and follow him.

"Junior Brother Xiao, how’s the arrangement of this lineup?"

Guann Tianyu said with a cheerful smile.

Li Ran pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation, "Senior Brother Guann, where did you learn this from? We’re the Celestial Wave Sacred Lands, not some mortal world’s underground gang fight."

Chen Zhixing couldn’t help but chuckle, "You make it look so glamorous, if we get beaten by the North Peak disciples later, wouldn’t it be utterly embarrassing?"

Guann Tianyu waved his hand carelessly and laughed, "You don’t understand, so what if we lose? This is called losing the battle but not the style... I picked this up from a book I bought in Fengbo City a few days ago."

"The book said style is very important!"

"..." Chen Zhixing felt like his initially aloof senior brother seemed to be developing a flamboyant streak.

The rain curtain grew heavier.

The group headed towards Kunhe Hall.

Chen Zhixing asked, "Senior Brother Guann, speaking of which, how is this competition between the two peaks going to be conducted?"