Twisted Dough Brother

Chapter 241 - 227: True Self 8th Level! Willing to Follow the 3rd Young Master, Strengthen My Ziwei!_2

Chapter 241: Chapter 227: True Self 8th Level! Willing to Follow the 3rd Young Master, Strengthen My Ziwei!_2


"In this world, every thing involves both gain and loss, whether it’s a drink or a bite."


"Just like how they, for our Ziwei Chen Family, generation after generation, have died on the battlefield. You can go to the mountain at the main peak and see the forest of memorial stones there."


"It’s the place where the fathers, brothers of those now at the foot of the mountain, generation after generation, who died for our Chen Family, have their heroic spirits buried."


"The mountain is full of stones, yet also full of sorrow!"


"Child, you wish to seek freedom, seek ease, seek liberation, to desire an unrestricted life, desire to have free thoughts, to walk the heavens and earth alone, without any shackles."


"This is not impossible, but the premise is that you never relied on anyone, never used any resources of the family."


"But since you have used them, there needs to be some repayment."


"These words may not feel good to hear, may sound unpleasant, you might even think grandfather is asking for payback, think grandfather is too realistic."


"But..."


"Grandfather actually never thought about gaining anything from you, grandfather is just telling you as the Patriarch what responsibilities we the Ziwei Chen Family should bear!"


"The blood that flows in you is both the crown that sets you above others, and the heavy burden and fate on your shoulders."


The words settled.


Chen Daoyan just looked fixedly at Chen Zhixing’s back.


Just as Chen Zhixing was feeling a mixture of emotions and was about to speak.


"Therefore, you should do something for our Ziwei Chen Family, and the first thing..."


"Is to quickly marry several wives and bring home some big, chubby grandchildren for grandfather!"


"With your talent, if you don’t have several big, chubby grandchildren, wouldn’t it be wasteful?"


Chen Zhixing: "..."


Then.


"Grandfather, you laid out all of this so earnestly and passionately just to set me up?" Chen Zhixing said helplessly.


"Hey! How can you speak like that? Such an important matter concerning family continuity, how can it be called setting up?" Chen Daoyan glared.


"...No, grandfather, I’m only thirteen years old!" Chen Zhixing turned around, rubbing his temples in distress.


"Thirteen years old? Wrong, there’s three months and nine days left until you’re fourteen!"


Chen Daoyan seriously counted his fingers, then casually said:


"Moreover, what does thirteen mean? Look in the mortal world, how many thirteen-year-olds already have children."


Chen Zhixing: "..."


"Nothing to say now, right? As long as there’s nothing to say, it’s fine."


Chen Daoyan smiled, then took out an envelope from his sleeve, flicked his fingers, and it landed in Chen Zhixing’s arms.


"This is the marriage proposal letter Madam Xu of the Yunzhou Xu Family personally delivered a few days ago."


"In a while, your fourth uncle’s little girl needs to go to Qianyang Academy to study, and you’ll help deliver her, the key part is to bring back that Miss Xu from the Xu Family."


"The grand wedding can be postponed, but you can have the child first!"


"Understood?"


Chen Zhixing glanced at the proposal letter in his hand, shook his head and muttered:


"Mixing up mandarin ducks."


"Zhi’er, yes or no? Give a reply?"


"Got it!"


Chen Zhixing turned around, waved the proposal letter in his hand to Chen Daoyan, then walked decisively into the secret chamber.


Watching Chen Zhixing’s back, Chen Daoyan couldn’t help but smile slightly, feeling all the gloom in his heart swept away; he hadn’t felt this comfortable for years.


...


...


The sun rises, the moon sets, flowers bloom, flowers fall.


Three months passed in the blink of an eye.


During these three months, the overall strength of the Ziwei Chen Family grew extremely rapidly.


Just among the Nine Peaks of Bright Division, the number of people in the True Self Realm reached twenty, and nearly a hundred in Divine Travel Realm!


Talents sprouted like never before, day after day!


Almost every day, the overall strength of the Ziwei Chen Family was growing stronger!


This was a flourishing situation that the Ziwei Chen Family had never dared to imagine before!


A significant part of this was due to the Ziwei Chen Family’s annexation of several top forces like the Qing State Meng Family and Medicine King Valley.


But another part was due to the effects of the Pure Land Dojo from the title [Myriad Creations] received by Chen Zhixing.


However, when the Third Peak was filled with noise every day, disturbing the practice of its people.


Chen Daoyan quickly issued an order that each day only ten people could enter the Third Peak for practice.


During these three months.


Besides the rapid development and increasing prestige of the Ziwei Chen Family.


Chen Zhixing’s cultivation progressed impressively rapidly and advanced by leaps and bounds!


In merely three months.


Chen Zhixing created an extremely powerful Ice Tao Technique and cultivated it to the True Self Seventh Layer Peak, successfully condensing his eighth seed — the Ice Tao Seed!


On this day.


Third Peak, the back hill.


Gusts of cold wind relentlessly swept across the earth.


Although it was only early autumn, crystalline ice flowers were already falling throughout the entire back hill.


Now fourteen years old, Chen Zhixing slowly stretched out a hand forward, pressing into the void in front of him.


"When seated upon frost sky..."


Chen Zhixing muttered to himself:


"Dharma Image..."


"Extreme Cold Celestial Light!!!"


Boom——!!!


In an instant.


Chen Zhixing’s jet-black hair transformed into pure white, his pupils instantly turning deep blue!


An extremely cold aura erupted from his palm!


Between heaven and earth, the temperature suddenly plummeted!


Crack, crack!


The sky, the earth, the mountain winds, the dust!


The world before Chen Zhixing’s eyes was instantly frozen by the cold aura, transformed into an extreme cold hell!


Moreover, nine ice dragons surged forth from Chen Zhixing’s hand, encircling his body, their icy dragon eyes gazing ahead!