After finishing all this, Chen Wen did not linger and rushed back toward the cultivation room.
"Good, truly worthy of being my Chen Badao's son." Chen Badao's large hand trembled with excitement.
Ye Chenyan rolled her eyes at Chen Badao. "Look at how smug you are."
Yet the smile on her face was as radiant as could be.
"He's my son. How is that being smug?" Chen Badao muttered unhappily.
Ye Chenyan glanced at Chen Badao. "Oh, so I was being nosy?"
Cough.
Chen Badao gave a dry cough before saying, "Actually, I suppose I am a little smug."
Only then did Ye Chenyan withdraw her benevolent gaze.
This... was the Household Emperor's status.
Chen Badao could not help but let out a breath of stale air.
On the other side, after Chen Wen returned to his room.
His realm had already stabilized.
He had gone from the First Layer Yin-Yang Realm to the Tenth Layer Yin-Yang Realm.
Besides that, his first sequence shackle had also been unlocked.
The Absolute Talent he had gained this time was called Absolute Combat Power.
This talent could raise his combat power without limit, all the way until his body collapsed.
Just now, when he had used the Tenth Layer Yin-Yang Realm to withstand the Heavenly Tribulation, he had relied on this Absolute Combat Power.
But without question, his body's limits could still support him in breaking through further combat power barriers.
There was simply no need for it, because too much was as bad as too little.
"So? This Absolute Talent isn't worse than Absolute Spark, right?" Xian Hongshao said.
"Each has its own strengths." Chen Wen nodded repeatedly.
Only from this moment onward did he truly have the ability to gain a foothold in this cruel fantasy world.
As a veteran fantasy novel fan, he understood this point all too well.
A background and powerful backers were certainly important, but what mattered most was having strength hard enough to speak for itself.
Only then could one hold everything in one's hands.
"The Absolute Talents you gain in the future will only grow stronger."
At this point, Xian Hongshao changed the subject. "But let me say the ugly words first. Don't get carried away just because you picked up a bargain this time."
"The later shackles will only become harder and harder to unlock, but correspondingly, the benefits you gain will also grow greater."
"Especially the hidden benefits carried by the Chaos Sequence Body itself. They are far beyond anything Absolute Talents can compare to."
"You need to look farther ahead. Don't pick up sesame seeds and lose the watermelon."
"I understand." Chen Wen nodded heavily.
Naturally, he understood Xian Hongshao's reminder.
What made the Chaos Sequence Body truly powerful was the physique itself, not the Absolute Talents it carried.
Whether those so-called talents could be used, and how much effect they could exert, still depended on how thoroughly the physique was developed.
"By the way, Sister Shaozi, why do I feel that even Destiny Luck of the same rank contains somewhat different amounts of power?"
"Could it be that the strength of the Nirvana Liquid refined also depends on the Son of Destiny's Cultivation Level?"
After thinking it over, Chen Wen still voiced his doubts.
"That's right. Sons of Destiny have different Cultivation Levels and foundations, so the Nirvana Liquid refined from them will also differ."
"However, that is only comparable among those of the same rank. Nirvana Liquid refined from high-rank Life Souls will always be stronger than that refined from low-rank ones."
"And the higher the rank, the greater the gap between them. It may not even be measurable in multiples."
Xian Hongshao answered.
"So that really was the case."
Chen Wen sighed helplessly.
High-rank Heavenly Mandates were simply too rare.
If he were given several more high-level Heavenly Mandates, he was confident he could rise to an even higher realm.
Perhaps noticing Chen Wen's thoughts, Xian Hongshao warned him again. "Nirvana Liquid has no side effects and no barriers to improvement."
"But don't forget one fundamental issue: you yourself have limits to your advancement."
"Be more grounded. Don't think about all sorts of fanciful nonsense."
"Only when your Chaos Sequence Body reaches major completion will you truly have no realm barriers."
"I understand."
Chen Wen nodded, then turned his mind to the random reward draw.
This was the draw chance rewarded to him when he had first refined a Son of Destiny.
Draw!
As Chen Wen muttered inwardly, the random draw began.
Several breaths later, a string of notification sounds rang out.
Congratulations on completing your first draw. You have obtained one King Grade Formation Nine Extremes King Suppression Formation Trial Card. It can kill all cultivators at or below the Heavenly King Realm. Note: This formation is a one-time consumable. There are no restrictions on activation.
Holy shit, a King Grade Formation on the first draw?
That was lucky, truly lucky.
What did he lack most right now? Wasn't it precisely this kind of peerless Killing Move?
It might be a one-time consumable, but what defied the heavens was that it had no restrictions.
It was like having an Emperor Artifact placed before him right now, free for him to use as he pleased.
For the moment, never mind whether he could use it or not.
Even if he could barely use it, he would not be able to unleash its true power.
So when all was said and done, this formation was more useful.
As for his sister's Red Lotus Prison Suppressing Spear, that was merely an exception.
First, he had received Chen Hongmian's permission.
Second, the Spear Spirit had acknowledged him.
Though he did not know why, that was the truth.
In the end, the reason he could unleash such power was also because it had enhanced him through its own initiative.
Whew.
That felt good.
If he could get another hundred or so of them, that would feel even better.
Chen Wen let out a long breath, an irrepressible smile spreading across his face.
Let me see what this Orange Destiny Treasure Chest is.
Chen Wen opened it at once.
A stream of information poured into his mind.
Heaven-Slaying Sword Technique, a Saint Grade Sword Technique. It could continuously advance, combining speed and power into one sword art. At its ultimate peak, one sword could split open the heavens.
This sword technique was good stuff.
Chen Wen's eyes lit up again.
The starting point of a Saint Grade Sword Technique was not particularly high, but it suited his current stage.
Most precious of all, it could continuously advance. Reaching Emperor Grade in the end was not impossible.
He had made a killing this time.
Chu Youwei, oh, Chu Youwei, you finally had a little use after all. It was not in vain that I personally sent you on your way to the underworld.
But it was time to go out. My parents should be getting anxious waiting for me.
With that thought, Chen Wen rose and opened the door.
What entered his eyes were four figures standing guard outside.
Seeing this, Chen Wen could not help but smile.
This was family, wasn't it?
No matter how long they waited, they would never go far away.
At the same time, Chen Badao and the others all stared at Chen Wen.
Nine minor realm leaps in a row?
And without the slightest sign of an unstable foundation?
What kind of monster was this?
Chen Wudi sucked in a cold breath.
As someone who had been through it, he naturally knew how heaven-defying it was to leap nine minor realms in a row.
Calling it impossible would not be an exaggeration in the slightest.
Chen Hongmian was equally stunned. More precisely, she had been shocked.
"Haha, truly worthy of being my Ye Chenyan's son."
Ye Chenyan immediately laughed softly, her gaze upon Chen Wen filled with boundless pride.
Hey, wait.
Why was it fine when you said it, but smug when I said it?
Chen Badao was numb.
Yet he did not dare question it.
"I'm far inferior to Brother and Sister." Chen Wen smiled.
"The two of them?" Ye Chenyan shook her head. "Not worth mentioning."
Chen Hongmian and Chen Wudi both went numb.
What did she mean, not worth mentioning?
Were they really that pathetic?
"Mother, if you're putting it that way, then I need to have a word with you." Chen Hongmian leaned in, looking ready to argue her case with reason.
"Get lost. I get annoyed just looking at you." Ye Chenyan shoved Chen Hongmian's face aside.
Aiya!
Look at this temper of mine.
Chen Hongmian immediately felt the urge to roll up her sleeves.
Chen Wen promptly said, "Sister, this is your spear."
Chen Hongmian instinctively accepted it. "Right, how did you become mentally connected with it?"
Chen Wudi also looked over.
He still could not let that matter go.
"I just became connected to it when I held it." Chen Wen spoke the truth.
"That's it?" Before Chen Hongmian could say anything, Chen Wudi beat her to the question.
"That's it. Is there a problem?" Chen Wen asked in return.
"No problem. Very good, very good." Chen Wudi smiled, though his smile was somewhat stiff.
Whew.
That felt good.
Chen Hongmian let out a long breath.
Critical hit damage achieved.
Someone was even more wounded than she was.
"Enough. My father and the others are still waiting for Little Wen."
Seeing that the bickering had gone on long enough, Chen Badao finally spoke.
Grandfather was waiting for me?
Chen Wen's whole body shook, and his heart involuntarily tightened.
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