Handing the System Over to the Family!

One must realize that he, Zhang Chen, was only at the Third Layer of Qi Refining, and he had no reputation to speak of. Even if he was a bit handsome, those female cultivators with high aptitude and strong backgrounds would never look his way.

These days, the fairies of the Cultivation World all had their noses in the air, emphasizing the importance of complementary Dao Companions. Who would be willing to marry a good-for-nothing?

Unless...

Unless the entire clan pooled its strength to help him!

Zhang Chen stopped in his tracks, a flash of determination in his eyes.

He had to report it!

Only by leaning on the great tree that was his clan, and utilizing the clan's resources and prestige, could he find a suitable candidate in a short amount of time.

Only then could he quickly get the system's snowball effect rolling.

As for whether the system would be exposed?

He could claim it was a special bloodline ability he had awakened, or that he had received guidance from the inheritance of some ancient expert in a dream.

Regardless, as long as the results were real, the Old Ancestor and his father would never harm him.

Having figured this out, Zhang Chen no longer hesitated.

He straightened his clothes, took a deep breath, and turned to head toward the core area deep within the clan—Dao Seeking Peak, where the Old Ancestor was in seclusion.

Dao Seeking Peak, the forbidden ground of the Zhang Clan.

Usually, this place was shrouded in mist and clouds, with all defensive formations fully active. Aside from a few core elders, ordinary clan members were not allowed to approach even half a step.

But Zhang Chen was a direct descendant and carried a specially crafted access token.

The two Foundation Establishment Realm guards stationed at the foot of the mountain saw Zhang Chen and immediately bowed. "Greetings, Young Master Chen."

"You two have worked hard. I need to see the Old Ancestor; it is a matter of the utmost urgency."

Zhang Chen's expression was solemn, even carrying a hint of anxiety.

The two guards exchanged a glance. Although they were puzzled as to what kind of urgent matter a young master at the Qi Refining Stage could possibly have, since he was of the direct bloodline and they were inside the family's grand formation, they weren't worried about any trouble.

"Please enter, Young Master Chen. However, the Old Ancestor is currently in deep meditation, so if..."

"I know my limits."

Zhang Chen nodded and quickly stepped through the light screen.

Following the bluestone steps upward, he soon arrived before the entrance of a simple, ancient cave mansion.

The gate of the cave mansion was tightly shut, and the spiritual energy in the West Zhou region was so dense it had almost condensed into mist.

Zhang Chen stood outside the gate, knelt down respectfully, and kowtowed once: "Grandson Zhang Chen, I have a matter of great importance concerning the life and death of our family. I beg to see the Old Ancestor!"

His voice was not loud, but bolstered by spiritual power, it carried clearly into the cave mansion.

After a moment of silence.

The heavy stone gate emitted a low, rumbling sound and slowly opened to both sides.

A vast and ancient spiritual sense swept over Zhang Chen's body.

Immediately afterward, a voice that sounded slightly fatigued yet remained majestic drifted out: "Chen'er? Come in."

Zhang Chen stood up and stepped into the cave mansion.

The furnishings inside the cave mansion were extremely simple, consisting only of a prayer mat, a stone table, and an ever-bright lamp.

Sitting cross-legged on the prayer mat was an old man with white hair and a white beard.

The old man wore a grey Daoist robe; his face was thin and gaunt, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss. However, his face, which should have been full of vitality, now faintly revealed an irrepressible aura of death.

This was the Zhang family's only Nascent Soul Old Ancestor, Zhang Tianzheng.

"What is it?"

Zhang Tianzheng looked at this great-grandson, who was usually quite well-behaved, his tone gentle: "Have you encountered some bottleneck in your cultivation?"

"Or has someone bullied you? Tell your great-grandfather, and I will stand up for you."

Hearing these concerned words, Zhang Chen felt a warmth in his heart, and his resolve grew even firmer.

He walked up to Zhang Tianzheng and, without any wasted words, went straight to the point: "Old Ancestor, I awakened a special physique today."

"Oh?"

Zhang Tianzheng was slightly stunned, and a sharp light flashed in his eyes.

He reached out a withered finger and gently rested it on Zhang Chen's wrist.

Spiritual power flowed through him in a cycle.

"I don't detect anything unusual; it is still a Yellow Grade Mid-Rank Spirit Root..."

Zhang Tianzheng frowned, withdrawing his hand with a hint of disappointment.

Zhang Chen shook his head, his expression solemn. "Old Ancestor, this constitution does not manifest in the Spirit Roots."

"Today, I suddenly sensed the Heavenly Secrets, and a segment of Inherited Memory appeared in my mind."

"This inheritance is called Marry a Wife, Have Children, and Have Many Blessings. As long as I marry and have children, I can gain cultivation improvements through Bloodline Nurturing. It can even improve the aptitude of my descendants, ensuring the birth of offspring with High Spirit Roots!"

"What?!"

Zhang Tianzheng's originally cloudy eyes widened instantly, and he nearly jumped off his prayer mat.

"Is this true?!"

The Old Ancestor's voice trembled slightly.

Having reached his current realm, he naturally knew that the Cultivation World was full of wonders.

Some unique ancient bloodlines or secret inheritances did indeed possess inconceivable effects.

But if it were truly possible to "guarantee the birth of offspring with High Spirit Roots," then this was no ordinary inheritance.

This was a god-tier ability capable of ensuring a family's prosperity for ten thousand generations!

Zhang Chen nodded, his gaze unshakeably firm. "Grandson is willing to swear a Heavenly Dao Oath; there is not a word of falsehood! Moreover, this feedback is immediate—as long as I am married, there will be initial effects."

Zhang Tianzheng stared into Zhang Chen's eyes for a full half-cup of tea's time.

He trusted his own judgment...

And he trusted the child he had watched grow up even more.

Suddenly, the Old Ancestor threw his head back and laughed, his laughter filled with a touch of madness and relief.

"Hahaha! Good! Very good!"