Handling Relationships

[Talents (4): Bear-Type Strength, Basic Fire Spirit Root, Basic Blade Technique, Basic Fist and Foot Technique]

"Now I have four talents, among which 'Fist and Foot' and 'Bear' both belong to the strength category. As long as the proficiency increases, my overall physique will rise; this is quite practical."

Chen Guan felt he had gained a great deal.

Meanwhile.

Whoosh—

Accompanied by a very faint, warm breath.

Chen Guan saw his grandson seemingly extract something from the corpse of the Bandit Brother.

It was a pity that he did not have "Yin-Yang Eyes" at the moment.

Regarding spirits and the like, he couldn't see them even if he wanted to.

But before Chen Guan could ponder further.

As Chen Changhong looked at Chen Guan and pointed his finger through the air.

Chen Guan only felt a bright light flash before his eyes, followed by a heat in his vision, and he saw the "illusory Bandit Brother" being held in his grandson's hand, limp like a noodle.

"Grandfather, this technique is called Soul-Observing Technique, and it can see most of the spirits in the world."

Chen Changhong's words were normal, yet they carried a strange fire-attributed rhythm that could only be heard by Chen Guan beside him.

"And this conversation within arm's reach is called Sound-Isolating Technique. The previous flight technique is called Air-Stepping Technique. After this matter is over, Grandson will write these three techniques down for you."

Although these three techniques were secret manuals within the sect that were not to be passed on to outsiders.

But for Chen Changhong, Chen Guan was his grandfather, not an outsider.

Especially since the sect turned a blind eye to disciples passing techniques to their family members.

In fact, as long as a disciple's family descendants had some cultivation aptitude, they could even be recommended internally.

However, upon hearing what his grandson said.

Chen Guan found that this Soul-Observing Technique was not as miraculous compared to the Air-Stepping Technique.

Firstly, he had previously used Locust Tree Sap to open his Yin-Yang Eyes by chance.

Secondly, compared to the "clarity" and "lack of heat" of the Yin-Yang Eyes from the locust tree.

Under the current vision of the "Soul-Observing Technique," the spirit of the Bandit Brother was very faint and possessed an indescribable red color.

This vision was awkward.

It was similar to an infrared heat map, appearing in patches.

But this was also very powerful.

At the very least, this was a technique that could be cast anytime, anywhere.

There was no need for him to occasionally return to the Dilapidated Temple to fetch Locust Tree Sap.

"That tree is almost completely rotten, so it probably won't last much longer. Having a substitute now is a good thing."

As Chen Guan pondered, he felt this substitute was quite good.

He had never let go of the matter and karma regarding finding Xiao Qing.

Sometimes in the middle of the night, he would wander around the town with his Yin-Yang Eyes open.

It was just a pity that Xiao Qing did not seem to be in this city.

However, there was also good news, which was finding his grandson first.

Especially since techniques like the Soul-Observing Technique and Air-Stepping Technique were basically secret manuals not passed on by the sect.

Now, he had truly taken advantage of his grandson and gained quite a few benefits.

But at this moment.

After Chen Changhong scanned the crowd, who dared not speak, he took out a small bottle and opened it, from which a fragrance like rain-washed earth emerged.

The next second, Chen Changhong pinched a spell with his fingers, using fire spiritual energy as a catalyst to disperse the scent completely, permeating the nearby streets.

"What is this?"

After smelling this fragrance, Chen Guan suddenly felt a sense of dizziness.

"Grandfather, hold your breath."

At this time, Chen Changhong also channeled a stream of spiritual energy into Chen Guan, allowing him to sober up within a short breath.

However, the rest of the people inside and outside the inn seemed to have lost their senses.

It took a moment.

They snapped back to reality and began to whisper amongst themselves, "I didn't expect Young Hero Chen to know a cultivator?"

"That bandit was wicked and deserves to die!"

"Greetings, immortal elder..."

Along with the murmurs, there were also bows.

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that Chen Guan was Chen Changhong's grandfather, and that Chen Guan was a "reincarnated person."

But apart from these two facts, they remembered everything else clearly.

"Grandfather."

At the same time, Chen Changhong once again used soundproofing and said to Chen Guan, "My sect is skilled in the Way of Souls.

For safety reasons, Hong'er has taken it upon himself to erase everyone's memories of this event, to avoid causing trouble for Grandfather.

And..."

Chen Changhong paused here before continuing:

"And Hong'er... Hong'er knows Grandfather is from the Zhao family.

In the Zhao family, even a two or three-year-old child would call Grandfather Fifth Uncle.

Now... if this matter were to spread, Hong'er would have to call children of two or three years old 'uncle' or 'aunt'...

Hong'er's heart right now... is not ready...

Perhaps it would be better to visit... the Zhao family after some time?"

As a talented young man and a cultivator, Chen Changhong still cared about his reputation.

"I understand."

Chen Guan also understood that after "awakening past life memories," one of the most awkward things was the forced closeness of blood relations.

Especially from Chen Changhong's current perspective, it would be even more uncomfortable.

For example, if Chen Changhong's current identity were replaced by another cultivator.

And then, he was looking for his family, but because his relative had reincarnated, he suddenly had a worldly great-uncle (the Eldest Young Master of the Zhao family), a second uncle (the Second Young Master), Sixth Master (his sixth brother), and Grandfather Patriarch (the Patriarch Zhao).

This would definitely be awkward.

It might even lead to subconscious speechlessness and revulsion.

Especially when the Patriarch Zhao and the others knew their grandson, but their grandson didn't come to pay his respects.

Then everyone would be embarrassed.

But if they did greet them, it would be even more embarrassing.

It was also to reduce some of the awkwardness.

And to prevent the Zhao family from clinging to this relationship and becoming arrogant.

Chen Guan agreed with this, feeling that temporarily concealing it was a good idea.

After all, his grandson's cultivation level among cultivators was just beginning.

Reducing his grandson's karma with the Zhao family was also to prevent the Zhao family from drawing hatred upon him.

Similarly, if his grandson had enemies, and those enemies couldn't defeat his grandson, they might take their anger out on the Zhao family, destroying the "family influence" he had painstakingly built.

But just saying that he had an old acquaintance who was a cultivator was generally fine.

The Zhao family could perhaps even borrow some of that influence.

Even if someone sought revenge, they would most likely not target "the family of their grandson's friend."

Because that would sound ridiculous.

Ten minutes later.

A wilderness outside the town.

"Grandfather, I'll take this person to the Underworld Bureau first. You handle the Zhao family matters."

Chen Changhong held the soul of the Bandit Brother in his hand. "After some time, when I return, I will take Grandfather back near my sect and find a place for you to live."

Chen Changhong wanted to take Chen Guan with him.

First, to show filial piety. Second, to ask the Ancestral Master to examine his grandfather and see if more memories could be recovered.

Third, to see if his grandfather could be accepted into his sect.

As for seniority, "You call me Senior Brother, and I call you Grandfather," they could each address each other as they saw fit.

These matters had already been discussed on the way to the outskirts of town.

And now.

Chen Guan could see that his grandson was dead set on taking him away to "cultivate immortality and enjoy a life of ease."

To be perfectly honest.

Chen Guan wanted to go, but facing a sect that specialized in the soul, not to mention that so-called Grandmaster.

He was truly afraid that his "bottom line" would be seen right through.

He feared being exposed for the Scroll and the memories of Earth hidden within his mind.

"Grandfather, then it's settled!"

Chen Changhong, however, was single-mindedly focused on fulfilling his filial duties.

Of course.

Although Chen Changhong was convinced that Chen Guan was the reincarnation of his grandfather.

To be safe.

He still wanted to confirm it once more.

Therefore, returning to the sect was a must.

It was just as well, as it happened to fulfill his filial duty.

After saying this.

He took out a Life-Extending Pill and pressed it into Chen Guan's hand.

"Grandfather, once your grandson returns, I will take you back to the sect!"