"Mm."
Chen Nianzhi nodded and set the thought aside.
He withdrew his gaze, looked toward Qingyuan Mountain, and said, "The birthday banquet is over. It is time to send Xianzhu to Clearbright Temple."
"I'll take him there tomorrow. I'll have to trouble you all to watch over the family."
Jiang Linglong nodded at this, but still reminded him, "Go quickly and return quickly. Just be careful along the way."
"I understand."
Chen Nianzhi nodded, then headed down the mountain.
Early the next morning, he took Chen Xianzhu toward the Celestial Demon Sea.
The two flew through the void. Chen Nianzhi carefully examined the child beside him and only then realized that, without his noticing, his eldest son had already grown into an adult and developed a bearing of his own.
Chen Xianzhu was only a little over fifteen hundred years old, yet his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit realm. In terms of cultivation speed, he had far surpassed Chen Nianzhi.
One had to know that when Chen Nianzhi had broken through to the Primordial Spirit realm back then, his lifespan had already neared two thousand years.
There were three reasons Chen Xianzhu had reached the middle stage of the Primordial Spirit realm at this age. First, the Immortal Realm was saturated with immortal spiritual qi, and its cultivation resources vastly surpassed those of the mortal world.
Second, as an immortal descendant, his talent and foundations were astonishing. Before the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit realm, he had encountered no cultivation bottlenecks.
Third, Chen Xianzhu had spent these years roaming Red Dragon Sea, enduring trials and honing himself. That was why he had advanced by leaps and bounds.
Thinking of this, Chen Nianzhi felt somewhat emotional. He could not help looking at Chen Xianzhu