Chen Daotian, standing not far away, inexplicably revealed a look of contempt for all beneath heaven.
Whatever. There was no point dwelling on it. The old master had given them a new life and allowed them to witness this vast and magnificent Immortal Cultivation Great World.
He still had to carve out a kingdom for the Five Aggregates Sect in the True Immortal Realm. Though the old master was easygoing by nature, everyone could see how he treated his own people. Would he really let them perish?!
"Everyone, cultivate well. Do not betray the old master's expectations."
Chen Yanshu turned back and swept his gaze across the faces of every Chen Family member. "For more than five thousand years, he refined and poured in the Primordial River water. The old master... has not had it easy."
"Of course."
"Yes."
"We definitely will not let the old master's painstaking efforts be in vain."
One resolute voice after another rang out. Chen Batian and Chen Yanshu were considered the eldest and second eldest brothers among the Chen Family disciples, and their words carried great weight.
Even Chen Daotian, with his sixteen arrogant abs, had to lower his head before Chen Batian.
Yet the strangest one was Chen Yanshu. He had somehow revised several pages of genealogy for the Chen Family... all within the book-like magical artifact he held in his arms.
To Chen Fangsi, who looked half-dead, such a thing was nothing more than a relic. Back then, Chen Yanshu seemed to have wanted to leave some memento for the old master, and there had been a period when he was exceptionally gloomy.
Judging by the way he acted now, he had likely known some secret long ago.
"...He truly knew how to endure without showing it." Chen Fangsi smiled weatheredly,