Bo Xian'er looked up at the bright moon as she walked with slow, graceful steps. "Is he... is he really our great-grandson? It still feels unreal to me."
Chen Zixiu drew a deep breath and said slowly, "There are always people and things in this world we don't fully understand. That's why they can feel unreal."
"That child said his vast knowledge and deep understanding came from the precious memories bestowed on him by his master-that Great Power of the Heavens."
He continued, "Chen Xiaojun possesses several extraordinary legacies, has unique insights, knows many secrets of heaven and earth, and even owns treasures anyone would covet. All of that came from his master's gifts."
"He can even draw on those powers to bring living beings into existence. That's how Xiao Yi came to be."
He paused before continuing, "But we watched Xiaojun being born and growing up, after all. The blood of the Chen Clan flows through his veins."
"And you can see it yourself-his heart is with us. As long as those two things remain true, nothing else matters."
A glimmer of understanding crossed Bo Xian'er's eyes. "So you want him to succeed as Clan Chief?"
Chen Zixiu nodded. "Yu'er and Cong'er do indeed have that intention."
"You met Xun'er, Xiuxin, and Jianjun this afternoon, too. Jianjun in particular has considerable talent and aptitude for cultivation, but being Clan Chief requires more than a high cultivation level."
"In political maneuvering, strategic planning, breadth of vision, and leadership, he falls far short of Xiaojun."
Bo Xian'er turned gracefully, curiosity flickering in her eyes. "And what do you think of it?" she asked softly.
Chen Zixiu considered for a moment before answering seriously, "Yu'er once said this was a great upheaval unlike anything seen in a thousand years. I wholeheartedly agree."