Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

He spoke with utmost respect.

But his heart was filled with immense excitement. As long as he worked as a nanny for a period of time, he would be able to obtain a legendary eighth-grade elixir that he had never seen before.

For him, this was a great opportunity.

Even for human cultivators who found it relatively easier to obtain elixirs, the eighth-grade elixir was extremely precious.

For their demonic beasts, they would hardly ever see an eighth-grade pill in their lifetime.

Or perhaps, even as a demonic being who became a demonic king and reached the Mahayana realm, it would still be difficult to come into contact with such an elixir.

His whole body trembled with excitement.

"Well, when I come back in the future, I will notify you," Chen Feng said calmly, as he waved his hand and sent a ray of immortal light into Xiang Batian's body.

This was a kind of restriction placed on him, and also an extra layer of insurance.

Similarly, it was also a preparation for his child, Chen Chuxi.

Xiang Batian accepted it willingly.

Time passed quietly.

In the sixty-fourth year of the Immortal Saint Calendar.

Under the care of Chen Feng, Mo Jinse, and his many mothers, Chen Chuxi quickly grew up.

With good genes, talent, and the experience passed down from his parents and older siblings.

In addition, Chen Chuxi had shown extraordinary talent since he was young. His intelligence was close to that of a demonic being, and his speech was not inferior to that of a teenager in his teens.

It was also on his birthday that Chen Feng found him.

Beside the Water Spirit Lake, Chen Chuxi had been influenced by Chen Ruoxi over the years and had developed a liking for this place.

Seeing the young child practicing his physical body on the lawn and absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, Chen Chuxi suddenly heard a change in the wind behind him.

He quickly judged who the person was.

"Father, you're here."

Suddenly, the young child, who was dancing his body, heard a change in the wind behind him.

He quickly judged who the person was.

"The long night is so hardworking, it makes me extremely pleased," Chen Feng said indulgently, squatting down and gently rubbing Chen Chuxi's head.

"I know, Father. It's not just to grow up quickly and train with my older brothers and sisters, but also to become powerful and be able to take care of Father and Mother in the future. If Father doesn't like someone, I will fight them!"

The young boy's words made Chen Feng burst into laughter.

"Very well, I'll wait for you to surpass me in cultivation and protect me."

Chen Feng was very fond of this young boy. His personality was similar to his own, and he was intelligent.

However, the extraordinary circumstances of the boy's birth meant that he would bear more responsibilities in the future, so he had to expose him to these things early on.

"Do you still remember the story I told you about the Emperor of the Desolate Sky?"

Chen Feng held Chen Chuxi in his arms and blew gently in the lake breeze.

"Of course I remember! The Emperor of the Desolate Sky, who stands alone throughout eternity, is my idol!"

Excitement flashed in the young boy's eyes. The tragic and heroic Emperor of the Desolate Sky had clearly become a benchmark in the young boy's heart.

Chen Feng smiled and didn't say anything. He just stared at the ripples on the lake, his eyes shining brightly.

"Xiji, you must know that being strong in oneself is the most important thing in this world."

"Without the tempering of blood and tears, without the understanding between life and death, a person cannot grow."

Chen Feng picked up a small stone and threw it into the center of the lake, covering the ripples caused by the gentle breeze.

Next, it exploded in Huzhou, turning into countless moments and scenes in the air, each carrying its own story.

The young boy, Chen Chuxi, gradually became attracted to these stories and watched them intently.

The boy's mind was shocked. The current Chen Chuxi was still a child, despite his extraordinary insights, knowledge, maturity, and talent.

But his experiences were still too few.

Just as Chen Chuxi was captivated by the heart-wrenching, tear-jerking, and distressing scenes on the lake surface.

Chen Feng quietly left his side.

After walking a few steps, he met the worried face of Mo Jinse.

"Husband, is it really necessary? Xier is only six years old..."

Mo Jinse's eyes were reluctant, filled with immense worry.

"His talent far surpasses ours. At only six years old, he has reached the peak of Qi Refining and has achieved the perfect mastery of a Grandmaster in martial arts."

"I want him to become a young immortal god, only then can he suppress his fate."

Chen Feng closed his eyes slightly, pulled Mo Jinse, and left the Spirit Lake.

Soon, night fell.

The scenes on the lake gradually disappeared and dispersed.

Chen Chuxi suddenly woke up.

Suddenly, a piercing roar came from his ears, like some kind of wild beast.

A rare panic appeared in his eyes because he realized that the environment around him had undergone a drastic change.

He was no longer in Chen County, nor by the Spirit Lake.

Now, tall trees surrounded him, and occasional shrill bird cries could be heard, with countless dangers lurking in the darkness.

Vaguely, he could hear the rustling of bushes around him, as if there were wild beasts and monsters moving about.

Chen Chuxi was still a little dazed by the sudden change, unsure of what to do. He wanted to call for his father, call for his mother.

Suddenly! He felt a gust of wind attacking from behind.

Chen Chuxi instinctively rolled to the side, and the gust of wind grazed his clothes.

His clothes were torn, and his tender skin was cut, leaving several bloodstains.

If he had dodged a little later, he might have been stabbed through the heart from behind.

Chen Chuxi was somewhat frightened as he recognized the attacker, a peak Qi Refining realm gray wolf with bloodthirsty red eyes.

As a peak Qi Refining Grandmaster, Chen Chuxi's bloodline and physique were extraordinary. To these monsters, his body was like a delicacy, like the flesh of Tang Monk.

He encountered an attack as soon as he entered the desert area.

Chen Chuxi was somewhat afraid, facing the gray wolf in front of him, its mouth dripping with foul-smelling saliva.

This was his first time facing death.

However, this was just a temporary adaptation to the environment, which almost caused him to lose focus.

Now that he had calmed down, he let go of all thoughts.

The immediate priority was how to survive in the mouth of the gray wolf in front of him, and then he would have time and opportunity to think about other things.

After grasping the key point, Chen Chuxi dodged the second attack launched by the gray wolf.

He quickly adjusted himself and found a favorable terrain.

Unlike cultivators, demonic beasts at the Qi Refining realm were only physically strong and could only use a small amount of magic power to assist them, unable to form large-scale attack damage.

The gray wolf pounced, and Chen Chuxi quickly adjusted himself, sliding with a left bow step and kicking the wolf's abdomen with his backhand.

Then, he activated his spell, and a faint green light burst forth from under his feet, flowing in the form of Tai Chi Bagua.

Using a bit of magic power, he struck with a palm.

The gray wolf, being a hunter in the forest, sensed the danger and flipped over to retreat, avoiding this attack.