Father and son getting along harmoniously, what a difficult thing it is.

But for Chen Feng, he gets along very well with each of his children.

He is both a father, a teacher, and a friend.

"Tell me, what do you want to do?"

Chen Feng looked at Chen Chuhao. This kid has always had Qin Lu in his heart, which is a very good temperament.

It has been over two hundred years, and it is time to give her a proper status.

Back when Kunlun opened, there were too many things that needed to be done and faced.

As a result, he only signed a marriage contract with the Qin clan.

He also wanted to wait until he had dealt with the Evil Lord before holding a grand wedding for Chen Chuhao and his future daughter-in-law.

In the end, although the Evil Lord died and he himself lay dormant for over a hundred years, this matter has been put on hold. Chen Feng still feels a bit indebted to the two of them.

"Of course, we should do it big and do it happily!"

Chen Chuhao said seriously. He takes this matter very seriously.

"Good!"

"I'm still waiting for my little grandson to be born."

"Look, little Yan can already crawl everywhere... No, wait!"

Chen Feng suddenly woke up. Chen Chuling's offspring, his little Yan grandson, is already almost two hundred years old.

His memories are still intact, back when Chen Muyan was crawling on the ground.

"Never mind that, within ten years, I want to hold my grandson!"

Chen Feng said firmly, while his gaze turned towards Chen Chufan.

His son is good in every way, except that he doesn't want to get married.

This gives him a headache.

Now, seeing Chen Feng's clear indication, Chen Chufan still chooses to play dumb.

This makes Chen Feng furious, wishing to kick this kid's ass.

"Alright, alright, I'll listen to you, Father!"

Chen Chuhao readily agreed. He has long had this idea.

Looking at his brothers and sisters around him, with their children running around everywhere, he also wants to have a child in his arms, calling him "Daddy" with a milky voice.

"Then let's set the date for June 6th this year!"

It's already April now, so we need to act quickly to fulfill this promise.

Chen Chuhao didn't refuse.

"Fan'er, you will be in charge of this matter, consider it a special test for you."

Chen Feng glanced at Chen Chufan again, his eyes no longer as kind as before.

"Understood, understood."

Chen Chufan felt a headache, while in his mind, Lei Yue was secretly laughing.

After so many years of getting along, she has also come to understand Chen Chufan's identity.

Now, seeing this peerless powerhouse whom even his father respects and admires, urging him to get married, the look of disdain on his face makes her burst into laughter.

The huge contrast made Lei Yue redefine the term "Immortal Emperor".

"What are you laughing at?"

Chen Chufan felt even more headache, covering his head, feeling helpless.

"I'm not laughing at you."

"You know, should we just go along with it? Deal with your father?"

Lei Yue suggested seriously, her eyes shining as she stared at Chen Chufan's soul.

"Let's talk about it later."

Chen Chufan was at a loss for words, and in the end, he could only say this incomprehensible sentence.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Lei Yue chuckled and drew circles in his sea of ​​soul.

April 15th.

The Chen clan has experienced a major event, causing a stir among the entire clan.

The founder of the Chen clan, Chen Feng, has returned.

This has brought tears of excitement to countless young members of the clan, who are eager to pay their respects to the founder.

This has caused some headaches for Chen Feng.

The reason being, there are now too many clan members, and it would be impossible to meet each and every one of them.

This would lead to an endless cycle, which is not acceptable, so he refused.

Furthermore, he used his powers to project himself into every corner of the Immortal Chen Continent.

He spread some inspirational literature to inspire the motivation of the young members of the Chen clan.

At the same time, another piece of news spread.

The Desolate King of the Chen clan, one of the four Profound Immortals, is going to marry the princess of the Qin clan in the Kunlun Realm, Qin Lu.

This news has caused a commotion among the entire Chen clan.

Countless forces are shaken and are contemplating what gifts to give to impress the Desolate King.

The overseas Dragon Clan is very happy about Chen Feng's return.

Chen Chude and Chen Muli, who are trapped in the ruins, would have already come out and sought Chen Feng's support if they were not restricted by the prohibition.

At the same time, Chen Feng also met with various kings and nobles of the Chen clan and had lengthy conversations with them.

Then, he found Sheng Che and had a drink with him, discussing their aspirations.

The Chen clan is undergoing a transformation, and Sheng Che is also feeling the urgency, working hard to improve his cultivation, so as not to miss this opportunity.

He anticipates that the Chen clan will definitely have important matters to attend to in the future, and he wants to be a part of it.

"What about the lineage of the Heavenly Saint Sect in the Immortal Realm? Can you contact them?"

After drinking a few cups, Chen Feng began to inquire about the period of the Heavenly Saints.

In the ancient times, the Heavenly Saint Sect was considered a significant force in the Immortal Spirit Continent.

But now, in the era of the Immortal Chen, only a group of old and weak members remain.

Even in the past hundreds of thousands of years, there hasn't been a single immortal from the lineage of the Heavenly Saints. Chen Feng couldn't help but suspect that something had happened to the lineage.

When Sheng Che heard Chen Feng's inquiry, he replied without hesitation, "They're gone."

He took a sip of wine alone, his tone filled with a sense of desolation.

"Gone? That shouldn't be possible?!" Chen Feng was puzzled, as he had a deep understanding of the power of the Heavenly Saints' lineage.

Even the Heavenly Saint's Creation Art was enough to allow one to cultivate to the level of a True Immortal or above.

Mastering the power of creation was like a panacea, one of the powerful methods in the immortal path.

"Why would I lie to you? After the Heavenly Saint Patriarch ascended to the Upper Realm, my Heavenly Saint lineage was suppressed and became the target of the True Immortal forces."

"As a result, my Heavenly Saint lineage's heritage in the Immortal Realm was destroyed. After receiving a few scattered pieces of information, we lost all contact."

Chen Feng fell silent upon hearing this. The Immortal Realm was not as beautiful as he had imagined.

Just like anywhere with conscious beings, there would be endless conflicts.

There were too many instances of killing and devouring.

"Which force did this?" Chen Feng asked.

"My Chen clan also inherited and utilized the heritage of your Heavenly Saint lineage."

"I will avenge this when I ascend to the Immortal Realm," Chen Feng said solemnly, his eyes filled with an undisguised killing intent.

The inheritance of the Heavenly Saint Sect was not concealed from the Chen clan. Almost all of it was passed down to them.

Among the young members of the Chen clan, many of them were cultivating the Creation Art, which was essentially the continuation of the Heavenly Saint lineage.

This cause and effect had to be accepted, unless one never ascended to the Immortal Realm in their lifetime.

"I will personally take care of this revenge," Sheng Che declined, showing his stubbornness.

This was his stubbornness as the head of the Heavenly Saint lineage, as well as his confidence.

Now that he was only in the Immortal Realm, he felt that he could seek revenge from the powerful forces that possessed True Immortals.

This showed his confidence in his own talent and his confidence in his future.

"What is the name of this force?" Chen Feng asked again, adding another name to his list of those who must die.

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