Immortal Cultivation Family: Start By Accepting Dao Companions

"It's you!"

Upon seeing this person, Chen Feng's mind immediately recalled the manager of Myriad Treasures Trading Firm in South Chu City several decades ago.

Wan Youjin!

"Chen Feng, it is truly an honor for me that you still remember me," Wan Youjin said with a touch of emotion on his face, looking at Chen Feng with a complex expression.

"It is my pleasure to remember you, Senior Wan Youjin," Chen Feng replied respectfully.

Wan Youjin's face showed a mix of emotions as he looked at Chen Feng.

"Thanks to the care and cooperation of Senior Wan Youjin, our Chen family's business has thrived in recent years."

"It's only natural. The Foundation Building Pills provided by Senior Chen Feng every year have greatly boosted the performance of Myriad Treasures Trading Firm. I should be the one thanking you," Wan Youjin replied.

The two exchanged pleasantries and praised each other's businesses.

Looking serious, Wan Youjin spoke up, "I have come to disturb you today, Senior Chen Feng, because I have a request..."

"I would like to meet your son-in-law, Wan... Chen Wuji."

Chen Feng looked him up and down, contemplating in his mind.

Wan Wuzai, after marrying into the Chen family, officially changed his name to Chen. He was heavily nurtured by Chen Feng and was the only trusted person besides Chen Feng's wives and children. The amount of resources invested in him each year was equivalent to tens of thousands of low-grade spirit stones.

Although Chen Wuji's surname is Wan, he seems to have no connection with Myriad Treasures Trading Firm, except for sharing the same surname as the ruling family.

Now that Wan Youjin has come looking for him, it seems there is something hidden behind it.

"Yunqi, go and call Elder Wuzai," Chen Feng waved his hand, instructing Chen Yunqi to fetch Chen Wuji.

"Thank you, Senior Chen Feng," Wan Youjin sincerely expressed his gratitude.

Chen Feng smiled and replied, "No need to thank me."

"But I would like to know what connection your Wan family has with my son-in-law."

"Well..." Wan Youjin looked somewhat hesitant.

He seemed conflicted, glancing intentionally or unintentionally towards a void behind him.

"Never mind..."

A figure emerged from the distant void.

In just a few steps, the figure appeared in front of Chen Feng.

Chen Feng's heart suddenly skipped a beat, his aura surging as a sudden impulse took over.

"Nascent Soul!" Chen Feng held his breath and quietly activated the array formation in his clan.

"Chen Feng, there's no need to be nervous. I am Wuzai's grandfather..." Wan Wutian showed a gentle smile, suppressing the fluctuations in his aura and taking a step back.

"Cough, cough." Chen Feng pretended to cough twice, carefully observing the radiant old man in front of him.

He was over eight feet tall, with an appearance of an immortal, and his aura was restrained as if he were an ordinary old man.

This was also the first time Chen Feng had come into close contact with a Nascent Soul cultivator.

Such existences were renowned throughout the entire Great Chu.

"You are Wuzai's grandfather?" Chen Feng's eyes were filled with disbelief. Chen Wuji had such a background?

What about his previous hardships and wanderings? He might have already reached the Gold Core stage by relying on his family's support.

The old man's face showed a sense of emotion, his gaze seemingly lost in distant memories, and his voice slightly lowered:

"I am called Wan Wutian, born in the Wan family, a warrior. In my later years, I had a son named Wan Wuming, who is also the father of Wuzai."

Chen Feng quietly observed the old man and noticed a resemblance to Chen Wuji, but Chen Feng couldn't help feeling a bit strange.

A cultivator from a three-generation immortal family, yet he ended up in the small Origin Spirit County, fighting for meager resources.

Wan Wutian spoke slowly, "After Wuming's Qi Refining, I went out to seek a breakthrough opportunity and only returned ten years ago..."

"Interesting!" Chen Feng's eyes narrowed, instantly becoming intrigued.

Wan Wutian's face showed a complex mix of regret and pain.

"I have a bad temper, and I made many enemies within the clan during the more than twenty years I was away. They targeted and suppressed my descendants, ultimately forcing my son out of the family, and I don't know where he is."

Suddenly, anger flashed across Wan Wutian's face as he said in a deep voice, "After I returned, I learned about everything that happened and finally found my own trace..."

After Wan Wutian finished speaking, Chen Feng also felt a sense of emotion.

In the world of cultivation families, conflicts were common, and they fought over resources. Wan Wuming became a sacrifice in the Wan family's struggle for resources.

At that time, Wan Wutian was old and was presumed dead outside, which led to him being expelled from the family. Wan Wuzai mysteriously died when he was in his teens.

Wan Wutian searched in many places, and in recent years, Myriad Treasures Trading Firm had frequent dealings with the Chen family, and he had also communicated with Chen Wuji, which led him to come here.

In other words, Chen Wuji was Wan Wutian's only direct descendant and grandson.

Chen Feng took a sharp breath.

"Family head..."

Chen Wuji also came to Chen Feng's side and trembled as he looked at Wan Wutian across from him.

Wan Wutian felt the same way, his gaze fixed on Chen Wuji, filled with guilt.

"Who is he?" Chen Wuji looked at Wan Wuzai. For some reason, he felt a strong connection with the old man before him, and his blood seemed to stir.

Chen Feng looked at Chen Wuji with a complicated expression and calmly said, "He is your grandfather."

"What!? How is that possible!?"

Chen Wuji's pupils contracted, his eyes filled with disbelief. If Chen Feng had ever told a lie, he would have thought it was a joke.

After Chen Feng finished speaking, Wan Wutian's voice trembled, like a lonely old man who suddenly found his relative.

"Wuzai, I am your grandfather..."

"You took advantage of me!" Chen Wuji didn't say this out loud, but for some reason, his eyes became moist.

The old man in front of him looked somewhat similar and felt incredibly familiar. Perhaps he really was his grandfather.

After all, when one cultivates to a certain level, they become extremely perceptive of their own bloodline's power. Faced with the old man before him, the throbbing of his own bloodline couldn't be faked.

Seeing that Chen Wuji didn't speak, Wan Wutian took a step forward and hugged him, his voice choked with emotion.

"Wuzai, I am your grandfather, Wan Wutian. Your father is Wan Wuming, and he once..."

At first, Chen Wuji struggled against the idea of an unfamiliar 'grandfather' and was resistant. But as he listened to Wan Wutian's story, he stopped resisting and tears welled up in his eyes, allowing Wan Wutian to stroke his head.

This scene made Chen Feng's nose tingle, as he himself was a grandfather and understood the pain involved.

Unconsciously, distant memories began to resurface in his mind. An old man with a fading face gently holding a young child...

Chen Feng turned around and said to Chen Yunqi,

"Instruct your older brother to prepare a feast to welcome our distinguished guest."

"And bring your sister Ziyun and Xiaojing here."

"Understood, Father. I'll go and be right back!" Chen Yunqi also felt a sense of emotion as he glanced at Chen Wuji, who was embracing Wan Wutian, and then swiftly left the scene with his mana surging under his feet.