Douluo: A Century-old Legend I Am the Second Uncle Chenxin

Bo Xian'er looked up at the bright moon, walked slowly and asked, "Is he... is he really our great-grandson? I always feel it's unreal."

Chen Zixiu took a deep breath and spoke slowly: "There are always people and things in this world that we don't understand very well, so we feel a sense of emptiness."

"That child said that his broad knowledge and profound understanding all came from his master, the precious memories bestowed upon him by the mighty power of the heavens."

He went on to say, “Mr. Chen Xiao, however, possesses many extraordinary inheritances, has unique insights, knows many secrets between heaven and earth, and even possesses coveted treasures, all of which are thanks to the gifts of his master.”

"He can even use these powers to bring living beings to life. That's how Xiaoyi came to be."

He paused for a moment and continued, "But after all, we watched Xiaojun being born and raised. The blood of the Chen family runs in his veins."

"Besides, you can also see that his heart is with us. As long as these two points are guaranteed, nothing else matters."

After hearing this, Bo Xian'er's eyes flashed with understanding: "So, you want him to take over the position of clan leader?"

Chen Zixiu nodded: "Yu'er, Cong'er and the others do have this intention."

"You also met Xun'er, Xiuxin and Jianjun this afternoon, especially Jianjun. Although he has outstanding talent and qualifications in cultivation, being a clan leader requires more than just cultivation."

"In terms of political strategy, vision and leadership, he is far inferior to Xiaojun."

Bo Xian'er turned around gracefully, her eyes showing a hint of curiosity, and asked softly, "What do you think about this?"

Chen Zixiu pondered for a moment, then answered seriously, "Yu'er once said that this is a major change that has not happened in a thousand years, and I agree with her."

At this point, a hint of regret flashed across his eyes, but it was quickly replaced by determination.

Hearing this, Bo Xian'er opened her red lips and whispered, "This is a major change that hasn't happened in a thousand years..."

Her voice drifted slowly in the air, as if she was pondering the meaning behind these profound words.

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Bo Xian'er sighed softly, took light steps, and walked into the distant night.

The night breeze blew towards her, and her dress fluttered lightly in the wind, like an elf under the moon.

Her plump and beautiful figure floated away like a fairy under the bright moonlight.

Chen Zixiu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help asking, "It's so late, where are you going?"

Without even turning around, Bo Xian'er replied, "Of course I went to meet people, but not everyone is as free as you and indifferent to your great-grandson's love life."

After hearing this, Chen Zixiu could not help but shook his head helplessly.

Xixi sat in front of the window, her blue dress was as white as water and as clear as frost, reflecting her beautiful face, making it sparkle.

The moonlight poured down from the sky and fell on her, as gentle as water waves.

In the distance, the sound of bamboo waves could be faintly heard; it was the mountain breeze blowing through the bamboo forest.

She leaned quietly against the window, bathing in the cool moonlight and gazing at the sky.

The moon slowly moved to the middle of the sky. Xixi looked at it quietly, without any desire to sleep. It was late at night and the lovesickness seemed to grow stronger.

Suddenly, she seemed to realize something. She sat up straight from her lazy posture and looked outside the house.

Before my eyes was a lush bamboo forest. Under the moonlight, the tall bamboos cast mottled shadows on the ground and swayed gently in the wind.

However, deep in the shadows of the bamboo, a human figure could be vaguely seen.

Xixi's face changed slightly, she stood up, and the golden trident glowed slightly and appeared silently in her hand.

The person in the bamboo shadow seemed to be weightless, standing on the thin bamboo branch. After a while, someone suddenly said faintly: "It's really pitiful..."

Xixi's eyes turned cold as she looked towards the dark shadows in the bamboo forest, but somehow, the voice of the person who came late at night was soft and pleasant, and sounded somewhat familiar.

Thinking this in his mind, his face was as clear as ice, and he asked, "Who is it?"

A mountain breeze blew, and the bamboo shadows shook violently, disturbing the shadows on the ground. A figure floated out, it was Bo Xianer.

Under the moonlight, her eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, her skin was crystal clear, and a faint charm was only faintly visible between her eyebrows.

Xixi was stunned for a moment, and a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes.

She never expected that the person who would visit her so late at night would be Bo Xianer.

Shocked and surprised, she blurted out: "Grandma, why is it you?"

Bo Xian'er walked over with light steps, her lips slightly raised, and she joked: "Little guy, don't you welcome grandma to visit you at night?"

Xixi came back to her senses and looked carefully at Bo Xian'er in front of her. She tilted her head and said seriously: "Grandma, your voice seems different from before."

Bo Xian'er smiled gently and asked softly, "Oh? Then what do you think is different, my little Xixi?"

Xixi frowned, trying to find the right words, "Your voice is softer, and sounds warmer."

She finally found the feeling.

Hearing this, Bo Xian'er smiled even brighter, "Maybe grandma is in a particularly good mood tonight."

"Is that so?" Xixi blinked, looked at Bo Xian'er in confusion, and asked in a low voice: "Grandma, you came to see me so late, is there something wrong?"

Bo Xianer gently patted the back of Xixi's hand, her eyes full of doting.

She smiled gently and said, "Silly child, grandma just wanted to come and see you."

"It's so late, why don't you rest? Standing by the window looking at the moon, are you missing someone in your heart?"

Xixi's cheeks flushed slightly. She pouted in pretending to be angry, snorted coquettishly, and said in pretending to be angry: "Grandma, you are making fun of me. What is the matter that you came to see me tonight?"

Bo Xian'er stared at Xixi's shy face, smiling and saying, "Whoever you are thinking of is why I am here."

Xixi's body suddenly shook, and her eyes flashed with confusion and bewilderment.

She was stunned for a moment, as if immersed in some complex emotions, and then suddenly frowned slightly.

She took a deep breath, trying to calm her excitement, and then said slowly and tentatively:

"Grandma, what do you mean?"

Bo Xian'er opened her eyelashes slightly and smiled softly, "You looked like you were in a state of disarray in the hall today. Everyone saw it. How could you have hidden your little tricks from everyone's eyes?"

When Xixi heard this, a trace of embarrassment flashed across her face. She moved her lips as if she wanted to say something, but was gently stopped by Bo Xian'er.

"Nearly 90% of us who have awakened Seagod spirits are descendants of the Saint Maiden lineage. It is normal for us to be emotional, just like grandma did back then."

Bo Xianer's words reveal understanding and tolerance.

Xixi said "Oh" softly, as if a question in her mind was answered.

Bo Xianer continued, “Although the experiences of our predecessors in history were different, their emotional paths were mostly similar.”

"And your situation is even more special, because the person you love is your grandmother's great-grandson."

Hearing this, Xixi couldn't help but lower her eyes and said in a low voice: "I know."

Bo Xianer reached out and gently patted Xixi's shoulder, her eyes full of love: "Child, your emotional choice should be decided by yourself."

"But you are still young and have little experience in the world, so you need to travel to more places and experience more things and people before you can see your heart clearly and understand what you really want..."