75: Chapter 75 Are we part of your grandparent-grandchild play?

Zhong Ziqi closed his eyes to rest, enduring the surprised and doubtful gazes of the other Second Generation Cultivators.

From time to time, several familiar voice transmissions entered Zhong Ziqi's Sea of Consciousness.

"Brother Zhong, why are you able to sit in the first row of the judges' seats?"

"Brother Zhong, do you know who the Cultivator in the main seat is? How could someone at a mere Qi Refining Level 9 be arranged in the main seat by Dan City? Could he be the child of some Nascent Soul Ancestor?"

...

These were the Second Generation Cultivators who didn't know the beginning and end of this Pill Viewing Assembly.

"Brother Zhong, why didn't the City Lord of Dan City arrange the main seat for you? Hehe, your flattery seems to have missed the mark."

"Brother Zhong, I'm a bit curious. If Senior Chen wants to find trouble with you later, will the City Lord of Dan City stop him? Or will he help him?"

"Brother Zhong, you're confused! You've made a terrible move, lowering the bottom line for us Second Generation Cultivators!"

...

These were the gloating transmissions from the Second Generation Cultivators who knew the inside story.

Zhong Ziqi ignored them all.

If it weren't for the fact that today's Pill Viewing Assembly could be said to have been facilitated by him, if he hadn't already offended the daughter of the City Lord of Dan City, and if he hadn't fully received the City Lord of Dan City's gratitude...

He definitely wouldn't stay here!

But the truth was just that cruel.

Not wanting to be caught in the crossfire of the conflict between father and daughter with no one to save him, Zhong Ziqi had to stand by Chen Xuanfeng to the end today!

Only the City Lord of Dan City could restrain the overbearing Chen Shuangfei!

Chen Shuangfei—his Master had warned him repeatedly. She was notoriously arrogant, overbearing, and vengeful among the top second generation of the previous generation, and she happened to have a protective father.

Zhong Ziqi couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of the several times his Master had looked like he wanted to say something but stopped upon learning he was meddling in the affairs of this father and daughter.

Once the arrow is shot, there is no turning back!

"He's here!"

Elder Dao gave a low reminder.

Zhong Ziqi suddenly opened his eyes and looked up at the sky.

The second generation members on the judges' seats also looked up in unison.

Luo Yunkai and his sons were a half-beat slower.

Above the clouds, a pitch-black Pill Furnace was as conspicuous as a drop of ink on white paper.

Beside the Pill Furnace, a long-haired old man sat cross-legged, alone above the clouds.

Sensing the gazes of the crowd below, the old man slowly opened his eyes and looked down with heavy pressure.

In an instant, everyone felt as if they were being stared at by a god, and not a single thought of resistance could rise in their hearts.

The old man's gaze first fell on the judges' seats.

These Cultivators were his focus this time; they were witnesses for his grandson.

His gaze naturally fell on the main seat, only to see someone with a shallow aura at Qi Refining Level 9.

The old man frowned imperceptibly.

Sweeping over the two seats to the left and right of the main seat in the first row, the old man locked onto Zhong Ziqi, who should have been in the main seat.

He was familiar with the aura of the Yun Shang Sect's Cultivation Technique.

With the powerful Divine Sense of the Nascent Soul Stage, not even the slightest difference in the black iron red sandalwood chairs below could be ignored.

In just a moment, he judged what had happened.

A cold indifference filled the old man's eyes.

Useless!

Zhong Ziqi's face turned slightly pale, and he lowered his head to hide his gloomy gaze.

The old man paid no more attention to Zhong Ziqi; there was no need to waste effort on a useless thing he had given face to.

However, these four...

The pressure of the old man's Nascent Soul Stage poured down!

Since when could his arrangements be disrupted at will!

Luo Yunkai and the other three immediately felt a massive force pressing down, trying to push them to the ground to crawl at his feet.

Xiao Tian once again felt only a step away from death.

He felt as weak and powerless as he had been when he was still a Mortal.

"No!"

Xiao Tian squeezed this single word through his teeth, his voice barely audible.

Arcs of lightning crackled and flickered across his body.

His back, which had been slowly bending under the heavy pressure, was straightening at a slow but steady pace!

Vines crawled all over Su Xin's body, as if they had become his spine, pulling him to stand tall.

Luo Yunkai's cultivation was higher than his two sons' after all, and using an Immortal-Grade Cultivation Technique, his situation was much better.

He even had the spare strength to block the Nascent Soul pressure for Ye Fan.

The old man above let out a surprised "Eh?"

"You have some skill, no wonder you dare to be so arrogant."

But that was all.

Just as the old man was about to increase the pressure, he was interrupted by the chime of a sword.

"Swoosh!"

Chen Xuanfeng had been there the whole time.

It was his father who had told him not to intervene yet, so he had held back.

But seeing that his grandfather refused to let it go, Chen Xuanfeng could no longer sit still.

Flying on his sword, a green light flashed, and the white-clad Chen Xuanfeng landed steadily in front of Luo Yunkai and the others.

Chen Xuanfeng restrained his urge to step forward and check on them, turned around coldly, and put his hands behind his back with a flick of his sleeves.

With his back to his father and brothers and facing the three thousand Alchemists, Chen Xuanfeng's expression was cold and proud.

"The Pill Viewing Assembly is about to begin. I hope you Alchemists do not disappoint the Fellow Daoists who have come from afar and tarnish the prestige of my Dan City."

The old man above didn't get angry at being upstaged; instead, he looked at Chen Xuanfeng with satisfaction, as if looking at his most outstanding masterpiece.

Chen Xuanfeng cupped his hands toward the sky. "City Lord..."

"Call me Grandfather." The old man above, the City Lord of Dan City, corrected him gently.

As if to show his favoritism for Chen Xuanfeng, not only did he speak with kindness, but he also completely withdrew his Nascent Soul pressure.

The Alchemists and Second Generation Cultivators below, who had been suffocating under the pressure: "..."

Are we part of your grandparent-grandchild play?

Chen Xuanfeng sighed. His mother still hadn't appeared, likely stopped by his grandfather.

As if resigned to his fate, he said, "Grandfather."

"Aye!" The City Lord of Dan City responded exceptionally loudly, using his spiritual power to spread it throughout Dan City and even a hundred miles beyond.

In a certain seclusion room in the City Lord's Mansion of Dan City.

Chen Shuangfei, who should have taken a Nascent Soul Breaking Pill to charge toward a higher Realm, silently opened her eyes.

Those were sharp eyes that seemed to hide knives; looking into such eyes, it was hard to focus on her flawless, exquisite face and her full, beautiful figure.

At this moment, a trace of complexity flashed in those sharp eyes.

Chen Shuangfei slowly stood up and opened the heavy stone door of the seclusion room.

Warm sunlight poured in, dancing on her black dress that perfectly outlined her figure, reflecting strange, multicolored hues.

Outside the seclusion room, the Nascent Soul Ancestor invited by the City Lord of Dan City to act as a Protector for Chen Shuangfei blocked her path in the blink of an eye.

The corners of Chen Shuangfei's mouth curled up coldly, her eyes full of arrogance and overbearingness. "Ancestor Hefeng, are you sure you want to stop me?"

Ancestor Hefeng felt his scalp tingle.

Brother Chen has misled me!

Didn't you say I only needed to act as a Protector for your daughter?

"With one word, I can make my father stop refining pills for you." From Chen Shuangfei's beautiful red lips came words that made even a Nascent Soul Ancestor feel a chill.

Ancestor Hefeng smiled bitterly and silently stepped aside.

He lamented in his heart: Brother Chen, you can't blame me for this. Everyone knows you're a daughter-doting maniac. If I really angered your daughter, you'd be the first one to come out and denounce me.

In the sky above the square outside the City Lord's Mansion, the City Lord, who was refining pills alongside the Alchemists below, felt a sudden itch in his nose.

His movement of throwing in spiritual materials stalled, nearly ruining this batch of Spirit Washing Pills.

Fortunately, his Alchemy skills were superb!

No one would notice his mistake!

"City Lord Chen just..."

Luo Yunkai heard Ye Fan's whisper beside him and tilted his head slightly, his eyes not leaving Chen Xuanfeng, who was refining pills with fluid movements.

He really does have some skill; no wonder this kid's grandfather doesn't want to let him go.

"Xiao Fan, what is it?"

Ye Fan frowned in confusion. "City Lord Chen seems to have made a mistake."

The City Lord of Dan City, refining pills above the clouds, was suddenly startled. He looked down and met Ye Fan's eyes.

This time, Ye Fan was incredibly certain, looking into the eyes of the City Lord of Dan City and saying each word clearly.

"City Lord Chen, your technique for handling the spiritual materials just now was incorrect. I'm afraid this batch of pills will only produce one High Grade."

The City Lord of Dan City was incredibly shocked.

This kid...