Cultivating Immortality: Beginning with Blessings from the Immortals

These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the members of both clans.

Generally speaking, the clan leader has the highest prestige within the clan, and clan members will not disobey the clan leader's words.

Chen Xiao and Zhao Deyan both looked rather grim when they heard Chen Yi's refusal.

"Chen Yi, don't act rashly."

"We're doing this for your own good; you're the only one left in your lineage."

"Zhao Deyan is your uncle, and he has broken through to the Foundation Establishment stage. I imagine he won't treat you badly," Chen Xiao said in a deep voice.

Chen Yi sneered upon hearing this, recalling how his parents hadn't stood up for him when they died.

No one paid any attention to this matter. The original owner made a living by cultivating spiritual fields on his own. Although he lived a poor life, he was self-sufficient.

Now that he's standing up for himself, it's incredibly hypocritical.

"Thank you for your kindness, Grandpa, but since my parents passed away, I have been able to support myself on my own."

"Besides, I don't want to be dependent on others, so let's just drop this matter," Chen Yi said calmly, turning to leave.

Zhao Deyan snorted coldly and winked at several members of the Zhao clan.

The next moment, several people stepped forward and blocked Chen Yi.

Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine and secretly gathered his spiritual energy, already holding the seven-colored jade pendant in his hand.

"What? Are you trying to force me?" Chen Yi asked.

Zhao Deyan appeared in front of Chen Yi in a flash, and smiled:

"Nephew, what are you saying?"

"We're doing this for your own good. We're all family. Don't you trust your uncle and aunt?"

Chen Yi chuckled coldly a few times and turned to look around.

The Zhao and Chen clansmen watched coldly, while some others simply watched the spectacle with amusement.

"When my parents were alive, our family lived a poor but self-sufficient life."

"I never saw you step in to help back then, and even if you did, my parents reciprocated the favor."

"After they passed away, I lived alone and never asked you for anything. We have never owed you anything," Chen Yi said calmly.

Zhao Deyan's expression turned somewhat unpleasant upon hearing this, for no other reason than that everything Chen Yi said was true.

But he was well prepared, and smiled in response to Chen Yi's questioning:

"My uncle is usually diligent in his cultivation, so he has naturally neglected you somewhat. However, once you are adopted, I will treat you like my own son."

Chen Yi shook his head repeatedly, saying as he walked back:

"Stop pretending with me, I'm here to tell you what I'm here to tell you."

"I, Chen Yi, can make a name for myself on my own, so there's no need for you to worry about me."

The surrounding Zhao and Chen clansmen were in an uproar. Chen Yi was so young and impetuous that he actually refuted Zhao Deyan and the eldest son of the Chen family in public.

Zhao Deyan's face turned completely cold. Chen Yi had repeatedly humiliated him, and his patience had been exhausted.

"Chen Yi, you must abide by the clan rules," Zhao Deyan said coldly.

His aura suddenly surged, revealing the unmistakable pressure of a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Chen Yi felt a chill run down his spine, but remained calm and composed.

"Clan rules? Do you consider me a member of the Chen clan?"

"They ignored everything before, but now they want to talk about clan rules. It's a bit ridiculous," Chen Yi sneered.

Zhao Deyan sneered and immediately made his move.

A blue palm print erupted instantly, heading straight for Chen Yi's face.

The speed was so fast that Chen Yi couldn't react in time.

He immediately activated the seven-colored jade pendant and the black tortoise shell in his hand, and two shields instantly enveloped him.

A loud "bang" was heard.

The once incredibly sturdy seven-colored shield shattered instantly, with the inner black tortoise shell blocking the remaining attacks.

Although he blocked the blue palm print, he was also blasted away.

Chen Yi immediately activated Blood Burning, his blood and spiritual energy burning like flames, and his aura suddenly increased, vaguely reaching the eighth level of Qi Refining.

He adjusted his body and landed heavily on the ground.

"Cough cough," Chen Yi coughed lightly a few times, his inner body already shaken.

Zhao Deyan was surprised to see Chen Yi block his attack.

The difference in strength between Foundation Establishment and Qi Refining cultivators is enormous. Even a newly established Foundation Establishment cultivator can be equivalent to eight or nine Qi Refining Ninth Layer Perfection cultivators.

"A protective magic artifact? Chen Yi is definitely up to something." A glint of light flashed in Zhao Deyan's eyes.

It is already quite difficult for an ordinary Qi Refining stage cultivator to possess one or two magical artifacts.

Chen Yi used to struggle to make ends meet, but now he has two protective amulets.

Chen Yi's expression was icy. Only now, seeing a Foundation Establishment cultivator in good condition, did he realize how vast the difference was between the two.

Previously, when he fought against Foundation Establishment cultivators, Gu Changqing, Xue Qiang, and others were all seriously injured.

Their strength was less than one-tenth, which gave Chen Yi an opportunity to take advantage.

Without any hesitation, Chen Yi flashed backward.

He pushed his movement technique to its limit, creating afterimages as he rushed towards the courtyard gate.

Zhao Deyan was taken aback, not expecting Chen Yi to be so decisive. He immediately reacted and lunged forward.

Chen Yi was only a Qi Refining stage cultivator, and his speed was far inferior to Zhao Deyan's.

In an instant, the other party had caught up with him.

Chen Yi sensed something and immediately raised his right arm.

"Nine Needles of Cold Shadow, Entangling Silk"

Nine flying needles instantly shot out from his sleeves, heading straight for Zhao Deyan's face.

Zhao Deyan was shocked and immediately dodged to the side while casting a shield spell.

A cyan shield enveloped him, and the Nine Cold Shadow Needles immediately clashed with it.

"Clang clang clang"

A series of loud collisions rang out, instantly causing ripples to spread across the cyan shield.

Zhao Deyan's pupils contracted; Chen Yi's magical artifact was actually able to shake the shield spell. It should be known that even an ordinary Qi Refining cultivator's attack would struggle to cause a ripple in the shield.

Taking advantage of the lull, Chen Yi pushed open the door and went out.

But before he could react, another figure appeared in front of him.

"Chen Yi, after all, you are also a member of the Chen clan."

"After such a disrespectful act, you still want to run away?" Chen Xiao said coldly.

His cultivation level had reached the peak of the early Foundation Establishment stage, and his personal aura was much stronger than Zhao Deyan's.

Just as Chen Yi was about to make another move, a figure appeared behind him.

"Oh. I'd like to know how you intend to treat my junior brother," Wu Yifeng said slowly.

Upon seeing this, Chen Xiao's expression changed, and he immediately realized that the other party was also a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

At this moment, Zhao Deyan and Zhao Ruiming, along with several clansmen, also rushed to Chen Yi's side.

Chen Yi breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wu Yifeng beside him.

If he hadn't made preparations in advance, he probably wouldn't have been able to escape today.

"Who are you, and why are you interfering in our clan's affairs?" Zhao Deyan asked coldly.

Wu Yifeng sneered a few times and pulled Chen Yi behind him.

"Don't try to fool me, Chen Yi is my junior brother."

"His parents have passed away, but he has already become a disciple of Master Zhou. Our master is equivalent to Chen Yi's father," Wu Yifeng said in a deep voice.

Upon hearing this, Chen Yi felt a warmth in his heart.

Zhao Deyan, Chen Xiao, and the others exchanged glances, none of them aware that Chen Yi had actually become someone else's apprentice.

"Master? Who is Master Zhou?" Zhao Deyan asked.

Chen Yi walked forward and said seriously:

"My master is a cultivator from the Heavenly Spirit Sect, a second-tier array master."