System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

Three days later.

An inner disciple came to visit.

Chen Wen looked at the name card and pondered for a moment: Ye Changqing, the Ye family.

He did not use the name of the sect, but rather the Ye family.

Visiting his cousin?

Is this a accusation or an apology?

Chen Wen pondered, but showed no fear. He directly activated the formation and stood on the pavilion of the cave to greet them.

A streak of light quickly swept in from the horizon, transformed into a figure, and gracefully landed in front of Chen Wen.

A young man in a green robe, jade crown, and with sword-like eyebrows, he didn't look like a blacksmith but rather a swordsman.

His demeanor was composed and his temperament was excellent; one could tell at a glance that he came from a distinguished family.

As Chen Wen sized up Ye Changqing, Ye Changqing was also sizing him up.

At first glance, I couldn't help but admire him. What a handsome young man! Wearing purple robes might look vulgar on an ordinary person, but on this man, it exudes nobility without being ostentatious, highlighting his gentle and refined nature.

He scanned the area with his spiritual sense and found it to be at the eighth level of Qi Refining. He immediately suppressed any lingering thoughts in his mind. Reaching this level of cultivation in just three years since entering the sect was already worthy of his status as a true disciple.

He had some reservations about his family sending him to visit this good-for-nothing disciple, especially since his family had also asked him to test his strength. In any case, he couldn't be negligent.

But now it seems he dares not neglect it; he has to treat it with utmost respect!

He laughed heartily, "Hehe~ Senior Brother Jingwen, I apologize for the intrusion and disturbance."

"Brother Changqing, you're too kind. It's only right that I visit my cousin."

Chen Wen waved his hand and responded with a smile. A thought struck him, and he used his spiritual sense to guide the other person to a nearby table.

"I have already sent Ye Fan here. Brother Changqing, why don't you have some tea and wait for a moment?"

"I could never have imagined that my senior brother's tea would be so rare."

Ye Changqing followed Chen Wen to the table with a smile.

A small potted plant sits on the table, emanating a spiritual energy and emitting a delicate fragrance, making the surrounding environment even more serene.

Chen Wen took out the snow-covered spring flowers he had picked some time ago to brew tea for them.

Then he looked at Ye Changqing and said, "If it weren't for Brother Changqing coming, I wouldn't have known that Ye Fan was a member of the Ye family. I'm ashamed."

Mentioning Ye Fan, Ye Changqing's eyes narrowed slightly, a hint of disdain flashing across them, and he said indifferently:

"Brother Jingwen, there's no need for this. I only recently learned of this matter myself. My family sent me to deliver some resources to him, so that he knows the family has never forgotten him..."

At this moment, a figure slowly walked up the stairs. Upon seeing the newcomer, the figure paused for a moment, then bowed to Chen Wen.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Jingwen! Greetings, this inner sect senior brother!"

Chen Wen could tell from Ye Fan's reaction that he recognized him, but they must not have a good relationship, which was why he was acting this way.

He seemed oblivious, and with a light laugh, introduced Ye Fan.

"Ye Fan, this is your elder brother from your own clan. He has come to see you today, so please do not neglect him."

As he spoke, he poured the tea from the pot into two jade cups, placing them in the empty spaces next to Ye Changqing and Ye Changqing respectively.

Chen Wen then pointed to the empty seat next to Ye Changqing and said to Ye Fan:

"Come, sit with your cousin."

"Senior brother, I'm afraid..."

Ye Fan hesitated for a moment. He knew in his heart that this cousin in front of him probably didn't have good intentions!

At this moment, Ye Changqing spoke with a smile:

"Brother Fan, come and sit down. I've brought some resources from the family with you. We brothers should have a good chat."

Chen Wen also smiled and nodded, "Don't worry, let's chat. My Luoyun Mountain isn't a big temple, and we don't have much to do. We still have time to chat and catch up."

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief. His senior brother had made it very clear: although Luoyun Mountain was not a large temple, it was more than enough to protect him.

He quickly bowed and said, "Thank you, Senior Brother Jingwen."

He then sat down at the table, where the teacup in front of him emitted a fragrant aroma that invigorated him.

Seeing that the two of them seemed a little awkward, Chen Wen smiled and said:

"Now that you two brothers have met, I won't disturb you any longer. You two can continue your conversation as you see fit!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Changqing's expression immediately changed. Who would want to reminisce with that good-for-nothing? He was using this as an excuse to test Chen Jingwen's strength and report back to his family.

He quickly spoke up to stop them:

"scene....."

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he saw the figure of the gentle and refined young man in front of him begin to fade.

This made his pupils shrink sharply, leaving him speechless.

The boy eventually disappeared.

Ye Changqing, however, never noticed anything amiss.

I was sweating profusely, and my back felt cold.

Is this supernatural power? Impossible!

If it's not supernatural power, then what is it?

He lost his composure; this was something beyond his comprehension.

He frantically scanned the attic with his spiritual sense, but found nothing.

Apart from him and Ye Fan, there was no one else in the entire attic.

The fragrant flowers on the table still emitted a delicate aroma, but he had no mood to savor them anymore.

He casually pulled out a storage bag and tossed it to Ye Fan, then stood up and said indifferently:

"The Third Elder told me to tell you to behave yourself from now on!"

After saying that, he turned and soared into the sky.

Ye Fan gripped the storage bag, his fingertips trembling. He had long since given up on this family!

He picked up his teacup and drank it all in one gulp, then got up and went downstairs to continue directing the servants.

After he left, the spirit flower in the attic suddenly flashed, and Chen Wen appeared in front of the flower.

Looking at Ye Changqing, who had already disappeared into the distance, a faint smile appeared on her lips.

He had just used the spiritual flowers on the table as a catalyst to unleash the Withering and Flourishing Body technique, and he still does so now.

In fact, he has been in the isolation room with the little guy. He has been very fussy these past two days, so he should be about to hatch.

Ye Changqing's visiting card said he was visiting his cousin, but that's a lie.

Everyone knows that his real intention was not what he intended to achieve.

Chen Wen originally thought that he was either there to demand an explanation or to apologize.

But unexpectedly, he chose a third party, playing favorites against his will.

To test one's own abilities; if one's abilities are too great, then apologize; if one's abilities are too shallow, then demand an explanation.

Chen Wen was too lazy to hide himself, and didn't bother with the usual tactic of pretending to be strong when he was actually powerful, making others look down on him and humiliate him, and then revealing his strength later.

No need.

It's not like I have an Ace love syndrome.

Why should someone who is respected always have to humiliate themselves first?

So since I know what he wants to see, I'll show him that, and I'll make sure it's presented in a way that he can't understand.

He will naturally investigate and then fill in the blanks in his mind.

Instead of pretending to be a pig, I will try my best to act like a tiger!

Although I am certain that the other party is currently in a precarious situation and will not necessarily fight me to the death, I still need to be on guard.

It's just something I do casually; it would be best if it worked, but it's okay if it didn't.

As for his gift, it's best not to accept it to avoid trouble.

His figure disappeared again.

Inside the secluded room.

Chen Wen was continuously pouring spirit stones down.

The spirit beast egg in front of them was shaking incessantly, emitting a series of pecking sounds as it pecked at its shell.

Chen Wen then continuously soothed the agitated little guy in his sea of ​​consciousness.

It's unclear whether it was because I stayed in the womb for too long that day.

The little guy had a very difficult time hatching.

Chen Wen felt that the shell was a bit too thick.

Every time the little guy goes through a tribulation, he has to scatter dozens of spirit stones to replenish his strength.

He felt no heartache, but rather great joy.

Such extraordinary abilities even before birth suggest that one's bloodline must be exceptional!

"Click—"

With the appearance of the first crack.

Immediately afterwards, cracks spread throughout the entire egg.

Finally, the eggshell shattered completely and collapsed with a crash.

Chen Wen quickly focused his gaze.

But he immediately frowned.

A bird or beast, about the size of an ordinary chick and covered in grayish-brown down, emerged from the egg and shook itself.

It let out a clear, tender chirp, "Chirp chirp~"

Is that a snow eagle?!

It hatched just like that? Without any dramatic changes in weather or unusual phenomena?

Chen Wen and the little guy stared at each other, wide-eyed.

The little guy tilted his head, looking at the enormous creature in front of him with a bewildered expression.

It seemed to recognize this as its master, who had been with it for two and a half years, and immediately began to flap its wings excitedly, trying to fly towards Chen Wen, chirping incessantly.

"Chirp chirp~ Chirp chirp~ Chirp chirp~"

Chen Wen also figured it out; it was probably because he was a newborn, and he would be fine when he grew up.

He reached out, trying to lift it up.

However, the little guy suddenly dodged away, "Chirp chirp~"

From the sea of ​​consciousness, I sensed the little guy's disdain.

Chen Wen narrowed his eyes slightly. It was confirmed; this was indeed a Snowwing Eagle.

He then cast a cleansing spell and reached out his hand. The little guy reluctantly landed in his palm, rubbed against it, and pecked a few times.

Chen Wengang wanted to reach out and bring it to his side to examine it.

The little guy suddenly jumped down, landed next to his scattered eggshells, pecked at them a few times, spat them out, and then chirped a few times at Chen Wen.

Chen Wen was somewhat uncertain, but he had a guess. He tentatively communicated with her through their minds, "You want me to help you clean the eggshell?"

"Chirp chirp!"

The little guy nodded vigorously, his eyes full of anticipation.

Chen Wen was both amused and exasperated, realizing he had raised a little guy who was extremely clean to the extreme.

However, he still used his spiritual power to lift the eggshell, and while casting a cleaning spell, he also drew upon the nearby spiritual spring to gently rinse it.

Then, all the eggshells were placed on a clean stone platform.

The little guy happily jumped onto the stone platform and began pecking at the eggshell.

Chen Wen was amazed. As expected of a snow eagle that took two and a half years to hatch, it could run, jump and communicate right after it was born.

Watching the snow eagle peck at its eggshell, which was dozens of times larger than itself, little by little, it seemed to be enjoying its meal immensely.

Chen Wen swallowed hard, a sudden thought popping into his head: What does this thing taste like?

He decided to do it, so he reached out, picked up a small piece, put it in his mouth and chewed it. It had no taste, just the texture of a regular eggshell, sandy and crunchy.

Chen Wen lost interest in it.

When he looked up again, he saw the little guy staring straight at him, his eyes filled with disdain and disbelief.

It seems to be saying, "Seriously? They're even taking kids' snacks?!"

Chen Wen gave an awkward laugh. "I'll just have a taste, I won't steal it from you!"

As he spoke, he took out a Huangya Dan (a traditional Chinese medicine) and placed it in front of the little guy.

The little guy's eyes lit up immediately. He looked down at the eggshell, then at Chen Wen, and then pushed out another piece and tapped it.

Chen Wen shook his head repeatedly, "You eat it, I don't want to eat it."

The little guy swallowed the Yellow Sprout Pill in one gulp, and a faint flow of spiritual energy emanated from his body, but it quickly disappeared.

After finishing all the eggshells, the little guy let out a satisfied burp.

It came to Chen Wen, jumped onto his palm, rubbed against him affectionately, and fell asleep.

Chen Wen used his spiritual sense to observe and discovered that the little guy had already reached the third level of Qi Refining cultivation even though he had just been born.

Moreover, they possess strong physiques and pure bloodlines.

"this......"

Chen Wen studied the illustrations of the Snowwing Eagle in his mind for a long time and finally concluded that it was a second-tier top-grade item!

This is a Tier 2 top-quality female Snowwing Eagle!

He immediately thought of a way to get rich after confirming this answer.

This eagle is the mother, and a top-quality one at that; she only needs to lay one egg for the Beast Hall.

After that, he could make a fortune just by breeding snow eagles.

If you want to breed with them, don't even talk about it without a dowry of 388,000 yuan!

The little one in my palm is fast asleep, completely unaware that his future has already been meticulously planned out.

Chen Wen placed the little guy on his shoulder and wrapped him with his magic to prevent him from falling.

He then went to the former alchemy room and began to study the Divine Firmament Sword Control True Technique.

The first refining is the most crucial step, and all subsequent refinements must be based on it.

Therefore, we must be extremely cautious.

The materials Chen Wen purchased were all top-quality.

He didn't dare look at them for too long, afraid that he would lose control and eat them.

His voracious stomach couldn't stand the sight of spiritual materials; the moment it saw them, it would roar with greed.

It took a full half hour for the Xuanhuang Refining Heart Technique to completely suppress the gluttonous stomach.

Chen Wencai was able to free his mind to carefully count the spiritual materials and prepare to refine them.

To be on the safe side, he did not refine it directly.

Instead, they took out some substitute materials.

It is made of materials similar to those of the genuine sword pellet, and the price is extremely low, only one thousand spirit stones per set.

Following the steps of the sword pill, Chen Wen attempted to refine it, not for success, but simply to familiarize himself with the process.

An hour later,

"Pfft~"

With a sound of it being scrapped.

A lump of gold, a mixture of various metals, appeared before Chen Wen.

Although he failed, Chen Wen was extremely excited. He had not only gone through the refining process, but it seemed that he really had a chance to succeed.

This means that a new magical artifact is about to be created, and it's a sword pellet!

One can imagine how sought-after it would be by sword cultivators once it was successfully forged.

Who wouldn't love to have a sword pellet fly out from their mouth and take the enemy's head?

Moreover, the sword pellet can be stored and nurtured within the body. The same move performed with the sword pellet is at least 30% faster and 30% more powerful!

It was both secluded and convenient, and Chen Wen immediately became immersed in it.

Chen Wen thought excitedly, and casually threw the lump of alloy scrap into his mouth.

This is all refined gold that has been tempered. Although it is waste, it is still a good thing and should not be wasted. It is just right for the gluttonous stomach to digest it.

For the next few days, Chen Wen spent his time feeding the little one and soaking in the alchemy room.

Only Ye Fan, who ran errands for him every day, knew how terrifying his daily expenses were—at least ten thousand spirit stones a day!

At this moment, Chen Wen paid no attention and even stopped making talismans.

At this moment, he was arbitrarily adding various spiritual materials to a mass of black, gooey liquid that was being smelted on the fire in front of him, while muttering to himself incessantly;

"The Divine Firmament Sword Pill prioritizes load-bearing capacity and sharpness; ordinary spiritual materials cannot achieve this..."

"But ordinary disciples don't need to pursue such perfection; sharpness is enough. So we should reduce the amount of cold iron by two parts, add one part of crystal jade, and half a part of black gold..."

"The depicted formation should be sharp, wind-breaking, armor-piercing, and cloud-piercing..."

Finally, Chen Wen made a hand seal and shouted, "Condense!"

A wisp of black-gold light flew out from the earth fire and landed in Chen Wen's hand.

Chen Wen took a closer look and was immediately overjoyed: "Hahaha, it's done! I've succeeded!!!"

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