System crash? I prove it with my control panel!

But he still turned around and coldly looked at the several figures that were taking off again.

The leader was an elderly man in the late stage of Qi Refining, followed by a middle-aged man and a young man.

The old man had a wrinkled face, white hair, and was at the seventh level of Qi cultivation. His breath was weak and shallow, and he looked like he didn't have much time left.

The middle-aged man was tall and slender, with a scholarly air about him. He had a pen hanging from his waist and an ordinary-looking face, but he had a stubborn streak, suggesting that he was a man of his word.

The young man was handsome, dressed in a black robe with his hair tied up. He looked somewhat excited, and his face seemed familiar.

Chen Wen looked at the middle-aged man a few more times, then looked at the young man, recalling some childhood memories.

It seems to be his cousin, Chen Jingrun, who often sent him to heaven for fun.

Chen Wen's expression softened slightly, and he nodded in response:

"You have a moment to say what you want to say."

The three people who flew up were stunned upon hearing this, not expecting their prodigy to be so indifferent.

The middle-aged man, in particular, seemed taken aback by the younger man's attitude; his expression darkened and his eyes became stern.

Chen Jingrun was momentarily dazed; he seemed to see the envoy wink at him.

Seeing this, Cao Yunde secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, this envoy had only come out of the sect to settle his own family's ties.

It seems that the issue of clan land still needs to be discussed.

He hurriedly said,

"Envoy Chen, a banquet has been prepared below. Why don't you take your seats and have a chat, and give these younger family members some time?"

Chen Wen frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and nodded:

"it is good."

Cao Yunde beamed and immediately stepped aside to make way, saying, "Please!"

Chen Wen went straight into the main hall.

Cao Yunde followed closely behind, his voice echoing in the ears of the Chen family members.

"Gentlemen, don't blame me for not reminding you, once a disciple is sent to a sect, they are no longer your family's descendants. Your Chen family should still maintain a proper attitude. If you offend the envoy, I will not spare you, hmph!"

Finally, a cold snort rang in the middle-aged man's ear.

The middle-aged man's face immediately turned red, and he almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

His expression was like a candlelight in the night; anyone present who wasn't blind could see it.

The old man, Chen Wangchuan, helped him up and sighed, "Poyun, don't think so much. Once you enter the Azure Netherworld, it's like entering a deep sea; from then on, your family is just a stranger. This saying is indeed true."

"Don't repeat that tone you used when instructing the younger generation in the family. This is an envoy from the Emperor. He's showing us some respect, so we have to behave accordingly, understand?"

The middle-aged man, Chen Poyun, turned pale and then flushed, but finally nodded reluctantly.

"Understood, Third Master."

Chen Jingrun, standing to the side, paid no attention to the other person, but pondered the fact that Jingwen had just winked at him.

Listening to the conversation between the two people beside him, and recalling Jingwen's precocious and consistently calm demeanor since childhood, he shook his head inwardly.

No, he hasn't changed. He's always been as indifferent as ever. It's you who want to control Jingwen, make him acknowledge his ancestors, and make him bow down to the so-called "elders" according to family rules.

He didn't speak because he was caught up in the "family".

...

The banquet was set up in the hall with dozens of tables.

Chen Wen sat in the main seat in the hall, with Cao Yunde beside him.

The Cao and Chen families were seated on either side below.

Chen Wen looked around and found that the strength of the Cao family and the Chen family members was not much different, only lacking a leader.

Thus, he understood why Cao Yunde hadn't completely wiped out the Chen family.

They are still bound by the so-called morality.

The patriarch of the Chen family passed away peacefully.

As a Foundation Establishment ancestor, he naturally wouldn't take action against a group of Qi Refining cultivators.

This is also a tacit understanding within the Qingming cultivation world.

Otherwise, if everyone bullied the weak, the entire cultivation world would have been wiped out long ago.

The Cao family also has no successor, and if they were to fight the Chen family, they would suffer heavy losses.

It would be more worthwhile to force them to hand over their territory and spare their lives.

Each banquet has its own unique flavor.

Both the Cao and Chen families felt a pang of bitterness.

The banquet was halfway through.

Chen Wen pressed down on his chopsticks.

The surroundings fell silent as everyone stopped and turned their gazes toward Chen Wen, waiting cautiously.

His voice was calm, yet it carried an undeniable authority.

"Senior Cao, from this day forward, the Chen family's main territory will be handed over to the Chen family. As for the rest, it's yours. All resources and cultivation techniques will be returned. What do you say?"

Cao Yunde felt a bitter taste in his mouth upon hearing this, but he knew that he had no say in the matter, so he could only put on a respectful attitude.

"The Cao family respectfully obeys the envoy's orders!"

Chen Wen nodded, then looked down at Chen Wangchuan of the Chen family.

"What are the Chen family's opinions?"

Chen Wangchuan's eyes were already red at this moment. Being able to obtain the ancestral land and the foundation left by the ancestor was already an immense blessing.

He quickly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said:

"Thank you... Your Excellency. The Chen family has no..."

However, at that moment, Chen Poyun suddenly stood up.

"I disagree!"

These words shocked everyone in the room.

Cao Yunde's eyes lit up, revealing a hint of amusement, but he did not stop him.

Several members of the Chen family tried to pull him down, but he shook them off. His gaze fell on Chen Wen, and he said in a deep voice:

"Chen Jingwen, you are a member of the Chen family. How can you hand over the Chen family's land to others? If this gets out, what will become of the Chen family's reputation!"

"I belong to the 'broken' generation. According to seniority, you should call me 'elder uncle.' Let's not bring this up again. Let me take you to pay respects to our ancestors and pass on the family precepts before we discuss this further!"

Chen Wen looked at Chen Poyun, who had given him a cold shoulder earlier, and asked with some curiosity, "Who gave you the courage?"

His spiritual sense enveloped the entire hall, scanning everyone present carefully before finally settling on Chen Poyun for a thorough examination.

He made no attempt to conceal his actions, and everyone he swept over froze, not daring to make the slightest move.

As for Chen Poyun, although he looked displeased, Chen Wen simply focused his Soul-Seizing Technique in his eyes and glared at him, which made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, leaving him speechless.

He felt as if his clothes, skin, and veins had been peeled away layer by layer, leaving him completely exposed.

Only then did he feel remorse.

The thought was that if they could bring such a prodigy into the family, the family would surely become great again, without having to cede territory to survive.

A moment later, Chen Wen raised an eyebrow, withdrew his spiritual sense, and found nothing!

So that's the legendary old-fashioned guy?

Self-important and aloof...

Chen Wangchuan had already knelt down on the ground, drenched in cold sweat, when Chen Poyun started spouting nonsense.

However, Chen Wen's spiritual sense suppressed everyone, and no one could speak.

After examining the group, he smiled and asked, "Which branch are you from, and how many people are in your group?"

Chen Poyun thought he had made a mistake in his bet, but to his surprise, the kid actually laughed, and his regret dissipated.

Upon hearing this, he pondered, "What does this young man mean by asking how many people are in my lineage?"

Could it be that you've changed your mind and intend to reclaim and distribute all the clan's lands?

Or do you want to know about the family situation?

He didn't see Chen Wangchuan kneeling on the ground, tears streaming down his face, trembling with emotion, unable to speak.

They also failed to notice the horrified expressions on the faces of the many Chen family members behind him.

And there's the Cao family's playful side...

He said proudly:

"I belong to the main lineage; the deceased ancestor was my ancestor!"

"Although my main branch has branched out into several more branches that have moved far away from this place, there are still 153 of us, and countless ordinary disciples..."

As Chen Wen listened to his words, his spiritual sense swept across the entire immortal mountain.

There are only a little over three hundred people on the entire mountain, who are all the members of the Chen family who are capable of cultivation.

A knowing glint flashed in his eyes, and he smiled, saying:

Do you have a family genealogy?

"Of course it is!"

Chen Poyun nodded and took out a golden book from his storage bag, which was covered with densely packed small characters.

Chen Wen raised his hand and summoned the golden book, which was instantly taken into his hand.

Chen Poyun was shocked. "How dare you! This is the genealogy of the main branch of my Chen family. How can you touch it so casually? You must bathe, burn incense, and offer sacrifices to your ancestors before you can even look at it!"

"Uncle, you've misunderstood me. I just wanted to take a look."

Chen Wen smiled as he opened the book, found Chen Poyun's name, and nodded in satisfaction.

Chen Poyun felt a warm glow inside when he was called "Uncle".

The fact that a core disciple of the Qingming Sect had to call him "uncle" filled him with immense satisfaction, as if he could already see his nephews and nieces helping him build his foundation.

However, the Chen family members below were dumbfounded. They knew that Chen Poyun was quite domineering and rigid, and often scolded and beat his juniors.

Little did he know that he would do such a... unwise thing!

They didn't know, but Chen Wen did.

Soul-Capturing Technique is originally a mid-grade first-tier spell that captivates the mind and leads the person to ignore certain things.

Chen Wenfang had just guided him to tell the truth.

He held the golden book, and his voice echoed throughout the entire mountain peak.

"Next, everyone I've called out, gather in front of the hall. I'm going to have a good chat with the main branch's disciples."

"Chen Poyun, Chen Pofeng, Chen Jingyang, Chen Jianxue, Chen Zhen..."

The disciples in the mountains who had not attended the banquet were puzzled, but upon hearing the sound, they all came out and headed to the front of the hall.

Those inside the banquet, under Chen Wen's Soul-Capturing Curse, could only obediently answer, and were then forcibly controlled by Chen Wen with delicate threads to go to the front of the hall, standing there like puppets.

He wanted to warn his relatives who had come to escape, but he couldn't make a sound at all.

Cao Yunde was now horrified, looking at the calm-faced boy calling out names with suspicion and trepidation!

He already had a guess about what the boy in front of him was going to do next, but it was precisely this guess that made him feel terrified.

These are all his blood relatives!

Not long after.

The area in front of the hall was already crowded with people.

All the main disciples gathered together.

Chen Poyun stood at the front, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at the boy in front of him. His lips trembled, but he couldn't utter a word.

Seeing that the last person had arrived, Chen Wen casually tossed the golden book to Chen Wangchuan, who was lying down.

"This is a good thing, keep it safe!"

Chen Wangchuan suddenly realized he could move again. Forgetting about picking up the golden book, he cried out in anguish:

"Your Excellency, we beg you to have mercy and spare Po Yun this time. He was only confused for a moment and offended you. We beg you to spare the lives of these more than one hundred disciples... Please don't let their families be implicated..."

Chen Wen did not answer, but slowly walked out of the main hall and came to Chen Poyun. Looking at the disciples who were still somewhat confused in front of the mountain, he said:

"I am not fond of killing by nature, but that doesn't mean I won't kill."

"By finding your homeland, I have fulfilled my duty to the Chen family."

"At this point, we are even."

Chen Wen patted Chen Chen Poyun on the shoulder next to him and laughed:

"Now, it's time to settle the score for offending me!"

Chen Poyun then realized what a huge mistake he had made.

The person before me is not a member of the Chen family, but a disciple of the Qingming Sect!

Yet he considers himself an elder, which is truly... utterly ridiculous.

"ah..."

He suddenly spoke, realizing he could talk again, and immediately begged for mercy, "Your Excellency, I was momentarily confused and spoke without thinking. I don't beg for your life, I only beg you to spare these 152 members of the main branch. They are all innocent..."

at this time.

Only then did the disciples realize that they had been summoned here to make it easier to kill them.

They were terrified and wanted to escape.

However, he discovered that he had lost control of his body.

When Chen Wen called out the names, he had already laid out silk threads all over the front of the hall. Anyone who stepped in would be parasitized by the silk threads and would be unable to move now.

Chen Wen's gaze swept over the terrified crowd below, and he said calmly:

"I didn't want it to be like this either, after all, I've said before that I don't like killing."

"However, the cultivation world emphasizes cause and effect. Your offense against me is the cause, and my killing you is the effect."

"But your relatives can use the cause and effect of my killing you to come after me, and in this way, I will become the cause and effect."

"Therefore, I have no choice but to use the most rudimentary method, which I will name 'Severing Cause and Effect'!"

"Of course, I also have a selfish reason. I'm a kind-hearted person and can't bear to see family members separated..."

That's all.

Chen Wen said no more.

A powerful palm strike, capable of severing cause and effect, materialized in his hand.

In the blink of an eye, a huge milky white palm formed, covering the sky and enveloping everything below!

Rumble—

The enormous hand slammed so hard that the entire mountain shook.

The message was relayed to the mortal cities below, causing a commotion.

Fortunately, the Cao family was there to guard the city and pacify the situation in time, which prevented chaos from breaking out.

Chen Wen was completely unconcerned about this.

The giant hand in front of it had disappeared, replaced by a palm print, deeply imprinted into the mountain.

Below were hundreds of pools of blood mixed together.

Chen Wen nodded in satisfaction upon seeing this. He had grasped the principle of killing without torturing, and these people passed away without suffering.

In the end, only the mentally impaired Chen Poyun remained.

He stared blankly at the handprint before him, his face vacant, muttering words of regret.

Upon seeing this, Chen Wen knew that he had been completely terrified.

He drew his sword directly from his waist and slashed him with one stroke.

He then mobilized the mysterious power of the Ink Swamp Soul-Gathering Qi within his body, collecting the souls of all the hundreds of people present.

With a single grasp, the souls of the hundreds dissipated, but their spiritual energy was not wasted; the spiritual energy of over a hundred people condensed into a dull gray soul pill.

Chen Wen casually put the jade bottle into his storage bag, and the jade bottle jingled as it shook.

Afterwards, he sealed Chen Poyun's somewhat senile soul into a jade pendant, which he then hung on his waist. There was already another jade pendant next to him.

Finally, he raised his hand and took the pen that Chen Poyun had previously hung on his waist.

Sure enough, although it was a mid-grade first-tier talisman brush, a small character "雷" (thunder) was engraved on the top of the brush handle.

He really wasn't a bloodthirsty person.

I noticed this item upon first sight.

However, they did not make a fuss about it, intending to investigate further.

Later, when his spiritual sense swept over all the main disciples in the hall, he discovered that everyone's soul had a slight abnormal fluctuation.

Chen Wen was very familiar with that fluctuation; it was the parasitic mark.

Because he also...

.............