Swordholder

He originally thought that after Chen Yuan became the young master, he would make him relinquish all his power.

It might even push him out of the family business.

To everyone's surprise, Chen Yuan had absolutely no interest in managing the business.

"This...how can this be? After all, you are the young master, and you will inherit the position of family head in the future, and eventually you will have to handle the family business."

Chen Jianming hesitated before offering his advice.

If he were to still cling to power in the family business, it would be rather inappropriate.

"Heh, even if I become the head of the family in the future, you'll still be my right-hand man. Are you going to refuse to help and instead stay out of it?"

Chen Yuan said with a smile.

"Oh, no way!"

Chen Jianming quickly shook his head, his tone firm, "I was born a member of the Chen family, and I will die a member of the Chen family! I will dedicate myself to the Chen family until my dying breath!"

"That's good, it's settled then."

Chen Yuan smiled, gripped Chen Jianming's hand firmly, and said in a deep voice, "When we brothers are of one mind, our strength can break even metal!"

A surge of patriotic fervor welled up within Chen Jianming, his eyes instantly turning red as he shouted, "Yes! Brothers united, their strength can break metal!"

The other young people stared intently at the two, and a sense of unity among them quietly rose.

Chen Qingcang and all the senior members of the Chen family looked at these young people with satisfaction on their faces.

The future of a family ultimately belongs to its young people.

If the young people are united, this family will never fall.

The ceremony for the succession of the young master of the Chen family came to a successful conclusion.

The Chen family members watched Chen Yuan and the others leave with excitement, their eyes filled with eagerness and anticipation.

The younger generation, in particular, feels not only awe but also heartfelt admiration for Chen Yuan.

……

In the elegant courtyard where Chen Qingcang lived.

Chen Yuan was summoned here by Chen Qingcang, and Nuomi came along as well.

As soon as he entered, Chen Qingcang asked Chen Yuan to make tea.

Chen Yuan respectfully did as instructed, while Nuomi ran behind Chen Qingcang with a fawning expression and massaged his back.

Chen Qingcang leaned back, enjoying Nuomi's filial piety while watching the boy who was making tea, a meaningful smile appearing on his lips.

"Grandpa Chen, is that enough force? If not, Nuomi, use a little more force!"

Nuomi tilted her little face up, her smile full of flattery, and vigorously patted her back.

"Hmm, the force is just right. Nuomi's technique is really good. It makes my old bones feel much more comfortable."

Chen Qingcang smiled indulgently and said contentedly.

Chen Yuan poured Chen Qingcang a cup of tea, then poured one for himself, sitting up straight.

Chen Qingcang took a sip of tea, put down the teacup, looked at Chen Yuan, and asked with a half-smile, "Yuan, why are you unwilling to manage the Chen family's business?"

"Focus on your cultivation."

Chen Yuan looked at Chen Qingcang and said with a smile.

"Heh, it seems your ambitions lie elsewhere than the Chen family."

Chen Qingcang seemed to see through Chen Yuan's thoughts and said with a smile.

Chen Yuan looked directly at Chen Qingcang, his tone firm: "The Chen family will always be my family."

"I know."

Chen Qingcang smiled and said, "I don't blame you. Young people should have the ambitions of young people."

He paused, then spoke again: "So, what are your ambitions?"

"This world."

Chen Yuan spoke, his gaze fixed firmly on Chen Qingcang, a sharp glint in his eyes:

"I want this world, which claims to be ruled by gods, and I want those gods who enslave humanity to pay a bloody price."

"I want to seek eternal peace for the people at the bottom of society."

These words resonated deeply in Chen Qingcang's heart, stirring a sense of fervor within the old man.

If Chen Yuan were to utter these words in front of outsiders, it would be considered treason!

This is a treasonous statement that would implicate nine generations of a family!

But for Chen Qingcang, it was the lofty ambition of a young man who stood tall and roamed the world.

"Hahahaha! Good! You've got guts! No wonder you're my grandson, Chen Qingcang!"

Chen Qingcang burst into laughter, but tears welled up in his eyes.

He truly treated Chen Yuan as his own grandson.

"Then my Chen family will become the first cornerstone for you, Chen Yuan, to conquer this world!"

Chen Qingcang laughed loudly, but his expression suddenly turned serious, as if he had made some important decision.

He looked at Chen Yuan and said in a deep voice, "As the young master of my Chen family, how can you not know the Chen family's inherited martial arts techniques?"

As he spoke, he stood up and told Nuomi to wait there.

Nuomi could only obediently nod as she fiddled with the tea set.

Chen Qingcang then led Chen Yuan into the forbidden area of ​​the Chen family—the ancestral hall.

Inside the ancestral hall are the memorial tablets of the ancestors of the Chen family.

Chen Yuan's gaze swept over the many memorial tablets, finally landing on a round, spherical object the size of a human head in the center of the ancestral hall.

The surface of this object is engraved with cloud patterns and images of divine birds.

Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a golden crow.

Chen Qingcang lit two incense sticks on the table next to him.

He picked up one stick of incense himself and handed another to Chen Yuan.

Then, he raised the incense sticks with both hands above his head, facing the memorial tablet in front of him, and said solemnly:

"With all our ancestors above, Chen family head Qingcang respectfully informs you before the spirit tablets of our forefathers:"

Today, there is a son of the Chen family named Yuan. Although he is not of the Chen family bloodline, he is blessed with the appearance of a unicorn and is recognized by our clan as a fine heir.

We now wish to include him in the Chen clan genealogy, to place him in the order of descendants, to pool the resources of the entire clan, to dedicate the essence of our lineage, to assist him in his cultivation, and to help him attain enlightenment!

May he soar to great heights, become an outstanding figure who will stand out from the crowd, and achieve extraordinary feats that will be remembered forever.

This act is not for the private benefit of one clan, but is the foundation for the great cause of humankind for millennia to come, and the grand path for the prosperity of the Chen clan for ten thousand generations.

We humbly beseech our ancestors to grant our request, and that the family's sacred treasure, the Yuanyang Pearl, witness our sincerity, bestow upon Chen Yuan the inheritance of the spiritual seed, open the opportunity to open the spiritual vein, protect his path, and bless him with great success.

The current head of the Chen family is Chen Qingcang.

He bowed his head and bowed again to pay homage to the ancestors! "

……

As Chen Qingcang finished reciting the blessing, Chen Yuan also respectfully offered incense.

After Chen Qingcang inserted the incense into the incense burner, Chen Yuan followed suit and inserted the incense into the burner as well.

"Come, place your hand on this Source Yang Pearl."

Chen Qingcang said in a gentle voice.

Chen Yuan did as instructed.

It feels warm and smooth to the touch, a sense of comfort spreading throughout the body, as if bathed in warm sunshine, bringing peace to the soul.

hum!

Suddenly, the round object called the Source Yang Pearl burst forth with dazzling light!

Chen Yuan felt his vision filled with light, his eyes distorted and blurred, and then the world spun around him...

When I opened my eyes again, my vision seemed to pierce through layers of clouds and mist, descending continuously until it finally landed on a colorful and vibrant world.

Chen Yuan was stunned. He steadied himself, shook his head, and looked around.

He seemed to be in a boundless sea of ​​flowers.

"Where...am I?"

Chen Yuan muttered to himself and involuntarily took two steps forward.

But just then, ripples suddenly appeared in the space in front of them, spreading out like water ripples, and the world before their eyes changed silently.

The sea of ​​flowers has disappeared, replaced by an exquisite wooden house.

The wooden house is entwined with vines covered in blooming flowers, making it as beautiful as a dream.

In front of the wooden house stood a golden figure, with long hair like a waterfall and a graceful figure.

"Junior Chen Yuan greets Senior."

Chen Yuan immediately bowed and clasped his hands in greeting.

He vaguely guessed that this was probably the internal space of the Origin Yang Pearl.

It turns out that the Chen family's rise to power was due to this mysterious woman.

Chen Yuan quickly began to think.

It is likely that the Chen family's ancestors obtained the Origin Yang Pearl, which gave them the opportunity to rise rapidly in this kingdom ruled by beasts and become a prominent family.

At this moment, the golden figure that had been facing away from Chen Yuan slowly turned around.

"Not a descendant of the Chen family, yet you've gained the favor of the Chen family head and been sent here to seek spiritual seed support? It seems you are indeed extraordinary..."

The sound was like heavenly music, melodious and beautiful, with a sense of vastness. It seemed to come from near and far, like the supreme sound of immortals, but then it suddenly stopped.

Chen Yuan was greatly shocked. Just as he was about to ask another question, the other person fell silent, staring intently at him.

"S-senpai?"

Sensing the change in atmosphere, Chen Yuan called out softly, took a deep breath, and slightly raised his head...

He couldn't see the woman's face; it was blurred, as if shrouded in mist.

He even had a feeling that he was not worthy to see the celestial face above the nine heavens.