Chapter 649 - 652: Cultivation

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Chapter 649: Chapter 652: Cultivation

Yan San Niang smiled and said, "I am indeed from the Yang family. My arrival is a bit abrupt, and I hope the head of the Cai family doesn't mind. Our master had some words he wanted to say to Young Master Chen, but he couldn't find the right opportunity. With Miss Ya Li and her husband coming today, misunderstandings were inevitable, so I took the chance to clarify the relationship and avoid further trouble."

Cai Yun Cheng showed a slight understanding smile, but he was inwardly astonished!

By Yang Gong Ming's side, there was still a hidden master who had never appeared! Moreover, it was evident that the Yang family was well aware of everything happening within the Cai family, or rather, around Yang Chen.

Although he knew that the four major families wouldn't just rely on superficial tactics, the fact that the usually low-profile Yang Gong Ming had such a terrifying intelligence network made this general of the Dragon Group feel a bit bitter and helpless.

In the end, even the Security Bureau was just mostly owned by the Li family, so the Yang family, which stood on equal footing with the Li family, would not be weak either. He had indeed been somewhat naive before.

Previously, he had thought that Guo Ya Li, being from the Guo family, might be sisters with Yang Chen's mother, Guo Xue Hua, and through this connection, they could recognize Yang Chen's true identity. But unexpectedly, the Yang family directly sent an unfathomable master to clarify things.

Cai Yun Cheng quickly gathered his thoughts and said, "Since Old Yang wants to say something to Yang Chen, it's no big deal. It's an honor for our Cai family to have such a guest. Please, feel free. I'll go get some tea, and I'll excuse myself for now."

"No need for the trouble," Yan San Niang stopped Cai Yun Cheng, who was about to leave, and instead turned to Yang Chen with a smile, "Young Master Chen, it's said that one must view a person with new eyes after a mere three days of separation. You have made a remarkable breakthrough since I last saw you."

"This isn't the place to talk. Let's go outside," Yang Chen suggested.

"Indeed," Yan San Niang agreed. As soon as her words fell, she vanished from the living room.

Cai Yun Cheng was as if he had seen a ghost, standing there speechless. Just as he was about to ask Yang Chen where she had gone, he was shocked to find Yang Chen had disappeared as well!

At a small pavilion on a hill about ten kilometers away from the center of Yan City, there wasn't a soul in sight.

But in an instant, the figures of an old woman and a young man suddenly appeared in the center of the pavilion—it was the vanished Yang Chen and Yan San Niang!

Yan San Niang's eyes, which were usually half-closed, now showed a touch of praise and relief. "To my knowledge, throughout history, very few geniuses have managed to break through to the level you have at such a young age. Your cultivation talent and comprehension are truly enviable, even for me."

Yang Chen scratched the back of his head and smiled, "I don't even know what level I've reached. Many things, which I didn't know before, came naturally to me. Watching you come to the Cai family, I understood a lot, and then naturally, I could do it too. As you said, Yan Granny, these things can only be understood and not explained."

Yan San Niang nodded, "Exactly. That's why your achievement is especially valuable. I only gave you some insignificant guidance, and your breakthrough is mainly due to your own comprehension of the Dao."

Yang Chen curiously asked, "Can you see through my cultivation level now, Yan Granny?"

"Huh?" Yang Chen asked anxiously, "Does Granny Yan see some affliction in me?"

Yan San Niang quickly shook her head, "Not an affliction, but too strong."

"Too strong?" Yang Chen frowned.

"Exactly," Yan San Niang sighed. "Young Master Chen, you should be very aware of your body's strength. Not just you, but all cultivators who reach this realm have a strength unimaginable to ordinary people. Even if Mount Tai were to collapse, we wouldn't be harmed.

Therefore, according to modern 'science,' our 'genes' have far surpassed those of ordinary humans.

If Young Master Chen and an ordinary woman had a child, that child would inherit at least half of your genes. Can you imagine a newborn with the strength of half of you?"

Yang Chen suddenly realized something and hesitated, "So this is a natural law?"

"Yes, you can understand it that way," Yan San Niang said seriously. "It can be considered a heavenly law. The stronger your genes, the less likely it is to successfully combine with those of ordinary women. Because, although Young Master Chen is human, you have transcended the human category.

Imagine a 'non-human' wanting to have a child with a 'human.' It's not easy. So, when you were not as strong as you are now, it was understandable for a woman to get pregnant."

Yang Chen frustratingly scratched his head, "If I had known, I would have waited to improve my realm. What should I do now?"

Yan San Niang smiled, "Actually, it's not entirely hopeless. As long as Young Master Chen continues to improve the women's physical fitness and diligently 'cultivates,' even if the chances are slim, it's still possible to have children. Otherwise, there wouldn't be legends of gods and mortals having offspring."

Diligently cultivates?! Yang Chen grinned mischievously. Granny Yan was quite clever with her words. The more troublesome this matter is, the better! But it reminded Yang Chen of an important issue: he was increasingly transcending human limits. Considering his potential lifespan, he needed to find ways to extend the lives of those he cherished or enable them to cultivate, which required careful planning.

Seeing Yang Chen's occasional strange smile, Yan San Niang could only smile wryly. She said, "Young Master Chen, if there are no other questions, I have something from the master to give you."

Yang Chen snapped back to attention and hesitated before asking, "What is it?"

"It's a scroll," Yan San Niang took out a long ink painting from her sleeve and handed it to Yang Chen with a warm smile. "Young Master Chen, I think you've experienced the benefits of being the Yang family's eldest grandson. You no longer need to be bound by past shadows. The key is to live comfortably and make those around you comfortable."

Seeing that Yang Chen had nothing to say, Yan San Niang didn't insist. She bowed slightly and disappeared again.

Yang Chen stood alone for a long time, took a deep breath, and slowly opened the scroll in his hand.

On the pristine white scroll were two lines of vigorous calligraphy, writing a simple yet profound couplet: "The flower path has never been swept for visitors; now the gate opens for you."