Cultivating for a hundred lifetimes to ascension

However, in Chen Dacheng's view, this child seemed to possess a hint of transcendence from the moment he was born, leaving an unforgettable impression with his unique demeanor.

The more Chen Dacheng looked, the more satisfied he became, feeling even more grateful to the ancestor for entrusting this child to his care.

Though this child was a bit older, he was very confident that they would nurture a deep affection, and the child would undoubtedly remain loyal to the Chen Family in the future.

After one hundred, two hundred years, the child would naturally forget past matters and become an indispensable mainstay of the Chen Family.

No, he should be one of the most direct descendants of the Chen Family!

Time is always on the Chen Family's side, with no need to rush, as everything would proceed as planned.

Currently, the most important thing is not cultivation, but to first teach the child words and language.

After some observation, Chen Dacheng decisively decided not to rely on others, but to personally teach "his son" to read and speak while simultaneously fostering a relationship.

Gurgle!

At this moment, Zhao Sheng's stomach suddenly made a gurgling noise, causing his face to flush slightly.

Seeing this, Chen Dacheng smiled warmly, waved at him, and said kindly, "Son, come with me!"

After saying this, he turned and walked outside.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng quickly stepped up to follow.

Once the two masters left the room, a group of youths also followed out in single file.

Outside the room was a spacious and bright hall.

Without stopping, Chen Dacheng walked through the hall and out the door.

Zhao Sheng followed closely, and after passing through the hall door, the two came to a lush courtyard surrounded by four buildings.

Zhao Sheng gazed around, seeing a thin layer of fog enveloping the courtyard, over a hundred steps wide, with a row of trees over ten feet tall growing lushly on both sides under the courtyard walls.

Looking up, the sky was pale, filled with omnipresent clouds and mist, almost blotting out the sky and sun.

Zhao Sheng gazed far into the distance, faintly seeing what seemed to be an enormous shadow hidden at the end of the clouds and mist, occasionally revealing a touch of ink-green in sparse mist.

Although the green flashed by briefly, though only a fleeting glimpse.

But the sight was enough to move Zhao Sheng deeply!

A few moments later, Zhao Sheng followed Chen Dacheng through two more courtyards and into a sizable three-story wooden building.

The two quickly arrived on the second floor, where they saw a large, ornate rectangular table with dragon and phoenix carvings and a lacquered surface as reflective as a mirror.

The table was laden with dishes, each one looking full of color, fragrance, taste, and shape, exuding a rich aroma.

Zhao Sheng's eyes flashed, and seeing the other's gesture, he immediately, unabashedly, stepped forward and found a stool to sit on.

Then, he picked up the jade chopsticks by the table and started attacking the feast before him.

Watching Zhao Sheng eating heartily without reservation, Chen Dacheng nodded silently.

In fact, from the moment Zhao Sheng awoke, Chen Dacheng had been quietly observing his every move, continuously assessing his "son's" performance.

Having observed up to this point, Chen Dacheng could conclude that his "son" had received good education from an early age, as despite his wild eating manner, he still maintained an elegance, indicating he came from an extraordinary background.

Zhao Sheng was well aware that the other had been observing him constantly, but he didn't care at all.

After finishing his meal, Zhao Sheng sat there, waiting for the other to continue his moves.

However, this time, he miscalculated.

Chen Dacheng soon took him to the third floor. This floor was arranged like a study, with the four treasures of the scholar's studio placed on the desk, and over a hundred thread-bound books scattered on the bookshelf against the wall.

Upon seeing this, Zhao Sheng immediately understood the other's intention, but his eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his expectations plunged.

Without even understanding Divine Thought Transmission, it seemed the level of cultivation civilization in this world was not very high!

In fact, Zhao Sheng guessed wrong again!

How could the prestigious Second Tribulation High Gate Chen Family not possess secret methods like Divine Thought Transmission and Divine Power Empowerment?

Being a direct descendant of the ancestor and a Golden Core Master, Chen Dacheng was particularly skilled in this Tao.

Yet he deliberately did not use such techniques, opting instead to teach "his son" using more straightforward methods, clearly with deep intentions.

At this point, Zhao Sheng knew nothing about the Chen Family and certainly couldn't fathom the other's deeply set purpose.

Chen Dacheng motioned for Zhao Sheng to sit down, then took out a beginner's book and placed it in front of Zhao Sheng.

Opening the first page, he began reading aloud the pictographic characters with precise enunciation: "Tao gives birth to one..."

"Tao gives birth to one!" Zhao Sheng followed suit, mirroring the tone and rhythm exactly.

Chen Dacheng continued reciting: "One gives birth to two, two gives birth to three, three gives birth to all things..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Sheng effortlessly repeated it back.

Seeing this, Chen Dacheng intentionally increased the difficulty, reading The Unity of Tao Scripture in one breath.

It couldn't stump Zhao Sheng at all.

After listening, Zhao Sheng fluently recited the entire scripture on the spot.

Immediately, he picked up the ink brush, spread out the white paper, and with sweeping strokes, wrote out the thousands of words of scripture content on the paper in a short time.

The characters were bold and forceful, with a flow of the Essence of the Tao in each stroke, fully displaying an air of grandeur.

Chen Dacheng observed the entire process and was profoundly moved, his eyes occasionally flashing with amazement, while silently feeling he had discovered a treasure.

Since "his son" possessed such an extraordinary memory, Chen Dacheng naturally raised the difficulty again.

Soon he took out ten books such as the Law Scripture, Music, and the Ten Thousand Talismans Book, starting to teach one after another.

Zhao Sheng, of course, did not disappoint, progressing at an astonishing pace in his studies.