Chapter 932 - 656: Ascending Dragon Ridge Daoist Scripture

Faced with the requests from his two uncles.

Zhang had already anticipated this in his heart. At this moment, he just smiled lightly, turned slightly to make a gesture of invitation, completely forthright without any pretense:

"Fourth Uncle’s words are too heavy. You two uncles have traveled day and night out of concern for Grandpa, wanting to see him. Naturally, Zhang wouldn’t stop you, nor dare to hide anything."

"Grandpa has already improved, he’s exercising in the backyard. You two uncles can just follow me."

Pu Zan hesitated slightly upon hearing this, staring intently at Zhang’s expression, trying to find a trace of panic, a flaw, but only saw a face of calm composure without a hint of deceit.

Ah Shu, unable to contain himself, quickly followed Zhang to the backyard with big strides.

Seeing this, Pu Zan could only suppress his doubts and follow closely.

As the group passed through the corridor courtyard and just rounded the screen wall, the two brothers simultaneously stopped in their tracks. Their expressions instantly changed from suspicion and vigilance to complete astonishment.

In the vacant space of the backyard, Chen Sheng was standing leisurely.

He still had a face full of wrinkles, hair all white, and his figure still carried the stoop of an elder, but his overall presence and spirit were entirely different from the dying man they remembered.

The death qi surrounding him had long dissipated completely.

He slowly raised his hands, his movements were leisurely yet contained hidden power. Every gesture seemed slow but had a naturally harmonious rhythm.

"Dad, you’re... you’re not dead?"

Ah Shu was so shocked that he gaped, blurting out subconsciously.

Chen Sheng stopped his movement, slowly turned around, and glanced at him briefly:

"I’m not dead, why, are you disappointed?"

Ah Shu immediately realized he misspoke, lightly slapped his own mouth, sheepishly smiled and quickly remedied:

"Dad, I spoke wrongly, please don’t mind!"

"I wasn’t wishing for your passing, I was just... too shocked since all our way here we assumed you..."

Pu Zan also returned to his senses from extreme astonishment, promptly stepped forward, respectfully addressing Chen Sheng with concern:

"Upon hearing your coma and critical illness, I was restless day and night, so my third brother and I rushed back without delay."

"Now seeing you safe and sound, with even more energy and spirit than before, I am completely at ease."

"Looking at your current state, it’s much better than when we last came to visit, you’ve gotten several years younger."

Ah Shu also eagerly stepped forward, his face full of unconcealed curiosity, immediately asking:

"Exactly, exactly."

"Dad, last time we saw you, you couldn’t even sit up, let alone think that now you’re able to get up and throw punches."

Chen Sheng glanced at him again, his tone indifferent:

"Why, are you hoping I’d stay bedridden, unable to move?"

"No, no! Absolutely not what I meant!"

Ah Shu hurriedly waved his hands, anxious enough to turn red, explaining continuously:

"Dad, I’m more than happy you’re getting better! I just don’t understand!"

Watching his third brother helplessly, anxious and clumsy in front of their father, Pu Zan inexplicably felt a tinge of nostalgia, as if he was suddenly back to their youthful days.

Back then, the brothers surrounded their parents, boisterously chatting, and their parents loved to tease the impatient third brother.

Standing off to the side, Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief at the scene before him.

To be honest, he had always worried most about the two side branches led by Third Uncle Ah Shu and Fourth Uncle Pu Zan.

Especially Fourth Uncle Pu Zan, with his high rank, strong ability, and inscrutably deep thoughts; his descendants are outstanding, commanding high prestige in the whole family, and his connections in the Great Feather Grotto Heaven are far beyond comparison.

However, as long as Grandpa is alive, he is the people’s choice, the rightful position is indisputable.

These two uncles would certainly not dare to act contrary, and the various forces in the family could not stir up a storm.

Chen Sheng looked at the two sons in front of him, and slowly spoke:

"I’m alright, thank you for your efforts in rushing over."

"However, your timing is perfect. I happen to have something to ask of you."

Upon hearing this, both looked at their father, filled with curiosity.

Chen Sheng simply said: "Follow me."

Soon, Chen Sheng led them through the courtyard to a secluded side hall.

Zhang understood Grandpa’s needs well, at this moment he didn’t enter, sensibly standing guard outside the hall, waving off others.

Inside the hall, only Chen Sheng, Ah Shu, and Pu Zan remained.

Chen Sheng slowly took a seat, his gaze swept over his two sons and spoke directly.

"I summoned you here not for family matters, nor for clan business."

"I just have one question for you—over the years, have you collected any knowledge regarding cultivation, spiritual orifices, or grotto heavens?"

Ah Shu was taken aback, blinking his eyes:

"Dad, why are you asking about this?"

Pu Zan’s brow raised slightly.

Father had shown no interest in cultivation before.

Of course, the great fear between life and death changes thoughts, which is normal.

Pu Zan’s mind raced with thoughts, but his face remained impassive, quietly watching Chen Sheng, waiting for him to continue.

Chen Sheng’s gaze lightly fell upon Pu Zan. Over the years, watching from another dimension, he saw clearly.

Among these children.

The fourth is the most deep-minded, the one with the most formidable methods and outstanding ability, yet lacking any spiritual orifice, unrelated to cultivation.

Thus he is more passionate than anyone about this path, exhausting every means to forge connections with Grotto Heaven cultivators, and among the clan’s Immortal Envoys, his direct descendants are most numerous.

The fourth surely has the most substantial materials hidden.

Secret messages, fragmentary cultivation techniques, cultivation anecdotes...

Feeling his gaze tighten, Pu Zan pondered how to respond.

Meanwhile, Ah Shu had already eagerly patted his chest:

"I’ve also gathered quite a bit of miscellaneous stuff over the years, including fragmentary formulas and cultivator notes, though I don’t know their authenticity."

"When I get back, I’ll have it all brought over for you!"

Ah Shu, straightforward by nature with no hidden twists, his father asks, he gives.

Seeing this, Pu Zan also slightly nodded, his voice deep.

"Over the years, I’ve indeed had many dealings with the Great Feather Grotto Heaven and intentionally collected some cultivation-related items."

"Since father asked, I naturally won’t hold back."

Chen Sheng nodded slightly, saying nothing more.

...

Soon after, each of them dispatched someone with a bunch of items.

Ah Shu sent someone with a wooden box filled with papers and booklets.

Most were incomplete cultivator journals, along with a few yellowed travel accounts, often recording hearsay and oddities, occasionally interspersed with scattered formulas.

These items, true or false, is a mixed bag, most are useless scraps, similar to those collected in the Mountain City clan’s warehouse, utterly impractical.

Chen Sheng flipped through a couple of pages casually, then calmly closed the wooden box, feeling no ripple in his heart.

In contrast, Pu Zan didn’t delegate this task but personally delivered them.

A series of scrolls, neat in handwriting and pristine in condition.

They recorded the fundamental knowledge of cultivation in this realm.

From the definition of spiritual orifices, division of cultivation realms, to the daily breathing exercises and disaster avoidance of cultivators, clearly organized and thoroughly explained.

Even a layman ignorant of cultivation, after reading, would have a comprehensive understanding of the cultivation path.

To a layman, it is a rare masterpiece.

What truly caught Chen Sheng’s eye was a scroll of the "Ascending Dragon Ridge Daoist Scripture."

This is a solid cultivation technique!!

Great Feather Grotto Heaven strictly controls cultivation techniques, prohibiting unauthorized transmission and leakage.

For Pu Zan to acquire this is by no means easy; it must have cost a huge price, maybe even risking his life to secretly hide it.

Now he handed it over without reservation.

Throughout the process, Pu Zan stood quietly aside, without a word seeking credit.

Chen Sheng looked at Pu Zan, his heart filled with complex emotions.

No doubt, this son, deep-minded and fierce in his approach, yet this filial piety is pure without any impurities.

Though Chen Sheng said little, he remembered Pu Zan’s contribution at heart:

"Someday, I will fulfill his dream of cultivation."