As soon as Chen Haoran stepped into origin spirit realm in all three paths, a soft clang reverberated in his soul. The sound made him curl his lips into a faint smile.
"Are you happy for me too, my friend?" he mumbled softly.
In his past life, he discovered a sword in his sea of consciousness when he broke into the true spirit realm. That mysterious sword had always been by his side from his first battles in the mortal spirit realms until his final clash as an immortal venerable. During his last and riskiest battle in the Grand Dao ruin when he was fleeing from dozens of immortal venerables, he was able to escape with an existential injury because of the sword.
But even as an immortal, he never fully unraveled the mystery behind the sword being in his soul except knowing it had been there ever since the day he was born and it made him more powerful than his peers in the same realm. When he reincarnated, the sword reincarnated with him.
Chen Haoran shook his head and calmed his heart before examining his body. Power surged through his veins, flesh and bones. With his experience as an immortal, he knew no origin spirit cultivator would be his opponent, and he was still at the early origin spirit realm.
'If I cultivate at this pace, I could reach the peak of Origin Spirit Realm in all three pathways in less than a day.' He pondered with shining eyes for a moment.
But soon he exhaled. 'I don't have enough Qi essence source crystals. I could borrow some from Mother, but there's no need to be in a hurry.'
As the fourth young master of the Chen Clan, he was given 10 mid-grade Qi essence source crystals. More than enough to last an origin spirit realm cultivator for a week, but it only took Chen Haoran a couple hours to run through it.
He stretched his body, popping sounds emanated from his joints and tendons. He stood and walked out of his mother's house and into the courtyard. As expected, Xie Meilin was seated in her chair as usual and sipped tea from a porcelain cup.
The moment Chen Haoran stepped into the courtyard, Xie Meilin's gentle voice called out without turning her head.
"Little Lion, you're already out?"
Her divine sense swept over him. The next moment, her calm face twitched a little.
"It's only been a few hours, and you already stepped into the third level of the origin spirit realm?"
Chen Haoran only smiled lightly. She was only able to see his Qi essence cultivation. His cultivation level can only be seen by another person who wields celestial Qi like him, people who cultivate using profound Qi wouldn't be able to see it unless he allows them to see it. Although he trusted his mother, some truths are best left hidden for her own safety.
"Not bad." Xie Meilin praised her son, seeing how talented her son was, brought her great joy.
"Your Lord father just came out of seclusion. He called for a family dinner with everyone. Rest for now. In a few hours, we will head to the Patriarch's Pavilion."
At the mention of his father, Chen Haoran's expression didn't change. In his heart, he didn't see Chen Daotian as his father. He had only seen the man three times over the past twelve years. And it was always at a family dinner with his other step mothers and siblings. Chen Haoran understood that didn't make him a bad father. The man was only trying his best for his clan's prosperity.
Chen Daotian had been in seclusion, trying to break into the sovereign spirit realm to solidify the Chen Clan's position as a vassal to the Primal Heaven Sect.
The Chen Clan was only able to become a vassal to the Primal Heaven Sect because their first young master was accepted into the sect as an inner court disciple at the age of 16 at the earth spirit realm, and finally became a core disciple at the age of 19 when he was accepted by an elder as a personal disciple a few years ago.
To solidify the Chen clan's position as a vassal to the Primal Heaven Sect, the clan needed to produce another sovereign realm expert.
A few hours later, Chen Haoran and his mother arrived in front of the patriarch's pavilion. At the massive gate, two tall guards in black robes stood like statues with sabers hanging at their waists.
The moment they saw Chen Haoran and Xie Meilin, they both bowed deeply in greeting.
"Greetings, Third Matriarch. Fourth young master."
Xie Melin nodded silently before leading her son inside. After walking in a hall way for a couple minutes, they arrived in the dining hall.
In the dining Hall, two beautiful young women who looked to be in their late 20s were already seated at a circular dining table with two teenagers seated next to each of them.
The first woman was a tall, beautiful woman with long red hair and ruby red eyes. This was Su Qing, the first wife of Chen Daotian. Beside her sat a young boy who looked to be 12 years old with red hair and red eyes. This was Chen Ruifan, the second son of Su Qinq.
The second woman was a beautiful woman with long white hair and black eyes. This was Chen Ruolan, the second Matriarch of the Chen Clan. Beside her sat a cute young girl who looked around 13 years old with white hair and black eyes. This was Chen Lianhua, the third young mistress and the only daughter of Chen Daotian.
The moment Chen Ruifan saw Chen Haoran and Xie Meilin step into the dining room, disdain and hostility swelled in his eyes.
Chen Haoran noticed the hostility in his eyes but couldn't be bothered to care. Chen Ruifan was born five months before Chen Haoran was born, and for some odd reason, he had always been trying to pick a fight with him since he could walk and talk.