33: Chapter 33 This Life! I will not let the sky obscure my vision again, and I will make all the Buddhas vanish into thin air!

In this life!

This Venerable wants the heavens to no longer obscure my eyes, wants all these Buddhas to vanish like smoke!

The third floor of the Chen Family villa.

The master bedroom of the entire building, being the most luxurious, with the best lighting and the most transparent layout.

This used to be the exclusive bedroom of the Fake Young Master, Chen Jingci.

Tonight, it officially got a new owner.

Chen Fan finished taking a hot shower, changed into loose and soft loungewear, and threw himself headfirst into the fluffy and soft big bed.

He spread out in the shape of a giant big character, stared at the ceiling, and grinned silently.

Until this moment.

He still had an unreal, dreamy feeling.

Yesterday, he was still crammed into a shabby rented apartment of less than ten square meters, dark, damp, and crawling with cockroaches, eating the cheapest instant noodles, running around and worrying about rent and utilities.

With a single stroke of acknowledging his relatives, he turned the tables and became the real young master of a wealthy Family.

He moved into an ultra-luxury villa where every inch of land was worth a fortune, owning a luxurious master bedroom that ordinary people dreamed of.

This disparity in life was simply comparable to taking off from flat ground and reaching the heavens in a single bound.

"Could I possibly be dreaming~ (｡≧3≦)ﾉ⌒☆~~~"

"…"

Chen Fan's mouth couldn't stop curving upward, and he turned over to bury his face in the pillow, foolishly laughing muffledly for several seconds.

Just as he was full of contentment and filled with deep emotions!

In his mind, that arrogant, piercing, and Mortal-overlooking cold voice of the Immortal Venerable suddenly exploded with extreme disdain and mockery!

"Heh, is this it?"

"Is this the top-tier residence that the Fake Young Master of the previous life regarded as a treasure and flaunted every day?"

"Ridiculous to the extreme."

"Back in the years, this Venerable ruled over the Nine Heavens immortal mansion, surrounded by thousands of jade towers and palaces, with the galaxy as a couch, flowing clouds as a pillow, and the bright moon as a lamp."

"This kind of crude and vulgar reinforced concrete room before my eyes."

"In terms of layout, charm, and scenery, it can't even compare to one ten-thousandth of the side room of the lowest-ranking servant in this Venerable's mansion back then."

The Immortal Venerable quotations were fully loaded with aura, with arrogance overlooking the Mortal world and disdaining worldly affairs written between every line.

After listening, Chen Fan silently rolled his eyes hard.

Brother Hao's addiction to acting cool must be engraved deep into his Divine Soul and bones, right?

He really isn't down-to-earth at all!

The act of showing off has no end! → _ →

This room was luxurious enough to make the cover of a top luxury mansion magazine, yet in his mouth, it was actually inferior to a servant's quarters?

Sure enough, Mortals simply cannot understand the world of the Immortal Venerable.

"In the past life, when this Venerable was driven to the basement by that group of blind and heart-blind Family members."

"Every time I passed by this room, I couldn't help but stop my footsteps."

"Glance inside."

"Just one glance."

"That fake sat cross-legged on this bed playing games, laughing wildly and unbridledly."

"This Venerable stood in the dark corridor, separated by that door, full of envy, infatuatedly fantasizing—"

"If one day, this Venerable could also sleep peacefully in this room for a night."

"Even for one night."

"Perhaps, it could be considered being accepted by this Family."

Chen Fan's smile paused slightly.

The tone in which Brother Hao said these words was very faint.

It was like telling someone else's story.

But he clearly heard a little something hidden inside.

Envy, grievance, unwillingness.

And a little bit of indescribable...

Longing.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but swallowed it back down.

"Unfortunately, until suffering all kinds of humiliation and dying miserably in a cage."

"This Venerable never set foot here even half a step."

"However—"

The Immortal Venerable's tone turned sharply, resuming that condescending tune overlooking the world.

"Now visiting the scene in person, I only feel it is bland, tasteless, vulgar, and blinding."

"Full room of superficial splendor, not as good as a couch in the galaxy."

"Mortal luxury living, not worth this Venerable glancing sideways at."

"Looking at it today, the obsession of the past life is nothing left but absurd and comical."

"This Venerable doesn't care for it anymore."

Chen Fan's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help letting out a chuckle.

Yes yes yes, Brother Hao, your vision is high.

This broken house cannot enter the Dharma Eye of your esteemed self.

A small Mortal like me thinks it feels super awesome.

You look down on it.

I care about it to death (≧∇≦)ﾉ~~~

Chen Fan rolled around twice on the spot, only feeling the mattress as soft as cotton candy.

Comfortable.

Simply couldn't be more comfortable.

Before he could finish lamenting, the style of the immortal venerable voice pack in his mind suddenly changed, and the tone gradually shifted from arrogance to some kind of...

Vigilance and suspicion.

"However, speaking of which, today's attitude of this Family toward this Venerable is truly too bizarre."

"In the past life, every single one of them was biased and protective, exhausting Family resources to spoil the Fake Young Master, and on the very first day of acknowledging relatives, they were extremely harsh and mistreated this Venerable in a hundred ways."

"Why are they all acting like their souls were swapped today? So enthusiastic it doesn't seem real."

"When things go against the norm, there must be a demon."

"Could it be... they are plotting some conspiracy against this Venerable?"

"Giving a little sweetness to taste first, and then after this Venerable relaxes vigilance..."

"Hmph! Insignificant tricks."

"Left and right are just a bunch of Mortal fools, biased and blind, being twirled around by that Fake Young Master."

"Even if they exhaust Family power and use all sorts of worldly covert tricks to deal with this Venerable, so what?"

"In the past, this Venerable trampled on the Nine Heavens imperial court, slaughtered all blocking immortals and gods, and never frowned even with ten thousand tribulations added to the body."

"This little bit of Mortal petty calculation isn't even worthy of scratching this Seat's itch."

"In this life, this Venerable has returned, the Heart Demon has been born, and the obsession has been established."

"Whoever dares to favor the Fake Young Master again, insulting and bullying me! This Venerable will leave no shred of sentiment! Crush and kill them all!!!"

"In this life, this Venerable wants the heavens to no longer obscure my eyes, wants the earth to no longer bury my heart, wants all living beings to understand my intentions, and wants all these Buddhas to vanish like smoke——!!!!!!"

The domineering monologue of the Immortal Venerable, decisive in killing, with aura fully activated.

But falling into Chen Fan's ears, it only felt outrageous and funny.

He was completely speechless, rolling his eyes frantically.

If persecutory delusion is a disease!

Then Brother Hao, you must be terminally ill right now, 100% beyond saving!!!

Today, the Family members clearly treated me exceptionally well.

Mom and Dad were gentle and considerate, and the four sisters took turns accommodating him, afraid that he would be wronged, afraid that he wouldn't adapt, and complying with him in everything.

Yet you call this having a conspiracy, plotting against me?

And that never-before-met Fake Young Master, he even actively yielded the best master bedroom to me, this magnanimity and layout were directly maxed out.

Such a warm and harmonious Family was forcibly imagined by the voice pack into a villain group of all evil characters plotting intentionally.

I'm afraid they've watched too many fake and real young master short dramas and wealthy Family abuse novels!

Coming with its own darkening filter?!

"A proper imagination monster."

"…"

Chen Fan muttered softly, his heart completely clear.

How can reality have so many dog-blood heart-wrenching plots?

How can there be so many outrageous dramas of favoring adopted sons and mistreating biological children???

It's not like the fake and real young masters have to fight to the death, okay?

In Chen Fan's eyes, the Fake Young Master was definitely a gentle, magnanimous, transparent, and kind good person.

Otherwise, who would willingly and proactively give up the luxurious master bedroom they were used to living in? Handing it over to a newly returned stranger real young master?

Without even arguing a bit?

Can one's heart be balanced???

This magnanimity and clarity far exceeded the vast majority of people.

When the other party leaves the hospital and comes home tomorrow, he must get along well with him and treat people sincerely.

He wanted to work hard to maintain Family affection, get along well with the Fake Young Master, Mom and Dad, and the sisters, without competing or grabbing, without arguing or making a fuss.

The whole Family is harmonious and loving, discarding all dog-blood estrangements, being a loving Family, we are ♦ Family ♦~~~

Chen Fan made up his mind, too lazy to bother anymore with the immortal venerable voice pack whose thought loops were bizarre and carried its own bias.

Raising his hand with a "pop" sound, he turned off the bedside lamp.

The room instantly plunged into a quiet and gentle darkness, with only the faint moonlight outside the window spilling in.

Before closing his eyes, he didn't forget to thoughtfully remind him:

"Brother Hao, I'm going to sleep."

"You are not allowed to log on randomly in the middle of the night to disturb my sleep. I have a light sleep and can wake up at the slightest movement."

"Staying up late hurts the body, and even cultivating immortality must pay attention to a combination of work and rest, right?!"

"…"

After speaking, he felt that his worry was a bit redundant.

After observing for a whole day.

This voice pack seemed to only chase after the Chen Family members to kill?!

Once far away from Dad and Mom and them, the voice pack was like an automatically shut-down Huawei, completely silent.

Although dragging down the Family members to always be scolded felt a bit sorry for them.

But thinking from another angle, as long as he stayed by the Family's side, this voice pack would continuously output "Immortal Venerable quotations".

When it reached ten thousand entries, ascending on the spot to become the supreme Immortal Venerable, he would definitely look back and protect the whole Family.

Bringing Dad, Mom, the four sisters, and even that never-before-met Fake Young Master, to transcend the Mortal world and attain the Dao to become immortals together.

Everyone would live forever, roam the world freely, and be happily accompanied forever.

How wonderful that would be~~~

Holding this gentle and grand beautiful expectation, Chen Fan's brows and eyes relaxed, with a shallow smile hanging on the corners of his lips.

His body and mind completely relaxed, and fatigue swept over his whole body.

2.5 seconds later.

In the dark and quiet room, a slight, even snoring sound rang out~~~(￣o￣) . z Z~~~

The teenager slept sweetly, securely, and carefree.

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...

Not knowing how long had passed.

The bedroom door was silently pushed open a crack.

Moonlight leaked in from the gap of the curtains, barely outlining the silhouette of the person.

Chen Xuening turned sideways, stepping barefoot on the carpet, step by step, shuffling to the bedside.

She held her breath, bent over, and taking advantage of the faint moonlight, scrutinized the sleeping face of the teenager on the bed.

Quiet.

Too quiet.

The teenager was wrapped in a quilt, curled up into a ball, his breathing long and even, with a bit of undissipated smile still hanging on the corners of his mouth.

Like a cat that had slept to death.

"Xiaofan?"

She lowered her voice and called out extremely, extremely lightly.

No response.

"Xiaofan?"

Another sound.

The teenager didn't move at all, and even started a slight snore.

Chen Xuening straightened her waist, let out a long breath, and turned back to wave at the gap of the door.

"You guys all come in! He's sleeping very deeply!"

"…"

Three figures filed in one after another.

Chen Yutong, Chen Nianan, Chen Xingyue.

The four sisters formed a standard encirclement ring, surrounding Chen Fan tightly on the bed.

The moonlight shone on four pretty faces with different expressions.

But all of them stared straight at the teenager's sleeping face.

That look was like watching a newly unpacked express delivery...

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