Longjing was Longjing, the Forbidden City was the Forbidden City, and Jixia Academy was Jixia Academy.
If Chen Jiuyang wished to lie low, he would still need to rely on the King of Yan and the sword-wielders of Longjing to help him delete all his information.
Chen Jiuyang's cultivation did not solely progress through killing with the Yan Sheng Blade; it was just that the Yan Sheng Blade could most quickly devour life sources, aiding his cultivation.
As he thought back, ever since he rose to prominence, his family had been continuously influenced by him.
Nannan was still young. She was born into this era, and Chen Jiuyang tried his best to let her live a normal life, rather than becoming an anomaly among the common folk of the times.
Chen Jiuyang thought of many things. Rescuing Zi Xuan from the Small Immortal Realm was important, but he could not become so consumed by obsession that he disregarded his other loved ones.
He thought of the Old Sword Emperor. Were the beings in Crippled Elder Village also hiding in forbidden areas for some reason, lying low?
Moreover, the era had changed drastically. He did not have enough understanding of this world; he didn't even know what the Small Immortal Realm was.
The higher he climbed, the more he felt his own insignificance.
Chen Jiuyang set a goal for himself: he would absolutely not stir up major events before breaking through to the Imperial Dao.
The 'Five Calamities and Three Disasters' proposed by the Ancestor of 'Eight Darkness' were not meant to be forcibly overcome, but could be resolved through various means.
After much contemplation, Chen Jiuyang made his decision.
First, he utilized the connections of the King of Yan and the sword-wielders of Longjing to erase his existence and related information.
Then, he initiated a sweeping replacement and cleansing of Ziyang City, fading the area of the Green Bamboo Spiritual Domain from public view.
Only the Green Bamboo Spiritual Domain was the foundation of his invincibility.
A colossal amount of capital was poured out, replacing the residents of Qingzhu Town.
Since he was the Holy Son of the True Demon Sect, the benefits of the Green Bamboo Spiritual Domain had to be opened to the demonic path. Thus, a large number of demonic prodigies and elites quietly settled in Ziyang City. The Nine Sects of the Demonic Path all established branch points here, and many individuals from the One Hundred and Eight Veins of the Demonic Path relocated to Ziyang City.
Concurrently, news of Chen Jiuyang's death circulated through unofficial channels, and before long, it was overshadowed by new information.
As time passed, traces and information about Chen Jiuyang in the world quietly faded.
Qingzhu Town underwent earth-shattering changes, with construction sites appearing everywhere to build skyscrapers.
To achieve this, they did not hesitate to level Qingzhu Mountain, preserving only the single-story house where Chen Jiuyang's family lived.
When all this was completed, three years had passed.
Three years, time silently slipped through their fingers.
Ziyang City developed rapidly within these three years, almost becoming a metropolis.
Various universities established campuses, infrastructure was completed, and the population grew from a resident population of 500,000 a few years prior to over ten million – a terrifying development.
But everything had a traceable cause. Wealth attracted people, and many large companies and enterprises relocated to Ziyang City. This influx alone accounted for hundreds of thousands of people, and including their relatives, it reached over a million, not to mention other factories, hospitals, schools, and their associated populations.
The high-speed rail station officially opened after the Spring Festival.
Emerging from the grand and luxurious high-speed rail station, one could see the city of Ziyang, with its towering buildings, bustling traffic, and ceaseless flow of people.
The larger the population, the easier it was for an individual to hide within it.
This day was March tenth.
Several figures alighted from the high-speed rail station.
Leading them was a young man with a crew cut, handsome features, and an excellent physique, dressed in a shirt. He looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar city before him with complex emotions: "I'm home."
A little girl, carved from jade and held in his arms, looked at the steel forest of the metropolis with timid yet expectant eyes: "Daddy, is this our old home?"
"Yes, Nianxuan," a middle-aged man with a refined demeanor spoke. "Don't let Daddy hold you anymore; let Grandma and Grandpa take you home."
Bearing and upbringing shaped one's temperament.
After several years of affluent living, Chen Jianmin and Zhang Xiuzhen exuded an air of wealth.
"I don't want Grandpa or Grandma to hold me; I want my second mother to hold me," Chen Nianxuan said, looking at a beautiful young woman with fair skin, a gentle demeanor, and dressed in a qipao.
Lin Yuexian smiled slightly, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons, and took the child from Chen Jiuyang's arms.
Aside from Lin Yuexian, Ji Lengyue was even more stunningly alluring, brimming with feminine charm. She wore a long dress, high heels, and black stockings, a different style from Lin Yuexian.
Qiu Yihan, on the other hand, was dressed like a young girl, wearing a JK uniform and small leather shoes, exuding pure vitality, but her style was versatile.
The three women had different styles, all being unparalleled beauties.
In these past few years, they had all transitioned to cultivating the immortal path and made rapid progress, so they were not in a hurry to have children.
They felt uneasy if they were to have children before Chen Jiuyang found Yao Zi Xuan; though they never spoke of it, they had developed a tacit understanding.
Fang Bahua spoke, "Young Master, Madam, the car is here."
A custom-made luxury bus arrived and stopped outside the high-speed rail station.
Chen Jiuyang smiled and said, "Let's go home."
The group boarded the luxury bus, while Fang Bahua and Deng Zun, their close guards, carried the luggage and boarded a Mercedes-Benz S460 behind the bus.
The original Qingzhu Town had also been renamed, now called Qingzhu District of Ziyang City.
In the eyes of outsiders, Qingzhu District was an affluent area. The numerous skyscrapers built along the river had prices so high they brought despair to some.
The bus drove into Qingzhu District, where high-end office buildings and residential areas abounded, followed by artificially transplanted bamboo forests covering an area of five hundred meters.
On one side of the bamboo forest were ordinary elevator apartments, which appeared as ordinary old communities when contrasted with the brand-new high-rise buildings. On another side were towering skyscrapers, and on yet another side was the riverside park.
This area was designated as a wealthy district, inaccessible without identity verification.
The car drove into the bamboo forest, and a discreetly luxurious courtyard, hidden by bamboo and rockeries, appeared before them.
A hundred meters from the back gate of the courtyard was the elevator community on the road where the former single-story houses stood.
The courtyard was expanded on the basis of the single-story houses, which caused many architectural designers to lose their hair, but they had to do a good job given the immense payment.
Upon entering the courtyard, they saw the familiar small single-story house, untouched, still decorated and furnished as it was.
Everything inside and outside was arranged by Yao Zi Xuan with her own money, and no one dared to make the slightest change.
If any changes were to be made, they would have to wait for Chen Jiuyang to return with Yao Zi Xuan to make them personally; otherwise, no one would dare to touch anything.
Having returned home and settled their luggage, Chen Jianmin and Zhang Xiuzhen went to the kitchen to cook. Their culinary skills had improved significantly after several years in the Han clan territory, primarily for their precious granddaughter.
Shortly after the family arrived, Chen Jiuyang's good friend Hu Qijie paid a visit, his expression somewhat astonished:
"Brother, your house is incredible."