Chapter 822: I Understand Your Pain

"You really want to see them?"

Lin Fan wanted to give a proper warning, to prepare them mentally, after all, Chick's three perverse sons were quite bizarre.

He didn't want them to be scared into some kind of illness because they weren't mentally prepared.

Especially the Dragon Ancestor God, who had already looked down on Chick when he saw his appearance; if he saw his three perverse grandsons, he might just spit out a mouthful of old blood.

"How could I not see my three grandsons?" Zi Feng didn't think much about it, her mind set only on seeing her three grandsons.

"Mother, my three sons are each more formidable than the last. The most satisfying thing I've done in this life is having these three sons," Chick said proudly.

It seemed that for Chick, the only satisfying thing in his life was fathering these three sons with a domestic fowl.

"Of course, of course. How could my son's offspring be inferior? If the ancestors knew, they would be very happy," Zi Feng said joyfully.

Seeing that the family was prepared, Lin Fan naturally said nothing more. Since they wanted to see, they should just watch.

Lin Fan directly released Chick's three sons from the cave heaven.

In an instant, light shone. Zi Feng saw the scene before her and couldn't help shifting her body to get a clearer look.

The Dragon Ancestor God's curiosity was also piqued; he wanted to see what kind of prodigies his three grandsons were.

"Cock-a-doodle-doo!"

Before their figures appeared, the sound came first.

But upon hearing this sound, the Dragon Ancestor God's heart suddenly lurched, a sense of foreboding washing over him.

Zi Feng, however, focused her gaze, full of anticipation.

Suddenly, a golden light blinded everyone's eyes.

A golden chicken stood there proudly, head raised, as if all things in heaven and earth would submit to it.

Radiant with treasure, resplendent in gold—the nouveau riche chicken had arrived.

"Mother, this is my son Ji Da. Isn't he handsome?" Chick said with great satisfaction.

Chick was very pleased with his three children; each one had inherited his fine traditions.

"Good, good, majestic and extraordinary. Truly worthy of being my grandson. Come, let Grandma hold you," Zi Feng said, grinning from ear to ear.

"Ji Da, this is your father's mother, your grandmother. Come over quickly," Chick said.

Ji Da touched the gold chain around his neck, then waddled over to Zi Feng, crowing a few times and rubbing against her leg.

At that moment, the Dragon Ancestor God's eyes suddenly contracted, his heart feeling as if struck by a heavy hammer.

Dazzling and colorful, a rooster hairstyle shook heaven and earth, dyeing the entire world.

Non-mainstream Ji Er flicked his long, handsome hair, let out a low cry, and walked with a catwalk stride as if on a runway.

"Mother, this is Ji Er, unique, with seven colors," Chick said again with satisfaction.

These three sons were each more outstanding than the last. Sometimes Chick would sigh to himself, thinking that with such excellent genes, the offspring he bred were truly heaven-defying.

"Ji Er, this is your grandmother, and this is your grandfather. Go give your grandfather a hug," Chick said.

Ji Er tossed his head, his seven-colored mullet hair covering one eye, then walked with a catwalk stride to the Dragon Ancestor God.

"Grandpa!"

This call shattered the Dragon Ancestor God's composure.

Crack!

The dragon-head jade bead he was playing with cracked with a snap. For the Dragon Ancestor God, this shock was too great.

"My son, look how excited your father is to see his grandsons. That dragon-head jade bead is your father's favorite treasure," Zi Feng said with a light smile at the scene.

Lin Fan held his head in his hand; he understood the pain in the Dragon Ancestor God's heart.

If his own grandsons were like this, he might not be able to resist taking a big cleaver and chopping them all to pieces, then throwing them into the furnace to be remade.

Boom!

Ji Pang took a step forward, the ground shaking. Every time he appeared, there was always a piece of meat in his mouth.

Around Ji Pang's neck hung a storage ring, which contained nothing but piles of meat.

"Mother, this is Ji Pang, my third child. He just eats too much and has gotten a bit fat," Chick said.

Seeing Ji Pang's round, chubby figure, Zi Feng smiled with pursed lips.

"Good, being able to eat is good. Plump looks nice. Huang Wusheng, you're blessed. These three grandsons take after you," Zi Feng said.

Upon seeing the third grandson, the Dragon Ancestor God's face turned ashen. He felt that his lifelong reputation might be ruined by these three grandsons.

Especially upon hearing the last sentence, the Dragon Ancestor God's face flushed red, and he spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Mother, what's wrong with Father?" Chick asked.

"Your father is happy, especially seeing his grandsons. Now he has successors and no longer has to worry about the dragon clan," Zi Feng said.

"Oh," Chick nodded, not quite understanding.

As for the Dragon Ancestor God, he felt that he must have committed some sin in a past life to have such three perverse grandsons.

Lin Fan looked at the Dragon Ancestor God and offered a comforting glance.

Others didn't understand the Dragon Ancestor God's pain, but he did.

The Dragon Ancestor God was exceptionally talented, the leader of the dragon clan. But now, suddenly having a son who didn't look like him was one thing, but what about these three grandsons?

A nouveau riche draped in gold and silver.

A non-mainstream with seven-colored hair covering one eye.

Fat as a mountain, with meat dangling from his mouth.

Each one so perverse—if outsiders found out, what would they do? They'd surely laugh their teeth out.

The Dragon Ancestor God's heart heaved violently. Even with his supreme cultivation, he could barely hold it in at this moment.

Slap!

Just then, the Dragon Ancestor God felt a head rubbing against his pant leg. He looked down, and the sight nearly made him spit out another mouthful of old blood.

Ji Pang swallowed the meat in one gulp, his mouth covered in grease, then wiped it directly on the Dragon Ancestor God's pant leg, saving himself the trouble.

Their eyes met. Ji Pang looked innocent, blinking his big eyes, as if overwhelmed by his grandfather's affectionate gaze, and buried his head in the pant leg like a spoiled child.

So shy...

At that moment, the Dragon Ancestor God leaned back, his face a picture of utter despair.

What sin have I, this dragon god, committed?

The Dragon Ancestor God wanted to slap these grandsons to death, but he didn't dare, and he couldn't bring himself to do it.

Because he truly felt that these three grandsons' bloodlines were very close to his own, from the same source.

However, what puzzled the Dragon Ancestor God was that these three grandsons' bloodlines seemed somewhat mixed.

"My son, why isn't my daughter-in-law here?" Zi Feng asked at this point.

At these words, Chick seemed to recall something, his thoughts drifting, a look of sorrow on his face. "Mother, she died..."

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