Zhao Li read each word aloud. Since he couldn’t speak, Chen Wenzhong climbed into his father’s room and began to study the continent’s language on his own. When Chen Zhan found Chen Wenzhong, he saw the young boy had written many pages of text, which filled him with delight, shouting, “My son is a genius! Hahaha!” and spinning Chen Wenzhong around until he got dizzy. Compared to back then, three years had passed. Chen Wenzhong now had excellent handwriting, earning the admiration of the elder clan members. “Zhong’er, be good. Your father just wants you to speak sooner. Now, come with me to the main hall.” Zhao Li carried Chen Wenzhong and walked towards the clan’s main hall." Chapter 3: A Decade of Silence Chen Wenzhong followed his mother through complex corridors and past various pavilions until they finally arrived at their destination. Entering the reception hall of the Chen family, Chen Wenzhong saw his father of this life, Chen Zhan, the strongest clan leader in the Chen family’s history. Here, let's introduce the cultivation realms recognized by the people of the Ba Wu Continent: Martial Disciple (1-9 levels), Martial Practitioner (1-9 stages), Martial Master (Upper, Middle, and Lower grades), Eight Vessels of Spiritual Martial Arts, Three Realms of Martial King, Seven Heavens of Martial Emperor, Three Souls and Nine Tribulations of Martial Immortal, and Martial God who attains the Dao! At this moment, Chen Zhan was conversing with an unfamiliar elderly man. When he saw Chen Wenzhong and his wife enter, he stopped talking. “Pharmacist Li, let me introduce you to my wife, Zhao Li, and my son, Chen Wenzhong. Zhong'er, greet Uncle Li!” Considering his son’s inability to speak, Chen Zhan instructed Chen Wenzhong to bow to Pharmacist Li as a sign of respect. “Haha, no need for that. I, Old Li, never care about such formalities. It’s fine, it’s fine!” Pharmacist Li stopped Chen Wenzhong from bowing and patted him on the head with a smile. “Swish—swish!” As Pharmacist Li was about to continue speaking, he was suddenly intrigued by Chen Wenzhong taking out paper and a calligraphy brush and starting to write. “Oh! So this is the five-year-old prodigy from the Chen family who’s already well-read? Truly remarkable!” Stroking his white beard, Pharmacist Li marveled at the sturdy handwriting on the paper. “‘Uncle Li, how do you plan to diagnose my problem?’” After writing, Chen Wenzhong displayed the words on the paper. “Rest assured, young master! My reputation as a pharmacist is not self-proclaimed! Here, give me your arm, and I will check your pulse!” Pharmacist Li smiled and placed two fingers on Chen Wenzhong’s left wrist, channeling spiritual energy to carefully examine his physical condition. “This child has extraordinarily wide and resilient