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"Well, you little rascal, it's been two years and you've really grown! You've learned to be a little troublemaker, bullying others everywhere. Just watch how I deal with you!" Zhao Yang raised his hand, ready to smack Zhao Yu's backside.
Seeing her brother's serious demeanor, Zhao Yu took off running, her speed like that of a wild rabbit, disappearing in the blink of an eye. Zhao Yang was astonished to notice that where Zhao Yu had stepped, rare lotus flowers bloomed, a sight not often seen by ordinary people. Although it was merely a faint imprint without any runes or Dao Yun, it still startled Zhao Yang because it was an extraordinary phenomenon. He didn't rush after her but turned to comfort the children, saying, "Alright, Zhao Yu won't bully you anymore."
Zhao Yang pulled out a white jade porcelain bottle from his pocket and handed it to Big Zhuang. "This bottle contains Qi Nourishing Pills. Distribute one to each of them. These pills are treasures from the immortal realm; if an ordinary person falls seriously ill and takes one, they can recover completely. Save them for your future use."
The children widened their eyes in excitement as they listened to Zhao Yang. Although he was somewhat exaggerating, the Qi Nourishing Pills were indeed invaluable elixirs for ordinary people, just like Spirit Qi Pills. The powerful Spirit Energy they contained could cleanse the body's meridians and cure most ailments.
Zhao Yang called Big Zhuang and Fatty aside and taught them some of his own Refining Qi methods individually, allowing them to practice. His cultivation techniques were highly refined yet easy to understand, making it simple for both of them to learn. Zhao Yang did this so they could protect the village well.
In places where ordinary people lived, cultivators generally wouldn't visit or commit acts of slaughter. As long as they learned his cultivation methods, they would have no problem dealing with common bandits and worldly strongmen in the future.
During dinner that evening, their father, Zhao Tianlang, returned from the city accompanied by Elder Dong. The two exchanged many words upon meeting. Elder Dong was extremely excited to see Zhao Yang; he had reached the second level of Foundation Establishment Stage but couldn't gauge the depth of this young man's abilities. He felt a surge of admiration for this genius.
Zhao Yang waved his hand dismissively. "At my age, there are likely many geniuses in Zhongzhou who have already reached unattainable heights. To compete in the cultivation world and secure a place for myself with my current abilities is still insufficient."
The three then discussed worldly matters. Everything Zhao Yang said left Zhao Tianlang and Elder Dong in awe and surprise. Especially Zhao Tianlang, who had never realized that Zhao Yang possessed such profound insights and extensive knowledge. He couldn't believe that in just over two years, his son had learned so much; he attributed it to the benefits of cultivation and couldn't help but sigh inwardly about his own inability to cultivate.
Despite this, Zhao Yang still passed on some Refining Qi methods to Zhao Tianlang and used his supreme Chaos True Qi to refine his father's meridians. After circulating True Qi through his body once, Zhao Yang was both shocked and puzzled because he found that Zhao Tianlang's meridians were naturally interconnected without any blockages! He marveled at this fact but sensed no trace of Spiritual Root within his father’s body. If there had been Spiritual Root present, he would undoubtedly be a cultivation prodigy; otherwise, it was truly difficult for a skilled craftsman to work without materials—having good meridians meant nothing if one lacked Spiritual Root; he could only draw energy into his body at best and could not progress far along the path of cultivation.
Elder Dong smiled silently without interjecting but suggested that they return together to their original family after some time. Years ago, when Zhao Tianlang's family experienced internal strife, he had escaped with one of the young masters as a servant. Half a year ago, family members had found him and informed him that he could bring the young master back since the Zhao Family was originally a major cultivation family beyond what ordinary cultivators could imagine. With Zhao Yang's talent, he should be able to achieve a good ranking among ordinary disciples upon returning and enjoy high status.
Zhao Yang politely declined, stating that he needed to forge his own path and mentioned that he would set off tomorrow for Yuwang City’s Teleportation Array to participate in a trial in Zhongzhou.
"Are you going to participate in the Haotian Secret Realm trial?" Elder Dong asked.
Zhao Yang nodded without hiding anything.
"I've heard that the Haotian Secret Realm was built by ancient immortals; it's extremely dangerous yet full of opportunities. Anyone seeking great treasures faces near-certain death. If you manage to enter, just gather some Spiritual Fruits on the outskirts; do not take unnecessary risks alone. The cultivation world can easily claim lives; even if you obtain great treasures alone, it will be hard to keep them safe due to powerful sects guarding them," Elder Dong cautioned.
Zhao Yang hadn't considered this perspective before and felt pleased at the thought of seizing opportunities; he replied confidently, "No worries! I'll just gather some Spiritual Fruits and leave without engaging anyone."
However, He Qing didn't believe Zhao Yang's words; she knew her son's temperament all too well—he often took others' belongings as if they were his own. While others might take what they could get and leave when things got tough, her son would seize good things for himself without hesitation; she still felt uneasy about that sack full of money he'd once brought home. Thus, He Qing grew increasingly worried and asked Zhao Yang many questions while repeatedly reminding him to be cautious and prioritize safety above all else.
Zhao Yang nodded in agreement, fearing that his mother would worry about him. After Elder Dong left, he took his mother's hand and said, "Mother, I want you to unconditionally believe that I will be fine from now on, okay?"
Seeing the seriousness in her son's eyes, He Qing nodded.
To reassure his mother, Zhao Yang took He Qing and Zhao Tianlang up into the sky, allowing them to experience the sensation of flying high above. At first, they gasped in surprise, but they quickly settled down. Then, Zhao Yang demonstrated his Divine Power of Time Walk before them, suddenly flashing from one place to another. He said, "Mother, not to mention my unmatched Combat Power at my level, you also saw just now that even if I can't win a fight, my escape techniques are unparalleled. You can rest assured."
He Qing's face lit up with joy; she hadn't expected Zhao Yang to possess such Divine Power. Looking at her beloved son, she finally felt at ease.
Knowing that Zhao Yang had the ability to shrink and lighten objects, He Qing prepared two large cloth bags filled with jerky for him as snacks. Zhao Yang was deeply touched; jerky was one of his favorite treats, and it showed how thoughtful his mother was.
As the three of them returned home, they saw Zhao Yu pouring water into her mouth from a teapot, looking like a burly man drinking from a tankard.
He Qing scolded her lightly, "This crazy girl is becoming more and more outrageous. Look at how you're drinking water! Today I heard from Tiger's mother that you’ve been forming cliques and bullying others again!"
Zhao Yang had lost his temper with his unruly sister but noticed Zhao Yu thumping her chest while drinking water and asked, "Did you choke on something?"
Zhao Yu burped loudly and pointed at a pile of magical artifacts on the table. "Brother, are you scavenging in the Cultivation world? I searched for ages and found this decent-sized Snake King's Gallbladder; the rest is just cheap stuff for kids. Don’t you have any good treasures hidden away?"
Zhao Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and weakly asked, "Did you swallow the Snake King's Gallbladder?"
Zhao Yu nodded proudly. "Yes! A few days ago my master caught a big snake and let me eat its gallbladder. I think it tasted pretty good."
"You silly girl, why do you eat everything?" He Qing was furious upon hearing this and picked up a feather duster to swat at Zhao Yu's backside. Zhao Yu didn’t even flinch; it seemed she had grown accustomed to it.
Zhao Yang was also surprised and asked, "Which master do you have?"
Zhao Yu replied with pride, "Of course it's from a big sect! My master will come to pick me up in a couple of days. You keep hitting me every day; my master said I can't tell anyone else about it. Hmph!"
"Who are you calling 'anyone else'?" He Qing scolded her daughter, exasperated by her wild antics that rivaled those of boys.
Zhao Yang waved his hand dismissively. Given Zhao Yu's talent, if she were under the guidance of an advanced practitioner with Heavenly Eye abilities, they could surely see her special qualities. Just like how his master once told him that he had an extraordinary Purple Qi soaring into the sky above him—ordinary cultivators couldn't perceive it, but those with Heavenly Eye abilities could see it clearly.
This was the path that the little girl had chosen for herself, and Zhao Yang could not stop her. When his master had asked him to take his sister over, Zhao Yang had known that one day her path would be vastly different from his own, and for that reason, he did not intend to interfere.
“Brother, you have something good on you; it must be delicious. You shouldn’t hide it away,” Zhao Yu said again, bringing up food.
Zhao Yang was perplexed and replied, “What good thing could I possibly be hiding?” This troublesome sister of his, did she want his Stone Hammer or the Ice Soul Seal and Earth Fire Seal? But those were not edible. As for the Black Box, he didn’t even know what was inside it. Could it be that his sister could tell that something in the Black Box was meant for eating?
“Chirp Chirp.” At that moment, Little Beast poked its head out from Zhao Yang's arms.
“That’s it!” Zhao Yu pointed at Little Beast with a serious expression, swallowing hard and licking her lips.
“Chirp Chirp!” Little Beast shook its tiny fist at Zhao Yu, feeling a chill at the thought of this sister of Zhao Yang's.
“This is your brother’s spirit beast. Do you know how precious it is? It cost two sacks of gold and jewels! And you want to eat it?” He Qing was so exasperated with the little girl that she nearly lost her temper. She feared that Zhao Yang might inadvertently let Zhao Yu take Little Beast away to roast it. Ever since Zhao Yu had woken up two years ago, she had heard many complaints about her mischief. Initially, she didn’t believe them, thinking it was an insult to a young girl. But after hearing enough and witnessing Zhao Yu return home once with burnt oil still smeared on her lips, she became convinced. This made her both angry and worried, fearing something might happen to the child.
“Go ahead and pick at it, Brother. You keep such a delicious thing all to yourself without sharing,” the little girl huffed before returning to her room to sleep.
Zhao Yang was speechless; he felt utterly defeated by this sister of his. It sounded like she could be quite ruthless. What would happen when she grew up?
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