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"Shaoqin, now that you have become my disciple, you are my only disciple, and I will only ever have you. Shaoqin, your master's wife and I consider you family. Are you willing to consider your master's wife and me as family?"

When Sang Huan said this, she squatted down so that her eyes were level with his, and her tone was more serious than ever before.

From the moment Yang Shaoqin followed them back to the cabin, Sang Huan keenly sensed something was off about the child.

After all, the information Yang Shaoqin revealed when he angrily hit the three people with a small wooden stick earlier was not something a quiet child would do.

But after returning to the cabin with them, Yang Shaoqin not only became unusually obedient, but also lost all the most basic joys of a child. Something just didn't seem right.

Sang Huan initially thought the child was just not used to it and was having trouble adjusting to the huge changes in his family, so she thought she would wait until he calmed down a bit before communicating with him.

She wanted to take some time to have a good talk with Yang Shaoqin, but every time Yang Shaoqin saw her serious expression, he would lower his head and look ashamed, like a child who had done something wrong and was waiting to be criticized.

Sang Huan couldn't bring herself to harden her heart, and in the end, she could only sigh and reach out to rub his head.

As time dragged on, even the slow-witted Sang Huan realized that this couldn't go on.

Seeing that the timing was good, he decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with Yang Shaoqin.

"I, Master, I..."

Yang Shaoqin, who had expected to be scolded, was completely taken aback by the current situation and looked at his master's genuinely concerned eyes.

Yang Shaoqin's mind suddenly went blank, unsure how to react to the person in front of him.

Still just a child, Yang Shaoqin couldn't figure out how to respond to his master, who was full of kindness and concern for him. Feelings of self-reproach welled up in his heart, and tears of anxiety and worry began to well up in his eyes.

"Master, I, I, I'm sorry."

"Idiot, what's there to be sorry about?"

Sang Huan's voice was filled with helplessness as she gave Yang Shaoqin's head a firm rub with her warm hand.

"You are my disciple, and also our family, Xiao Shaoqin. You don't need to hold back in front of your master's wife and me anymore. We are your relatives. If you are unhappy or sad, you can talk to your master's wife and me."

Don't worry, your master's wife may look cold, but she's actually warm-hearted beneath her cold exterior. Don't be afraid of her. If she secretly bullies you behind my back, tell your master, and he'll deal with her for you.

"I will not bully children."

Shang Fuyan chuckled as he picked up on his wife's words, but when he met Yang Shaoqin's teary eyes, he softened his tone to appear more amiable.

"Your master is right, Shaoqin. We know you're feeling down because of the loss of your family. But the future is long. If you want revenge, you must not let your emotions control you. If you feel unwell, you can always come to me and your master. Your master and I are your family and your support."

As she spoke, as if to show her gentleness as a teacher's wife, she awkwardly reached out and ruffled Yang Shaoqin's hair.

Looking at the two people in front of him, Yang Shaoqin felt his initial unease subtly soothed by an invisible hand.

He sniffed, held the small porcelain dish in his hand that exuded warmth, and nodded emphatically.

"Yes, I understand. Thank you, Master and Mistress!"

Yes, he's not completely without anything; he still has his master and mistress!

He couldn't let a moment of anger hurt the only two people in the world who cared about him.

"Alright, stop crying now, or your teacher's wife's apple stewed pork ribs will get cold. We can talk about it after we finish eating."

Sang Huan pinched Yang Shaoqin's nose, stopping him from wailing.

Yang Shaoqin choked, then couldn't help but let out a sob.

"Master, didn't you tell me to speak up if I had any grievances?"

Sang Huan looked at him with pitiful eyes, showing no remorse whatsoever. She even pinched his nose harder, revealing her white and beautiful teeth with a grin.

"Of course you can say that, but your master is hungry right now. They say food is the most important thing for people, so we should talk about everything after we finish eating."

After speaking, Sang Huan released her grip, stood up, and confidently commanded the two figures in front of her, one large and one small.

"Fusang, go get the rice. Shaoqin, you're in charge of moving the tables!"

She just needs to eat.

Life went on peacefully and warmly like this.

With the system, Sang Huan was like a cheat code, and Yang Shaoqin himself had an excellent foundation, which was beyond the reach of ordinary humans.

In less than five months, the other party advanced from an ordinary mortal to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

There is no concept of cultivation in this world, and there has never been a hierarchy.

When Sang Huanmeng brought it up, Yang Shaoqin was still a little confused, seeing his bewildered look.

Sang Huan simply compiled all these realm divisions and details to pay attention to when cultivating immortality into a book, and gave the system two points to print it out.

She also exchanged a few sets of cultivation techniques suitable for mortals to cultivate immortality. After all, she planned to have Yang Shaoqin lead a wave of mortal cultivation. When she established her own sect, she would need to have some solid cultivation techniques to convince people.

Rather than letting Yang Shaoqin wander aimlessly, her master had plenty of readily available resources and didn't need to be so stingy. As for magical treasures and artifacts...

Sang Huan doesn't actually have that, but it doesn't matter, there are plenty of people who do.

When Lin Yue died, a lot of good stuff dropped, more than you could count on ten hands.

If even a single Immortal Venerable Lin Yue has so many good things, then other immortals must have just as many. Why not just snatch them from them when the time comes?

With this robber-like mentality, Sang Huan naturally didn't consider it.

Life in the cabin was alright, but Shang Fuyan and Yang Shaoqin were still mortals and needed food and other necessities.

In addition, Shang Fuyan felt that it would be improper for him and his young wife to not have a wedding ceremony.

After much persuasion from Sang Huan, they decided to take advantage of this trip to the market to buy wedding supplies so they could hold a wedding ceremony at home.

Not only was Shang Fuyan in a good mood, but even Yang Shaoqin, who was standing next to her, was surprised and delighted by this happy event.

His body after transforming into a god is no longer what it used to be. Now, carrying a thousand pounds is easy for him. He can also jump around and laugh with the two of them while carrying a hundred pounds of rice and food on his back, discussing what delicious food to make tonight.

She also shared some of the procedures she had observed when she accompanied her mother to wedding banquets, which the two of them could adopt.

The otherwise quiet and uninteresting journey became lively with the addition of a young child's voice.

Sang Huan wasn't one to spoil the fun; she listened to Yang Shaoqin speak and occasionally nodded and smiled in agreement.

Shang Fuyan, who was standing to the side, didn't say anything, but his serious eyes showed that he had memorized everything.

Just as the three of them reached the depths of the forest, a sudden gust of wind arose around them, where the blazing sun was blocked by towering trees!

The sound of something cutting through the air rang in her ears, and Sang Huan's curved lips instantly straightened. She raised her hand and used her spiritual power to bring Yang Shaoqin, who was not far away, over!

The next instant, a gleaming arrow suddenly appeared where Yang Shaoqin was standing!

(A few more chapters to wrap things up and it'll be almost over. Double updates will resume tomorrow.)