Cultivating a family of immortals

Xu Jingtao, holding her child's hand, returned home with her husband.

She named her child Meng Yun. After checking his spiritual roots today, she found that he had not been born, which relieved her.

She didn't want her child to cultivate immortality in the future, thus embarking on a path of bloodshed and violence.

Even she herself remains at the seventh level of the Fetal Breathing stage, and ten years have passed without her advancing even one level.

Watching her husband diligently tidy up the house and then gently carry Meng Yun to sleep, Xu Jingtao felt extremely satisfied.

But seeing Lin Wanxing and Xu Jingluo today still stirred something in her heart.

The night was alluring. Xu Jingtao stood at the window, gazing at the heavy snow outside, and murmured:

"Guan Yi Ge..."

Day two.

The Xu family got up early. Xu Changle took Xu Jingluo to have a new set of clothes made and bought a lot of food.

Xu Jinglu had a fever all night last night, and her voice is a little hoarse today.

As he gazed at the food he hadn't tasted in years, the trace of sorrow in his eyes gradually faded.

Meanwhile, Lin Wanxing, accompanied by Zhou Xingyao, familiarized herself with the affairs of Guanyun Village.

Zhou Xingyao knew everything about the Xu family and had developed a delicate mind over the years. She subtly guided Lin Wanxing in her words, and Lin Wanxing felt the care the Xu family had for her and gradually felt a sense of belonging to the Xu family.

It wasn't until evening that Xu Changle suggested that Xu Jingluo test his spiritual root again, and then everyone returned home together.

Xu Jingluo took out the spirit-testing disc and placed his hand on it. Lin Wanxing felt disappointed. She had just tested it a few days ago, so why was there one today?

Unexpectedly, the spirit-testing disc emitted two beams of light.

The interplay of gold and red creates an unparalleled brilliance.

Lin Wanxing covered her mouth, tears welling up in her eyes.

Xu Jingluo also stared blankly at the scene, her heart surging with intense emotions.

"Mom, Uncle, Grandpa, am I pregnant?"

"Haha, I knew it! With Guan Yi's talent, how could his son not have spiritual roots?" Xu Changle laughed loudly.

"Not bad, it has dual spiritual roots, one of metal and one of fire attributes. Excellent! Perhaps it can learn alchemy in the future!"

Lin Wanxing nodded repeatedly, tears welling in her eyes, and said:

"It just so happens that your mother also knows some alchemy. I'll teach you from now on."

Xu Jinglu nodded emphatically.

With that, the Xu family was finally relieved about a major matter.

Just as everyone was talking, a sharp sword cry suddenly rang out from outside the window, startling everyone.

"The sound of sword control?"

Everyone hurriedly went out of the house, and saw a dazzling sword light carrying a young man in the night. The young man seemed to be unfamiliar with sword control and was swaying a bit.

He was wearing a long white silk robe and kept waving his hands to maintain his balance.

The Xu family below were all cultivators with keen senses, and they immediately noticed that the young man was extremely frivolous.

He wasn't wearing his white robe properly; the collar was deliberately left half an inch open, revealing a jade bead hanging around his neck.

Despite his weak swordsmanship, he still managed to make his longsword float at an angle. The gale was about to blow him down, but he deliberately stiffened his neck and raised his chin, looking like a hermit master, almost like a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

He immediately spotted the Xu family members standing in the courtyard below, and overjoyed, he shouted:

"Father, Mother, Grandfather, Grandmother, I'm back! Hahahaha... Ah!"

Before she could finish speaking, she lost her balance while riding the sword and, due to her excitement, was blown off by the strong wind and dropped her sword. Everyone was shocked, and Lin Wanxing quickly jumped to her rescue.

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When Xu Jingheng left the Xu family, Xu Jingyao had just been born; he was only a little over four years old at the time.

Because he ingested the green liquid at the age of three, his spiritual roots developed early and his intelligence opened early. Therefore, the Xu family did not hide their family secret from him.

It wasn't until he was carried away by Xuan Yebai in front of Qingping Mountain that he and Xuan Yebai hid on Qingping Mountain and witnessed the great battle below. He was the first person in the Xu family to witness a battle between high-level cultivators, and he immediately felt a longing for it.

However, they only watched half of it before hastily fleeing.

Upon returning to his sect, Xuan Yebai refused to eat or drink for several days. Standing sorrowfully before the Cloud Platform, he composed hundreds of poems, pouring out all the melancholy in his heart.

Xu Jingheng stayed by his side for several days, stunned and momentarily regarded Xuan Yebai as an extraordinary person in his heart.

Where can one write hundreds of poems in a row?

And it sounded quite mysterious... because he couldn't understand it.

But this doesn't matter.

From then on, he regarded Xuan Yebai as his teacher and learned from him in both life and habits.

One day, he learned that Xuan Yebai also possessed the Heavenly Spiritual Root attribute. He had cultivated for only a few decades and had already reached the Qi Refining Realm. Now, he was even a Foundation Establishment Ancestor!

For a time, I was filled with admiration.

At this time, Xu Jingheng was unaware that his second uncle had already encountered an accident.

Until one day, Xuan Yebai summoned him to his side and slowly spoke to the thick fog covering the cloud platform:

"I wanted to save your family, but things happened so suddenly that we met too late. The Haoran Sect must have already killed your second uncle."

Xu Jingheng was stunned when he heard this. The image of his second uncle holding him in his arms and teasing him playfully flashed through his mind. He realized that he would never see that kind of loving face again, and a wave of grief washed over him.

He then inquired about the reason, and Xuan Yebai replied:

"The Lin brothers founded the Haoran Immortal Sect after obtaining a secret technique a thousand years ago. This secret technique is called the [Blood Pill Condensation Technique], which can refine cultivators into blood pills for consumption."

Xu Jingheng immediately flew into a rage and said, "Senior brother, are you saying that the Haoran Sect refined my second uncle into a blood pill? How could they do such a thing?"

Xuan Yebai said calmly:

"Unacceptable? I summoned you here today to tell you this. The path of cultivation is winding and full of difficulties and dangers. You witnessed the great battle before the Mo Chuan River. Even with the power of our Xuan Yuan Sect, we are nothing but ants before such a high-level cultivator."

"The reason why the Haoran Sect can bully your Xu family like this is naturally because your Xu family is not strong enough. But if it weren't for your second uncle, your Xu family would just be ordinary cultivators. Who knows when a powerful cultivator might be in a bad mood and kill them at any time? Such things are very common."

After saying this, Xu Jingheng remained silent for a moment before asking:

"Senior brother, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

He felt a sense of fear, but his expression remained unchanged.

Xuan Yebai noticed this and praised, "You have a good character, but don't worry, my Xuan Yuan Sect would never do something like refining cultivators into blood pills. In fact, if your Xu family is in trouble, my Xuan Yuan Sect will even help you solve your family's problems."

Xu Jingheng had been living in the Xuan Yuan Sect for six years and was already nine years old. He understood the meaning behind these words, but he still didn't understand.

Xuan Yebai said calmly:

"Can't understand? If refining cultivators into blood pills and consuming them would temporarily increase one's cultivation level, that would be a good thing. Why would my Xuan Yuan Sect disdain it?"

As he spoke, Xuan Yebai, filled with heroic spirit, reached out and made a hand gesture, causing the thousands of clouds in front of him to disperse according to the gesture, revealing the mountain peak hidden in the clouds.

"Because those who are truly powerful naturally disdain it!"

"Besides, with the Purple Mansion Ancestor presiding over our Xuan family, what do we have to fear from the rise of other families?"

"This is the essence of bullying others by relying on one's power."

"However, the power we're relying on is the power of our own people!"

Xu Jingheng understood and was moved, but he shook his head repeatedly and said:

"Senior brother, using the phrase 'abusing one's power to bully others' is extremely inappropriate here!"

"Hmm? You dare talk back? You're punished by having to cultivate for two extra hours today!"