"Qing Shan is such a considerate child, to encounter such an opportunity and still think of bringing his sister along." Lu Miaoyun, Qu Zhenzhen, and others beside them were incredibly envious upon hearing this and offered their congratulations one after another. In their eyes, although parting was sad, this was a great opportunity, a cause for immense joy; they were filled with envy. "Hmph, truly worthy of being my son, Lu Miaohuan." Lu Miaohuan lifted her delicate chin ever so slightly as she heard everyone’s congratulations, pride and satisfaction immediately showing on her face. After all, her son possessed a Spiritual Body and had been taken as a disciple by a Nascent Soul Immortal. It was certain that in the future, he would definitely break through Foundation Establishment and become a Foundation Establishment Great Cultivator! This made her, as a mother, bask in reflected glory, feeling immensely proud and arrogant! "Hehe, as the saying goes, ’blue is extracted from the indigo plant but is more vivid than the plant itself’; who knows, Qing Shan might come back even more powerful than this father of his." Upon seeing Lu Miaohuan’s happy face, without a trace of sorrow or pain, Lu Changsheng stepped forward and took her fair and slender hand, chuckling. Now that Lu Changsheng and Lu Miaoge had returned and brought such news, their home was filled with joy and harmony. During the evening meal. "Sister Miaoge, this is Zi Xiao, Ling Zixiao." "Zi Xiao, this is my wife, Lu Miaoge." Lu Changsheng introduced Lu Miaoge and Ling Zixiao to each other. One was his wife and the other a Daoist companion; there was also the matter of healing to discuss afterward, so of course, they had to get to know each other. "I have seen Sister Ling." Lu Miaoge, being aware that Ling Zixiao was a Great Cultivator of Foundation Building, greeted her politely and with a warm countenance. "Lu Daoist." Ling Zixiao’s elegant, pale face carried a demure grace, and she greeted Lu Miaoge with a gentle and elegant smile. Her clear and bright eyes of Qiushui studied Lu Miaoge before her. Lu Changsheng had mentioned that once Lu Miaoge returned, there would be hope of resolving her Dragon Roar Physique. So, she wanted to know how Lu Miaoge, who had only achieved the Ninth Level of Energy Refinement, could possibly resolve her Dragon Roar Physique. However, after some casual conversation and seeing Lu Miaoge did not bring up healing, Ling Zixiao didn’t inquire either. She waited for Lu Changsheng to bring it up and make arrangements. Discover hidden stories at freewebnovel Their initial meeting was quite mundane, and Lu Changsheng didn’t pay it too much attention. After all, neither woman was particularly warm or overly familiar. It wasn’t possible for them to hit it off immediately and become deeply engrossed in conversation. ... That night. In a small courtyard. "Have you got it?" Lu Changsheng looked at his son, Lu Ping’an, and asked. He was teaching Lu Ping’an the "Five Elements Star Destruction Sword Canon." Because Lu Ping’an had not yet started cultivating, he couldn’t view the Jade Slip with his Mental Spirit. So his father had to teach him bit by bit, explaining the sword canon’s cultivation methods, brain meditation, technique circulation, and so on, little by little. Until he completely understood it and committed the technique firmly to memory. "Dad, I remember it!" Lu Ping’an nodded vigorously. As a grandmaster of martial arts, his memory was extraordinary. Although the technique was mystically profound, with Lu Changsheng’s detailed explanation, he was able to memorize it all. "Good, with that being the case, start cultivating and try to draw the Qi into your body." Lu Changsheng nodded to this, encouraging Lu Ping’an to begin cultivating. "Yes, Dad!" Hearing this, Lu Ping’an immediately closed his eyes, sat cross-legged according to his father’s instructions, and began cultivating. Time passed by slowly. No one knew how long had passed. "Forget it, you keep cultivating, and once you can enter the state, tell me." Seeing that his son hadn’t been able to enter the proper state, Lu Changsheng shook his head slightly. The "Five Elements Star Destruction Sword Canon," as a Peripheral Sect Level technique, naturally wasn’t easy to comprehend. The first step of cultivation, drawing Qi into the body, required harmonious body and mind, clear and empty mental spirit, and a stance towards heaven with the contemplation of the five elemental stars, which carried certain difficulties. It wasn’t like the Returning Origin Technique, a basic cultivation technique, where one simply needed to silently sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth to proceed. However, Lu Changsheng was roughly certain that his son’s comprehension abilities were quite ordinary. After seeing his son open up a Fifth Grade Spiritual Root under the Hope Gu’s influence, he’d harbored a small expectation that his son would surprise him in other areas. It seemed he had hoped for too much. "Dad, am I really bad at this?" Lu Ping’an opened his eyes and scratched his head rather sheepishly. "This is normal, usually, it takes about ten days to half a month to get a knack for it." Lu Changsheng did not discourage his son, instead offering reassuring words. "Okay." Lu Ping’an nodded upon hearing this, determined to work hard in the coming days, to master the technique, and to not disappoint his father. "Alright, if you have any issues or questions, come find me at any time." Lu Changsheng patted his shoulder and said. 𝘧𝘳𝘦ℯ𝓌𝘦𝒷𝘯𝑜𝑣𝘦𝓁.𝒸𝘰𝓂 As he looked at the moonlight streaming through the haze of the night, he exhaled softly, walked out of the small courtyard, and went over to Lu Miaohuan’s. He could sense that Lu Miaohuan hadn’t gone to rest yet. "Huanhuan?" Arriving at the courtyard, Lu Changsheng saw Lu Miaohuan dressed in a golden gown, sitting by the window with knees hugged to her chest, gazing blankly at the moonlight outside. He knew she must be worrying about her son, Lu Qingshan, and stepped forward to wrap his arms around her shoulders. "My husband..." Lu Miaohuan’s eyes reddened upon seeing Lu Changsheng, and her face showed signs of distress and sadness. "What’s the matter, are you missing Qing Shan?" Lu Changsheng held his wife close in his arms and spoke softly, smiling. "Qing Shan is still so young, and he loves to be mischievous. What if he doesn’t make his master happy after going to Jinyang Sect, or what if he’s bullied by others?" Lu Miaohuan’s eyes were rimmed with red, and she murmured with concern. She was okay during the day. Facing the congratulations and praises of others, thinking of her son being taken as a disciple by a Nascent Soul Immortal, her heart was filled with happiness and pride. But during the still of the night, the thought of her son, only ten years old, and now taken away to cultivate in Jinyang Sect in far-off Yue Country,