Chapter 838: Chapter 307: Battle for the Vein of Ore, Nascent Soul Celestial Phenomenon!_2 She didn’t need to say anything; her lips, moist as the spirit fruit of grass and trees, were already sealed by his kiss, striking her speechless. All she could do was wrap her arms around his neck and all but whisper, “I…I missed you too.” After a long while, “Lu Lang, it’s…it’s still daylight.” Zhao Qingqing seemed to catch her breath from suffocation, her breath fragrant and rich. Usually modest and subdued, her face flushed red with shyness. It was broad daylight, and embracing like this in the hall immediately upon meeting made her somewhat bashful. ... “It will be dark soon.” Lu Changsheng’s hands roamed restlessly, causing Zhao Qingqing’s long, straight legs to tremble slightly, her delicate body soft as silk. “Go, go to the room…” Zhao Qingqing’s green dress was disheveled and in disarray, she said with a trembling voice. Hearing this, Lu Changsheng immediately carried Zhao Qingqing to a simple and elegant thatched cottage in the garden. “This isn’t the…mm…” Zhao Qingqing wanted to say something more, but her beautiful eyes misted over with a hazy layer of tears, her pretty face turned redder, a shy and obedient color on her cheeks. “Ah, then which room are you referring to, Qingqing?” Lu Changsheng asked knowingly. “I…I usually rest in…mm…” Zhao Qingqing’s voice trembled, even her delicate body shook. “Oh, I see, then let me carry you there.” Lu Changsheng lifted her fair, straight legs and headed towards the main room. A fairy in a green dress, even without anyone else around, couldn’t help but shiver at heart, feeling utterly ashamed. But right now her body was weak and powerless; she could only, like an ostrich, shake her head slightly, causing her black and beautiful hair to undo and cascade down like a waterfall, half-concealing her face as she clung tightly around her lover’s neck, afraid to speak. Her two beautifully curved and rounded legs continually swayed in the world turned upside down, causing an embroidered shoe to slip off, revealing a jade-like foot wrapped in a white silk stocking. Through the thin white silk, the pink hue of her jade-like foot could be seen, sometimes curling, sometimes stretching taut, like a shy young girl. The curtain of night gradually fell, and a gentle breeze brushed through, making the spirit flowers and grasses in the garden rustle, their branches dancing and swaying nonstop. As the night deepened, a light drizzle began to fall in the courtyard, generating the sound of raindrops striking banana leaves, with the garden’s spirit flowers and grasses swaying in the wind and rain, covered with rolling beads of jade. Somewhere nearby, a water tank had filled to the brim at some point, spilling over the edge and dripping onto the wet, green grass below. Inside the simple and unadorned room, Zhao Qingqing’s face was flushed, her black hair spread out like a waterfall, her fair body blushed and covered in fine beads of sweat, lying in Lu Changsheng’s arms, breathing delicately with a hint of satisfaction and comfort between her brows. “Qingqing, how have you been in the sect these past two years?” After conveying his full longing, Lu Changsheng held Zhao Qingqing’s fragrant shoulders and asked softly, letting the smoothness slip through his fingers. “I, as a Spiritual Plant Master, only need to…” Zhao Qingqing’s voice was soft as silk, and her breath was fragrant as she recounted softly. As a second-order Spiritual Plant Master, practicing her life-nourishing exercises, she didn’t need to take on outside missions. As long as she wished, she could stay within the sect cultivating spirit plants and spiritual medicines without venturing on assignments. As for her master, they maintained a normal relationship, giving each other due respect. After all, there remains a concept of honoring one’s master and valuing the way in the Cultivation World. If the situation was handled too badly, it would reflect poorly on both parties. Besides, her master only wanted Zhao Qingqing to submit back then and hadn’t gone too far. … The next morning, Lu Changsheng and Zhao Qingqing went out to catch up with their good friend Han Lin and also to see their children. Originally, he also wanted to see his brother-in-law, Xia Zhaoyang. But learning that his brother-in-law was at the Ninth Level of Energy Refinement, striving for Foundation Establishment and spending most of his time on tasks outside, Lu Changsheng didn’t inquire further. He planned to give Xia Zhizue three thousand Spirit Stones upon his return. As a token of sponsorship from him as a brother-in-law, a small investment. After all, Xia Zhizue had given birth to three offspring for him, one with a Third-Grade Spiritual Root, one with a Fifth Grade Spiritual Root, and one with a Sixth Grade Spiritual Root. In such circumstances, he was naturally willing to care for this brother-in-law. Moreover, this brother-in-law was decent, with a Fourth Grade Spiritual Root, and being in the Immortal Sects, his Foundation Establishment would also be a good thing for him. As for the Foundation Establishment Elixirs and Foundation Establishment Spirit Objects, he wasn’t so affluent yet. “Daoist Han must also be preparing for Foundation Establishment now,” Lu Changsheng looked at Han Lin and asked. “Foundation Establishment is hard to come by; I dare not aspire to that goal.” “I plan to take on a task next year and head to Qingyun Market to see. If there’s an opportunity, I’ll take it, but if not, I’ll just let it be and seek a position within the sect.” Although Han Lin was nearly fifty, he appeared only in his thirties, clad in a loose earthy-yellow robe, with a dark complexion, plain-faced, and displaying an honest smile. “If I remember correctly, Daoist Han is just forty-nine, still in his prime. With effort, Foundation Establishment is still hopeful.” Lu Changsheng spoke thusly. Back when they participated in the sect’s examination, he became close with Han Lin, hence he knew about the other’s age. “That’s true, but Foundation Establishment Elixirs are hard to find, and with my Low Quality Spiritual Root, even with the elixir, breaking through to Foundation Establishment is still very difficult. Why waste money and effort?” “Being like this now, I am already quite content.” Han Lin smiled broadly. Lu Changsheng didn’t persuade him otherwise. After all, to each their own. Besides, for a Cultivator with a Low Quality Spiritual Root, even with a Foundation Establishment Elixir, there’s a ninety percent chance of failing to establish the foundation, with efforts of most of a lifetime turning to naught. As a first grade top-tier Artifact Refiner, as long as he didn’t gamble on Foundation Establishment and squander his finances, Han Lin’s life could be very comfortable.