Chapter 1000: Qi Ruohua: Take Haoyang away

The Yin Gui Sect had finished, next was the Spirit Sword Sect, inside the Spirit Sword Sect.

Elder Xinran was practicing sword when suddenly she stopped, sword blade pointing at the sky, ready to strike at any moment.

Soon after, Elder Xinran seemed to think of something, sensed something, and put down her sword.

Chen Chuyang knew she must have guessed it was him, only he would be like that, and sighed: "Elder Xinran's mind-sword Dao is growing stronger, her strength likewise; perhaps in a few years she will leave this world and go to Tianwai."

Elder Xinran's strength is great; after the restraint was removed, she advanced rapidly, gradually revealing her heaven-defying talent.

Looking at his younger sister Chen Churan, her strength had increased considerably; like Elder Xinran, she had always been practicing sword, nothing but cultivation, and after the distractions ceased, her cultivation broke through swiftly, and her sword path gradually approached the mind-sword Dao.

She stopped cultivating and walked out of the room.

She felt strange, constantly looking at the sky but finding nothing; Chen Churan, beside her master Elder Xinran, asked doubtfully: "Master, why do I always feel like someone is watching me? It's really uncomfortable."

Elder Xinran turned in surprise and asked: "You felt it too?"

"Mm." Chen Churan nodded, pointing at the sky, saying: "Right there, someone is watching me, yet there is nothing there—very strange."

"Master, do you mean my cultivation has gone wrong? Or is someone really watching us there?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Chuyang immediately left and no longer looked at them.

Elder Xinran smiled: "You didn't sense wrong; someone is indeed watching there, and that person is very familiar to you."

"Who?" Chen Churan blinked, thinking for a long time; besides one person, she couldn't think of anyone else.

In her memory, only one person could achieve this; others would never come to the Spirit Sword Sect to use divine powers to observe her.

Don't you have the answer in your heart? Besides your older brother, who else would be so idle?

Elder Xinran said annoyed: "He's not the first time coming to see us; Churan, be more careful with your cultivation from now on."

She added inwardly, she too needed to be careful, especially at times—must not be careless, for if he saw her, it would be a great loss.

"Yes, master." Chen Churan nodded, then raised her head and stared at the sky.

Inwardly she wondered why her brother would watch them like that, what could be the reason?

However she did not continue questioning, but instead… went back to continue cultivating.

Elder Xinran stood alone in place, staring at the sky, muttering to herself: "His strength is becoming more monstrous; he can already control this world's Heavenly Dao, control everything, far more terrifying than the previous Heavenly Heart Old Ghost."

"No one would have thought he could reach this point; in these three years he has made tremendous progress, and the gap between us keeps widening."

The gap gradually widens, impossible to catch up.

Once again, Elder Xinran doubted her own cultivation talent.

"Am I really a genius?"

"Such a sword Dao talent of mine, in front of Chen Chuyang, amounts to nothing."

With a sigh, Elder Xinran picked up her sword and continued dancing.

Great Qi Dynasty.

Wangdu.

Qi Ruohua watched her son Qi Haoyang cultivate; the little one was receiving her strict education.

The path of cultivation cannot stop.

There are still other lessons waiting for him to do; in short, each day is fully scheduled.

There is no spare time to rest; Qi Haoyang must become the future emperor, naturally he cannot slack off, he must be perfect.

Qi Ruohua felt a gaze upon her and looked toward the horizon.

"Strange, why do I feel like I'm being watched? That gaze is very familiar."

"It is… my husband's gaze."

That gaze is overly familiar.

Qi Ruohua raised her head and stared straight at the sky.

"Is it you, husband?"

Chen Chuyang laughed; he instantly vanished from Longshe Shan, reappearing beside Qi Ruohua.

This woman is indeed clever, guessing it was him.

Qi Ruohua saw Chen Chuyang arrive, immediately ran over, then entered his embrace, hugging this man tightly.

"Husband."

"Wife."

The two embraced; this scene fell into the eyes of their son Qi Haoyang, who was very curious and stopped cultivating.

Those big eyes watched the scene, naturally recognizing Chen Chuyang's identity; he did not go over to disturb, but simply watched and gazed.

Qi Ruohua sensed her son gazing at her, and her face involuntarily flushed.

"Haoyang, come here."

"This is your father; quickly come pay respects to your father."

Qi Haoyang performed a salute properly and respectfully shouted: "Father."

"Good, good, good, good son."

Chen Chuyang, overcome with emotion, took out the prepared gift and gave it to him; this is his fine son, naturally he cannot be stingy.

Weapons, elixirs, and other things—all are present.

Having received the gift, Qi Haoyang looked toward his mother; Qi Ruohua nodded, and only then did he accept it.

"Haoyang, go play first; these days, relax properly."

"Yes, mother." Qi Haoyang answered excitedly.

At last he could rest; he had waited a long time for this day and hurried off impatiently.

Chen Chuyang watched his son's retreating figure, then leaned close to Qi Ruohua's ear and whispered: "Wife, do you want to be with me?"

Qi Ruohua said nothing, but stared fixedly at Chen Chuyang, her eyes filled only with him.

These three years, Chen Chuyang has been in closed-door cultivation; naturally he misses.

The two began to make up for three years of longing.

In a blink, five days passed.

Qi Ruohua looked at the man beside her, her eyes full of happiness.

"Husband, these three years you've been in closed-door cultivation; I have missed you."

"Your son has also grown up; I am thinking whether to send him to Longshe Shan when the time comes."

"Haoyang and Qinglian are brothers; if they stay together cultivating, perhaps it will be better."

Chen Chuyang held her, gently saying: "Can you bear to let go?"

"For Haoyang's future, what is there to bear or not bear?" Qi Ruohua softly said: "The son has grown up; I also don't have that much time to manage him; placing him on Longshe Shan, with you watching over him, Hongxue will also take good care of him."

"By my side, I can't give him much; this child Haoyang has great talent; the teachers I found for him cannot satisfy him."

The main point is to increase their father-son affection.

The two father and son, throughout the year, cannot see each other; they have no feeling; this cannot continue.

The son has grown up; if we don't let them spend some time together, in the future they might truly become estranged.

This is not what Qi Ruohua wants; she cannot leave, so she can only let the son follow Chen Chuyang.

This idea, she has thought about it for a long time.

"As long as you've decided, after going to Longshe Shan, I will watch over him; Hongxue's side will also watch over him; you can rest assured about this."

"Mother and grandmother are on the mountain; they can together help Haoyang achieve Foundation Establishment, together with Qinglian."

"Once sent there, in a short time, it won't be possible to send him back quickly."

Qi Ruohua nodded: "Good."