Chapter 95: Gift, Qingyuan Bamboo

Chen Clan.

Chen Yuan felt a bit tired; his cultivation had improved somewhat.

He looked at his little stash; not much left, it had been completely messed up by his son.

Every time he went, he got swindled.

This time he was smart, wasn't swindled, but couldn't save many spirit stones.

"Is your son really that much of a swindler?"

Long Ming found it a bit funny; a father is always being swindled by his son, yet he enjoys it, but when he returns home he feels upset, thinking he's lost his fatherly dignity, and thus… wants to retaliate, but he can't do it each time, ends up obediently being swindled, and Long Ming doesn't know what to say.

Let the father and son handle their own affairs; look at the eldest son Chen Chusheng—since the incident he's become well-behaved, either cultivating or doing tasks, busy with the Chen Clan's affairs, wholeheartedly devoted.

The Chen Clan thrives; many disciples have begun condensing qi seeds, their strength greatly increased, though these are kept hidden, developing in secret.

"It's even more of a swindle than you imagined; don't you miss your son? You can go see him."

Chen Yuan himself had been swindled, and he also wanted his wife to be swindled once.

Such a good thing shouldn't be borne by me alone; after the wife goes once, she'll naturally understand my feelings, otherwise, saying more is just nonsense—she won't sympathize with you.

"Exactly, I haven't seen my Chuyang in ages; that kid really is something, always staying on Longshe Shan, almost forgetting I'm his mother."

"These two days I'll find time to go to Longshe Shan for a walk, to see my son."

Long Ming missed his son; it's been a while since he last saw him, and since his son went to Longshe Shan he hasn't come back.

It seems they've forgotten this mother and this home; if Chen Yuan didn't keep visiting, they'd probably think they had no son.

The younger son hasn't been close to them since childhood, or rather, he's the same with everyone, never causing them worry.

Even as a little kid, he was already quite mature.

Long Ming had always been keeping an eye on him; this son made a bold move, moving out to live on his own.

"Indeed I should go; otherwise your precious son really will forget you, his mother."

Long Ming nodded; these two days, he'll find time to go.

The Chen Clan's affairs aren't something only she can handle.

The eldest son has grown up, can stand on his own; she can relax.

Her husband's strength has increased; condensing the elixir is also progressing quickly.

By then, the Chen Clan will be even more stable, unshakable, and there will be no need for her to act as Protector.

"By the way, has that Shang Hongchen girl left?"

Chen Yuan happily said: "She left; last night she departed, escorted by Shang Yingnian."

Long Ming laughed: "It's good she left; now no one will bother us. But we must stay wary—this Shang Hongchen girl has a complicated mind; she might… cause trouble."

Chen Yuan waved his hand: "No problem, your son isn't a fuel‑saver either."

"That's true as well."

His own younger son is excellent in every way, far surpassing the eldest son.

Helplessly, he has no interest in the Chen Clan; all he thinks about is farming.

He truly loves farming; staying on Longshe Shan, if he could avoid going down the mountain, he wouldn't.

No one knows what he's tinkering with on the mountain; Long Ming is a bit curious.

"How about the Fang Clan?"

"Fang Yue slipped away secretly; Shang Yingnian old fellow acted fast, but still not as fast as that old coot Fang Nian."

The Shang Clan and the Chen Clan are both major clans of Longshe Cheng.

As for the Fang Clan, they're nothing.

The difference between ants and elephants.

"What do you think of the Fang Clan? We can't let them keep causing trouble; the Fang Clan actually wants to cooperate with the Yin Gui Sect—they must not be allowed to live." Long Ming said gloomily.

The Yin Gui Sect is a taboo in Longshe Cheng.

Anyone who has any connection with the Yin Gui Sect will be mercilessly slaughtered.

Longshe Cheng can block the Yin Gui Sect's attacks only because they firmly resisted it, slaughtered many, and established this rule; it must not be broken for the Fang Clan's sake.

"The problem is Fang Yue; that girl went to the Heavenly Heart Sect—once she becomes a disciple there, the Fang Clan will also be protected by the Heavenly Heart Sect."

"The reason the Shang Clan dare not act is simply this; we Chen Clan must not act recklessly either—old fellow Fang Nian has calculated this step well; he won't sit and wait for death."

Chen Yuan had a headache; this rule is that of the great sects, and the Chen Clan cannot but obey.

Faced with such a colossal entity as the Heavenly Heart Sect, the Chen Clan is nothing but an ant.

Besides, they have no direct evidence.

"For this matter, our Chen Clan shouldn't take action; let the people in the imperial court worry about it."

"Doesn't the imperial court have the Black Dragon Guard stationed? Perhaps they'll act against the Fang Clan; then our Chen Clan would have nothing to do with this."

Long Ming's few words opened up the situation.

Chen Yuan heard this, his eyes lit up.

"No wonder you're my wife—so clever, you've decided to do this."

Long Ming watched her husband lift her and spin her around; she pouted: "Hurry up and put me down—if the son comes later, it won't be good."

"What's there to fear? I, Chen Yuan, hug my wife—who dares say it's not right?"

Long Ming gave Chen Yuan an annoyed glance and said crossly: "Hurry up and attend to proper business."

"All right."

Chen Yuan set his wife down, kissed her forehead, then bounced away.

Long Ming smiled and shook her head: "This husband of mine is getting more and more mischievous."

He looked outward.

I also don't know what my son is doing?

On Longshe Shan.

Chen Chuyang looked at the bamboo before him, emitting a green light.

The whole body emitted a bluish-green light, like jade.

The color was like that of emerald, very beautiful.

This is not bamboo, but a work of art.

Azure Origin Bamboo, a third-grade spiritual medicine, is the nobility among bamboos; it is very precious, can be used directly as a weapon, its hardness comparable to that of ordinary magical artifacts, and it also possesses a certain special ability.

It is tough, has high hardness, and also possesses a certain plasticity.

It does not need refining and can be used directly as a weapon.

For example, swords, staffs, clubs, etc.

It is something many families want; it is simple, convenient, mainly because it possesses a certain growth potential.

Its preciousness is much higher than that of third-grade spiritual medicines.

Azure Origin Bamboo can be a weapon, can also be a spiritual medicine, and can be used in medicine.

It does not need a weaponsmith to refine; anyone can make and nurture it.

"For me?" Chen Chuyang was somewhat surprised.

Shang Hongxue pursed their lips and said, "Mm, this is a gift for you; you've given me so many treasures, I can't just take yours for nothing."

I know Brother Chuyang likes various spiritual medicines; this Azure Origin Bamboo was purchased by my father, heard it cost a huge price, Brother Chuyang, do you like it?

Chen Chuyang played with the Azure Origin Bamboo for a while and liked it very much.

Of course I like it; does your father have any objections?

Such an important thing wouldn't just be given directly to him, would it?

Shang Yingnian is not such a generous person.

"Hehehe." Shang Hongxue chuckled secretly, saying, "I secretly took it out; my father doesn't know."

"Eh?"

"The legendary thoughtful little cotton jacket?"

"Or is it drafty?"