Chapter 241: Mom, You Remembered Wrong

"Please sit tight, the next stop..."

Jiang Ding squeezed onto the bus, stood beside Lin Wanqiu's seat, and examined her carefully.

Another four years passed.

Her entire spirit and energy were actually better than in previous years. She held a book in her hand, reading with rapt attention, turning the pages from time to time.

The book was titled "Meridians and Techniques," a piece of extracurricular reading that the Language teacher liked to recommend.

She was extremely focused.

Whether it was getting on or off the bus, people coming and going, or the bus stopping and broadcasting, it didn't affect her in the slightest.

Jiang Ding didn't disturb her, watching silently.

"Fulin Home, we have arrived, the next stop is Baizi..."

Lin Wanqiu suddenly woke up, packed her books, and followed the crowd off the bus. Her eyes were somewhat dazed, seemingly still thinking about something, avoiding passersby from time to time.

"Mom, long time no see."

Jiang Ding came to her side and said softly.

"Ah?"

Lin Wanqiu's body shook, and she turned around in all directions.

Only then did she discover that beside her, at some unknown time, there was a youth in green, looking sixteen years old, still the same as back then, without the slightest change.

"When did you come back? You scared me!"

Lin Wanqiu was happy, but also somewhat complaining: "You are such a big person, thirty already, other people's children are already in elementary school, yet you are still so jumpy. You came back without telling me in advance."

"Mom, you remembered wrong, I am sixteen this year."

Jiang Ding said earnestly.

This was not him being thick-skinned; a Foundation Establishment cultivator's lifespan was two hundred and fifty years, thirty divided by two, he was fifteen years old.

To appear mature, he specifically added a year.

"Fine, fine, fine, you are sixteen this year."

Lin Wanqiu rolled her eyes at him.

The two chatted while walking, went to a nearby vegetable market, and bought vegetables and meat.

No need to buy rice; there was still wood spiritual wheat at home. Mortals only needed to eat a hundred or so grains a day to be completely satisfied.

"How is Mom's learning? Do you have the confidence to switch to the 'Ancient Wood Reincarnation Technique'?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"It's okay. Under the teacher's guidance over these years, I have made great progress." Lin Wanqiu showed a proud expression: "If I could take the college entrance examination again, my Language score would definitely be over one hundred!"

When she was in high school, she rarely passed Language.

"Uh..."

Jiang Ding choked.

"It's okay, it's completely enough to cultivate a Jue-grade technique."

"You little rabbit, don't look down on people."

Lin Wanqiu saw it and was somewhat dissatisfied: "I am a fifty-year-old elderly person, my learning ability has declined so much, not like you young people. This is already very good, okay."

"At most in another two years, I will be able to start switching techniques."

"Not bad, step by step."

Jiang Ding praised.

Returning home, he washed the rice and cooked. He heated the spiritual wheat with electromagnetic magic power until it was cooked, and with a thought of his spiritual sense, pots and pans flew around, stir-frying incessantly.

Soon, a table of delicious dishes was prepared.

He ate some symbolically.

"Mom, give me that jade pendant, I'll strengthen it."

Jiang Ding said.

He was talking about the jade pendant he gave to his mom and sister before going to university, which sealed a sword intent of his at that time, capable of killing a peak Qi Condensation cultivator.

"What for?"

Lin Wanqiu didn't understand, but still handed it over.

Jiang Ding took the jade pendant, scanned it with his spiritual sense, and many memories of personally engraving runes surfaced before his eyes. Looking at it now, it was somewhat immature.

Poof!

A ball of gray-blue flame appeared under the jade pendant, containing terrifying high temperatures.

The jade pendant held on for a moment before turning into a pool of liquid, and the sword intent inside was worn away and swallowed without triggering a martyrdom explosion.

"The material, looking at it now, is a bit low."

Jiang Ding muttered to himself, took out Tier 2 gold spiritual iron from his storage bag, burned it for several minutes until it melted into metal liquid, and from time to time added some ores, tree branches, and other spiritual materials, mixing them with the original white jade to form a brand-new cyan jade pendant.

A deep blue sword intent appeared, outlining runes on the cyan pendant with the sword tip, and finally merged into it, becoming one with it.

Lin Wanqiu stared blankly at him as he busied himself.

"Foundation Establishment Heart Fire!!"

She screamed, unable to believe it.

It had only been twelve years, how could he suddenly establish his foundation from a mortal martial artist?

It was completely different from the Foundation Establishment that took decades in books.

"Mom knows that Foundation Establishment Heart Fire is not a waste of time over these years."

Jiang Ding praised, and handed the refined cyan pendant back.

Foundation Establishment Heart Fire, a sign of a Foundation Establishment cultivator, was a state expressed by the high-concentration gathering of liquid magic power in the dantian, having different attributes such as violent burning, corrosion, and nourishment, and was often used for refining elixirs and magic treasures.

"It really is Foundation Establishment!"

"Foundation Establishment at less than thirty."

Lin Wanqiu muttered to herself, looking constantly at the youth in green before her who looked sixteen and often shamelessly called himself a future Heavenly Monarch, her heart shocked.

This guy,

Wouldn't he be in this tiny state for hundreds or thousands of years after this?

Just thinking about it felt very incongruous.

Many high-tier cultivators meeting together, either old people with immortal bones, kind grandmothers, fairy-like fairies, or steady and atmospheric middle-aged cultivators.

And a high school student mixed in, walking around.

Those who didn't know would think it was some skin child from some school coming out to cause trouble.

"Jiang Yuan, how is she recently?"

Jiang Ding asked.

"Still the same... not in a state."

As soon as this was mentioned, Lin Wanqiu had a headache: "She said she was going crazy, every day is study, study, even more uncomfortable than being in jail, she really couldn't stand it."

The psychological counseling class failed.

"Let nature take its course."

Jiang Ding sighed.

If she could wake up early, there was still a chance.

Delaying too much time, then... he could only keep this sibling affection in his heart, waiting to flip through it from time to time in the long time to come.

For the next two days,

Jiang Ding visited his grandfather, grandmother, uncle, and aunt one by one, nursed their bodies, and gifted some health-nourishing elixirs.

He also upgraded the jade pendant sent by express delivery from Qianling University to ensure the basic safety of his lazy sister.

"Mom, goodbye, next time we meet, I hope to see a Qi Condensation cultivator Lin Wanqiu."

Jiang Ding waved his hand and flew into the sky.

"I will."

Lin Wanqiu smiled.

Returning to school,

Jiang Ding entered the busy life of study and cultivation, two points and one line.

Time flew by, and three months passed without knowing it.

During this period, An Siyan and Ou Daocheng entered the ninth level of Qi Condensation one after another, entering the secret realm to seek a breakthrough to Foundation Establishment. Theoretically, the chance of breakthrough was very large.

The third academic year of university was approaching the final exam, and students in the class who cultivated "Dian"-grade techniques broke through one after another. Now going to class, one could rarely see Qi Condensation cultivators.

On this day,

Under the blue-gold tree in the mining area, Jiang Ding carefully took out a jade bottle sealed layer by layer, inside which a gray-black metal liquid was clearly visible, from time to time emitting wisps of incomparably heavy gray mist.

Magnetic Fusion Crystal Core!

A heavy treasure that could greatly enhance the electromagnetic spirituality and electromagnetic affinity of magic treasures.

Over the past few months, he had been constantly studying, switching to the Foundation Establishment chapter of the "Magnetic Fusion Scripture," and had initially completed it.

Today, he finally had free time to deal with this.

"After Foundation Establishment, spiritual sense has increased by at least ten times, let me try."

Jiang Ding probed his spiritual sense, touching a wisp of gray mist.

"So heavy!"

He groaned, his face turned pale instantly, and his magic power was consumed violently like flowing water.

Clearly it was only a wisp of gray mist smaller than a hair, yet it seemed to be heavier than a small mountain. His spiritual sense was almost crushed under the heavy pressure, and he had to input magic power constantly to maintain it slightly.

Clang!

The blue-gold tree sensed the danger of the sword master, rang out, and a sword intent merged into his spiritual sense, slashing fiercely at that wisp of gray mist.

Crack!

In his spiritual sense, an earth-shattering earthquake suddenly occurred. The wisp of gray mist, like a mountain range, was cut off from the middle, leaving only a section of the tail.

The pressure faced by his spiritual sense relaxed.

"It works."

Jiang Ding's face looked better.

With the explosion of a soul four times that of the same tier, the magic power in his body surged out. A small half-wisp of gray mist rumbled and vibrated, flying out of the sealed jade bottle and landing on a thick branch of the blue-gold tree.

The thigh-thick blue-gold tree branch was suddenly bent!

A terrifying creaking sound came, countless branches and leaves shook, spreading and growing toward this position, wrapping it into a large ball.

Inside, streaks of sword intent rang out, sword intent permeated, countless branches crisscrossed and slashed, constantly cutting off tiny bits of gray mist, merging them into the tree.

Every time a wisp was merged, the trunk would tremble slightly, and some bark and leaves would show pale gray patterns, flashing and disappearing.

Invisible electromagnetic power spread and merged in the blue-gold tree.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 242 =====