Chapter 5: Home, Warm Home

In the Spirit Hall, even powerful Spirit Masters face the risk of falling; every year, countless dangerous missions are carried out.

This was already the third time Lingxu had discovered his parents were injured, and it seemed each time was worse than the last.

Ling Bufan seemed to notice Lingxu's worry, so he immediately spoke up: "Lingxu, didn't you mention to us before that we should find a more relaxed job in the Spirit Hall?"

"It just so happens that after we returned this time, we were given a new arrangement; in the future, we won't need to go out anymore, we'll stay right here in Wuhun City," Ling Bufan said.

In truth, he and Luo Xingyue had long wanted this—to stay in Wuhun City to cultivate while raising their son, Lingxu.

But sometimes, things don't go the way you want them to.

The squad they joined was equivalent to a vanguard Spirit Master regiment of the Spirit Hall, taking on every mission first, and therefore, the mortality rate was the highest.

Just like this time, out of the seven people in their squad, only four survived, and one of them was already crippled, having lost both legs.

If not for the fact that Luo Xingyue's martial soul could fly and her speed was not slow, the two of them would have also lost their lives in the sea.

Lingxu smiled: "That is truly great."

"That's right, from now on we will properly guide your cultivation at home, and when you are a little older in a few years, we will send you to our Spirit Hall's Advanced Spirit Master Academy."

In their eyes, with a Spirit Douluo and a Soul Saint raising a child, there was simply no need to send him to that Primary Soul Master Academy.

Having them there was enough; when he was older, he could be sent into an Advanced Spirit Master Academy to cultivate abilities like team cooperation.

In the future, within the Spirit Hall, they would naturally pave a comfortable and easy path for Lingxu.

"Son, when I left, your soul power was already at the peak of level 17. Circulate your soul power and let me see if you've reached level 18, or if you're going to give your father a surprise and have broken through to level 20," Ling Bufan asked with concern.

Luo Xingyue laughed: "Bufan, you tell me, which child is more diligent than our Lingxu? In half a year, let alone level 18, he should be at level 19."

Lingxu smiled and did not answer immediately, instead slowly circulating his soul power.

With his parents' experience, they could distinguish his level at a glance through the intensity of his soul power; there was no need to use items for testing soul power, as those were used by lower-level Spirit Masters.

"This..."

"How is it so fast, he's already at level 20!"

"Going from level 17 to level 20 in half a year, son, you're really something."

Luo Xingyue happily kissed Lingxu on the cheek.

"Good, worthy of being my, Ling Bufan's, son. Level 20, you can absorb a Spirit Ring immediately. Let's have a reunion today, and tomorrow morning I will take you to find your second Spirit Ring."

"Tomorrow, wouldn't that be too early?" Lingxu said. His mother was poisoned and his father was injured and physically weak, but he couldn't just say it directly.

"Son, when others reach level 20, they are desperate to find a suitable Spirit Ring immediately. You, on the other hand, what are you waiting for? Just like last time, exercise your body before going."

"Although that can make your body more outstanding at the time, it won't let you increase the age limit of the Spirit Ring you absorb by much. Besides, even if you wanted to, I wouldn't agree," Ling Bufan said seriously.

He understood his son's intentions; he wanted to absorb a Spirit Ring beyond his limit.

But compared to the benefits of absorbing a Spirit Ring beyond one's limit, he hoped even more for his son's safety.

Those in the past who were confident and wanted to absorb Spirit Rings beyond their limits basically all died in the process of absorbing them.

To Ling Bufan, limits could be challenged, but if you know you might die, it is absolutely forbidden.

Speaking of this, Lingxu thought of the Douluo-related fan-fiction novels he had read in his previous life.

A six-year-old child convincing their parents and family to go directly to absorb thousand-year or ten-thousand-year Spirit Rings—isn't that nonsense?

Even if what you say is reasonable, as long as they agree to let you absorb such a Spirit Ring, then you are most likely not their biological child.

Lingxu said: "Alright, but I think I'll wait a few days. I've been learning from Qian Yeye recently, and I want to go ask him tomorrow what kind of Spirit Beast Spirit Ring I should look for."

Delaying the departure by two days would also allow his parents, who had just returned home, to recover their health.

In this life, he liked this family very much, and it was very harmonious; there must absolutely not be any accidents.

"Qian Yeye, which Qian Yeye?"

Ling Bufan suddenly frowned. In the Spirit Hall, who else could have the surname Qian?

"The one who is a Consecrated; I have been receiving his guidance recently," Lingxu said truthfully.

Regarding cultivating with Qian Renxue, others might need to keep it a secret, but there was no need to do so with his parents.

"What? The Grand Pontiff!"

"Son, you said the Grand Pontiff is guiding your cultivation?" Ling Bufan and Luo Xingyue's mouths were shocked into big 'O' shapes.

Consequently, Lingxu then explained the events that had happened recently to Ling Bufan and Luo Xingyue one by one.

Including meeting Qian Renxue and successfully using a Martial Soul Fusion Skill.

At this moment, Ling Bufan suddenly understood one thing: there was a reason they were able to successfully retire from the most dangerous Spirit Master regiment.

He had originally thought he had enough merit to retire.

Who knew it was because he was basking in his son's glory.

"Since that is the case, then Lingxu, you should ask what kind of Spirit Ring you should absorb. With the Grand Pontiff's knowledge, it will certainly be much better than ours," Ling Bufan said.

He had originally thought that upon returning, he could guide his son Lingxu's cultivation every day, but now, compared to the Grand Pontiff, he was far too lacking.

That evening, Lingxu enjoyed dinner with his parents.

Early the next morning, Lingxu went to see Qian Daoliu, and Qian Daoliu also gave Lingxu several types of Spirit Beasts he could choose from; if he encountered a suitable one, he could hunt it directly.

That day, Qian Daoliu seemed to have learned that Lingxu's parents' bodies were damaged, and that very day, he had a Spirit Douluo-level healing Spirit Master from Wuhun City come to treat them.

For Qian Daoliu, it was just a matter of a single sentence, insignificant, but for Lingxu's family, it was very urgently needed.

One has to say, Qian Daoliu is actually not bad; perhaps it is love for the house and its crow regarding Qian Renxue.

Subsequently, Lingxu cut some of the ten-thousand-year ginseng he had obtained and personally stewed a pot of chicken soup for his parents.

With Lingxu cooking it himself, how could the two of them not like it?

Both of them drank several large bowls, and the medicinal effect took hold that very evening. They also knew the chicken soup Lingxu stewed had highly nourishing medicine, and they guessed it was given by Qian Daoliu, so they didn't ask any more questions.

On the second morning, Lingxu used the system to check his parents' bodies again.

Both were almost fully recovered; after all, with treatment from a Spirit Douluo-level healing Spirit Master, the recovery was bound to be fast.

Added to the ten-thousand-year ginseng Lingxu used, in one night, it made up for most of his father's physical deficiency.

"Dad, Mom, let's go look for my second Spirit Ring today; I feel I'm ready," Lingxu said with a smile.

"Son, did you notice that your mother and I have injuries? Is that why you agreed to go find a Spirit Ring yesterday?" Ling Bufan asked.

Lingxu nodded and said, "I could tell just by taking a quick look; your Disguise wasn't particularly good."

"This..."

"Have you discovered it every single time?" Luo Xingyue asked.

"Yes!"

"Child, I'm sorry; Mom and Dad made you worry."

"However, we were perfectly capable of taking you to find a Spirit Ring yesterday. You should know that we were going to the Hunting Forest outside Wuhun City, where you can't even find many thousand-year Spirit Beasts. Your father and I could deal with those Spirit Beasts with a wave of our hands; there's no need to worry about us."

"In the future, there's even less need to trouble the Grand Pontiff with these matters, understand?" Luo Xingyue lectured.

Regarding this book, I want to write it in more detail and create a plot that is somewhat realistic within the Douluo setting. There won't be any of those "invincible from the start" tropes, or thousand-year, ten-thousand-year, or hundred-thousand-year Spirit Rings appearing out of nowhere; the protagonist will only grow slowly and obtain them naturally.

The system is merely an aid, and also a bridge to be with Qian Renxue!