Chapter 457

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Protagonist:

Xu Changqing

"I'm going out to work too, so you be good at home by yourself."

"Mm~"

"Rest early."

The moment Xu Changqing closed the door, his whole person vanished.

In a flash, he arrived at the Hongfeng Valley in the Outside World.

Another spring had come, and the valley's scenery was renewed.

The maple trees' new leaves had just unfurled, tender red like rosy clouds.

The spring breeze brushed lightly, and the branches and leaves swayed gently, making a "rustle-rustle" sound.

After a while, a calling voice came from outside: "Brother Changqing!"

Xu Changqing's figure flickered, appearing in the corner of the entrance as if by instant transmission.

Outside, Zhao Mo flipped off the back of the golden-furred she-wolf, appreciating the scenery on one hand and waiting patiently on the other.

Not long after, Xu Changqing walked out while chuckling lightly: "Four years, and you're still this punctual. If it were anyone else coming, wouldn't it be the same?"

Zhao Mo, however, said seriously: "If it weren't for you, and the Tianma Milk Wine you brew, I couldn't have my current identity and status in the Spirit Beast Valley.

Even the people on the Immortal Peaks have started asking me for favors now."

Xu Changqing nodded slightly: "Understood."

Zhao Mo continued: "Same as always, all the spirit stones earned go to you."

To him, spirit stones were no longer important.

In fact, just selling spirit beast milk every day was enough to support himself.

What he truly wanted was to contact those core disciples on the Immortal Peaks, and even some powerful Immortal Masters, through the Tianma Milk Wine.

Recently, the Golden Core stage Drunkard Jiang Po has been seeking Zhao Mo more and more frequently ever since he drank the Tianma Milk Wine; perhaps one day he'll take him as a disciple.

Xu Changqing clearly understood the thoughts of the person before him, but he didn't mind.

Just like Hu Bugui, although he apprenticed himself to the Fishing Old Man, he still sells manure — same principle.

Everyone has their own way of living; everyone's pursuits are different.

Not long after, the five hundred jin of Tianma Milk Wine were taken by Zhao Mo.

At the same time, he also handed over the middle-grade spirit stones he'd earned last month, a full thirteen thousand plus.

After deducting costs, there was a net profit of around ten thousand every month, and Zhao Mo didn't take a single cent.

Therefore, in these four years, Xu Changqing earned several hundred thousand just from selling milk wine.

And, because there were four more puppets helping, the Spirit Rice Wine output had already doubled.

Every month from the Sun Family in Dongqing City, the Changqing Wine Shop, and the Hunting Demon Team side, he could also earn a few thousand.

In a certain sense, the current Xu Changqing's personal assets alone could already rival many established cultivation clans in the Spirit Fields.

Zhao Mo gave a greeting: "Let's go."

Then he rode the golden-furred she-wolf and galloped away, in the blink of an eye leaving only a small black dot.

Xu Changqing withdrew his gaze, pondering: "Endured for nearly five years, should I go out for a trip?"

Now he was only two Earth-grade cultivation methods short of being able to upgrade the Five Elements Art again.

Staying in the Spirit Fields every day, the probability of collecting them was too low.

It's impossible to run into a situation like Han Su every time, accidentally obtaining a fragmented edition.

Of course there's another reason: as the Thousand Sects Dharma Assembly draws nearer, the exchanges between the Three Great Immortal Sects and the numerous cultivation sects have become increasingly frequent.

At this time, perhaps there's a chance to obtain some Earth-grade cultivation methods; even fragmented editions would be enough for Xu Changqing.

Anyway, he can rely on the system's ability to directly deduce the complete version, even pull it to full level.

In the afternoon, Lin An returned after being out for half a month.

But it wasn't just him; he was also holding a baby boy in his arms.

Xu Changqing was surprised: "You... son?"

Lin An smiled: "This is the boy born to me and Lazi."

Xu Changqing stepped forward and examined him closely: "Has a name been chosen?"

The little fellow was wrapped in white swaddling clothes, curled up soft and pliant.

Hair soft and black, eyebrows and eyes not yet fully opened.

Nose small and delicate, lips pale red.

Mouth occasionally pursed, as if sucking on something.

Lin An nodded busily: "Feng, name is Lin Feng."

Xu Changqing praised: "Lin Feng moves the roosting birds, pool rain settles the flowing fireflies — a good name!"

Lin An said somewhat embarrassedly: "Actually didn't think that much; my surname and Lazi's spiritual root are the most important things on us."

Xu Changqing froze for a moment, feeling a stir in his heart.

If he himself didn't have the system, didn't have the subsequent accumulation over days and months.

Perhaps he'd be no different from Lin An, mediocre all his life, ultimately pinning all hopes on his child, then growing old full of regret.

At this moment, Lin An took a deep breath: "Senior Brother, if Feng'er has even the slightest chance, could you let him join an Immortal Sect?"

Xu Zhangqing laughed helplessly: "I'm only a Spirit Cultivator of the Spirit Field; I can't decide that."

Lin An's gaze was especially firm: "Don't you still have no disciple?"

Xu Zhangqing thought for a moment and replied: "Considering your years of hard work for me, if Feng'er has a Wood Spiritual Root, I can take him as my disciple."

Lin An breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, then said rather excitedly: "Thank you, Senior Brother!"

Xu Zhangqing patted his shoulder and comforted him: "We're all our own people; what's with the politeness?"

Lin An lowered his head, looking at his son with hot tears in his eyes, and thought to himself: "Feng'er, your mother and I have given up the best for you!"

At this time, Xu Zhangqing took out an Amulet and handed it over: "Regardless of whether Feng'er is my future disciple or not, he must live well."

Although Lin An didn't understand this aspect, he knew one thing: whatever the person before him took out must be a good thing.

Therefore, not only did he not refuse, he immediately accepted it.

He even kept this Amulet close to Feng'er's body, showing that he valued it greatly.

Afterward, he handed over all the earnings from this month on the Dongqing City side.

Over all these years, he had hidden nothing, all for this day.

Xu Zhangqing swept it with his Divine Sense, confirmed there was no problem, and directly tossed it into the Fangcun Ring.

Now, with more and more things, the Lightly Vitality Gourd could no longer hold them.

Fortunately, he had previously obtained a high-grade Storage Item from the Earth Pulse Abyss Master.

Otherwise, he would have had to spend various resources and materials to refine one himself.

Lin An also said: "By the way, Senior Brother, the Sun Family's young lady Sun Shangxiang is already six years old, and she says she wants to meet you."

Although Xu Zhangqing had not stepped out of the Door in recent years, always staying in the Spirit Field.

But privately, Lin An, in order to maintain relations on both sides, had from time to time sent some gifts in the other party's name.

Xu Zhangqing said thoughtfully: "I'm afraid they think the same as you."

Lin An stared wide-eyed: "The Sun Family also hopes to let Sun Shangxiang take you as her teacher?"

Xu Zhangqing said with a half-smile: "Initially, it wasn't to take you as a teacher, but they planned to have me be their godfather."

Lin An said somewhat displeased: "Senior Brother, what is your status? How dare the Sun Family!"

Xu Zhangqing waved his hand: "They probably settled for second best; if they can let Sun Shangxiang take me as her teacher, at least they can enter the Immortal Sect."

Six years old, the age is not small anymore.

What's more, she is a child of a cultivation family; her growth will only be faster.

Without surprise, she should have detected a Spiritual Root through some means, possibly even a Wood Spiritual Root; otherwise they wouldn't make a show of it at this time.

Lin An furrowed his brow: "Then wouldn't my Feng'er's status as Eldest Disciple be gone?"

Xu Zhangjokingly said: "Who told you to be born so late!"