Chapter 177: The Demon Lord Junzhu's Slacking Daily Life Chapter 177: Was Not Comforted At All

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Suddenly, Qianqian stopped her footsteps and shouted toward An Wang ahead, "Father, I've decided to work hard to take over the Dark Guard Camp from now on!" Hearing this, An Wang turned his head back with slight surprise, gazing at his daughter and asking curiously, "How come your thoughts changed after just an afternoon nap?"

Qianqian blinked her lively big eyes and replied seriously, "Because I want to protect those I care about and want to guard!" Hearing these words, a warm current surged in An Wang's heart; he was deeply moved by his daughter's determination.

Before long, they arrived at the spacious Wuchang. Father and daughter stood facing each other; An Wang's expression was solemn as he slowly said, "To learn lightness skill, one must first achieve a mind free of distractions, concentrating attention on the dantian." Qianqian nodded obediently, and following the method Father said, strove to calm her thoughts, clearing out all the chaotic, disorderly notions from her mind.

Immediately after, An Wang continued instructing, "Then, slowly sink your breath into the dantian, sense the flow of True Qi within your body. When you can clearly perceive the dantian's existence, then try using your toes to lightly tap the ground, faint and light like twinkling stars, and thus you can soar into the air." As soon as his words fell, An Wang's figure flashed; his toes quickly tapped the ground twice, and in an instant he had already leaped five meters away.

Seeing this, Qianqian felt both excited and nervous; she couldn't wait to imitate Father's movements. However, when she also lightly tapped the ground with her toes, she discovered she did not fly up as imagined. She raised her head with a face full of doubt, looking at Father in the distance, and asked in puzzlement, "Eh, Father, why can't I fly up no matter how hard I lightly tap?"

An Wang looked at Qianqian and said seriously, "This skill requires relying on yourself to continuously explore and practice to grasp the knack, so you must try a few more times. No need to be anxious if you can't learn it in a short while; back when this King learned this skill, it took a full two days to master it proficiently!" After An Wang finished speaking these earnest words, he went to the side to watch.

After obtaining An Wang's encouragement and instruction, Qianqian took a deep breath, sank her qi to the dantian again, then lightly tiptoed. However, despite having used all her abilities, she still could not soar into the air as expected. But Qianqian did not give up easily; she repeated the same movements again and again, trying consecutively over a dozen times, yet never succeeding.

An Wang, silently observing from the side, saw this and knew further words would be useless, so he no longer spoke to disturb Qianqian, going off to handle other matters on his own. Before leaving, he specially instructed Yue Yi that if Qianqian had any questions during practice, to let Yue Yi help guide her a bit. And Qianqian continued practicing the flight technique with full concentration; unknowingly, an entire afternoon quietly slipped away.

When night fell and dinner time arrived, Qianqian dragged her utterly exhausted body to the dining table and sat down. She listlessly lowered her little head, her face full of dejection and disappointment. The usually lively, cute, chatterbox little girl was now abnormally quiet; even when the Princess Consort put her favorite chicken leg into her bowl, she had no reaction at all.

The Princess Consort sensed Qianqian's abnormality, and a thread of worry rose in her heart. She called softly, "Qianqian, Qianqian..." After calling three times in succession, Qianqian, immersed in her own thoughts, finally came back to her senses and hurriedly replied, "Ah, what is it, Mother?"

The Princess Consort asked with a face full of concern, "Qianqian, what exactly happened to you today? Why do you look so unhappy? Did you encounter some difficulty or suffer some grievance? Quickly tell Mother."

Qianqian said with a gloomy face, "Aiya, I'm really too stupid! Father taught me lightness skill, a whole afternoon passed, not to mention flying up lightly like a bird, I couldn't even dart out quickly like Xiao Houzi!" Speaking, she helplessly put down her chopsticks, propped her chin with her other hand, looking utterly dejected.

At this time, An Wang sitting to the side spoke to comfort her: "This King previously took a full two days to achieve slight success; you've only had half a day, not learning it is perfectly normal, absolutely don't put too much pressure on yourself, eat properly first." However, after hearing these words, Qianqian was not comforted at all.

Just then, Yan Shuang'er gently said to Qianqian, "Qianqian, only with a full belly will you have enough strength to practice lightness skill. And I firmly believe, with your aptitude and effort, you'll definitely grasp the knack tomorrow!"

Qianqian raised her head to look at Yan Shuang'er's determined eyes full of encouragement and trust; a warm current instantly surged in her heart. She nodded forcefully and replied, "Mhm mhm, actually I did have a tiny bit of feeling today, but for some reason that feeling suddenly vanished without a trace. But it's fine, I believe tomorrow will definitely work!"

As soon as her words fell, Qianqian couldn't wait to pick up the rice bowl before her, shoveling rice and dishes into her mouth in big mouthfuls, as if wanting to swallow all displeasure into her stomach along with the food.

Seeing this scene, An Wang couldn't help revealing a speechless expression, muttering inwardly: "This King kindly comforted her for half a day to no avail, yet Shuang'er's few sentences restored her spirit, truly..."

And the Princess Consort sitting opposite smiled and glanced at An Wang, then at Qianqian eating happily, said nothing, just quietly picked up her bowl and chopsticks and began enjoying this warm dinner. Just like that, in a quiet and harmonious atmosphere, the family happily finished this meal.

The next morning, the sun not yet fully risen, the sky only faintly showing fish-belly white, Qianqian couldn't wait to leap up from bed, quickly put on her clothes, and began practicing in the courtyard. Her heart harbored a yearning for martial arts advancement, determined to achieve a breakthrough this day.

In the center of the courtyard, Qianqian immediately devoted herself wholeheartedly to training. She first settled into a stable Horse Stance, adjusted her breathing, letting Internal Force flow slowly within her body.

Immediately after, she began practicing Fist Technique and Palm Technique; every move struck with tiger-like vigor, sweat quickly soaking through her clothes, but she didn't care in the slightest, still practicing with full concentration.

Time passed minute by second; unknowingly it neared midday lunch hour. At this moment Qianqian suddenly felt a powerful force surging within her body, as if the next moment she could spread her wings and fly high.