Chapter 365: The Cultivation Method of a High Realm

The underground palace was filled with laughter and cheer early in the morning.

"How lively! Is everyone up?"

Qilin's voice came from outside.

"Is that Uncle?!" The very curious Gu Yutong immediately ran out.

She had wanted to visit her uncle yesterday, but her mother said he was busy and tired, so she would greet him today.

Mu Yumo was also curious and ran out after her sister, shouting, "Uncle!"

As soon as Qilin entered, he was tackled in a full embrace; before he could react, two soft, chubby kids clung to his pant legs, looking up at him with big, blinking eyes full of curiosity.

"Are you Uncle Qilin?"

"Uncle, you're so handsome!"

Qilin was overwhelmed and nodded slowly.

Are these the senior sister's children?

How adorable!

Having recovered, Qilin picked up one child with each hand; after fifteen days of recovery, his strength was now enough to hold two small children effortlessly.

"You have a keen eye!" Qilin beamed, smiling as if holding the best thing in the world, his eyes crinkling.

"Do you know my name, Uncle Qilin?" Gu Yutong asked in a sweet, childish voice.

"You're Xiao Tong!" Qilin naturally remembered.

"Me! Me!" Mu Yumo impatiently asked, "Uncle Qilin, do you remember my name?"

"You're Xiao Mo, the older brother."

Qilin still remembered the siblings' birth hours and had even cast a hexagram for them, which turned out to be the best possible omen!

Naturally, he was blindly confident in his own divination skills.

Mu Yumo was very forward, planting a quick kiss on Qilin's face.

Qilin himself didn't like noisy children, but these were Mu Yuanzhi's kids, so he naturally doted on them unconditionally, grinning nonstop since just now.

"You're too noisy, don't bother Uncle," Mu Yuanzhi said, giving the two troublemakers an annoyed look.

They were full of energy early in the morning.

She worried that Qilin's body hadn't fully recovered, although he looked fine now—his hair had turned black again and his complexion was more rosy.

"It's fine; Xiao Tong and Xiao Mo are at the age when curiosity makes a bit of noise perfectly reasonable." Qilin blew each a kiss, making the two children giggle.

Gu Rongjin: "Watching the kids with the kids feels quite surreal."

However, the two little beans still knew their limits; after a while of fussing, they behaved and obediently returned to the ground.

"Uncle, would you like to take us to explore the valley today? There's lots of fun stuff here!" Qilin suggested.

"Good!"

Upon hearing they could go play, no child was unhappy.

Mu Yuanzhi couldn't help asking Qilin, "Don't you need to rest a bit?"

"Yesterday was yesterday, today is today; senior sister, just relax."

"With us along, there's nothing to fear," Gu Rongjin said.

Mu Yuanzhi thought that was reasonable too.

Thus, Qilin led with one hand holding each child, while Gu Rongjin and Mu Yuanzhi followed behind, touring the beautiful scenery of Juechen Valley.

Along the way, the people of Juechen Valley curiously gazed at the unseen senior uncle Mu Yuanzhi and his family, chatting excitedly, for such a good-looking family made a huge impression—wherever they went, they were a scenic sight.

Qilin introduced Mu Yuanzhi along the way, for example, how many outer-disciples there were and where they lived, and also the candidates for the remaining three palaces.

Gu Rongjin couldn't help teasing, "You only have two disciples, yet there are vacancies for the three palace masters, and you still picked them?"

"You don't understand; there are plenty of promising seedlings among the outer disciples, but I simply can't manage that many, so I haven't taken on more students." Qilin said.

Mu Yuanzhi: "What is Master Yuan Yan doing here all the time?"

"That bald donkey is just a freeloader," Qilin snorted. "His temperament won't take on disciples—oh wait, he did teach you martial arts, Gu Rongjin. Hey, why don't you call me senior brother?!"

"Get lost, I won't acknowledge that makeshift senior brother you grabbed!" Gu Rongjin also huffed.

"If you don't respect your senior brother like this, be careful—the beam will be crooked and the children will learn bad habits."

Hearing this, the two little ones blinked at their father, and Gu Yutong, not understanding, asked, "So Dad is Uncle's junior disciple, right? Dad shouldn't disrespect his senior brother."

Mu Yumo nodded seriously, "You taught us to respect teachers and value the Way, to be friendly to brothers and harmonious with younger siblings."

Gu Rongjin: ……

"You might not know, but the premise is that I am your father's master, your uncle's teacher!"

"Huh? Our family's relationship is so chaotic!" Mu Yumo's little head was already overloaded.

Gu Yutong, counting on her fingers, also felt dizzy: "I can't, I can't think anymore!"

Mu Yuanzhi laughed while rubbing the children's heads, "Don't think about it—even adults would get dizzy."

Gu Yutong, hearing her mother's words, stopped thinking; her gaze turned to the gorge ahead, and she excitedly pointed at the waterfall plunging straight down: "Wow! How beautiful! Is this a waterfall?"

She had only seen it in books; reading the descriptions made her unable to stop imagining, but seeing it in person was truly too beautiful and magnificent!

Mu Yumo followed his sister's finger and was instantly stunned by the magnificent view before him.

This is exactly "reading ten thousand scrolls is no match for traveling ten thousand miles"!

Too beautiful!

Qilin marvelled, "This waterfall has the reputation of being the number one waterfall under heaven—beautiful, right?"

"Beautiful!"

Mu Yuanzhi was also seeing such a beautiful, magnificent waterfall for the first time, wondering if the Milky Way falling nine heavens could be this shocking.

Gu Rongjin: "Little Qilin, do you usually practice cultivation down there?"

"Ah? Why?" Qilin asked blankly.

"Isn't this something many martial artists do?" Although he hasn't done it, he thinks it's stupid.

"Really stupid." Qilin said bluntly.

Gu Rongjin really wanted to say he also thought it was stupid, but Qilin had already looked at him with an expression of a fool caring for a fool, making him inexplicably angry, so he steeled himself and said: "What do you know? This is a high-level cultivation method!"

"Go on bragging, I've never seen you cultivating under the waterfall!"

"Can this water be used to make tea?" Gu Rongjin awkwardly changed the subject.

Qilin: "Better not, this water has heavy chill; flowing into the cold ice pool, it's used for bathing, using poison to counter poison, it's one of our sect's secret arts!"

Mu Yuanzhi: "To dispel the cold?"

"Hmph, but I don't recommend trying it lightly, otherwise you'll probably kick the bucket right away." Qilin said.

The little ones wanted to get closer to look, but were afraid of falling; although there were iron chains blocking them, to these small children the chains were useless.

Gu Rongjin naturally knew what the little rascals were thinking, picked them up and walked closer.

Up close, the chill emanating from the waterfall hit them in the face, mixed with water droplets striking their bodies, making it unusually piercingly cold on a deep winter morning.

Mu Yuanzhi didn't want to get too close; even holding a hand warmer, she felt cold.