Chapter 32: Child King Li Hao

Hearing the child's instructions word by word, He Jianlan's expression was slightly tense. She nodded slightly and said warmly: "The eldest lady will convey it for you. You don't need to worry. Cultivate well with Second Grandfather, listen to the old man, don't be reckless, and you can go to the martial arts arena to practice when you have time. It's always welcome there."

She hadn't asked Li Hao to go to the martial arts arena before because she was worried he would be bullied. Now that Li Hao was also on the path of cultivation, going to the martial arts arena to spar and communicate could hone his combat experience, which was helpful for cultivation.

After Li Hao and Li Fu retreated together, He Jianlan couldn't help but sigh lightly.

Beside her, Xuejian saw her appearance and asked cautiously: "Why does the Madam sigh?"

"Tiangang is busy with military affairs in Yanbei; perhaps he forgot. This couple is also... so many years have passed, and they don't know how to send more family letters to care for this child. Hao'er is actually very sensible..."

He Jianlan whispered to herself, her tone slightly helpless and with a few points of reproach.

Xuejian was clever and was suddenly stunned, saying: "Could it be that what the Madam just said was..."

He Jianlan glanced at her, and Xuejian immediately stopped talking and lowered her head, but couldn't help but quietly look outside the courtyard, where the small figure had already swayed away.

So the Madam's care and inquiries just now were all fabricated by herself... but that young master took it seriously...

Returning to the Shanhe Courtyard.

Before Li Hao had time to take out the drawing board, he received another letter sent by a servant. Seeing the signature, a smile immediately appeared on his face, and his slightly lost mood dissipated.

Although he didn't have much contact with that couple in Yanbei, it was strange to say, but in the occasional quiet of the night, he couldn't help but miss them a little.

Perhaps it was the warmth of that embrace that surfaced again in a dream.

Or perhaps it was those genuine eyes that he still hadn't forgotten.

This letter in his hand was from the Sword Hut, naturally sent by that cute little girl.

Since she went to the Sword Hut, she would send a letter back every once in a while. At first, it was one every three to five days. Later, the letter said that the Master Master Jian Sheng master was watching her strictly and wanted her to focus on cultivation, so the frequency of sending letters gradually decreased, but now he would receive one every month.

The letter no longer recorded daily content. After all, she had said too much. The cultivation at the Sword Hut was very boring and repetitive. Cultivation was like this; practicing the basics was inevitably dull.

Li Hao opened the letter, sat on the lounge chair in the sun, with a smile on his face, and read it slowly, word by word, without missing anything.

Inside, he also saw a typo, as well as a circle and a cross, which was a word written wrong, and she didn't know how to write it, so she skipped it directly.

Li Hao seemed to be able to imagine the little girl scratching her head in front of the letter, and couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The letter recorded her recent food, as well as the precious medicine that the Master Master Jian Sheng master had gotten for her. Her cultivation had reached the Fifth Level of the Zhou Tian Realm, and her pulse opening had reached twenty-one pulses. She was practicing the strongest Qi circulation technique in the Sword Hut.

Li Hao had heard Second Grandfather say that the Sword Hut's Qi circulation technique was the 'Star River Sword Qi Art', a top-tier cultivation method. If cultivated to the perfection of the Zhou Tian Realm, it could open 49 pulses! Compared to the Li family's 54-pulse 'Dragon River Divine Pulse' cultivation method, it was only slightly inferior.

In addition, the little girl had actually opened the Taiyin Ghost Pulse, deeply loved by the Master Master Jian Sheng master.

Seeing this, Li Hao couldn't help but feel happy for her. The Dragon River Divine Pulse cultivation method was not passed on; only the legitimate line could cultivate it. Even if Bian Ruxue was his fiancée, it wouldn't work. Not to mention the ladies of various courtyards, including the eldest lady He Jianlan, who were not qualified to cultivate it.

However, what they could cultivate were also top-tier cultivation methods, just slightly inferior.

If the aptitude was extremely high and one could open two special large pulses oneself, one could make up for this gap in the foundation of the cultivation method. But obviously, those who could have such aptitude were rare in the world.

After reading the letter, Li Hao called a servant to prepare pen, ink, and paper for him.

He wrote freely and slowly, recounting his recent learning of painting, cooking, etc., as well as some fun during fishing, and making friends with an interesting old senior.

Of course, the letter didn't mention the name and title of the Saint of Thieves.

After all, this Old Feng was a negative figure in Great Yu and was not liked by various forces. Only someone with Second Grandfather's casual and free-spirited temperament would become a best friend with such a person. But outsiders didn't know their relationship; otherwise, they would definitely have to scold loudly behind their backs: "Good for you, colluding with officials and thieves!" After writing, Li Hao casually drew a small expression, encouraging her to work hard on cultivation and encourage each other. (_)

The letter was handed to the servant to be sent out. Li Hao moved the drawing board and painted as usual. Now that his painting Dao was at the Second Stage, his painting skills were more exquisite than before.

It seemed that the change in sketching wasn't big, but in fact, he found that the eyes were more spirited, as if staring on the drawing paper.

Before one painting was finished, a group of figures rushed toward the courtyard from outside, noisy and clamorous. From far away, someone could be heard shouting: "Brother Hao, we're here!"

Looking up, three little brats ran over.

They were the only son of the Sixth Lady, Li Yuanzhao.

The second son and third daughter of the Fifth Lady, Li Yun and Li Zhining.

On the day Bian Ruxue was sent off to the Sword Hut, they, as legitimate "classmates", also came to the Shanhe Courtyard to say goodbye, so they also knew Li Hao.

Later, that kid named Li Yun ran over repeatedly to inquire about Bian Ruxue's news, asking when she would return. Only then did Li Hao realize that this little brat, whose hair hadn't even grown out, actually dared to covet his little girl.

However, he didn't lower himself to the level of this little brat.

—He just beat his butt until it was swollen.

Then, after some threats and intimidation, he made the little brat not dare to go to the Fifth Lady to complain. After all, children fighting, if adults intervened, it wouldn't be fun.

Of course, it was mainly because he could win.

Since then, Li Yun had a bit of a shadow and fear when seeing Li Hao, but he didn't dare not come to the Shanhe Courtyard anymore. Instead, he later pulled his sister and another old six to embolden himself and came over together.

After several contacts, Li Hao easily became the child king among these three children.

"Brother Hao, the monkey you talked about last time was suppressed. You haven't finished it yet. What happened later?"

Li Yuanzhao's chubby body ran to the drawing board, but his dirty little hands didn't dare to touch the drawing paper, fearing being knocked on the head by Li Hao.

"Yes, yes." Li Yun also nodded repeatedly, his head like a chick pecking at rice, having long been conquered by Li Hao.

Beside them, the little girl Li Zhining handed Li Hao a food box, her little eyes bright, saying: "Brother Hao, this is the fragrant crispy cake my mother made. We've all eaten it, and it's delicious. This is for you."

"I haven't eaten it yet." Li Yuanzhao immediately tore down his platform, reaching out his dirty little hand that had just finished practicing martial arts in the martial arts arena to take it, but was dodged by Li Zhining with a twist of her body, and she also glared at him.

The little fatty looked at her aggrievedly.

Li Hao smiled and didn't be polite. He took the food box, opened it, and a fragrance wafted into his nostrils. He picked up a piece and tasted it. It was indeed good, so he divided the rest among them and said: "You go move a small stool yourself, and I'll tell you while you eat."

"Uncle Zhao, chairs!" Li Yun immediately shouted loudly.

Li Hao knocked on his head irritably: "Uncle Zhao is someone you can order around? Go get it yourself!"

Li Yun covered his head, somewhat timid, and muttered something vague, then pointed to a servant and said: "You, get me a stool."

That servant didn't dare to disobey and smiled, obediently going to move a stool.

Li Yuanzhao and Li Zhining were familiar with the road, ran into the house to find small stools themselves, and sat obediently beside Li Hao.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 33 =====