Chapter 46

Are you joking?

Xuanqing Daozhang's lips twitched faintly; if he could, he would have wished it were a joke, but he could clearly feel the spiritual energy converging around him, seeping into his body through his pores.

Heal his wounded body!

It's no different from the blessing scriptures he has studied!

Among these people, aside from him, only his own disciple Yuanliang had studied the blessing scriptures; he could not possibly have used the blessing scriptures on himself for no reason, while Yuanliang could possibly have used them on him, but the problem is, given Yuanliang's abilities, he would have to chant the blessing scriptures loudly to make it work.

And yet Yuanliang hadn't uttered a single word just now!

Moreover.

He had just carefully examined and found traces of Wang Ping'an having used the blessing scriptures; although hard to believe, after checking over and over, the conclusion remained the same, and even if he was unwilling to believe, he had to believe it.

He had only been born a few days ago, couldn't even speak yet, and no one had properly taught him the blessing scriptures; relying solely on Yuanliang having used the blessing scriptures on him, this child actually managed to learn it.

This can no longer be called merely intelligent; it is completely a monster in the cultivation world.

However.

This matter ultimately cannot be told to Yuanliang.

First, this matter is too outrageous; even he himself had checked Wang Ping'an repeatedly, over and over, getting the same answer, forcing him to believe it—how could Yuanliang possibly believe such an outrageous thing?

Second, Yuanliang is still young and cannot keep a secret; once this matter is leaked, it would not be good for Wang Ping'an, let alone the Wang family members.

Xuanqing Daozhang took a deep breath, changed the subject, and said: "Yuanliang, I know you have reservations in your heart about me taking Ping'an as my disciple, but no matter what, from now on Ping'an will be your junior fellow disciple, and you must look after him—under no circumstances should you clash with him!"

Yuanliang said solemnly: "Master, what are you saying? Ping'an is my junior fellow disciple; how could I possibly have any objections to him?"

Xuanqing Daozhang smiled; he could still tell whether Yuanliang had any objections toward Wang Ping'an—who let him favor Wang Ping'an too much, even sacrificing twenty years of his yang lifespan for Wang Ping'an; not to mention Yuanliang, even another disciple, Yuanming, had objections toward Wang Ping'an.

It's just not as obvious as Yuanliang's!

"No objections then!"

Xuanqing Daozhang also didn't expose Yuanliang's lie, smiling and reminding: "With your junior fellow disciple's cultivation talent, give him a little time, and soaring to great heights will be no problem; perhaps later, when you encounter some difficulty that I cannot resolve, your junior fellow disciple will have to step up for you!"

Yuanliang opened his mouth, wanting to retort, but thinking of his master's actions for Wang Ping'an, what that junior fellow disciple had done, and that junior fellow disciple's cultivation talent being surely not ordinary, he realized his master had to go to such lengths.

"Master, you're right; my talent is limited and I cannot compare to my junior fellow disciple; in the future, if I am bullied, I might truly need my junior fellow disciple to step up for me!"

Although he said that, Yuanliang felt ruthless deep down; from now on, after returning, he would certainly have to train assiduously—his talent might not match Wang Ping'an's, but through his diligent and hardworking cultivation...

... he would not believe that he could still be surpassed by Wang Ping'an!

He had, in fact, cultivated ten or twenty years more than Wang Ping'an ahead of time!

Guo Xuesong gazed regretfully at Wang Ping'an held in Liu Dongzhu's arms; no matter how he looked at it or how much he liked it, now that this child had been taken as a disciple by Xuanqing Daozhang, it was impossible for him to take this child as his own disciple.

It's not that one cannot have two masters!

Rather, from Liu Dongzhu's attitude he could see that she did not want Wang Ping'an to study for the imperial examinations, to tread the old path of that beast Wang Ruhai.

He wanted to take Wang Ping'an as a disciple, naturally hoping Wang Ping'an would follow the old path of Wang Ruhai.

Although Wang Ruhai was no good, having done deeds worse than swine and dogs, his achievement of placing third in the palace examination was enough to show his literary talent.

Wang Ping'an is his son—how could he possibly be lacking in any way?

"Old Brother Wang, once the school opens later, I won't disturb you here anymore!"

As he spoke, Guo Xuesong withdrew his gaze, rose, and left: "Scholar, let me see you off!"

Wang Lin had seen him off for a stretch; upon returning, he saw Zhang Guihua shouldering a bamboo basket, picking up a hoe, likewise taking a hoe from the storeroom, preparing to go up the mountain to do farm work.

He then saw Liu Dongzhu also shouldering a bamboo basket—a basket specially for holding infants, which had once been used by Wang Ruhai, not knowing when Liu Dongzhu had dug it out.

At this moment, Wang Ping'an was placed by her inside the basket, and in her hand she additionally held a hoe.

"Dongzhu, what are you doing?!"

Wang Lin startled, hastily saying: "The farm work is handled by me and your mother; you just stay at home to observe the postpartum period, look after Ping'an, so as not to leave your body with irreparable harm!"

Zhang Guihua echoed: "Exactly, Dongzhu, you don't know—observing the postpartum period is the most important time for us women; if you don't rest properly, you'll leave behind serious sequelae. Look at Old Zhao's daughter-in-law: during her postpartum period, her parents forced her to work, and now her health is poor, she has to take medicine every day, she's basically a medicine pot!"

"Mom, don't worry, my health is fine!"

Liu Dongzhu hehehed a smile; although this was her first time observing the postpartum period, from chatting with other married women in Hutou Gou she still knew the importance of it, yet she knew her body was very weak during the postpartum period.

And yet.

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Since giving birth to Ping'an, aside from her body being very weak on the first day, perhaps this is also why she wore mourning clothes for that beast Wang Ruhai.

The remaining days, however, saw her growing healthier day by day, her body brimming with inexhaustible energy; if she continued to sit, she would have long been unable to stay still.

Zhang Guihua snorted angrily: "Nonsense, you don't treat your body as anything; when you get old, you'll have to suffer the consequences!"

"Mom, my body..."

Liu Dongzhu wanted to argue a few more sentences, but seeing the looks of Zhang Guihua and Wang Lin, she knew that no matter what she said, these two wouldn't listen; since they both cared deeply about themselves, she changed her tone and said:

"Mom, how about this: I'll go to the fields and dig a few hoe strokes; if I get tired quickly I'll stop, otherwise sitting at home all day would make me rust away!"

Zhang Guihua opened her mouth, wanting to say something else, but seeing Liu Dongzhu's pleading gaze, the words on the tip of her tongue were swallowed back, and she said:

"Alright, who let you, this lass, be unable to stay idle; but remember, you must not work for too long—at most dig a few hoe strokes—and you must absolutely not overexert yourself, otherwise the only one who will suffer is yourself!"

"Mom, I know; I also want to see our family's Ping'an get married and have children, to hold a big grandson!"

Liu Dongzhu hehehed a smile, proudly saying: "I naturally ought to take good care of my own body!"

Outside Hutou Gou.

Wang Ping'an sat in the basket, his dark, gleaming eyes wandering around; this was his first time leaving home, looking at the outside scenery—clear mountains and beautiful waters—and if it were his previous life, it would surely be a top-tier tourist destination.

He didn't know whether it was his first time going out or his first time seeing such a beautiful place; gazing outward, he found whatever he saw pleasing.

Even Little Black, who came out with them, was running back and forth, jumping about lively and happy, whereas the Hei Mao Bu Tou did not come out.

Instead, he was made to, using the skill Beast Taming, drive it to circle around Hutou Gou in search of the granary.

The most important source of merit—he could under no circumstances allow the Hei Mao Bu Tou to rest.

Don't be fooled by his having just been born not long ago—he has already thoroughly mastered the capitalist's true teachings.

(Chapter ends)