Chương 60: Chapter 90 : “Father!” “Mother!”

"Martial Uncle Pei." Pei Zhao pointed at Jiang wenchen in front of him, sighed, and pulled Li Heshan to the side.

"Heshan, where did you recruit this stubborn one from?"

"He is only willing to practice the sword. Nothing else will do!"

"Tell me, where does our Cloud Perching Valley have sword cultivation techniques for him to practice?" Li Heshan swept a strange glance over Jiang wenchen, then helplessly cupped his hands.

"Martial Uncle, please wait a moment. I will try to persuade him." As he spoke, he came before Jiang wenchen, bent down, and said, "You are the boy from the Jiang family, right?" Jiang wenchen nodded.

"I am familiar with your elder brother and know about your family's matters."

"If you can enter Cloud Perching Valley, after I return this time, I will give your elder brother some rewards."

"I may even have Emperor Yu give your family some benefits." At the mention of his elder brother and family, a trace of thought appeared in Jiang wenchen's eyes.

"Besides, cultivation methods are the foundation. Whether practicing the sword or refining pills, one needs one's own cultivation realm as support."

"Why don't you first agree to Martial Uncle's arrangement? After you break through to the Embryonic Breathing stage, we can then think of a way to find a sword cultivation method. How about it?" Li Heshan's words made him fall into deep thought. After a long time, Jiang wenchen finally turned to look at Pei Zhao, then knelt and bowed his head.

"Master above, please accept this disciple's bow." Although Pei Zhao's face still looked angry, his heart was extremely happy.

"Get up."

"Eldest Disciple, take him down and choose a cultivation art suitable for a metal-element spiritual root for him." With the disturbance resolved, Li Heshan cupped his hands slightly and said, "Martial Uncle Pei, if there is nothing else, this martial nephew will take his leave first." This narrative has been purloined without the author's approval. Report any appearances on Amazon. Pei Zhao nodded, then turned and asked, "When are you going to the Yang Marsh Land again?"

"Three days from now. Does Martial Uncle have something?" Pei Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Martial Uncle wants you to bring Yuwan along to temper herself."

"That girl has a simple mind. She has a cultivation level at the ninth layer of Qi Refining, yet she has never stepped out of Cloud Perching Valley. Danzhou is dangerous, so letting her go to the Yang Marsh Land to see its local customs and people may be a good choice." Li Heshan's expression turned strange. Thinking of Pei Yuwan's personality, he could not help feeling somewhat troubled. But since his martial uncle had already spoken, he could not refuse.

"Then… three days from now, have Junior Sister Yuwan wait for me at the mountain gate." Pei Zhao smiled and nodded. It was another year's summer harvest season. Now, in the family, the youngest had gone to the immortal sect to cultivate, while the eldest was serving at the county Ascension Pavilion. There were no longer any major expenses at home. But similarly, the children had grown older, and their appetites had also increased. In addition, there was now another mouth in the household.

After the summer harvest rice was used to pay taxes and enough was kept as the family's food supply, there was not much left that could be sold. Fortunately, there was still income from the orchard. That day, Huang Lingxiu, who was working in the fields, suddenly fainted. Jiang wenfeng, Jiang Huanyu, and Hu Yufen hurriedly threw down the sickles in their hands and ran over.

"Lingxiu!?"

"Lingxiu!?" Jiang wenfeng held her and called out anxiously. Beside him, Hu Yufen also hurriedly used a straw hat to shade her from the scorching sun. A moment later, Huang Lingxiu slowly woke up.

"I'm fine… ugh!" Her face was somewhat pale, and she kept retching, looking as if she had suffered heatstroke.

"All right. Quickly take Lingxiu to Uncle Sun and have him take a look. Your mother and I can handle the work in the fields," Jiang Huanyu said. Jiang wenfeng immediately carried Huang Lingxiu and ran toward Sun Fuchun's house in the village. Inside the medicine hut, Sun Fuchun slowly withdrew the hand he had used to take her pulse and said with a smile, "Little Shitou, congratulations. You're going to be a father." Hearing this, the husband and wife were stunned.

"What? Not prepared yet?" Sun Fuchun looked at them with a smile. Jiang wenfeng scratched his head, his face carrying a smile that could not be suppressed. The joy of becoming a father for the first time in life was impossible to describe. Amid his joy, he also felt somewhat worried and asked, "Grandpa Sun, is Lingxiu's body all right?"

"She fainted in the field just now." Sun Fuchun shook his head slightly.

"Lingxiu is a martial artist. Her body is very healthy."

"She has only just become pregnant. During this period, she must avoid overworking herself. If her reaction is too strong, she must also pay more attention to her diet. It should be light…" After seriously memorizing Sun Fuchun's instructions, Jiang wenfeng was still somewhat uneasy.

"Grandpa Sun, please prescribe some medicine to regulate Lingxiu's body too." Sun Fuchun could not help laughing.

"You, ah, you're just worrying too much."

"Since you've already said so, this old man will prescribe some for you." After taking the medicine from Sun Fuchun, on the way home, Jiang wenfeng circled around Huang Lingxiu nonstop, as if protecting an exquisite piece of jade.

"Aiya! I'm fine!" Looking at his nervous appearance, Huang Lingxiu smiled helplessly. Jiang wenfeng continued doing as he pleased. When the two returned home, Jiang Huanyu and Hu Yufen had already returned and prepared the meal.

"Father!"

"Mother!" As soon as he entered the door, Jiang wenfeng shouted happily.