NOVPUB"As for assisting my Cultivation, I’ve already formed a bond with the Spirit Plants I’ve nurtured myself, and there’s no need to switch to another now. You should keep it for yourself. If you’re worried about not knowing how to care for it, I’ll teach you later..."
In the midst of speaking, he suddenly slapped his forehead and laughed at himself:
"What a fool I’ve been! Bu Chan is skilled at this. You could just give it to her directly. It would be perfect since she has just advanced to Stage I of the Golden Core recently. With the imperial willow, it can also aid her Cultivation."
Hearing this, Wang Ba nodded in agreement, but then something occurred to him, and he asked:
"By the way, Martial Uncle, Bu Chan previously used the ’Nine-colored Gourd Seed’ for her Cultivation. This wouldn’t affect her, would it?"
"Nine-colored Gourd Seed?"
Ma Shengxu frowned:
"I almost forgot, Bu Chan had also mentioned this to me before. This item is actually of a very high grade, and it does have considerable benefits for a Spirit Plant Master’s Cultivation. Since she’s Cultivated it, there’s no need to switch to the imperial willow then."
Wang Ba nodded in understanding.
He put away the imperial willow.
Then, something else came to mind, and he took out some rare spirit plant seeds that he had left behind from when he was taking inventory of Qi’s relics in Chen State, and gave them to Ma Shengxu.
"These are some high-grade spirit plant seeds I encountered while outside. I don’t understand much about them and thought Martial Uncle might come across some you’d like, so I brought some for you."
At first, Ma Shengxu wanted to decline, but upon hearing that they were spirit plant seeds, he reluctantly accepted them.
After sensing the spirit plant seeds, Ma Shengxu’s face couldn’t help but reveal a trace of surprise:
"Good!"
"There are several here I haven’t seen before, likely extinct rare Spirit Plants in Jin."
"Very good!"
"That being said, nephew, you’ve just returned and haven’t seen Bu Chan yet, right?"
Seeing Ma Shengxu’s eagerness to send him off, Wang Ba wasn’t upset at all.
As a cultivator skilled in the Hundred Arts as well, he was all too aware of Martial Uncle Ma’s current state of mind.
If he encountered a Spirit Beast he had never seen before, he too couldn’t resist finding a place to shut himself away and study it.
"Since Martial Uncle is busy, I will go find Bu Chan."
"Yes, yes, go ahead!"
Ma Shengxu waved him off in haste.
Leaving the Spirit Plant Department, he quietly waited on the spirit field ridges until the glow of the setting sun remained.
On the field ridges, Bu Chan was giving instructions to the young female cultivators in the spirit fields, focused and serious.
Golden sunlight fell on Bu Chan’s fair and slightly reddened cheek, as if gilding her entire being...
It wasn’t until Bu Chan had finished her work, tucking a stray lock of hair behind her ear, that she saw the familiar smiling figure not far away.
At first incredulous, she couldn’t help but leap forth.
Wang Ba smiled and walked forward to greet her.
Under the amused gaze of cultivators working in the surrounding spirit fields, the two embraced like young lovers in the throes of passion...
...
"Senior Brother, was your trip to Chen State smooth? Did you encounter any troubles?"
Wanfa Peak.
After more than a year, having traveled throughout Chen State, Sen State, and Li State, he finally returned to the familiar place, and Wang Ba felt much more relaxed.
Bu Chan too had an involuntary smile on her face as she brought the last dish to the table, called out to Wang Yi’an who was still pondering Sword Dao, and then sat next to Wang Ba, asking with concern.
Hearing Bu Chan’s words, Wang Ba felt a bit guilty, but his face showed a smile:
"Do you not know me yet? I would never go to dangerous places. This trip was just to follow Master Song and handle some trivial matters."
Bu Chan felt relieved.
She knew her Senior Brother very well and understood indeed he wasn’t the reckless type to risk his own safety.
By the side, Wang Yi’an came over, looked over the food on the table, his eyes lighting up, and he couldn’t help but complain:
"Mom, you’re so biased. Before Dad got back, you wouldn’t cook for ten or fifteen days straight. Now that Dad’s back, suddenly there are eight or nine dishes... What about my meal? Mom, you’ve served Dad, why haven’t you served me?"
"Serve yourself! If you don’t eat, go Cultivate!"
Bu Chan wasn’t one to spoil him, giving him a glare.
Feeling the bloodline suppression from his mother, Wang Yi’an instantly shrank his neck and obediently served himself a bowl of spiri rice.
Bu Chan then revealed a gentle smile and presented the rice to Wang Ba:
"Senior Brother, this is Class IV spiri rice Master just sorted out. It took more than twenty years to harvest this crop. You’ve been working hard outside for so long, try this."
By the side, Wang Yi’an immediately snorted and muttered under his breath:
"Only been out for a little over a year, merely helping with some accounting. How long has it really been, and what hardship..."
Before Wang Ba could say anything, Bu Chan’s eyes had narrowed instantly, shooting a cold glance across at Wang Yi’an.
Feeling a certain murderous intent, Wang Yi’an coughed and unobtrusively shifted toward the corner of the table.
"Come on, sit down and let’s eat together."
Watching this scene, Wang Ba felt an inexplicable warmth in his heart, and as the head of the family, he finally spoke up.
Wang Yi’an immediately looked up at Bu Chan.
After receiving a reluctant nod of approval from Bu Chan, Wang Yi’an’s face was immediately filled with smiles, and he scooted next to Wang Ba, giving a thumbs-up:
"Haha, Dad, I don’t admire you for much, but Mom being so obedient in front of you — I absolutely worship that!"
"Wang, Yi, An!"
Bu Chan’s eyes seemed sharp as knives.
"Let’s eat!"
Wang Yi’an immediately stopped looking up, his chopsticks moving quickly.
Wang Ba couldn’t help but look at Bu Chan who showed a helpless expression, and when their eyes met, they couldn’t help but laugh together.
