Chapter 9: The Residence Prepared for Distinguished Guests

Very soon, Ye Wushuang sent a message summoning the Holy Lord of the Ancient Wood Sacred Land.

After putting away the Transmission Stone, Ye Wushuang looked at Lu Xunxian with a fawning smile.

“Senior, do you think the Holy Son should begin cultivating first?’’

“After all, it will still take roughly a day for Gu Feng to get here.”

Although Gu Feng, the Holy Lord of the Ancient Wood Sacred Land, was also a Saint Emperor Realm expert, the distance between one Sacred Land and another was so vast that even a Saint Emperor could not cross it in an instant.

“Xiaoyao, what do you think?”

“Father, I want to cultivate.”

Lu Xiaoyao was already growing impatient. Earlier, after his Spiritual Root had been completed, his constitution had become extraordinarily powerful, but in the end, he still had no cultivation and could not soar through the heavens or escape through the earth.

The sooner he began cultivating, the sooner he would be able to fly through the sky and drag Wangcai down from it whenever Wangcai refused to play with them.

Only after receiving Lu Xunxian’s permission did Ye Wushuang step over to stand behind Lu Xiaoyao.

“Young nephew, in a moment, I will transmit cultivation power into your body. From then on, you need only cultivate according to that feeling.”

Although Ye Wushuang did not possess the Primordial Saint Body and had not cultivated the Heavenly Emperor Scripture, as the Holy Lord of the Primordial Sacred Land, he naturally had to be thoroughly familiar with it.

Very soon, as Ye Wushuang transmitted the method of cultivating the Heavenly Emperor Scripture into Lu Xiaoyao’s mind, Lu Xiaoyao’s realm began rising at a speed visible to the naked eye.

It climbed all the way to the peak of Spirit Entry before finally stopping.

If not for the desire to lay a solid foundation for Lu Xiaoyao, so that he could go even further in the future, he likely could have been pushed straight to the peak of Foundation Establishment.

“Father, look! I broke through to the peak of Spirit Entry!”

The very moment the transmission ended, Lu Xiaoyao rushed excitedly to Lu Xunxian’s side and spoke to his father.

Lu Xunxian simply rubbed Lu Xiaoyao’s head with a doting expression.

“You have done very well. Keep working hard.”

At the side, Lu Qingyun looked on with envy written all over her face.

Lu Xunxian naturally noticed it. Holding Lu Xiaoyao in one arm, he walked over to Lu Qingyun and lifted her up as well.

“You need not be discouraged either. Once Holy Lord Gu Feng arrives tomorrow, you will be able to begin cultivating too.”

“Mhm.”

Lu Qingyun rested her small head on Lu Xunxian’s shoulder, looking rather dejected.

Lu Xiaoyao, held in Lu Xunxian’s other arm, patted his chest.

“Do not worry, little sister. From now on, your brother will protect you!”

“Senior, since the Holy Lord of the Ancient Wood Sacred Land will not arrive until tomorrow, would you like to stay here in my Primordial Sacred Land for the night?”

Ye Wushuang spoke with a fawning smile.

No matter what, this was an excellent opportunity to draw closer to Lu Xunxian.

Lu Xunxian gave it some thought, but did not refuse.

“Lead the way.”

Very soon, under Ye Wushuang’s guidance, Lu Xunxian arrived in front of a residence.

“Senior, this is the residence my Primordial Sacred Land originally prepared to receive distinguished guests. It has not yet been occupied.

“Since Senior has come, let it become your exclusive residence.’’

“From now on, whenever Senior visits, this residence will always be reserved for you.”

Ye Wushuang opened the gates. Inside the courtyard stood six servants, all of them Core Condensation cultivators without exception.

“Greetings, Master.”

The six servants bowed in perfect unison and respectfully greeted Lu Xunxian.

Long before arriving here, Ye Wushuang had already sent word to them that someone would be moving in.

“You may rise. Go about your duties. There is no need to concern yourselves with me.”

Lu Xunxian waved a hand, then entered the residence with the two children.

When he looked down at Lu Qingyun in his arms again, he saw that after traveling about all day, she was already beginning to yawn.

As for Lu Xiaoyao, perhaps because he had just broken through to the peak of Spirit Entry, he looked incomparably lively and full of energy.

Ye Wushuang was someone who knew how to read the room. Seeing that Lu Xunxian and the two children were about to rest, he did not linger any further.

“Senior, if you need anything, simply instruct those six Core Condensation cultivators.’’

“When Holy Lord Gu Feng arrives, I will bring him here.”

After saying that, Ye Wushuang turned and left.

The six Core Condensation cultivators, meanwhile, obeyed Lu Xunxian’s words and went back to their proper duties.

As a residence used by the Primordial Sacred Land to receive distinguished guests, it was naturally extravagant beyond compare.

Just the building materials alone were so strong that even a King Realm powerhouse likely would not be able to damage them.

When he pushed open the door and entered the residence itself, everything he saw was made from materials Lu Xunxian did not recognize, though at a glance he could tell that all of them were precious.

Lu Xunxian did not pay them much mind.

To him, they were merely external things.

“Wangcai, find a place to rest by yourself. And remember, do not cause trouble for me.”

Lu Xunxian looked at the Heaven-Devouring Tiger following at his side and spoke.

Hearing that, Wangcai obediently found a corner, curled up, and began cultivating.

The disturbance he caused, however, was somewhat excessive, and Lu Xunxian sent him flying out with a single slap.

“If you want to cultivate, then get outside and do it there.”

After dealing with Wangcai, Lu Qingyun in his arms had already begun letting out soft little snores.

“Xiaoyao, your sister is asleep. Do not wake her.”

Gently laying Lu Qingyun on the bed, Lu Xunxian looked at Lu Xiaoyao and spoke softly.

Although Lu Xiaoyao was usually somewhat arrogant and overbearing, he knew very well what should and should not be done at the right moment.

After nodding, Lu Xiaoyao ran outside.

He could not wait to see just how strong he had become now.

As for Lu Xunxian, he sat down at the side and quietly kept watch as his daughter slept.

“System, open the panel.”

【Host: Lu Xunxian】

【Cultivation: Peak Saint Emperor Realm (Suppressed)】

【Constitution: None】

【Dao Companion: Feng Qingyu (Bound)】

After closing the panel, Lu Xunxian could not help recalling what had happened during the day.

“Why would Feng Qingyu have passed by the Myriad Demons Mountain Range? And judging by the direction she was heading in... was she returning to Conglin Village?”

But Lu Xunxian did not dwell on the matter for long.

Feng Qingyu no longer had anything to do with him. Even if she had intended to return to Conglin Village and renew their old relationship, he had not the slightest interest.

Had he not run into her today, he would not even have remembered the name Feng Qingyu for a very long time.

Within the Qingfeng Sacred Land.

“You are saying that you ran into Fu Qitian?”

Lin Changkong’s expression was grave, while Feng Qingyu and Elder Chen stood before him with equally solemn expressions.

Before Feng Qingyu could speak, Elder Chen answered first.

“That is correct. We encountered Fu Qitian in the Myriad Demons Mountain Range.’’

“I simply do not know why Fu Qitian fell from the peak of the Saint Monarch Realm to the peak of the Saint King Realm.’’

“But I will never forget his appearance and aura for the rest of my life.”

Before he had broken through to the Emperor Realm, Elder Chen had once been fortunate enough to meet Fu Qitian.

Clearly, however, he had never left much of an impression on Fu Qitian. Otherwise, Fu Qitian should have recognized him earlier.

“That is indeed a strange matter.

“As far as I know, half a year ago, Fu Qitian was besieged by five experts at the peak of the Saint Monarch Realm. In the end, a mysterious powerhouse intervened, slaughtered all five peak Saint Monarch Realm experts, and Fu Qitian himself vanished without a trace.’’

“I originally thought Fu Qitian’s chances of survival were slim, but now it seems he is still alive.”

Even after learning that Fu Qitian was alive, Lin Changkong had no intention of making a move.

There was no enmity between them, so there was no reason for him to provoke Fu Qitian.

Moreover, who could say whether Fu Qitian’s fall to the peak of the Saint King Realm was only temporary?

If they offended him beyond reconciliation and Fu Qitian one day recovered his cultivation at the peak of the Saint Monarch Realm, then that too would become no small trouble for the Qingfeng Sacred Land.