Xiuxian: Start with the medicine boy

I've heard this!

Cheng Ping'an immediately composed himself, replied "Yes," and stepped into the quiet room in the backyard.

The interior is simply furnished, yet it exudes a Taoist charm.

He immediately spotted his father, Cheng Buzheng, seated in the main seat—

He still looked like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old youth, with a deep and profound aura.
And beside her was her mother, Murong Wanwan, who had regained her composure, but whose eyes and brows still held a trace of lingering coquettishness.

Cheng Ping'an dared not be negligent, stepped forward a few paces, and bowed respectfully:
"Your son greets Father!"
"Greetings, Mother!"

A mature and composed-looking middle-aged Golden Core cultivator bowed to a couple who appeared to be even younger than himself...
If this scene were to occur in an ordinary setting, it would feel incredibly incongruous.

However, in the world of cultivation, maintaining one's youthful appearance is not difficult, and it is commonplace. People only distinguish between people based on their cultivation level and seniority.

Cheng Buzheng looked at his increasingly composed son, a gentle smile appearing on his face, and gestured with his hand:
"Between father and son, there's no need for such formalities. Sit down and let's talk."

At this time.

Murong Wanwan looked at her son with a smile in her eyes, her tone carrying a hint of nostalgia and teasing:

Ping An, you've grown up!

"My cultivation level has increased, but I'm nowhere near as round and cute as I was when I was little; I'm not fun anymore."

Faced with his mother's familiar teasing, Cheng Ping'an simply shook his head helplessly and didn't reply.

He knew that the more earnestly he tried to defend himself on this topic, the more excited his mother would become.

The best way to deal with it is to smile without saying a word and turn a deaf ear.

as predicted!

Seeing her son's "let the wind and rain blow, I remain unmoved" attitude, Murong Wanwan felt bored and pouted, saying:
"You two, father and son, are cut from the same cloth, both so boring."

Cheng Buzheng and Cheng Ping'an exchanged a glance, both seeing a hint of a smile in each other's eyes.

Cheng Ping'an then sat down on an empty chair nearby, looking at his father with a questioning gaze, waiting for him to explain the reason for this summons.

See it!

Cheng Buzheng didn't keep them in suspense. He straightened his expression and said:

"The main reason I brought you here is to have you practice two newly developed methods."

While talking.

He flipped his hand, and two high-quality, empty jade slips appeared in his palm.

Immediately, a soft and mysterious light rippled across the surface of the jade slip, as if countless tiny runes were being instantly inscribed into it.

Upon hearing this, both Murong Wanwan and Cheng Ping'an revealed intense curiosity in their eyes.

The method that Cheng Buzheng would take so seriously, personally summoning and imparting it to in person, must be extraordinary.

In the past, similar inheritances were mostly directly inscribed on family heirlooms, allowing eligible family members to comprehend them on their own.

Unable to contain her curiosity, Murong Wanwan immediately asked:
"Husband, what extraordinary method is it that you would personally come forward to teach it to me?"

Could it be even more profound than the [Myriad Transformations Dao Body]?

Cheng Ping'an echoed:
"Yes, Father, weren't they always placed in the Hall of Inheritance?"
What are the special features of these two methods that you need to explain to me in person?

Cheng Buzheng turned to the side first, looking earnestly at Murong Wanwan, his tone more solemn than ever before:
"Wanwan, of these two methods, one is called the [World-Suppressing Sacrifice Method]. You must devote all your energy to its cultivation!"
This technique... is crucial to your future path, and even to your ability to glimpse the secrets of higher realms!

Not bad!

The [Suppressing the World Sacrifice Ritual] is an optimized version of the [Dragon Pearl Sacrifice Ritual].

Then, he paused, and continued:

"As for the other method, it is called the [Ancestral Mark], you should also study and comprehend it carefully!"

Perhaps... it will bring you an unexpected surprise.

Before Murong Wanwan could ask further, Cheng Buzheng turned his gaze to Cheng Ping'an and instructed:
"Ping An, you can put aside clan affairs and other cultivation for now."

The primary task at hand is to thoroughly master these two methods, carefully comprehend their profound mysteries, and record all feelings experienced during the cultivation process.

at this time!

The light from the two jade slips in his palms quietly faded, indicating that the inscription was complete.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Cheng Buzheng sent the two jade slips flying in two streaks of light towards Murong Wanwan and Cheng Ping'an respectively.

The mother and son reached out and took the jade slip, which was still slightly warm. They exchanged glances and saw the solemnity and curiosity in each other's eyes.

They said no more, and immediately sent a wisp of their divine sense into the jade slip to begin browsing its contents.

next moment!
In the quiet room, it was as if even the air had frozen.

Murong Wanwan and Cheng Ping'an's pupils contracted almost simultaneously, their faces filled with undisguised horror, and their breaths stopped.

"This...this world actually has such a heaven-defying, fate-altering technique?!"

The shock in Cheng Ping'an's heart was like a tidal wave, violently impacting his understanding.

When he read that the [Ancestral Mark] could unleash a devastating attack beyond his current level without taking damage in dire situations,
My mind and spirit were already shaken;

When he saw the terrifying description of the "World-Suppressing Sacrifice Ritual," which could be described as "a divine ant defying a venerable being,"
Furthermore, by utilizing the 'law-based spiritual objects' suppressed within the body, one can readily comprehend opportunities to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm.

He completely lost his composure.

"A spirit object governed by laws?"
What kind of extraordinary treasure is this?
I've never heard of this before!

Despite his doubts, Cheng Ping'an had no doubt about the authenticity of the jade slip's contents.

This stemmed from his almost blind trust and reverence for his father, Cheng Buzheng.

His father's life was a legend in itself!
at the same time!

Murong Wanwan finally understood that her husband's words "concerning her future path to immortality" were no exaggeration!

This [world-suppressing sacrificial ritual] was... for her.
It is like a lighthouse illuminating the way forward in the darkness, and is the true foundation of the great way!

Her delicate body trembled slightly with excitement, and her gaze towards Cheng Buzheng was filled with indescribable complex emotions—shock and ecstasy.

There is also endless gratitude and tenderness.

Quiet room!
For a moment, only the slightly rapid breathing of the two remained.

And the silent thunderclap brought by the vast information in the jade slip kept echoing in his mind.

at this time!

Cheng Buzheng didn't say much, and with a flick of his wrist...

The next moment, strange phenomena occurred.

A purple crystal with fine silver snakes coiled around its entire surface, crackling and pulsating incessantly;

Another piece of crimson jade pendant, its interior shimmering with a faint glow of fire;

Two treasures appeared out of thin air, hovering quietly three inches above his palm.

As soon as the two objects appeared, their energies interacted, and the lightning and firelight faintly echoed each other.

Although Cheng Buzheng used immense magical power to confine it to a small area, the subtle fluctuations of law that inadvertently emanated from it were as profound as an ancient divine mountain and as unfathomable as a deep abyss.

All of a sudden.

Murong Wanwan and Cheng Ping'an felt the air around them suddenly freeze, and they couldn't help but catch their breath.

A powerful, oppressive aura, originating from the very essence of life and the very source of the Dao, instantly enveloped their minds, leaving them frozen in place.

His eyes were fixed on the two treasures that emanated a heart-stopping power.

Cheng Ping'an's pupils contracted slightly, and an undisguised shock surfaced deep in his eyes.

He murmured, his voice trembling almost imperceptibly:

"Is this the 'law-based spiritual object' mentioned in Father's jade slip?"

Indeed...it's terrifying!
Even before it has been refined, the mere natural fluctuations it emits are enough to shake one's soul.

No wonder...no wonder the rumors say that such a treasure could suppress the world's top experts.

Meanwhile, Murong Wanwan, after her initial shock, had a complex look in her beautiful eyes.

What did she seem to be thinking about?
Immediately afterwards, her delicate eyebrows, as blue as distant mountains, furrowed slightly, and a look of disapproval appeared on her face.

She looked at Cheng Buzheng, her tone carrying a hint of urgency and determination:
"My husband!"
How precious are these spiritual objects that contain the essence of the laws?

It will be of great help to consolidating your current level of cultivation and even to your future cultivation!
Even without relying on external aids, I am quite confident that I can break through the bottleneck and seek a breakthrough.

Therefore, I urge my husband to take this treasure back, and not to let it interfere with his own path!

Hearing his mother say this, Cheng Ping'an immediately understood the deeper meaning. He sighed silently, suppressed his longing for the thunder crystal, and quickly echoed her:
"Mother is absolutely right!"

Father, such treasures are of greater importance to you. I am of dull mind and truly unworthy of them. Please, Father…

however!
Before he could finish speaking, Murong Wanwan glared at him irritably and scolded him:

"Children should not interrupt adults when they are speaking!"

This treasure is a gift from your father after careful consideration, so please accept it without worry!

Where do all these strange excuses and prevarications come from!

Although her words carried a hint of reproach, they also revealed a degree of protectiveness towards her son.

Cheng Ping'an, who had been scolded for no reason, immediately looked embarrassed. He touched his nose and stood there awkwardly, not knowing how to respond.

Cheng Buzheng observed this scene, gently shook his head, and spoke in a calm yet undeniably authoritative tone:
"Alright, you two don't need to argue anymore."

Once a decision has been made, there is no need to refuse.

"Indeed, spiritual objects imbued with the laws of nature are incredibly attractive to Nascent Soul cultivators, but with only these two remaining, they are merely a drop in the ocean compared to my needs, hardly addressing the root cause."

His gaze swept over the suspended spiritual object governed by law, and he continued to explain:
"Besides!"
These two spiritual objects have different attributes, one is fire and the other is thunder, which are in harmony with your own spiritual root attributes. It is the will of Heaven that makes the best use of them.

If you force me to keep it, it will only obscure its brilliance.

Talking time!
Cheng Buzheng flicked his sleeve lightly...

The purple crystal crackling with electric arcs and the crimson jade pendant shimmering with firelight instantly transformed into two streaks of light, one purple and one red, which flew precisely to within a foot of Murong Wanwan and Cheng Ping'an, hovering silently.

However, Murong Wanwan still looked somewhat reluctant and did not immediately reach out to take the spiritual object that was so close to her and radiating a warm firelight.

Seeing that his mother did not move, Cheng Ping'an naturally stood with his hands at his sides, not daring to make the slightest movement.

Upon seeing this, Cheng Buzheng turned his gaze to his Daoist partner beside him, and the serious expression on his face gradually softened into tenderness.

He reached out and gently grasped Murong Wanwan's soft hand, his voice deep and magnetic, carrying a power that struck straight to the heart:

“Wanwan, do you know that although I have now broken through to the Nascent Soul stage, my lifespan is long and can reach more than nine thousand years.”

The road ahead is long, a journey of seeking the Dao, and perhaps one day I will set foot in the upper realm.

If by then, you are not by my side, even if I attain immortality and live as long as heaven and earth, for me...
It's nothing but endless loneliness.

What is the meaning of immortality if one loses the most important person in their life?

It was nothing but endless torment.

These heartfelt words, like a warm current, instantly touched the softest spot in Murong Wanwan's heart.

She stared blankly at the undisguised longing in her husband's eyes and the hidden worry about his loneliness in the future. Her original firm refusal crumbled instantly.

'Yes... my husband is right.'

If I remain stagnant and unable to break through, then after thousands of years, when I return to the Dao and perish, I will be free!
What long, lonely years will be left for her husband?

How lonely his figure must have looked at that moment…

The thought of Cheng Buzheng possibly facing an eternal night alone in the future suddenly reignited a burning flame in Murong Wanwan's dormant Dao heart.

An unprecedented determination welled up in my heart:
'In order to accompany my husband further and see a higher view, I must break through!'
There can be no more slackening.

I will not leave this place until I break through!

this moment!
Murong Wanwan had already made a vow in her heart.

Without further hesitation, she met Cheng Buzheng's gentle and expectant gaze and nodded firmly!

Then Murong Wanwan stretched out her jade hand and solemnly took the law-based spiritual object that was shimmering with a faint flame, carefully holding it in her palm.

Seeing that his Daoist partner had finally accepted the gift, a hint of relief flashed in Cheng Buzheng's eyes, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Then, he turned his gaze to Cheng Ping'an, who was still in a daze, and his tone suddenly took on a fatherly air of authority as he snorted:
"Safety!
What? Do you expect me to hand my father over to you myself?

Cheng Ping'an was startled by the sudden roll call and sensed the "malicious intent" in his father's tone. He quickly waved his hands and shook his head vigorously.
“Don’t dare!
"I had absolutely no such intention!"

"I bet you wouldn't dare!" Cheng Buzheng's expression softened slightly as he spoke.

"Then why are you still standing there?"

"Yes! Father!"

Cheng Ping'an dared not hesitate any longer and quickly stepped forward to respectfully accept the [Thunder Crystal] that was constantly crackling with electric arcs and emitting a slightly tingling sensation on the skin.

The crystal felt slightly heavy in his hand, and a pure yet violent power of lightning emanated from it, making him shudder.

Seeing that both of them had accepted the treasures, Cheng Buzheng nodded in satisfaction, his expression returning to seriousness, and said in a deep voice:

"Wanwan, be safe. There's no time to lose."

You two shall now begin to comprehend and cultivate the [World-Suppressing Sacrifice Method] that I have given you.

Although I have refined and perfected this method, it ultimately involves invoking the power of spiritual objects governed by laws, making it extremely profound. The slightest carelessness could result in a backlash.

His gaze swept over the two of them, filled with undeniable concern:
"Although I have noted down the key points and precautions for cultivation in the jade slip,

However, in the course of cultivation, one will inevitably encounter subtle details that cannot be fully described in the jade slip.
Or it could be a matter of personal perception and bias.

"···"

...(End of this chapter)