My ancestors were spiritual plant growers, so it's not surprising that I hunt demons every day,

Upon hearing this voice, Wang Yue and Meng Tingjun both frowned, and even the smiles on their faces began to falter.

A short while later, Luo Ming, covered in cosmetics and reeking of alcohol, walked into the hall.

"Hey~ that dark, monstrous dog guarding the gate, could it be Cui Ying's niece's?"

Luo Ming let out a drunken hiccup, seemingly oblivious to everyone else, before turning to Wang Rong and Cui Ying and asking in a nonchalant tone:

"Big sister, I heard that your family somehow got your hands on a Dragon Horse roller coaster. Can I borrow it for a ride sometime?"

Wang Rong moved her lips, about to speak, but Wang Yue, who was at the head of the table, picked up the teacup beside her and smashed it at Luo Ming.

"You good-for-nothing scoundrel who makes his wife support the family all day long—those are things Ah Ying needs for her wedding, how dare you even dream of them?"

"Ouch! Someone's been killed! Someone's been killed!"

Luo Ming was so drunk that he was dizzy and disoriented. He couldn't dodge in time, and only saw a flash of light before his eyes. He then covered his forehead with both hands and cried out in pain, shouting loudly:

"Wang Yue, you old bastard, how can you beat your son-in-law like that in front of outsiders? I've raised you for so many years, and you still try to kill me? Do you believe I'll kick you two old bastards out?"

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yue's chest heaved with anger, and he then flew out to attack the reckless Luo Ming.

"You even want to hit me for the sake of an outsider!"

Having taken precautions, Luo Ming dodged directly and then subconsciously punched Wang Yue in the chest.

Wang Yue was also forced back several steps by this force, and his blood and qi surged so much that he was about to fall to the ground.

Seeing Wang Yue fall injured, Cui Ying's expression changed, and she quickly stepped forward to support him.

"Grandfather, are you alright?"

Wang Yue shook his head with lingering fear, and Meng Tingjun and Wang Rong quickly gathered around him.

"Old man, how are you? Where are you hurt?"

"Dad, you really scared me to death."

Seeing this, Luo Ming, who was standing nearby, was also startled and panicked. He sobered up considerably in an instant and quickly shouted:

"You hit me without asking any questions first, that's why I fought back. I didn't mean to hurt you, I didn't mean to hurt you."

After saying that, he hurriedly turned and ran into the night.

"I just remembered I have some things to take care of outside, so I'll leave my parents in your care. I'll be going now."

Seeing Luo Ming disappear in the blink of an eye, Wang Yue, who had just been helped up by Cui Ying, struggled to get up and chase after him:

"You bastard, don't you dare run away!"

Seeing Wang Yue's excited expression, Zeng Tingjun and Wang Rong quickly stopped him and advised him:

"Oh dear, old man, don't bother with that scoundrel."

"Dad, please don't get angry. It's not worth ruining your health."

"huhu"

After catching his breath, Wang Yue finally calmed down, waved his hand, and sighed:

"Alas, what a misfortune for my family. If he weren't Xuan'er's husband and the father of several children, I should have killed him back then."

Zeng Tingjun brought tea to Wang Yue and sighed as well:

"You're already so old, yet you still resort to fighting and killing all the time. If Xuan'er finds out, she'll be furious with you when she gets back."

"She treats such a worthless piece of trash like a treasure, and she still has the nerve to argue with me?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Yue was enraged and slammed his hand on the table beside him, making a loud bang. However, after shouting a couple of times, he suddenly calmed down and said with some regret:

"If I hadn't been so stubborn back then, perhaps Xuan'er could have been as happy as Rong'er. In the end, it's all my fault."

Hearing this, Wang Rong shook her head and said softly:

"What's the use of being as happy as me? If it weren't for Sanya's ability, our family would still be living a precarious life."

After thinking for a moment, she continued as if she had remembered something:

"By the way, Mom and Dad, Zhengming and I have discussed it and decided that you can move in with us after our new house is finished. I'm really worried about you with Luo Ming's attitude."

"Isn't this a bad idea?"

Wang Yue and Meng Tingjun exchanged a glance, a hint of joy flashing across their faces, but they still shook their heads and refused:

"Your parents understand your feelings, but let's discuss this matter later."

"Alright, anyway, it'll be some time before the new house is finished. My daughter can bring it up again then."

After this commotion, none of them wanted to continue chatting. Wang Rong explained her purpose for coming and told the two elders to keep the magic array on alert at all times before taking her leave and going home with Cui Ying.

Zeng Tingjun originally wanted to see the mother and daughter off, but Wang Rong didn't let her come out.

"Go back, Mother."

On her way back, Cui Ying saw that many cultivators' homes were lit up with magic arrays, and the colorful barriers were even more dazzling than the moonlight overhead.

As they rode the clouds past a house adorned with white banners, Cui Ying paused slightly. Wang Rong, standing beside her, immediately explained:

"This is the residence of the murdered Lin Sanxiu."

As she spoke, she glanced at the hazy barrier and vaguely made out several tall figures:

"That male cultivator in the blue robe must be Lin Yu's nephew—he's the one who came from the next village to collect the Lin family's bodies. I heard he's going to hold a funeral banquet in a few days and invite the rogue cultivators from our village to send Lin Yu off on his final journey."

"Funeral banquet wine?"

Upon hearing this, Cui Ying's lips twitched, and she suddenly remembered that there was this other matter.

“Your father and Lin Yu have some connections, and he's also among those invited. Our family will send ten spirit stones as a token of our condolences, which will be a way of acknowledging the previous friendship between the two of them.”

After Wang Rong looked away and replied, the mother and daughter chatted for a few more minutes about the Lin family before returning home without lingering.

After telling her mother about her plans to cultivate, Cui Ying returned to her room.

By the moonlight, she looked at Cui Yue, who was sleeping soundly with a round ball in her arms. A gentle smile appeared on her face. She then sat cross-legged at the foot of the bed, exhaled a breath of stale air, took out a Xuanling Pill from her body, swallowed it, and began to refine it.

As she activated the Qi cultivation technique "Tian Yuan Yang Qi Jue", she could clearly feel the magical power in her dantian gradually increasing.

This Xuanling Pill truly lived up to its reputation as a product refined from a hundred-year-old jade spirit mushroom. Its medicinal effects were so pure that it took Cui Ying several hours to refine it completely into magical power, allowing her to successfully advance to the sixth level of Qi Refining.

"I'm one step closer to Foundation Establishment."

Cui Ying felt immense joy as she experienced the surging magical power within her dantian.

Over the next period of time, she consumed almost all the remaining Xuanling Pills and refined them for three more days. After raising her cultivation to the seventh level of Qi Refining in one go, she began to meditate and practice breathing exercises to consolidate her realm little by little.

In this way, unless she releases her aura when fighting with someone, ordinary people would not be able to know her true cultivation level.

After all, with her fourth-grade spiritual bone aptitude, it was still quite remarkable that she reached the seventh level of Qi Refining in such a short time.