The cheat system is useless, but I have the strongest living dad.

Feng Xuan's mind was a complete fog: 'A divine-level Spirit Absorption Technique? Fairy Shen's father gave me a divine-level Spirit Absorption Technique upon our first meeting? Did I hear that right? Our Feng family only has two divine-level techniques in total, and only direct descendants can cultivate them. Fairy Shen's father gave me one upon our first meeting?'

Just then, Huo Die came out, and Feng Xuan hurriedly went to greet him, inviting Huo Die to sit down and enjoy the food, and politely poured him wine.

After half an hour of memorizing the divine-level spirit-gathering technique, Huo Die and Feng Xuan had already clinked glasses and become sworn brothers before Shen Yao finally came out with the scroll.

Huo Die: "Daughter...daughter...it's finished...give it to...give it to him."

There were three wine bottles on the table, two of which were overturned, and more than a dozen more were lying askew under the table.

"I had no idea you brought so much wine!" Shen Yao shoved the scroll into Feng Xuan's arms and began to shoo him away: "Go back now, don't drink anymore."

Feng Xuan held the scroll in one hand and the wine bottle in the other, his face flushed and drunken, and said, "Wait a minute, I...I'll have another drink with...Brother Huo!"

Huo Diefu slumped over the table, waving one hand and saying, "No... I can't drink anymore... You... you should go back."

Feng Xuan clutched the scroll tightly, struggling to lift his head and open his eyes: "Brother Huo...you...you...then I'll go back...brothers...we'll drink again...next time."

Huo Die's voice trailed off: "Brother... take care, I... I won't see you off..."

Shen Yao saw Feng Xuan out of the courtyard gate and handed him over to the guarding disciple before returning to her room.

Upon entering the room, I saw Huo Die sitting properly at the table eating, showing no signs of being drunk or unconscious.

I never expected the sect leader to be such a skilled actor!

The disciples guarding the courtyard helped the unsteady Feng Xuan all the way to the Feng family's bathhouse, and only left after handing him over to the Tiger Gate envoy.

Feng Xuan entered the Feng Clan Bathhouse, staggered a few steps, gradually regained his composure, put the scroll into his storage ring, and quickly returned to Xuanfeng Pavilion.

Back at Xuanfeng Pavilion, Feng Xuan took out the Divine-level Spirit Absorption Technique and looked at it again and again, still feeling like he was dreaming.

What kind of family is this?! They casually bestow a god-level spirit-gathering technique!

No wonder Fairy Shen rejected Wu Yan's junior sister so much at the treasure appraisal banquet. It turns out that Fairy Shen herself possessed such a technique, which she could casually give away!

Feng Xuan sat in Xuanfeng Pavilion for a while before getting up to go find the head of the Feng family.

The main courtyard of the Feng family, the council hall.

The three elders of the Feng family, one of whom is a third-grade superior-level eight-spiritual-root, is Feng Lan's great-grandfather, Feng Hui.

The two individuals with third-grade low-level eight spiritual roots are Feng Lan's maternal uncle and aunt, respectively.

The three clan elders and the clan head Feng Lan, who possessed a third-grade mid-level eight spiritual root, were all shocked when they saw the scroll of techniques presented by Feng Xuan.

The four patriarchs of the Feng family studied the scroll for a long time and came to a conclusion: "It is indeed true."

"It is indeed a divine-level technique. Once mastered, it can absorb ten times more spiritual energy."

Feng Lan laughed heartily: "Hahaha, Feng Xuan! You've done a great service to the Feng family!"

The elders looked at Feng Xuan with gratified eyes. The Feng family's children were all outstanding, and the future of the Feng family was promising.

Feng Lan: "How should we address this Fairy Shen's father?"

Feng Xuan: "He said his name is Huo Die. I can't see his spiritual root. Moreover, when Fairy Shen summoned him, Immortal Huo was extremely fast, even faster than his great-grandfather!"

The elders sighed in dismay. It was even faster than the return of the Immortal Ancestor Feng Hui, so it must be at least a third-grade superior quality.

Feng Lan: "What's the name of Fairy Shen's younger sister?"

Feng Xuan: "Call him Shen Yu."

Feng Lan: "Why do they all have different surnames from their father?"

Feng Xuan: "I asked about this when I was drinking with Old Man Huo. Old Man Huo said that the direct descendants of the Shen family, like our Feng family, are surnamed Shen."

The elders exchanged bewildered glances. Did this mean that Shen Xianzi's maternal clan was just as powerful?

There is no large Shen family among the immortals in the mortal world. Could it be that they really come from beyond the heavens?

After discussing it for a long time, Feng Lan and the elders decided to send Feng Lan and Feng Hui to visit Huo Die on behalf of the Feng family to investigate the situation and to thank him for gifting them the divine-level spirit-gathering technique.

Feng Xuan left the council hall and rushed off to find Feng Yu.

Feng Yu was lost in thought in the carving room.

Feng Xuan sneaked into the carving room and saw Feng Yu holding a carving pen, sitting in front of the table in a daze. He assumed that Feng Yu was conceiving a design, so he didn't have the heart to disturb him.

He had been sitting there for a full half hour! Half an hour had passed, and his elder brother was still in the same position, not even noticing that he had arrived.

This is very strange, very unusual.

Since last year, when the unlucky magical artifact that had mocked him failed to sell, Feng Yu has forbidden him from coming to the carving studio again.

Anyone who gets too close from a distance will be spotted and chased away by him.

This is really strange. Could it be that my brother is asleep with his eyes open?

Feng Xuan called out softly twice, "Second Brother? Second Brother?"

Feng Yu snapped out of her reverie, put down the carving brush, and frowned, saying, "Why are you here?"

Feng Xuan: "Second brother, what's with that expression? Are you disgusted with your younger brother?"

Feng Yu picked up a drawing, looking impatient.

Feng Xuan: "Second brother, you're not doing this right. Your younger brother has done so much for you, so be nicer to him."

Feng Yu glanced at him: "What efforts have you made?"

Feng Xuan chuckled, got up and squeezed onto Feng Yu's bench, then moved closer to him: "Second brother, among all of us brothers and sisters, you're the only one who hasn't found a partner."

Feng Yu looked at Feng Xuan with dissatisfaction and pushed him away.

Without any prompting, Feng Xuan leaned closer and said mysteriously, "Second Brother, I've already brought Zheng Yuan right in front of you, what's the point of you locking yourself in this carving studio every day?"

"What perfect match?" Feng Yu looked at the blueprints, glanced at him briefly, and muttered, "He's so unreliable."

Feng Xuan moved even closer, his face almost touching his second brother's.

Feng Yu couldn't look at the blueprints at all. He only saw his fifth brother raise his eyebrows and wink. Just as he was about to kick him out, his fifth brother said, "Fairy Shen."

Feng Yu froze for a moment, her face instantly turning bright red.

Feng Xuan clapped his hands and laughed: "Hahahaha, that's it, that's exactly how it is. That's how I felt when I first met Yingying, hahahahaha."

"Second brother, if you like her, you have to spend every day in front of her. What's the point of locking yourself here and thinking about her?"

"Second brother, didn't you say that if you were to marry, the person must be someone who understands you and whose soul is in harmony with yours?"

"Shen Xianzi really likes the magical treasures you make. She didn't come for the marriage alliance and doesn't even know you. Yet she still spends a lot of money to buy them time and time again."

"To like your spirit is to like your soul."

Feng Xuan got more and more excited as he spoke: "Second brother, I'm not making this up, Qi Wu knows that the spiritual treasures you make are top-notch."

"But who else would buy those unlucky things you make, besides Fairy Shen?"

Hearing that it was an ominous sign, Feng Yu glared at Feng Xuan again.

Feng Xuan composed himself for a moment, then chuckled awkwardly, "Hehe, Second Brother, I didn't mean you did a bad job, it's just that the scene of the sun and moon shining together, and the three races dancing together..."

"It's only because I come to rummage through your things that I saw this. If your great-grandfather saw this, he would beat you to death."

Feng Yu could no longer hide her longing for her younger brother, Feng Xuan, who retreated and ran away: "I won't say anymore, I won't say anymore, hehe, brother, listen to me, go to the other courtyard more often! Go every day! It would be best if you lived there!"

As he was closing the door, Feng Xuan suddenly opened it again and shouted, "Second Brother, Fairy Shen likes you!"

After shouting, he slammed the door shut and quickly ran away.

Feng Yu was left sitting at the desk, her face flushed, utterly bewildered.