Master, don't tease me, you can't handle three of them.

The next morning.

Fan Qingyan arrived at Hanfeng, intending to discuss with Hanluo the issue of the two children becoming disciples.

"A formal apprenticeship ceremony? Is it really necessary to go through all that trouble?" Jing Shu asked, listening from the side.

Fan Qingyan smiled upon hearing this, "Our senior uncle is of a high rank, and our junior brother and sister are of the same rank as us sect leaders in the cultivation world. Naturally, we need to hold a grand celebration."

Jing Shu nodded, indicating that he understood.

"It just so happens that Junior Brother has reached the age where he can examine his spiritual roots. How about we hold it together with the apprenticeship ceremony?" Fan Qingyan asked.

"What do you think?" Han Luo didn't answer directly, but instead looked at Jing Shu.

"I'm fine with anything," Jing Shu waved his hand dismissively.

"Alright, it's settled then. The grand ceremony will be held in ten days," Fan Qingyan said happily. His junior brother's mind wasn't like that of a six-year-old child; he trusted his senior uncle's judgment. Now, he could once again boast to those old foxes about the genius of their sect.

"By the way, when will Junior Brother Shichuan return?"

"Him?" Han Luo took a sip of tea. "He wrote to me before, and he should have entered a secret realm. He won't be able to come out for at least three to five years."

Jing Shu had heard Li Shang and the others mention that Shi Chuan was his senior brother and a genius with a mutated spiritual root, the wind-type spiritual root.

Fan Qingyan nodded. "There are many matters to attend to in the sect, so I will take my leave now."

"Wait, from today onwards, there's no need to send them any more spiritual food. Just send them regular meals."

"Yes." It seems that kid Li Shang has brought the spirit food as per the rules, but that stuff is really not fit for human consumption. Fan Qingyan thought to himself.

He had ten days to write to those old foxes; he really hoped they would all be there. As for the rest, he'd leave it to his eldest apprentice. Sigh, when could he retire?

After Fan Qingyan left, Jing Shu made up an excuse and slipped back to his room. Before holding the apprenticeship ceremony, Jing Shu needed to figure out the light spot in his dantian.

Jing Shu sat cross-legged on the bed, his spiritual energy condensing into a small figure that entered his dantian.

With a gentle touch of his finger, Jing Shu was sucked in again. However, this time he had prepared in advance, concentrating his mental energy on a single point so that he was not dispersed by the overwhelming spiritual power.

This aura... it's the Jing family's ancient jade! Wasn't it already crushed by me?

After sensing the surrounding atmosphere and confirming that it was harmless to him, Jing Shu began to move around.

Although the ancient jade was small, the space inside was surprisingly large, and it was filled with spiritual energy—the spiritual energy of the sacred mountain.

"Did it absorb all the spiritual energy from that place back then?" A hint of relief flashed in Jing Shu's eyes.

Fortunately, this ancient jade was there; otherwise, with so much spiritual energy back then, it could have burst him apart.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, Jing Shu finally found what he was looking for.

A miniature version of Jing Shu sat cross-legged in mid-air, absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy.

Jing Shu walked over. "This is my Nascent Soul?" Jing Shu couldn't help but poke Little Jing Shu's face.

Xiao Jingshu suddenly opened his eyes, slapped away the mischievous fingers, and said sternly, "Don't touch me."

Jing Shu withdrew his hand. The nascent soul's personality stemmed from the most authentic aspect of its original form, and he wouldn't hold it against it.

"When will you be able to absorb all this spiritual energy?" Jing Shu asked.

"I don't know." Xiao Jingshu shook his head. "There's too much. Last time, the spiritual power I gave you didn't even reach one-tenth of that."

Jing Shu clicked his tongue. "That's troublesome."

Although the ancient jade could help him suppress the terrifying speed at which he absorbed spiritual energy, Jing Shu was unaware of its existence when he was on the sacred mountain and absorbed far too much spiritual energy. Now, he was simply transferring his spiritual power into the ancient jade, where his nascent soul guarded and absorbed it on his behalf. This had caused his body to shrink. Once his nascent soul left, the uncontrolled spiritual power would still cause him to explode.

"How long can you stay out now?" Jing Shu took a deep breath and asked.

"Five minutes max."

Five minutes later, Jing Shu's brows furrowed deeply. Although staying here would allow his Nascent Soul to rapidly improve its cultivation, if it didn't leave, it meant his body wouldn't grow. Over time, everyone would notice something amiss, and he, powerless as he was, would be unable to face their malice. Sending away his spiritual energy? That wouldn't work either! He understood the principle of "possessing a treasure invites trouble."

what to do……

“I have a way.” The nascent soul and the main body are of one mind, so he naturally understands what Jing Shu is thinking. “Do you remember the ancient books you read when you were in the Jing family?”

“You mean…” Jing Shu’s eyes lit up.

“That’s right, the only way is to cultivate a dual-infant body. Ancient books record that an ancestor with dual spiritual roots used his two spiritual roots to cultivate two Nascent Souls in order to break through to the Nascent Soul Realm and ascend to the Outer Body Realm in the modern world where spiritual energy is scarce. He attempted to break through his cultivation level by fusing the two Nascent Souls. Although he failed, this method is not impossible.” Xiao Jingshu continued calmly.

"This is the only way at the moment."

Jing Shu nodded. "Come here."

As instructed, Xiao Jingshu floated in front of Jingshu, wrapped one arm around Jingshu's neck, and placed the other hand on his dantian.

"Bear with it." As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Shu felt a sharp pain in his dantian.

"Ugh!" Jing Shu's face turned deathly pale instantly, and sweat poured down his forehead.

"Alright, I've taken it out." Xiao Jingshu released Jingshu and integrated the spiritual root into his own body.

"Go out and get some rest. I'm going to go into a deep sleep now, so don't come in unless it's absolutely necessary."

Xiao Jingshu waved his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, Jingshu was already back in bed.

Jing Shu lay down with difficulty; having his spiritual root stripped away raw was truly painful...

noon.

Knock—Knock

"Junior Uncle, are you there? Lunch has been brought to you." The servant disciple knocked on the door, but there was still no response.

"Could it be that Junior Uncle is with Grandmaster?" the disciple muttered to himself, turning and heading towards another residence.

"Grandmaster? Is Junior Uncle here? I went to Junior Uncle's residence just now, but no one answered." The disciple asked at the door, holding a food box.

Han Luo slightly raised her eyes. "Put it here and then go downstairs."

"Yes."

After the disciple left, Han Luo used his spiritual power to explore the entire Cold Peak and found the small clump.

In the blink of an eye, Han Luo arrived at the bedside. Jing Shu's pale face and furrowed brows came into view.

Han Luo quickly stepped forward and used her spiritual power to examine Jing Shu's body.

No exception?

Han Luo withdrew her hand, took out a Qi-replenishing pill, and stuffed it into Jing Shu's mouth. This little brat has a lot of secrets; who knows what he's done this time.

After taking the elixir, Jing Shu's complexion improved significantly, his brows gradually relaxed, and he fell into a deep sleep.

Han Luo scooped up Jing Shu with one hand and carried him back to his residence. After placing him on the bed, he glanced at the food box on the table.

Hmm... We can't waste food.

So, Han Luo began to enjoy it without any qualms.