Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 100 Come Home Often (Please Subscribe)

On the sunny slope of Qinglu Mountain, there is a clearing in the forest.

Jiang Fu'an stood still, his gaze fixed like a nail, firmly locked onto a large tree thirty paces away that would take two people to encircle.

A mountain breeze swept by, causing his clothes to flutter slightly, and a yellow talisman was held between his fingers.

He took a slow breath, then flicked his wrist.

The talisman flew out of his hand and transformed into a beam of yellow light.

The talisman had barely left his hand for less than ten feet when it exploded with a loud "boom" in the air!

A blazing fireball suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as big as a washbasin, trailing a scorching wave of heat, and roared straight toward the tree trunk.

"Bang—!"

A loud bang rang out, sending wood chips flying everywhere.

The thick trunk snapped in two, and the upper half of the crown collapsed with a crash.

The broken section was charred black, sparks flew everywhere, and a raging fire instantly erupted, engulfing the remaining trunk. The crackling sound of burning was incessant, and a wave of heat hit us.

In the distance, Miao Ruolan and several members of her clan, who were bending over to plant bamboo seedlings, were startled by the sudden loud noise and straightened up.

After recognizing the two familiar figures on the open ground, the group shook their heads and bent down again to continue their work.

These days, they had long since grown accustomed to the sounds of the father and son testing talismans here.

"Dad! It's done! It's really done!"

Jiang Xiangqian rushed forward and grabbed Jiang Fu'an's sleeve tightly, his voice excited: "Look at this power! It's even more powerful than a mid-grade Fire Serpent Talisman!"

Jiang Fu'an was much calmer in comparison. He looked at the burning tree stump and a satisfied smile appeared in his eyes: "Not bad. The mental effort and magical power required to draw this talisman are almost the same as those of an ordinary mid-grade talisman, but its power—is indeed top-notch among mid-grade talismans."

"Xiangqian, you've done a great job. If this Great Fireball Talisman can be produced consistently, it will be the first unique talisman of our Jiang family, a great achievement for the family."

Jiang Xiangqian was a little embarrassed by the praise. He scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "It's mainly because you drew it so well, Father. I can't even draw a mid-grade talisman yet."

"No rush."

Jiang Fu'an patted his son on the shoulder and comforted him, "You have an excellent talent for talisman making. Once your cultivation reaches the mid-stage of Qi Refining, drawing mid-grade talismans will be a natural progression."

After saying that, he changed the subject and instructed, "Next, try to improve those most commonly used low-grade talismans, such as the Lightness Talisman, the Miasma-Expelling Talisman, and the Great Strength Talisman."

"Let's see if we can simplify the drawing process while maintaining its power."

"To run a successful talisman shop, we need both unique, signature items and the ability to sell in large quantities at low profit margins."

Common talismans sold in large quantities.

Jiang Xiangqian's eyes lit up, a surge of energy welling up within him. He immediately nodded emphatically, "Father, I understand! I'll go back and figure it out right away, starting with the miasma-dispelling talisman!"

After saying that, he turned and jogged towards the house on the mountain.

Watching his son's figure disappear at the end of the path, Jiang Fu'an planned to go to Miao Ruolan's place to check if the planting of black bamboo was going smoothly.

Just as he took a step, he suddenly heard a familiar voice calling from behind, filled with joy: "Dad! Your cooking really works! I can feel my hidden injuries healing!"

Jiang Fu'an turned around upon hearing the sound and saw Shi Tou and He Miao, the brother and sister, walking briskly from the mountain.

A thought struck him:

After eating meals prepared by the "kitchen" for half a month, the effects of the "food therapy" finally became apparent.

With a thought, he brought up the character attribute panel.

My eyes quickly scanned the various data points, but the numbers remained unchanged, exactly the same as they were half a month ago.

Strange, why hasn't anything changed?

Just as he was pondering this, the two children arrived in front of him.

Unable to contain her excitement, He Miao blurted out, "Dad, your cooking is amazing!"

"A hidden injury that even many elixirs couldn't heal could actually be cured by food. I doubt anyone would believe it if they told others."

Seeing their delighted expressions, Jiang Fu'an quickly reminded them, "Keep your voices down. This is extremely important; you must not mention it to outsiders."

He Miao immediately calmed down and nodded seriously: "Don't worry, Father, I know what I'm doing and I will never talk nonsense outside."

Her tone suddenly lowered: "However, I won't be staying at home for long; I'll have to go back to the Miaoyin Sect soon."

Jiang Fu'an's expression changed slightly: "So soon? You're leaving already?"

"Um."

He Miao's voice revealed regret: "The sect rules are strict. This time, I can only come out for a month in total."

Jiang Fu'an sighed softly.

He was well aware that once he entered a sect, he would be unable to control his own destiny.

Being restricted from returning home on ordinary days is a minor matter. However, if war breaks out between the Song Kingdom and other countries, and the sect issues a conscription order, they will have to brave mountains of knives and seas of fire to go forward.

This is also one of the main reasons why he was unwilling to send Xiangqian into the sect as well.

At this moment, he suppressed his emotions and comforted himself, saying, "It's alright, the path of cultivation is long, and there's plenty of time in the future."

"When you have time in the future, go home and visit often."

"Every time you come back, Dad cooks something delicious for you."

He Miao looked up and nodded vigorously, promising, "Yes! I'll definitely come back often!"

Jiang Fu'an then had a chance to ask in detail, "How did you realize the food was effective? What were your specific sensations?"

Unable to contain his excitement, Shi Tou replied, "Father, this morning when I meditated and looked inward, I found that the hidden injuries left by the Blood Burning Curse in my body have improved somewhat."

"Moreover, I feel that my lifespan has been restored a bit, and I estimate that I can live for a few more months."

"At this rate, if I can eat this for two years straight, these hidden injuries should be mostly healed!"

He Miao nodded in agreement: "I accidentally injured my meridians during the sect competition."

"It has never been cured. It always hurts when spiritual energy flows through it. I thought I would have to endure it for several more years."

"I never expected that after eating my father's food for half a month, the pain would completely disappear."

"As for lifespan—my senses are vague; it may have only been extended by a few days, so I can't say for sure."

After listening to their descriptions, Jiang Fu'an suddenly understood.

The attribute panel displays lifespan only in years, so changes of a few months or even days are not reflected.

The fact that the stone had a more pronounced effect is probably related to his "devouring body".

Moreover, the stone had suffered deep and hidden damage, which had shortened its lifespan by forty years. Now that it has been slightly repaired, the feedback is naturally obvious.

He did not check the progress of the erysipelas in his body, planning to wait until the numbers on the panel changed before making a statistical analysis, as that would be more intuitive.

With the harvest season fast approaching, a long-standing question came to mind.

He hesitated for a moment, then asked softly, "He Miao, your father has a question for you."

"Do you have any means of obtaining Foundation Establishment Pills within the Myriad Sounds Sect?"

The Foundation Establishment Pill is a treasure coveted by countless Qi Refining cultivators for breaking through to the next realm. Except for those with exceptional talent and a single spiritual root, no one can bypass it to establish their foundation.

He Miao's face dimmed slightly, and her tone was somewhat dejected: "The sect has extremely strict control over Foundation Establishment Pills. With my cultivation progress and spiritual root aptitude, it will be very difficult for me to compete for a spot in the sect."

"It seems that even within the Myriad Sounds Sect, Foundation Establishment Pills are a scarce commodity."

Jiang Fu'an sighed inwardly, but on the surface he gently comforted him, "Don't rush, you are still young, just plan step by step."

"Your father will also keep an eye out for you, and we'll work together to find a solution."