Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Feeling the tremors beneath his feet, Jiang Fu'an was overjoyed, realizing it was an aftershock.

In that case, the group of monsters will definitely be thrown into chaos again, and they won't have time to chase him.

He kept running, following the direction indicated by "fortune," and continued to rush along the rugged mountain path.

Although the location of the Azure Spirit Tree is at the foot of the Misty Mountain Range, you will find that you have to climb up nearly a hundred meters to get closer.

He looked up, panting, and saw a large tree, about three meters tall, standing on the slope in the distance.

The tree has a dense canopy like an umbrella, and its branches and leaves are laden with green fruits, each about the size of a baby's fist.

Upon receiving confirmation, Jiang Fu'an was overjoyed, but he didn't let the joy cloud his judgment.

As he continued climbing the slope, he carefully surveyed the surroundings around the tree—looking for any lurking monsters.

Fortunately, the ground around the tree was bare, without any weeds, and the view was wide open, so you could see it clearly at a glance.

There was no sign of any monsters.

With time running out, Jiang Fu'an no longer hesitated.

He rushed to the tree in a few strides, pushed off with his legs, and leaped up, landing steadily on a branch.

As soon as one hand steadied itself on the tree trunk, the other hand reached for the nearest green spirit fruit.

Pick, discard, pick again, discard again.

With swift and steady movements, the fruits traced arcs and landed precisely in the bamboo basket behind him.

His hands moved in rapid succession, so fast that they almost left afterimages.

Even with such a busy schedule, Jiang Fu'an did not let his guard down.

After picking a few trees, he would always look up and scan his surroundings, his ears perked up, afraid that the monster guarding the tree might suddenly return.

Just then, his gaze inadvertently drifted towards the higher part of the mountain—

About a mile away on a steep slope, there was another Green Spirit Tree growing!

That tree was thicker and stronger than the one at his feet, its branches laden with fruit, and even from a distance, one could see a hazy blue light emanating from it.

Jiang Fu'an's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly focused his attention to examine the area around the tree.

There was no sign of any monsters.

"Should we pick all the fruit from that tree while we still have time?"

Jiang Fu'an hesitated.

But after hesitating for only a moment, he gave up.

Since "good fortune" only led him to this one tree, let's not create any unnecessary complications.

Many people have lost their lives because of greed.

He can't make that stupid mistake.

Besides, even if there is real danger over there, I probably wouldn't be able to detect it with my limited abilities.

In the short time he hesitated, he had picked all the green spirit fruits off the entire tree.

Although I didn't count them exactly, there were definitely at least fifty.

Without further delay, he leaped down from the tree and ran wildly down the mountain without looking back.

The ground still trembled from time to time, and the distant, frightened roars of monsters could be faintly heard.

No one bothered to cause him any trouble.

Just when Jiang Fu'an thought he could evacuate smoothly, a figure suddenly darted up from the mountains several miles to his right!

The person rode the wind and was already in mid-air in the blink of an eye.

Jiang Fu'an looked up and saw a middle-aged man wearing a gray robe with a stern face.

That person was incredibly perceptive.

As soon as Jiang Fu'an's gaze fell on him, he seemed to sense something and suddenly looked down.

Two pairs of eyes met in mid-air.

Those eyes were cold and unreadable, revealing no emotion whatsoever.

Jiang Fu'an felt a chill run down his spine and hurriedly lowered his head, not daring to look any further.

At the same time, my heart skipped a beat:

Oh no, the green spirit fruit in the basket hasn't been covered yet!

That person, being on higher ground, could probably see everything clearly.

If he gets greedy, stealing the fruit is a minor issue; what if he takes the opportunity to kill them while he's there...

Although Jiang Fu'an dared not look directly at him, his peripheral vision kept a close eye on that gray figure.

Fortunately, the other party only glanced at him briefly before continuing to fly west, disappearing into the horizon in a few breaths.

Jiang Fu'an breathed a sigh of relief, but then remembered something and suddenly turned his head to look at the spot where the person had just been airborne.

That place... isn't it the cave dwelling of that fallen cultivator?

If this person had just stumbled upon the cave while passing by, that would be fine.

What if he knows the owner of the cave and came here specifically to find him?

If you discover that your cave has been emptied, will you suspect yourself, who happens to be nearby?

Thinking of this, Jiang Fu'an felt another layer of cold sweat on his back.

He dared not delay any longer and sprinted as fast as he could, wishing he could fly.

He rushed out of the Misty Mountains and through the Hunting Forest until he saw farmland, at which point he slowed down slightly.

The farmers who were weeding in the field had disappeared; they had probably rushed home to check on the situation.

Jiang Fu'an, panting, unloaded the basket from his back, took out a thick cloth bag he had prepared beforehand, poured all the Qingling Fruit into it, tied the bag tightly, and stuffed it back into the basket.

That way, even if I run into someone on the way back, I won't be afraid of being recognized.

After doing all this, he brought up the family's data panel.

While in the field, he couldn't determine the extent of the damage the earthquake had caused to the houses.

Therefore, I am still somewhat worried about the safety of my family.

The panels for his wife Su Wanqing and their three children were still there, their names were lit up and had not turned gray.

This means they are all still alive.

Furthermore, no new hidden injury records appeared on the panel.

Jiang Fu'an finally breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his bamboo basket again, and hurried towards Xujia Village.

It was only when he passed through several neighboring villages that he truly felt the destructive power of the earthquake.

shocking.

The mud-brick house had collapsed into ruins, with the wooden beams leaning precariously and sticking out of the broken walls.

Of the ten households, eight or nine had no roofs left.

Although these houses were already simple, their collapse still weighed heavily on Jiang Fu'an's heart.

He couldn't help but think of his own house, which had only been built not long ago...

If it collapses too, where will he get the money to rebuild?

He walked faster and faster, almost running back to Xujia Village.

From a distance, the village was also in a state of chaos.

The earthen walls were leaning precariously, and the thatched roofs had collapsed.

Only one brand-new blue brick house stands intact amidst the ruins, standing out starkly.

"As expected of a craftsman exclusively used by the government..."

Jiang Fu'an silently gave a thumbs up to the craftsmen who built the house.

There were quite a few people standing in the threshing ground in front of the house.

His wife and three children, a group of Miao people, Xu Laoda and his parents, Uncle Xu and Aunt Xu.

They still looked shaken, clearly afraid of further aftershocks and dared not go inside.

Upon seeing Jiang Fu'an return, the two neighbors almost simultaneously exclaimed:

"Master, you're finally back! I'm so glad you're alright!"

Behind them, the old house had long since collapsed into a pile of earth, while the house in front of them hadn't lost a single tile.

I am incredibly grateful for the decision to move in with them. If I had stayed in the old house, I would probably be buried here by now.

Therefore, seeing Jiang Fu'an return safely, the two families finally felt relieved.

This powerful backer is still there.

Su Wanqing and the Miao family members visibly breathed a sigh of relief.

The wife didn't say anything, but stared intently at her husband, looking him up and down.

The Miao people exchanged glances, and their expressions relaxed.

My daughter just got engaged. If her fiancé is gone, she'll be a widow from now on.

Only Yue'er and Shi Tou, the two children, didn't seem nervous at all from beginning to end.

In their hearts, their father was omnipotent; how could a mere earthquake possibly stump him?

Yue'er even raised her little hand and called out in a clear voice:

"Dad, did you bring any good food in that basket?"