Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 68 Signs of Spiritual Veins (Eighth Update, Seeking First Subscription)

The signs of a spiritual vein emerging on Qinglu Mountain occurred a year after Jiang Fu'an moved into the residence.

The changes are mainly concentrated in that sacred spring.

The amount of water gushing from the spring suddenly increased dramatically each day, overflowing not only the stone edge but also filling most of the pool surrounded by bluestone slabs outside.

What's even more obvious is the spiritual energy.

The white mist drifting from the spring was much thicker than usual.

Fortunately, few outsiders usually visit the residence, so the changes have not yet been noticed by outsiders.

In the pool, the crocodile, which was out of the water, was swinging its nearly one-meter-long body, swimming back and forth happily.

Its scales shimmered with a dark green luster under the ripples, and a flick of its tail created a splashing sound.

In the past, when the pool dried up, it could only curl up in the narrow spring, and even turning around was difficult;

Now that the water surface is wide, it can finally stretch its body.

On the bank, Jiang Fu'an squatted by the pool, watching the water level rise, his brows furrowing slightly.

Having plenty of water is a good thing, but how should we use so much spiritual spring water so as not to waste it?

Jiang Fu'an looked at the carefree appearance of the crocodile out of the water and suddenly had an idea.

If this small garden were dug deeper and expanded into a pond, not only would the crocodiles have more space to roam, but we might also be able to raise some aquatic fish.

The jerky I had saved up from the last beast tide had long been consumed, and my progress in body tempering had slowed down significantly recently.

If a fishpond could be set aside, there would be another source of spiritual meat supply.

Once he made up his mind, he turned around and walked to the courtyard wall, picking up a shovel leaning against it.

He chose a corner not far from the pond, stuck a shovel into the soil, and lifted the first piece of turf.

Hearing the commotion, the crocodile next to it stretched out its short, thick limbs and slapped its way over.

It tilted its head to look at Jiang Fu'an's actions, and then lowered its long snout, using the hard edge of its beak to scoop up the soil, pushing and shoving it, doing a rather impressive job.

Jiang Fu'an chuckled and said, "You've got a good eye; all that feeding you hasn't been for nothing."

Before the words were finished, the crocodile suddenly raised its head, making a low growling sound in its throat, and stared warily at the garden entrance.

The next moment, a figure appeared outside the moon gate.

He was a sturdy young man with broad shoulders and a thick back, wearing a slightly worn gray cloth jacket.

Upon seeing Jiang Fu'an, a smile immediately spread across his face, and he called out loudly, "Father, I'm back!"

With that, he strode into the garden.

The crocodile, out of water, arched its back, crouched slightly, and swayed its tail slowly.

This is a sign that it is about to pounce.

Jiang Fu'an immediately shouted, "We're all on the same side, don't move!"

The crocodile, having a spirit beast contract with him, understood commands, and immediately relaxed its aura, lowering its head to continue rooting in the soil.

However, those small eyes would still occasionally glance at the boy, scrutinizing him.

Jiang Fu'an also looked carefully at his son.

After a few months apart, Stone has grown even stronger.

It seems the food at the Wang family's house is indeed quite good.

Upon closer inspection, his aura was much stronger than when he left home, indicating that he had clearly broken through to the second level of Qi Refining.

"When did you break through?"

Jiang Fu'an asked, inwardly sighing:

Four spiritual roots are ultimately faster than five spiritual roots.

Of the five bottles of Qi-Nourishing Pills that He Miao brought back last time, he only gave one to Shi Tou and kept the rest for himself.

Even so, he had only just reached the first level of Qi Refining perfection, while Shi Tou had already stepped into the second level.

Stone grinned: "It happened just a few days ago."

As he spoke, he naturally took the shovel from Jiang Fu'an's hand and bent down to dig.

The movements were swift and decisive, each shovelful sinking deep into the soil with great force.

Jiang Fu'an brushed the dirt off his hands and asked, "How was your time at the Wang family's?"

"fine!"

Stone continued working, his tone light and cheerful: "The Wang family not only allowed me to cultivate using their spiritual veins, but also frequently sent me spiritual meat as a supplement after they learned that I was practicing body refinement."

Jiang Fu'an chuckled: "Patriarch Wang is certainly willing to spend money. This treatment isn't just for his son-in-law, it's almost like he's treating his own son."

Shi Tou scratched the back of his head and chuckled, "Dad, don't worry, I know in my heart that I'm a member of the Jiang family. No matter how good they are to me, I won't be confused."

Jiang Fu'an was naturally not worried about this.

He knew his own son's character better than anyone.

He then asked, "How's the Wang family's talisman business going?"

Over the past few months, he has given the Wang family nearly a hundred low-grade talismans to ward off miasma, and he is naturally concerned about their sales.

Mentioning this, Shi Tou's eyes lit up: "They're selling really well! Uncle Ma said that the miasma-repelling talismans you draw can last for an hour longer than those commonly found on the market."

"Every time he brings them to Moon Spirit Market, they're all snatched up in no time. I came back this time specifically to collect the talismans; the Wang family hopes you can draw them faster."

"An extra hour?"

Jiang Fu'an was taken aback.

He drew it exactly according to the standard techniques in the book and never made any changes.

However, upon further reflection, he understood:

It's not that I'm special, but many talisman masters on the market lack the skill, and the talismans they draw are inherently inferior.

"Father, this is the share of the profits from selling talismans during this period. Patriarch Wang asked me to bring it to you."

Stone took out a small gray cloth bag from his waist storage pouch and handed it over.

Jiang Fu'an took it and untied the rope to count the items.

Inside were fifty low-grade spirit stones, each one crystal clear and gleaming with spiritual light.

Each talisman for dispelling miasma is worth one spirit stone on the market. He split the cost with the Wang family 50/50, which was a perfect amount.

The Wang family was responsible for providing the materials and selling them, while he was in charge of the drawing; this arrangement was fair.

However, his actual gains went far beyond that.

He had a 90% success rate in drawing talismans to ward off evil spirits, but he only reported 70% to the Wang family.

He secretly kept the extra 20% of the talismans, which was another considerable sum of money.

As they were talking, the crocodile digging in the soil suddenly raised its head again, letting out a low growl, its eyes fixed on the garden entrance.

The next moment, a white figure appeared outside the moon gate.

She was a young girl, about seventeen or eighteen years old, dressed in a neat white outfit with a leather belt around her waist.

It was Jiang Xianghe.

Jiang Fu'an chuckled, "What a wonderful day it is today! You two siblings have come back together."

Jiang Xianghe stepped into the garden with light steps: "I didn't make an appointment with Shi Tou, it was just a coincidence."

As she spoke, her gaze swept over the two of them, and she suddenly paused, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes: "Father, Stone, it's only been a year, how come your cultivation has improved so much?"

"It's all thanks to the Qi-Nourishing Pill you brought back last time."

Jiang Fu'an then asked, "Did you buy more this time?"

Jiang Xianghe shook his head: "Ever since I heard that taking too many pills can accumulate toxins, I haven't dared to buy you any more."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Fu'an felt a pang of regret.

He had a long lifespan and was not actually afraid of pill poison. He had originally planned to continue to rely on pills to increase his cultivation speed.

However, since his daughter didn't buy it out of concern, he couldn't say anything more.

Anyway, I can just buy it secretly when I need it in the future, so the children won't worry.