Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

In the original owner's memories, Jiang Fu'an learned that the Jiang family had once been a prominent family that produced immortals.

However, the original owner's father had an ordinary status in the clan, and later some conflicts arose, so he simply moved out with his whole family and set up his own household.

After Jiang Fu'an transmigrated here, he never contacted the Jiang family.

He thought he would probably never have anything to do with that side again in his life.

Unexpectedly, not long after, they ran into each other again.

The woman leading the group bore a striking resemblance to He Miao in her features.

Seeing her stop and specifically ask about He Miao's name, Jiang Fu'an guessed seven or eight parts of the story in his mind—

This woman is most likely a member of the Jiang family.

Therefore, he signaled to He Miao to answer truthfully.

But when he heard the other party say that they would take the seedlings to test their spiritual roots, Jiang Fu'an hesitated.

He was afraid that if the test revealed that the seedling had three spiritual roots, the other party would take the person back to the Jiang family directly.

Just as he hesitated for a moment, the woman in white raised her hand and beckoned.

He Miao let out a soft cry, and her body involuntarily lifted off the ground and landed beside the woman.

The woman didn't say a word, turned around and was about to fly away, without asking Jiang Fu'an, the father, for his opinion at all.

Jiang Fu'an couldn't let her take the person away like that, so he quickly stepped forward and shouted:

"Immortal, please wait! Where are you taking my daughter?"

"The testing is being conducted at the Wang family compound; just follow me."

The woman glanced back at him, her tone flat, and then flew with the seedlings toward the distant courtyard with its high walls and green tiles.

Seeing this, Jiang Fu'an had no choice but to grab Yue'er with one hand and Shi Tou with the other, and quickly head towards the Wang family.

After much effort, they squeezed through the bustling crowd and arrived at the grand gate of the Wang family, only to be stopped by two gatekeepers.

"Stop! Do you have an invitation?"

The Wang family certainly wouldn't send invitations to the villagers.

Jiang Fu'an took a breath and pointed to the sky, explaining:

"Just now, five immortals flew in with a little girl. You must have seen that, right?"

"That girl is my daughter. She went in to have her spiritual roots tested, so I have to go in and keep an eye on her."

The two servants looked Jiang Fu'an up and down and saw that he was dressed in coarse cloth clothes and was just an ordinary farmer.

On ordinary days, they would never let someone dressed like a peasant pass through.

But with so many distinguished guests in the mansion today, none of whom they could afford to offend, the two of them became extra cautious.

After hesitating for a moment, he finally stepped aside to make way for him.

"Go in."

As soon as you enter the courtyard, most of the noise outside is immediately shut out.

The courtyard was still bustling with people, but everyone was speaking in hushed tones, exuding a sense of restraint.

Jiang Fu'an's gaze swept quickly across the crowd, and he saw that everyone was dressed in fine clothes, in silk and brocade.

The father and his two sons stood out conspicuously in their rough, old clothes, huddled together in the middle.

Fortunately, no one paid any special attention to them.

The crowd in the courtyard had formed a circle, craning their necks to peer inside, seemingly watching something exciting.

Suddenly, a low gasp of surprise came from the center of the crowd:

"It actually has a three-attribute spiritual root!"

"Whose little girl is this? She's going to be quite something!"

Jiang Fu'an's heart skipped a beat:

Could it be rice seedlings?

The woman arrived through the air with the rice seedlings, much faster than him, and had probably already finished the test.

Just then, He Miao's clear voice came from the crowd:

"Dad! I'm here!"

Jiang Fu'an looked in the direction of the sound and saw He Miao standing on tiptoe in the crowd, waving vigorously at him.

The elegantly dressed people around him also turned their heads, their eyes falling on him with scrutiny and a hint of curiosity.

Jiang Fu'an didn't stop, and pulled Yue'er and Shi Tou inside.

The crowd naturally parted to make way for him, and some people even gave him friendly smiles, cupped their hands, and said "Congratulations."

Jiang Fu'an didn't recognize any of them, so he could only nod and smile in response.

Once he reached the inner circle, he realized it was an open space.

Dozens of girls, around six or seven years old, were lining up, one after another walking up to the woman in white.

The woman was holding a little girl's wrist, her fingertips gleaming as if she were examining her closely.

"father!"

He Miao ran over, her cheeks rosy, her eyes sparkling with excitement.

Jiang Fu'an bent down and asked in a low voice:

"Have you already taken the test?"

"Yes! I was the first one to be tested."

He Miao nodded vigorously, her voice filled with undisguised joy:

"Father, the Immortal Master said I have three elemental roots, so I can enter the Myriad Sound Sect to cultivate!"

Miaoyin Sect?

Jiang Fu'an had a sudden thought and remembered that today's banquet was originally held to celebrate the successful foundation building of the Wang family's disciples in the Miaoyin Sect.

Could it be that these five immortals are all from the Wonderful Sound Sect?

Thinking about it this way, he immediately felt much more relaxed.

The Miaoyin Sect is located within the territory of the Song Kingdom, and it was one of the sects he planned to have He Miao join.

At this moment, the excitement on He Miao's face faded a bit, and she whispered:

"The immortal said... he'll be taking me away soon. Father, I can't bear to leave you."

She wanted to become an immortal, but she couldn't bear to leave the home where she grew up, and she couldn't bear to leave her father and younger siblings.

The stone and Yue'er standing nearby were also stunned when they heard this.

My sister, with whom I've always lived, is leaving?

The two little ones immediately surrounded her, tugging at the sleeve of the seedling:

"Sis, are you going to come back?"

To be honest, Jiang Fu'an felt a sense of emptiness upon first hearing the news.

But he knew that sending He Miao to Miaoyin Sect was the best path for the child and for their family.

There are spiritual veins and cultivation resources there, allowing the seedlings to grow faster and farther.

And he himself will be able to upgrade his ancestral home sooner.

Jiang Fu'an reached out and gently patted the heads of the three children, saying in a warm voice:

"Don't worry, our family will reunite eventually. Once He Miao has matured, she can come back to see us."

After saying that, he turned to the seedlings:

"Take out all the wood carvings. While there's still some time, Dad will fix the details for you."

From then on, these six wooden carvings depicting a family became He Miao's only solace while she was away.

He Miao also understood that once she joined the immortal sect, it would be of great help to her entire family.

She stopped expressing her reluctance, took out the six wooden figurines from her bosom, and placed them in her father's palm.

Jiang Fu'an squatted down beside the crowd, took out his small carving knife, and carefully polished the wooden carving in his palm.

The intermittent sounds of spiritual root testing echoed in their ears, tugging at the hearts of everyone present.

"No spiritual root."

"No spiritual root."

……

"Five spiritual roots!"

"Three spiritual roots!"

In the end, among these dozens of girls, one was found to have five spiritual roots and another had three spiritual roots, drawing gasps of amazement and envy from those around them.

Many people are secretly planning to have a few more children after returning home.

After all the tests were completed, the five fairies from the Wonderful Sound Sect did not linger.

With a flick of her sleeves, the woman in white took two girls with three spiritual roots—He Miao and another girl—and rose into the air.

Several figures quickly rose into the air, turning into a few blurry dots on the horizon, and finally disappeared behind the clouds.

Jiang Fu'an stared in the direction where the rice seedlings had disappeared, gripping the carving knife tightly in his hand, remaining motionless for a long time.