Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 84 A Door-to-Door Questioning (Twenty-Fourth Update)

When the spiritual vein was born, Jiang Fu'an's family had just set out their bowls and chopsticks.

The bowl of milky white fish soup on the table was still steaming, and it contained a first-level spirit fish—the Green Armored Fish—that had been raised in their own fishpond for several years.

This meal was prepared by his daughter-in-law, Wang Zhaoyun. It wasn't until the young couple returned this time that Jiang Fu'an realized that his daughter-in-law was actually a true master chef.

This is also one of the many arts of cultivation.

Spiritual chefs are skilled at using various special methods to process spiritual food, not just for the sake of flavor.

Just like the fish in front of her, she sprinkled a few strands of "Qi-Nourishing Grass" while steaming it, and controlled the heat just right, so that the little bit of spiritual energy in the fish meat was completely brought out.

It feels warm and comforting when you eat it, and it's good for strengthening your body and aiding in your cultivation.

These days, his daughter-in-law has been cooking all sorts of dishes, steaming, boiling, frying, and grilling, and Jiang Fu'an has been eating non-stop.

He put down his chopsticks, smacked his lips, and was about to praise her when a sudden tremor came from the soles of his feet.

The door to the main room was not closed, and a gust of wind carrying a rich spiritual energy rushed in with a "whoosh".

Jiang Fu'an's heart skipped a beat, then he understood.

The spiritual veins of Qinglu Mountain have finally manifested in the world.

Having prepared myself mentally, I wasn't flustered at all.

His expression turned serious, and he turned to his second daughter at the table, instructing her, "Yue'er, have the Fiery Eagle take off immediately and keep watch. Report back immediately if anyone sets foot in Qinglu Mountain territory."

"good!"

Yue'er readily agreed, put down her bowl, and rushed out the door.

Jiang Fu'an then looked at his third son, Shitou, who was standing to the side: "Shitou, come with your father and let's go outside and have a look."

After saying that, he got up and walked towards the gate.

Shi Tou hurried to catch up, but his steps were hesitant. He lowered his voice and asked, "Father—are you really not going to send a message to tell my eldest sister to come back early?"

Jiang Fu'an turned to look at his son and laughed, "What's wrong? Are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid."

Shi Tou quickly shook his head, his dark face showing worry: "I'm worried—if things start to get out of hand, something might happen to you."

Jiang Fu'an reached out and patted his son's strong shoulder: "Don't worry. Even if someone is envious of our mountain, they won't act so quickly."

"Let's hold out for a few months. Once your sister's sect competition is over, she'll naturally come back."

This decision was one he had carefully considered.

If He Miao were to give up the sect competition and go home directly, with her late-stage Qi Refining cultivation, her chances of defending Qinglu Mountain would indeed be much greater.

But then?

How long can she stay?

One month? One year? Or ten years?

Ultimately, she was destined to leave.

Newly formed spiritual veins mostly start at the lowest grade of the first rank. Even if they are upgraded to the middle grade of the first rank by relying on the "foundation", they still cannot support the daily cultivation needs of the seedlings.

Besides, she is, after all, a disciple of the Miaoyin Sect. It wouldn't be right for the sect to allow her to stay at home all year round.

As soon as she leaves, those eyes that secretly covet her will still be watching her.

Conversely, if the seedlings can participate in the grand competition and successfully obtain the "Spirit Gathering Pill" used to break through the bottleneck...

The situation is completely different now.

If Jiang Fu'an could use this pill to reach the mid-stage of Qi Refining in one fell swoop, the Jiang family's strength would be greatly enhanced.

First, he was able to draw a large number of first-tier mid-grade talismans.

Unlike now, I only manage to draw two pictures a day, and I often make mistakes, with a success rate that's heartbreakingly low.

Secondly, once he advances to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, his combat power will actually surpass that of Shi Tou.

Both father and son have now mastered the second level of the "Dragon and Tiger Body Forging Technique," making their physical bodies incredibly strong, comparable to mid-stage first-tier demonic beasts. They can easily withstand several spells from mid-stage Qi Refining cultivators.

But stones have a drawback.

He was of average talent in magic, and because he preferred to combine his strong physique with close combat skills, he did not put much effort into magic.

Nowadays, you can count the number of people who can perform it skillfully on your fingers.

Jiang Fu'an, however, was different.

With his innate "Five Elements Body", he can almost effortlessly cast basic Five Elements spells such as fireballs, quicksand, and vines.

It is suitable for both close and long-range combat, combining offense and defense, making it a true dual cultivation of body and magic.

Of course, in Jiang Fu'an's view, these are not the most important things.

Once he breaks through to the mid-stage of Qi Refining, the newly formed spiritual veins will nourish the surrounding area, gradually transforming ordinary fields into spiritual fields, thus fulfilling the conditions for the "ancestral home" in his mind to be upgraded again.

The three buildings that had already been unlocked were all incredibly effective, and he had been eagerly anticipating this fourth one for a long time.

As soon as Jiang Fu'an stepped out of the gate, a rapid sound of horses' hooves came from afar, rolling like thunder from the downhill road.

The hoofbeats were deep and powerful, yet carried an unusual swiftness.

It's a half-spirit horse!

Jiang Fu'an's heart tightened immediately.

Those who can afford to use this kind of foot transport are nine out of ten cultivators.

They arrived so quickly?

Yue'er's Fiery Eagle probably hasn't taken off to investigate yet.

In his mind, if someone came to his door within three days, it would be considered that he was extremely well-informed.

The stone next to him, skilled and daring, heard the noise and rushed towards the mountain path without thinking, intending to see what was going on.

But he froze after taking only two steps.

A magnificent blue-maned half-spirit horse carrying a human figure leaped up to the mountaintop.

The person on horseback wore a light blue dress and had a tall and straight figure; it was none other than Wang Zhiyue, the head of the Wang family.

She happened to look up and gaze at him, her eyes cold and sharp, fixed directly on the stone face.

The stone's self-illuminating light met hers for a moment, then hurriedly dodged away as if burned.

His dark face flushed instantly, revealing an expression that was a mixture of shame and unease.

Over the years, the head of the Wang family has treated him like his own son, showing him much care and kindness.

He left without a word, feeling utterly ashamed to face them.

Wang Zhiyue had already frowned, her anger surging within her, but seeing Shi Tou's expression, she immediately understood seven or eight parts of the situation.

This matter was probably not the kid's own idea.

Therefore, there is only one mastermind left.

Her icy gaze swept past the rocks, fixing fiercely on the composed Jiang Fu'an behind her. Her voice was chilling: "Jiang Fu'an—! You've truly played a very clever game!"

Jiang Fu'an was taken aback by her shout, a perfectly timed look of bewilderment appearing on his face. He cupped his hands and said, "Mother-in-law, what brings you to this? Has something serious happened?"

It's always better to have one more friend than one more enemy, and if possible, he still hopes to maintain the previous friendly relationship with the Wang family.

Wang Zhiyue didn't respond, but just stared at him intently, her eyes seeming as if she wanted to devour him alive.

Jiang Fu'an could only feign sudden realization: "My mother-in-law is referring to this suddenly appearing spiritual vein?"

"To be honest, I'm still completely baffled. How did Qinglu Mountain suddenly develop a spiritual vein?"

This defense eased Wang Zhiyue's pent-up frustration slightly.

At least, in the matter of buying and selling Qinglu Mountain, it seems that he was not completely fooled.

But she did not give up. Her voice remained cold and hard as she questioned again: "What about the matter of Shi Tou and Zhao Yun? Why did you prevent them from returning home?"

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