Family Cultivation: My Ancestral Home Gets Infinite Upgrades

Chapter 93 The Lu Family of Qixia (Seeking First Subscription)

At noon that day, the sun was blazing.

A small boat drifted in from afar on the horizon, its entire body shimmering with a pale blue aura; the boat was only about ten feet long.

Two men stood in the boat, their robes fluttering, both dressed as noble young men from aristocratic families, adorned with brocade and jade crowns.

The spirit boat emerged from the clouds to the south and hovered leisurely above Qinglu Mountain.

A middle-aged man stood at the bow of the ship, his face calm and his eyes sharp.

He glanced down at the Jiang family residence below, then turned and asked those behind him, "Xuanfeng, is the home of that female disciple of the Miaoyin Sect you've taken a liking to right down here?"

A young man behind him stepped forward upon hearing the sound and bowed respectfully.

He was handsome with striking features and spoke with utmost respect: "Brother, this is the place."

"When I met Xianghe a few days ago, she mentioned that she was going home soon, but I don't know if she has returned yet."

The middle-aged man nodded: "In that case, let's go down and see if she's come back."

"Perfect timing, you can also meet her parents and discuss your marriage."

After saying that, he pressed his palm down, and the bow of the spirit boat lowered smoothly, landing steadily towards the house on the mountaintop.

Upon hearing this, a hint of panic flashed across the young man's face, and he hurriedly said, "Brother, isn't this a bit too abrupt? I've never even mentioned marriage to Xianghe yet—"

"It's alright."

The middle-aged man waved his hand, his gaze sweeping over the mountains, forests, and springs of Qinglu Mountain below, and added casually, "Besides, I heard that the spiritual veins in this mountain have only recently appeared."

"I'm somewhat interested in this, so I might as well go down and check it out on the way."

Lu Xuanfeng's lips moved, but he ultimately remained silent, only gazing uneasily at the increasingly clear outline of the courtyard below, his palms slightly sweaty.

Just then, a figure in light green emerged from the main house and entered the courtyard.

It was Jiang Xianghe.

She was inside the house when she heard the Firehawk fly back from mid-air to warn her, so she came out to check.

Looking up, I saw the spirit boat slowly descending, and the person standing at the bow looked somewhat familiar.

When she saw that it was Lu Xuanfeng, she was first taken aback, then her cheeks flushed slightly, and a hint of shyness flashed in her eyes.

However, now that the guests had arrived, she composed herself, quickly walked to the gate, and prepared to greet them.

Just then, the spirit boat landed, and the aura emanating from the middle-aged man at the bow made He Miao's heart skip a beat.

Lu Xuanfeng jumped off the flying boat first, walked a few steps to her, and said in a gentle voice, "Xianghe, I didn't expect you to actually be home. This is my elder brother."

Jiang Xianghe immediately understood.

Lu Xuanchen is the most outstanding genius among the younger generation of the Lu family in Qixia.

He successfully established his foundation before the age of forty, and also mastered formations, gaining a reputation far and wide.

She dared not be negligent and immediately cupped her hands in greeting: "Junior Jiang Xianghe greets Senior Lu."

Lu Xuanchen smiled slightly, his attitude quite gentle: "No need for formalities. I heard Xuanfeng mention that you live here, and since I was passing by, I came down to take a look."

"We'll also take this opportunity to discuss your marriage with your parents."

Upon hearing this, He Miao's mind went blank.

marriage?

She and Lu Xuanfeng had only met a few times and had a slight liking for each other, but they had never reached the point of discussing marriage.

She steadied her breathing, raised her eyes, and said softly, "Senior Lu, isn't this a bit too fast?"

"I haven't known Xuanfeng for long, and we haven't reached that level yet."

Lu Xuanchen waved his hand, his tone still calm but carrying an undeniable air: "Whether he has arrived or not, it is up to me to discuss and decide with your father and mother."

As he spoke, he shone the light into the half-open door and asked, "Are your parents home?"

He Miao then realized that she had not yet invited anyone in, which was extremely impolite. She quickly stepped aside and said, "Please come in, senior. My father is currently in seclusion and cannot come out for the time being."

"My mother is an ordinary person and it is inconvenient for her to receive guests. I hope you will understand."

Lu Xuanchen did not refuse, nodded and stepped inside.

As he walked, he looked around the courtyard and remarked casually, "It's rather unfortunate that I've come today. But it doesn't matter, I've heard that the spiritual veins of your Qinglu Mountain have only recently appeared."

"I have a rudimentary understanding of geomancy and feng shui, so I can take a look."

As he spoke, he had already entered the courtyard, but suddenly stopped, his gaze turning towards the garden on his right, and he murmured, "Eh?"

One voice said, "The spiritual spring in your garden seems to have an exceptionally rich spiritual energy; it's quite interesting."

"May I come closer for a look?"

He Miao was taken aback, not expecting the other party to be interested in her family's spiritual spring.

She had a vague feeling that something was wrong, hesitated for a moment, and then politely declined: "Senior Lu, please forgive me, but the location of that spiritual spring is near where my father is in seclusion."

"Going there now would probably be inconvenient."

Lu Xuanchen did not insist, but simply nodded: "In that case, I will not go."

"A brief investigation using only divine sense should be sufficient."

The seedlings opened their mouths, but ultimately remained silent.

Divine sense is formless and intangible; even if she is unwilling, she cannot stop the other party from probing if they truly wish to.

While Lu Xuanchen stood quietly, concentrating and examining the spiritual spring, Lu Xuanfeng quietly walked to He Miao's side and asked in a low voice, "Xiang He, have your injuries from the sect competition healed considerably?"

The Miaoyin Sect's Grand Competition allows outsiders to observe, and this young man, who had taken a liking to her at first sight, naturally wouldn't miss it.

"Yes, I've fully recovered. Thank you for your concern."

He Miao didn't want to talk about it further, fearing that her family inside would overhear and cause her worry, so she instead asked, "Why did you all suddenly come today?"

Lu Xuanfeng did not hide anything and told the truth: "My elder brother came out of seclusion a few days ago and heard that the earthquake had broken a spiritual vein in the Misty Mountain Range, so he planned to go and check it out."

"We just happened to be passing by Qinglu Mountain. My elder brother said that since we're going through, we might as well visit your home and also—we'd like to talk to your parents about our matter."

He Miao listened, her ears burning slightly, and her voice softened a bit: "Then why didn't you stop us? You know we haven't reached that point yet."

I want to spend more time with you and get to know each other better.

She always remembered her father's teachings from a few years ago.

Even with someone you have a good impression of, you should not trust them too easily; you need time to see their true feelings.

As the two were speaking in hushed tones, Lu Xuanchen suddenly withdrew his divine sense, turned around, and went straight to the point: "Xianghe, I want to buy your family's spiritual vein. Name your price."

"Buy it?"

He Miao was taken aback, completely unprepared for such a request.

This spiritual vein would greatly benefit her father's cultivation, so she naturally refused: "I'm sorry, Senior Lu. My family intends to use this spiritual vein ourselves and has no plans to sell it at the moment."

Lu Xuanchen smiled and said calmly, "Everything in this world has a price. Just name your price, twenty thousand or thirty thousand spirit stones are negotiable."

"At that time, you can move to the Immortal City with your parents. The spiritual environment there is much better than this mountain wilderness."

Upon hearing the figure of "thirty thousand spirit stones," He Miao's heart skipped a beat.

If such a huge sum of money were truly available, it would be enough to allow the father and younger brother, Shi Tou, to cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining.

As for Foundation Establishment, that is not something that can be achieved solely with spirit stones.

But then she remembered that Qinglu Mountain was something that the Jiang family patriarch had specifically reminded her father to purchase.

The spiritual vein beneath it has only recently appeared in the world, and its value and potential are probably far greater than what we can see at present.

Thinking of this, she composed herself and tried to delay tactfully: "This matter is of great importance, and I really cannot make the decision."

"A decision can only be made after my father emerges from seclusion. I hope you will understand."