I Can See Your Combat Power-Chapter 22 - Nineteenth: Two or Three Things After Returning Home

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Since the two brothers needed to cultivate before sleeping, they both returned to their rooms early. The Tang Mansion returned to its peaceful state, but it was no longer as desolate as before with the addition of bright lamps.

Little Ms. Nuannuan was over five years old this year and loved to sleep, spending more than half the day slumbering. After eating her meal and taking a stroll in the garden, she was already tired, wanting to return to her little bed for sleep.

The night was utterly silent, and her warm bed was like a blooming hibiscus in the quiet.

"It's wonderful," Tang Sen sighed emotionally. His sons were cultivating, his little daughter was fast asleep in a sound-proof tent, and Xu Shuhui had finally become his wife again.

He tightened his hold on the woman in his arms, who looked as beautiful as ever without a trace of time on her face. Only during the night did his passions rekindle. Even after being married for decades.

Without speaking, they snuggled together, listening only to each other's heartbeats.

What a delightful moment~ Tang Sen closed his eyes and lowered his head to kiss Xu Shuhui.

But she avoided him gracefully, and he was left to kiss air. Tang Sen opened his eyes in surprise and saw Xu Shuhui turned the other way, laying on his chest, looking back at him.

Her eyes were still as bright as the brightest lights in the night.

"Old Tang. I have something to tell you." Xu Shuhui suddenly broke the romantic atmosphere.

Was this really the time to talk?

Tang Sen roared inwardly but asked her softly, "What is it?"

The deep voice added more charm in the silent room.

"Xing told me that the food at the Martial Hall is bad!" Xu Shuhui had forgotten to bring up this issue at dinner when she was busy feeding the two brothers. Remembering it now, she decided it was a topic that needed to be addressed.

Again with the kids! Wife, do you know it's already nine o'clock at night?

Tang Sen really wanted to remind the beautiful woman in his arms. It's just us two here now, not the kids.

Also, the food at the Martial Hall isn't bad, is it? I think it's fine.

Although these thoughts filled his mind, all he meekly said was, "It's okay."

Xu Shuhui looked at him with a look that said 'you are hopeless.' Especially in the dark, it made her adorable. "Of course you wouldn't know, you eat without savoring the flavor."

Tang Sen went silent, feeling wronged. Can he, the Sect Head of the Martial Hall, not tell the difference between good and bad food?

But silence didn't work.

"If Xing said it's bad, it must be bad." Xu Shuhui continued firmly. "I'll arrange for our kitchen staff to go to the Martial Hall tomorrow. They are all the future of the Tang family. How can we let them eat badly? What do you think?"

Although what she said sounded reasonable, it's still because of your little son.

While mumbling inwardly, Tang Sen had a thought and realizing it wasn't right, he plucked up the courage to say, "I don't think it's a good idea."

The cook over at the Martial Hall had been serving there for generations. It would be unfair to replace them just because the kids can't get used to their food.

Xu Shuhui is taken aback by the sudden refusal but surprisingly agreed, "Yes, we can't replace them all."

At that moment, she seemed extremely reasonable.

An inner sense of pride welled up in Tang Sen because she was his wife.

"After all, the cooks in our house are junior cooks. If they suddenly become chefs, they may not maintain their standards. Let's send the head cook there instead and have him teach the Battle Hall's cooks. What do you think?" Xu Shuhui suggested, seemingly having suddenly understood the knots in the issue.

So that was not really it.

Tang Sen took a good look at his wife. It seemed as if he was seeing this clear-minded woman for the first time.

"You don't be silent, okay." Not getting a response, Xu Shuhui poked Tang Sen's face.

"Thorough..." Tang Sen answered helplessly. The wife had arranged everything up to this point. It seemed that he had no ground to refuse.

"Hmph, of course." Xu Shuhui chuckled proudly. The shine on her face lit up as if she was just a teenager.

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The next day

As the only wife of the Sect Head of the Tang Clan Martial Hall, all the wives and concubines from the Tang Clan, whether from the main lineage or the branches, loved to suck up to Xu Shuhui. So, the next day, Tang Luo found his home much more lively than usual.

He had no idea how many aunts he had met and greeted. Tang Luo felt his cheeks cramp from smiling too much.

It was the first time he realized how much his mother loved to show off.

"Oh, the predictions of the Martial Saint Mountain are not necessarily accurate. Look at my son, Luo, isn't he doing fine, and his cultivation is steadily improving. He is even serving as a Martial Technique Instructor in the Martial Hall now."

"He's just too modest. Who else could master such intricate techniques just after seeing them once?"

"Once my son Luo becomes a Martial Technique Master, I'd like to see who dares to speak ill of him in Xiling."

Tang Luo's face turned red hearing all the exorbitant praises about him, they were far from reality.

After a full day of entertainments, all the aunts from the three houses of the main lineage had visited their home. Every time his mother showed him off, it made Tang Luo feel like a young maiden being introduced to relatives all over again.

"Goodbye, Aunt." After sending off the last guest, Tang Luo returned to the living room and gulped a glass of water.

"Drink slowly." Xu Shuhui reminded him. She looked completely at ease despite having spent the whole day chatting with guests. Tang Luo couldn't help but admire her strength.

Finally, the taxing morning was over.

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After dinner

Since Tang Sen was leading a team today, he wouldn't be coming back for dinner. After dinner, Xu Shuhui and her three children went into the garden to admire the moon.

"Luo er, do you still remember those trees?" Xu Shuhui pointed to several red cedar trees in the garden one foot away and asked.

Tang Luo followed his mother's finger, the four cedar trees in the garden corner have grown to five or six meters, almost reaching the height of the wall.

He clearly remembered that these red cedars were planted by Xu Shuhui not long after Tang Nuannuan was born. He couldn't believe that they have grown so tall in just a few years, somewhat in awe, "They've really grown quickly."

Tang Xing, who didn't quite understand, also gave a wow of astonishment.

"Do you know what these red cedars are for?" Suddenly sounding somewhat bleak, Xu Shuhui asked her son, cuddling Tang Nuannuan and lightly rubbing the little girl's face against her own.

I didn't know at first, but seeing your reaction. Tang Luo speculated, "These cedars... they're not going to be made into boxes for little sister's dowry, are they?"

Could it be, a mind reader?

Xu Shuhui exclaimed joyfully at her son, "Son, you're so clever."

"Sss..." Tang Luo sucked in a sharp breath, it was really just a wild guess.

The red cedar is a fast-growing tree. Even if Tang Nuannuan gets married at the age of fifteen, it could grow up to ten more meters or so. Four giant trees of ten meters each are being made into boxes for the dowry?

True! Outrageously extravagant. Tang Luo glanced at the already slightly drowsy Little Nuannuan, he couldn't help but sigh.

Indeed, any man who marries her will strike it rich.

Ignoring the shocked Tang Luo, the young children didn't quite understand, so they curiously asked, "What's a dowry?"

"Dowry, that's the gift you all will give your sister when she gets married." Xu Shuhui, her face still pressed against Nuannuan's little face, explained to the little children.

Now I understand. Little children instantly understood, made a large circle with their two hands, showing their resolution, "Then I'm going to give sister lots and lots of gifts in the future!"

"Oh~ Xing er is so good." Xu Shuhui was pleased with her younger son's attitude, and then said to Tang Luo, "These four red cedars, when Nuannuan gets married, will be made into wooden boxes. The two on the left are your father's portion, and the two on the right are for you two brothers."

Her decisive tone while pointing at the cedars implied a deep fixation about the dowry.

"Alright, mother." Tang Luo replied, suddenly feeling rather overwhelmed. Even before he has saved anything for his wife, he is already overwhelmed by his sister's dowry.

Did you think that would be the end? But there's still a good teammate in the game.

"No need for dad, my brother and I will take two each." The little boy arrogantly took all the responsibility for himself and his brother, leaving their father out of the equation.

Tang Luo looked at his foolish younger brother, and a twitch of his mouth revealed his thoughts. Sometimes, ignorance truly is bliss. freew ebnov el

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Martial Hall

Western cultivation room, level seven, building number five of South Ninth District

Fang Han finished one day's cultivation, completing a total of thirty-six cycles.

Even after two days he still could not believe that Tang Luo had simply handed over the room card with such trust.

As well as this divine object! He stared mesmerized at the star, it was beautiful.

The whole metal ball was dark silver with countless complex and obscure inscriptions that seemed to hide the secrets to the Heavenly Dao, all the way to the end of cultivation. Such a divine object fell into the hands of a wealthy family like Tang. It seems even the Heavenly Dao favors the strong over the weak. Otherwise, why haven't I, who am so talented, obtained this rare item!?

"But the Tang Family is full of wastrels." Fang Han thought with great resentment, this divine object being in the hands of the Tang Clan is an absolute waste.

Despite having it for hundreds of years, they could only sway influence over this city of Xiling and barely dominate it. They really lack ambition. If I had had this divine object and been able to practice martial arts from a young age, I might have reached the peak of the Mortal Realm by now.

The young geniuses of Xiling, Tang Peng, Mi Chu have nothing on me. How ridiculous.

He put the Star aside and took out the square piece of white jade, "If only I wasn't abandoned! How regrettable!"

But the past is the past, and those who speak of what-ifs are weak. My future lies in my own hands!

Because I'm different now, at the peak of the Mortal Realm, and also, I have the Yellow Rank method. 𝗳𝗿𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝗯𝐧𝐨𝘃𝐞𝐥.𝐜𝐨𝐦

Thinking of the power of the Star Innate Blade, Fang Han was filled with motivation.

"Just give me one chance! One chance!" His gaze was resolute and unwavering as he glanced down at the star on the ground.

He had already discovered that the Star was not controlled by man's spiritual energy, because even when Tang Luo was gone, cultivating using the Star did not present any problems.

This star seems to be an ownerless divine object that anyone can use.

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The third day

Early in the morning, Xu Shuhui had woken up the two brothers and was holding their hands affectionately.

"You two are going back to the Martial Hall early tomorrow. Your mother will miss you so much." Xu Shuhui hugged the little boy.

"Mama, it's okay, we'll come back again next month." The little boy once again made decisions for Tang Luo.

"Hmm, Xing er is the sweetest." Xu Shuhui was much relieved and kissed her younger son on the face.

Tang Luo was standing joyously alongside them, with his mind somewhere else.

His mood was very good, not because of returning to the Martial Hall tomorrow, but because of the rapid growth of his spiritual power.

Ever since Fang Han started to cultivate with the star, a steady gain of 2.1 a day had enabled Tang Luo to increase his spiritual power by more than 8 points.

By yesterday, he had already acquired 510 points of spiritual power reserve again. Even if he didn't add any more star hosts, he would be able to return to the Mortal Realm in seven months. This made everything he looked at, seem much more beautiful.