I hacked through the chaotic world with my blade-Chapter 1561 - 369: See, This Is the Mortal You Despised_3
Ni Haisheng’s demeanor weakened. He said he only wanted to call you Uncle Lin and Aunt Qi to see you married, but was still refused by Ni Zhen. She straightforwardly said, do not casually lower her seniority; in the Cultivation World, strength is respected. How could it be proper to call an ordinary mortal an uncle?
Moreover, on the wedding day, prominent families from Ling Yuan City will send people over. Do you want everyone to know that I, Ni Zhen, was born from humble beginnings and only know mortals?
Ni Haisheng felt that his family seemed unfamiliar to him.
Those once joyous, free, and unrestrained days living in the outer city; every time he arduously earned spirit stones and returned home, his wives and children would gather around him, enjoying the pleasures of family life. It made him feel that all his hard work was worth it the moment he saw his wife and children.
But now, they have changed, becoming snobbish and heartless.
If not for the fact that he was Ni Zhen’s father, perhaps with his mere mid-stage Qi Refinement as a loose cultivator, he would not even be worthy of Ni Zhen’s attention.
Nighttime.
After a busy day, Wei An returned with a duck wrapped in oil paper.
The family sat around the dining table, enjoying a peaceful life.
"Uncle, today two cultivators caused trouble in our shop, fighting fiercely and breaking many things. The shopkeeper, seeing our hard work, specially let us bring some roast duck back."
Wei An wasn’t afraid of the fight; instead, he felt lucky to be able to bring the roast duck back.
Wei An, in the process of building his family and career, assumed the responsibilities expected of a man.
Even if he’s a mortal, he’s still a man.
He must work hard.
Shen Xin, still fearful, said, "In the future, if you encounter cultivators fighting, make sure to quickly avoid it, never try to be brave."
"Don’t worry, I ran fast and stayed far away during the fight, so I’m not foolish enough to get close when cultivators are fighting," Wei An said.
Little Wei Qiu, holding the roast duck with his mouth greasy, clenched his fist and said, "Dad, I’m cultivating now. When I’m successful in my cultivation, I’ll beat them up for you."
"My son is awesome," Wei An said, very pleased. This is what a home feels like. Then he looked at Lin Fan, "Uncle Lin, is the roast duck not to your liking? I can prepare something else for you."
Lin Fan waved his hand, "No, it’s just that I’m not too hungry right now. Listening to what you’re saying, it sounds like the public order in Ling Yuan City isn’t very good."
Qi Yan said, "In-law, there’s nothing we can do about it. With so many cultivators in Ling Yuan City, occasional friction is quite normal. Recently, I’ve been planning to buy some Qi Replenishing Pills for little Wei Qiu. His cultivation speed is really fast. I think my grandson’s talent is quite rare."
Lin Fan said, "I have some spirit stones, I’ll give them to you later."
"Hmm."
Qi Yan naturally didn’t stand on ceremony, after all, it was all for little Wei Qiu.
Night had deepened.
Everyone was already asleep.
Lin Fan lay on a lounge chair, gazing at the night sky. He was already fifty-two years old, estimating that an average mortal in the Cultivation World living healthily until ninety or a hundred wouldn’t be excessive.
If they lived too long, it wouldn’t be all good.
"Ah, truly there are no years in cultivation, such is the fate of mere mortals in this vast world,"
Lin Fan muttered to himself, then got up and walked inside the house.
...
Ten years later.
Ling Yuan City, Inner City.
Wei An was accompanying Lin Fan, chatting leisurely in the courtyard. At thirty-eight, Wei An was in his prime. Possibly due to the hard work over the years, wrinkles had begun to appear on his face.
"Uncle, how’s my strength?" Wei An, dutifully massaging Lin Fan’s legs, felt at ease with Uncle Lin by his side. From childhood to adulthood, Uncle Lin had been there for him, and in his heart, Uncle Lin was already like a father figure.
"Hmm, not bad. Looks like you practice a lot with your wife."
"Hehe, Uncle, that’s about the extent of my skills."
"Is it okay for you to not go to the tavern today?"
"It’s fine, I’ve already arranged for others to handle it."
Wei An’s honesty and kindness had earned the store owner’s satisfaction. Over these ten years, he had gone through promotions and pay raises, transforming from a kitchen hand into the manager of a branch.
No matter where, it’s the mark of a life well-lived.
At this moment,
a young figure hurriedly pushed open the courtyard door and walked inside the house, bearing some resemblance to Wei An but with more vitality.
"Why didn’t you call out when you came home, boy?"
Seeing Wei Qiu’s lack of manners, Wei An immediately reprimanded him.
Inside, Wei Qiu’s voice came, "I’m busy..."
Soon, Wei Qiu walked out from the house, "Uncle, Dad, I’m really busy. Did you know that the Baoling Sect unexpectedly started selecting cultivators from each city to become disciples? I think this is an excellent opportunity, I have to go participate."
"Ah?" Wei An was stunned, "The Baoling Sect is a great immortal sect; they’ve never recruited disciples from outside. Don’t let yourself get fooled."
"Dad, neither you nor Uncle are cultivators, so how would you know? This is all true. I won’t chat with you now, I have to hurry over. If I miss the registration, I’ll regret it for the rest of my life."
After speaking, without a second thought, Wei Qiu hurriedly ran off.
"Ah, this child."
Wei An helplessly shook his head, having no choice. This child had good aptitude from a young age, with rapid cultivation speed, and even his mother-in-law personally guided him.
"Uncle, this child is so impulsive; the cultivation world is so dangerous. I would rather he just remain a mortal." Wei An expressed his helplessness, but turning his head to look at his uncle, he saw him frowning, which made him startled inside.
