No matter what, he couldn’t drown this little brat.
Firstly, he feared angering the Immortal; secondly, he wanted to bask in so reflected glory. Once his daughter becos an Immortal, wouldn’t she have to take care of her family and her future brother?
He had to plan well for the son he hoped to have.
The Immortal ntioned that children around five or six years old could start cultivating, and would return in five years to take his daughter, leaving behind so wealth.
He took that wealth without making a noise, and didn’t make any major changes to their living conditions. In his view, this money was also saved for his son.
The villagers couldn’t bear seeing others doing well; aside from him and Yang Fengxiang, no one knew the Immortal had visited.
That night, he and Yang Fengxiang sched all night, believing that obedience begins from a young age, and they must raise their daughter to be soone who listened to them in everything and loved her brother.
Because of the Immortal’s visit, they were truly afraid to mistreat this daughter too much, only asking her to do things within her capability.
Compared to other families with daughters in the village, their daughter was practically pampered into a Little Princess, drawing the envy of many.
They constantly brainwashed Daidi, making her realize how lucky she was to have everything she had today.
Everything that happened later was indeed as they thought; their daughter was incredibly obedient. Whenever they made a request or cried in front of her, she would absolutely soften up and obey.
Even after cultivating, their daughter didn’t break off contact with them and often returned to visit them, bringing wealth initially.
Later, when they complained to her about their health, she provided so Spirit Pills.
Eventually, they finally had a son, asking their daughter to help test the Spirit Root, but unfortunately, there was nothing.
They cried and complained in various ways, pretending to be pitiful, their anxious deanor surely etched in their obedient daughter’s heart.
She was not a talkative person, but whenever they needed sothing, she would subtly ntion it, and the next ti, it would be in their hands.
Initially, they were cautious, but gradually they beca bold.
Thus, leading to today.
They’d been at the Mystical Moon Sect for many years; familiar peers from their village were gone, and younger generations were likely old now.
Ever since taking the Creation Spirit Elixir, Chu Chengxi believed he was different from those villagers.
He was an Immortal Master, whereas they were re mortals — incomparable to him.
Even though he had been cultivating for years and was still at the Foundation Establishnt Stage, relying on the Lifespan Extension Pill for longevity, he had an incredibly obedient daughter and a son who brought honor to the family.
With these two, he could extend his life indefinitely.
Life beca comfortable, and he felt the Mystical Moon Sect was nothing special, growing increasingly audacious.
But things started to change recently.
Yet, Chu Chengxi still held himself in high regard, rarely restraining himself even in front of Feiyun Zhenren, the Sect Leader.
He truly didn’t expect that his always obedient daughter would actually try to send him back to the mortal realm.
No, he couldn’t go back.
He’s already an Immortal Master; what’s the point of returning to the mortal world? Learning of the villagers passing away one by one only intensified his fear of death.
"Daidi!" Chu Chengxi shouted, instantly tears flowing, "Do you not want to acknowledge your parents? How can you be so heartless, for such trivial matters, to drive away the parents who gave birth to you? How can you be so unfilial?"
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