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In the blink of an eye.
Another two months passed.
Chen Sheng’s centennial birthday quietly arrived.
He did not hold a grand celebration, but rely set up two tables for a family feast at Pill Furnace Peak.
Wu Guang, Hua Xiu, Hua Xun, Chen Yu, Lin Yi, Li Yang, Li Hua...
A total of eight offspring with Earth Grade Spiritual Roots, along with Chen Sheng’s side-raised Chen Yuquan, gathered as nine sons to celebrate his birthday.
Among the nine, Wu Guang was the eldest, now fifty-five years old, at Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, not far from Late-stage Foundation Establishnt.
The others, except for the youngest Li Hua, were still young, only ten years old, still at Qi Cultivation Realm.
The others were all Foundation Establishnt Cultivators.
Hua Xun, Li Yang, and Lin Yi were slightly older, all reaching Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt.
They all had Earth Grade Spiritual Roots, the Seed of Core Formation for each family, receiving nurturing from a young age, backed by their father, Chen Sheng, a Tier Three Alchemy Grandmaster.
They never lacked various High Tier Elixir Pills, and their cultivation speed was outstanding in the sect’s history.
Although they weren’t raised by Chen Sheng’s side, their relationship was quite good, and the atmosphere was harmonious at this mont.
If they were truly raised by his side, it likely wouldn’t be as harmonious.
Wu Guang felt quite regretful at this mont:
"What a pity that the current tense atmosphere turned our previous plans into nothing."
At this mont, Wu Lingshuang, sitting next to Chen Sheng, couldn’t help but laugh.
Chen Sheng was curious: "What’s funny?"
Wu Lingshuang looked at Wu Guang:
"You should ask him what’s funny?"
Wu Guang was rather forthcoming:
"I initially contacted several siblings, planning to gather a hundred Foundation Establishnt cultivators for father’s birthday celebration!"
"The people were ready, but unfortunately, due to the strictness of the sect, many siblings couldn’t make it inside, so the plan was abandoned."
After saying this, he took out a birthday gift from his chest, the hundred people didn’t make it, but the gift did!
Chen Sheng chuckled lightly upon hearing this:
"You sure know how to organize a lively gathering!"
Wu Guang laughed heartily upon hearing this:
"The next ti father celebrates, I will definitely arrange a lively celebration!"
...
Ti slowly passed, and in the blink of an eye, ten years had gone by.
Since the alliance of the Three Sects cleared out the Demon Cultivators, the Cultivation Realm has gradually returned to peace.
Although there were occasional small-scale disturbances by Demon Cultivators, it was nothing compared to the previous rampant chaos.
Many low-level cultivators finally didn’t have to live in constant fear, the markets beca bustling again, ore veins resud mining, and everyone had a long-lost smile on their faces.
Yet, the senior mbers of the Three Sects did not dare to relax.
Qinghua Sect’s Demon Testing Array still operated daily, while the cultivators of the Li Xiao Sect patrolled the borders, and the Law Enforcent Cultivators of the Yue Ling Sect continued their inspections without rest.
Occasionally, Chen Sheng would stand at the entrance of Hidden Dragon Cave, gazing at the distant silhouette of Fenghua Immortal City, unable to hold back a sigh:
"The calm before the storm!"
On this day, Chen Sheng rarely refrained from entering seclusion and instead went to the "Fire Spirit Palace" of the Pill Hall—ho of the Alchemy Alliance’s training for young alchemists.
As soon as he stepped into the Fire Spirit Palace, he heard a familiar voice coming from inside the hall:
"Controlling the heat is crucial during alchemy, especially when refining ’Purifying Heart Pill’, the fla must not be too fierce, or the ingredients will scorch. It also must not be too weak, or the dicinal properties can’t be fully extracted..."
Following the voice, Chen Sheng walked into the hall.
He saw a middle-aged cultivator standing in the hall, wearing the blue robes of the Alchemy Alliance, with a Tier Two Alchemist token hanging at his waist, explaining alchemical techniques to dozens of young disciples.
The cultivator had a face that appeared honest and familiar, none other than Zhao Yi, the child brought by Zhao Jinhua back then.
Zhao Yi obviously noticed Chen Sheng too, pausing his lecture, eyes shining with excitent.
After finishing the key points, he gave the disciples so instructions, then hurriedly strode towards Chen Sheng and respectfully saluted:
"Disciple Zhao Yi greets Grandmaster!"
Decades passed, and Zhao Yi had beco middle-aged, not only successfully establishing his foundation but also entering the tutelage of Chen Sheng’s disciple Hu Bao, becoming the third-generation disciple under Chen Sheng.
He is now one of the lecturing elders in the Fire Spirit Palace.
Chen Sheng looked at him warmly, satisfaction evident in his eyes:
"Your lecture was clear and well-organized, even covering minute details of heat control, much better than your master back in the day."
Receiving Chen Sheng’s praise, Zhao Yi’s face instantly flushed, and he bead:
"It’s all thanks to the guidance of Grandmaster and my master! I rely passed on what you taught him to the younger generation."
Chen Sheng chuckled softly, patting his shoulder:
"Teach well, the future of the Alchemy Alliance depends on young people like you."
After saying this, he gave a few more reminders about alchemy precautions before turning around to leave.
Upon returning to Pill Furnace Peak, Chen Sheng felt a familiar mana fluctuation emanating from the direction of the Seclusion Cave.
He quickly walked over to see the stone door of the cave slowly opening, with a scarlet escape light flying out, transforming into Chen Yuquan upon landing.
The current aura of Chen Yuquan was stable and majestic, evidently at Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt!
He wore a scarlet brocade robe, the fla pattern on his brow clearer, his eyes sharp as a blade, clearly not only had his cultivation advanced, but his mastery in Fire Daoist Skill had beco more refined.
"Father."
Chen Yuquan bowed respectfully to Chen Sheng, with a hint of joy in his voice.
Chen Sheng glanced at him, a subtle smile forming at his lips:
"Impressive, Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, nearly catching up with your father."
Upon hearing this, Chen Yuquan hurriedly replied:
"Without father’s support, I couldn’t have advanced so quickly."
Chen Sheng waved his hand dismissively, asking:
"We’re family, no need for such formalities."
"What’s your plan now? Will you continue your position with the Demon Slaying Hall?"
Chen Yuquan had his plans well thought out:
"I plan to delve deeper into the Path of Artifact Refining. Now that I’m at Mid-stage Foundation Establishnt, I might advance further."
"I aim to refine the Li Fire Pillar to enhance its power, giving us an edge against Demon Cultivators in the future."
Chen Sheng nodded in agreent and then reminded:
"Refining is important, but don’t forget to study the Escape Technique."
"Demon Cultivators are rely dormant, they will inevitably return, and during such turbulent tis, escape techniques are crucial for survival."
"Your ’Red Cloud Escape’ is fast, yet not agile enough. A few years ago, I acquired the ’Eight-sided Fire Escape’ Daoist Skill; practice it, it might save your life in critical monts."
Saying this, he flicked his finger, sending a strand of Spirit Light into Chen Yuquan’s forehead, containing the training incantations for the ’Eight-sided Fire Escape’.
Chen Yuquan imdiately bowed in gratitude:
"Thank you, father! I will train diligently and won’t disappoint you!"
...
The Qinghua Villa of Pill Furnace Peak.
Wu Lingshuang sat on a stone bench within the courtyard, holding a toddler of about three years old in her arms.
The little girl wore a pink dress, her hair styled into two small buns, holding a rattle drum, laughing gleefully.
Fang Mochou stood nearby, watching the scene with a gentle smile.
The toddler was her daughter, nad Fang Nianxi, now three years old, lively and adorable.
Back then, after Fang Mochou established her foundation, she married a chosen Foundation Establishnt Cultivator, but her married life turned out differently than she had imagined...
Mismatched families, a chaotic household!
It wasn’t until her daughter was born that Fang Mochou suddenly matured, finally understanding why her parents always took her to play at the Chen Mansion when she was young.
The reason was simply to pave the way for their children!
Wu Lingshuang looked down at Fang Nianxi in her arms, gently pinching her little cheek, smiling as she hinted:
"Nianxi is such a good girl, much more obedient than your mother was as a child."
Fang Mochou, hearing this, felt a bit embarrassed and said:
"Auntie, please don’t tease , I was just ignorant back then."
Wu Lingshuang raised her head, looking at Fang Mochou, eyes filled with nostalgia.
Now, Fang Mochou was no longer the proud and picky person she once was, her brow now carrying a maternal gentleness, the whole person had beco softer.
Wu Lingshuang let out a gentle sigh:
"A grown woman changes rapidly, you’re better now."
"Back then, I worried that you were too strong-headed, but now it seems I worried too much."
Fang Nianxi seed to understand their conversation, lifted the rattle, and shook it at Fang Mochou:
"Mom, play, Nianxi wants to play with mom."
Fang Mochou smiled and walked over, taking her daughter from Wu Lingshuang’s arms and kissing her cheek:
"Alright, mom will play with you."
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