Jiang Yanyue looked aningfully toward Jiang Shu; she had coveted that position for a long ti. Although Jiang Shu had founded the company, he hadn’t been very involved in its managent. However, with his reputation, no one would dare obstruct him at any crucial juncture.
Any product they launched was guaranteed to be a smooth success. Thanks to its inherently high quality, Shu-Yan Pharmaceutical Company grew steadily. Last year, it even went public and beca one of the top 500 global companies.
"Today, you do the dishes, plus wash my socks for half a month. As soon as the Lantern Festival is over, I’ll hand it over to you."
Jiang Shu continued eating, not even looking up. To him, money was already useless.
What mattered were the rare resources on Xuanxing, like Spirit Rank treasure dicines and Primordial Crystals.
"That’s outrageous! A real man doesn’t accept handouts! But you have to keep your word! Deal!"
"Didn’t you say you don’t accept handouts?"
"But I’m not a real man!" Jiang Yanyue declared self-righteously, her tone filled with absolute conviction.
Half an hour later, the food on the dining table was completely swept clean. Every plate was empty, save for a thin sheen of oil. Jiang Yanyue, wearing an apron and humming a song, cleaned up very quickly.
On the sofa, Jiang Shu sat down with his parents to watch the Spring Festival Gala.
The Spring Festival Gala had always reflected governnt directives.
Since the Primordial Qi Recovery, the show had featured many skits and songs about contemporary Martial Arts and technological advancents.
This ti was no exception.
"Our country’s technology really is advancing faster and faster," Jiang Yongyi remarked. "In the past, manned space missions alone seed like a huge achievent. But now, this skit was talking about developing space-folding technology and achieving wormhole travel! Apparently, vast distances could be crossed in an instant. It’s truly beyond my wildest dreams."
Jiang Yongyi rubbed his stomach, and as if suddenly rembering sothing, looked at his son. "Shu, haven’t you been in space for the past six months? I think you should stay ho longer this ti. You’re out there all by yourself, with nothing decent to eat, and you probably can’t detect much anyway."
"Why not wait for the country to make those advancents, like in the skit? In a few years, we might be able to jump from this planet to the next. Wouldn’t that be much faster than you exploring the universe on your own?"
Jiang Shu naturally knew what his father was getting at with these words.
He could also clearly feel his mother’s occasional glances, and from the kitchen, the sudden pause in Jiang Yanyue’s movents.
He pursed his lips, stretched, and then said with a smile, "Mom, Dad, didn’t I say when I ca back that I intended to stay longer this ti?"
"It’s just that I’ll be making a trip to the Pacific Secret Realm partway through. After all, you know that the earlier a Secret Realm is developed, the sooner our Xia Country will enter a period of flourishing developnt in both Martial Arts and technology."
Seeing the pure smiles on his parents’ faces, Jiang Shu also felt a warmth spread through his heart.
Although he had obtained the Holy Embryo Condensation thod in the previous Grade A Cosmic Relics, his Spiritual Cultivation had been stuck at the Breath of Thought Realm. It wasn’t until he broke through to the Furnace Fire Realm that he finally touched the threshold of entering Divine Breath. This, in fact, was not ideal. For his current self, it was best for the Martial Arts paths of the Two Realms to advance in parallel, rather than one leading and the other lagging. The reason his Spiritual Cultivation had slowed considerably, its power lagging behind the cultivation path of the Cang Mang Domain, was ultimately because too few Cosmic Relics had been developed on Xuanxing. There was simply too little understanding of the Spiritual Cultivation system. The Pacific Secret Realm was the last Heaven and Earth Secret Realm on Xuanxing. He eagerly anticipated the stabilization of the passage, the ergence of the Cosmic Relics, Xuanxing’s final great transformation, and the harvest he would reap there!
Jiang Shu reined in his myriad thoughts in an instant.
Just then, the Spring Festival Gala skit on TV was promoting a new device: a Martial Artist’s sleeping chamber.
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