"I have spiritual power?"
Lan ng’Er looked at Chen Xuan in disbelief.
She looked left and right, with a confused face, which truly amused Chen Xuan.
"Don’t laugh at . I don’t know how to use it!"
Lan ng’Er shook his arm, acting coquettishly.
"Alright, alright! I won’t laugh!"
Chen Xuan lovingly patted her head, though he had an idea in his heart.
"Do you want to switch cultivation techniques?"
Previously, because her talent was too poor, Chen Xuan hadn’t paid attention to her.
Just now he had carefully examined her and found that her cultivation aptitude seed to have improved quite a bit.
Continuing to cultivate the previous technique would be a bit of a waste.
That’s why he had this idea.
"Like Sister Xin and the others?"
Lan ng’Er’s eyes imdiately lit up with excitent. She used to envy her two sisters who could cultivate his technique.
At that ti her talent was really too poor, even though she was envious, she was too embarrassed to say it out loud.
Now that Chen Xuan himself had brought it up, she was naturally excited.
"Hmm..."
Chen Xuan thought for a mont, then shook his head.
The Nine Elents Dao Skill is not only profound, but also very forceful. Just look at Chen Xuan’s physique; now that Lan ng’Er is pregnant, it’s not quite suitable. As for the Myriad Manifestation Skill...
Although she now has spiritual power, it’s still average, so switching to a spirit cultivator wouldn’t be too effective.
There was a bit of disappointnt in Lan ng’Er’s eyes.
She also wanted to be like the two sisters, cultivating her husband’s technique.
It’s not that she wants to beco very powerful; it just feels like what they have, she also wants to possess.
"Well, I’ll find a cultivation technique suitable for you, and then you can switch to that."
"Okay then!"
Seeing him say this, Lan ng’Er reluctantly nodded.
"Don’t be upset."
Chen Xuan pinched her small cheek and explained, "My cultivation technique is not suitable for you; forcing it would do no good, understand?"
"I know."
Lan ng’Er whispered.
Although she’s a bit weak, she understands these things; it’s just disappointing not being able to cultivate his technique.
"Alright, let’s go eat sothing, the little one should be hungry."
Chen Xuan touched her belly, his eyes full of affection.
"Ah... he’s hungry!"
Lan ng’Er quickly got up.
In no ti at all, the table was filled with delicious dishes.
"Eat slowly, if it’s not enough, let the inn prepare more."
Ning Xin watched Lan ng’Er wolfing down the food, feeling very sorry for her.
Then she looked at Chen Xuan with dissatisfaction, "Next ti when you go into seclusion, prepare more food, don’t starve the little one."
"How could I have thought of such a thing."
Chen Xuan shrugged his hands; originally he thought at most it would be one day.
Ning Xin shook her head helplessly, thinking she’d better prepare more next ti.
Can’t count on him.
After the al was finished.
"Burp..."
Chen Xuan leaned back in the chair, letting out a big burp.
At this ti, Luan Ying handed him a prepared cup of tea, "Have so tea, to help digest."
"Don’t think that just by doing this I won’t speak to you. The September Festival is over, you should focus on cultivating properly."
He drank it all in one go!
Truly comfortable.
Placing the teacup on the table, he continued to scold her, "I’ve already reached the early stage of the Profound realm, with your talent, hurry up and break through to the mid-stage, or even late-stage."
Although now they get a lot of skill points every day.
However, whether it’s the Nine Elents Dao Skill or the Myriad Manifestation Skill, they’re bottomless pits.
Currently, there are only enough skill points to upgrade one of them.
So of course, he chose the Nine Elents Dao Skill, so... the Myriad Manifestation Skill can only rely on dual cultivation with her.
"Oh!"
Luan Ying pouted, looking very unwilling.
Then she turned her gaze towards Ning Xin, but Ning Xin directly turned her head away.
This is one of the reasons Chen Xuan liked her.
After all, in the past, she would jump in with a few words before he even spoke much.
Knowing what should be said and what should not be said.
She had a sense of asure in her heart.
Now without a backing, Luan Ying lowered her head, and let out a long sigh in her heart.
Pretending to be sad, she said, "I won’t be able to play anymore in the future!"
"You!"
Ning Xin extended a jade-like finger to tap on her forehead, "You’ve played for so long, it’s ti to get serious. Husband needs your help, you need to differentiate between priorities!"
Her tone also beca heavier.
"Yes, Sister Xin!"
Both of them spoke to her, and she gave up the struggle in her heart.
Chen Xuan shook his head; she indeed was becoming more and more like Su Yun, that little girl.
If they are together in the future, these two... who knows how happy they’ll be.
"Knock knock knock!"
Just then, a knock on the door was heard.
Luan Ying imdiately got up to open the door.
"Sister Qin is back."
She turned her head to call out to Chen Xuan and the others.
The two of them ca into the main hall.
"You’re back!"
Chen Xuan looked at her and smiled.
He had actually estimated that around these days she should be back, after all, the Extre Yin Mont had passed several days ago, and the battle at the Demon Realm entrance should also have ended.
"I’m back!"
Qin Ying sat down unceremoniously and directly picked up a pair of clean chopsticks from the table and started eating.
"Hmm... hmm... it’s always better here!"
As she ate, she complained, "It’s really bad over there."
"If you like it, eat more."
Chen Xuan smiled; truly a... foodie, no trace of the Great Yu Princess’s deanor.
"How are things over there?"
"We won, more or less."
Qin Ying did not hide it from him, after all, it wasn’t a secret.
Chen Xuan nodded. In that case, it seems the situation is not too good.
Probably a hard-won victory.
"By the way, what about them?"
Of course, Qin Ying knew who he was asking about. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she spoke, "Elder Brother and the others still need a few more days; after all, after the battle, there are so matters to handle."
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