Luan Ying heard Ning Xin say the sa thing.
Moreover, she seed very serious, not daring to be playful anymore.
Nodding, "I understand, sister."
"Oh!"
"This little girl seems a bit off; she’s a bit afraid of Xin’Er?"
Chen Xuan watched this scene, feeling curious.
But it’s good; Luan Ying is too capricious and needs so discipline.
Moreover, it’s unreasonable to neglect cultivation with such high talent.
"By the way, there’s another thing. Xiaoqi is growing bigger, and his talent in Spiritual Power will gradually manifest. Keep an eye on him, and guide him well if it appears."
"As for Martial Cultivation...Xin’Er, you might try teaching him the Nine Elents Dao Skill."
He didn’t have the ti and had to leave it to the two of them.
"Isn’t it a bit too early?"
Lan ng’Er felt reluctant, after all, Xiaoqi was only over seven months.
She really felt pained to start cultivation so early.
"Do you see him as an ordinary child?"
Chen Xuan shook his head. At just seven months, he could not only run but speak so clearly and was already of Seventh Grade.
He really was a little prodigy.
If placed in those big families, everything would’ve already been arranged for him.
He was rely trying to see how things would go.
"Alright ng’Er, listen to your husband, he knows what he’s doing."
Ning Xin spoke up at this mont.
Though she felt pained too, there was no choice; Chen Xuan naturally had his reasons for doing so.
Plus, with Xiaoqi’s excellent talent, he should definitely cultivate diligently.
He will surely be able to shoulder responsibilities, easing his father’s burdens in the future.
"Alright, I’ll listen to my husband."
She wasn’t clueless, just heartbroken.
But upon thinking, cultivating well to beco as strong as his father, that was best.
"Yes, that’s how it should be!"
Chen Xuan smiled.
....
That night, Chen Xuan returned to the main hall.
Continuing to refine a clone.
Starting from the ridians for refining.
Chen Xuan suddenly felt overwheld; this was a ticulous task.
A slight mistake... and a section would be ruined.
Three months later.
Chen Xuan breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally, the ridians of the clone were entirely refined.
All thanks to Telepathy, otherwise, he almost ruined it several tis.
"Initially, I thought it would take half a year; now it seems... if it can be completed within a year, I’ll consider it a blessing."
Chen Xuan shook his head, feeling ntally drained.
Then he lightly swept the entire Prince’s Mansion with his Spiritual Power.
After confirming everything was normal, he began to recover.
Ning Garden!
Xiaoqi paused slightly.
"What’s wrong Xiaoqi?"
Ning Xin asked curiously, as she had been explaining the first layer of the Nine Elents Dao Skill to him.
Everything had been fine, but suddenly he lost focus.
"I seem to have sensed father’s presence?"
At ten months old, Xiaoqi was almost a ter tall.
Though his face still looked very youthful, his speech was already like a five or six-year-old.
"Husband?"
Ning Xin closed her eyes to sense.
The main hall was isolated, and she couldn’t sense the inside situation at all.
So she asked, "How did you sense it?"
"Divine Foot Telepathy! I sensed it through Divine Foot Telepathy."
This was a unique Divine Technique between their father and son.
"No wonder."
Ning Xin imdiately understood but was also curious, "Xiaoqi, tell auntie what level your Divine Foot Telepathy is at?"
"Not even beginner level yet!"
"Hmm... Normally, I wouldn’t be able to sense it; father must’ve let sense him on purpose."
Xiaoqi said in his childish voice.
Anyway, he couldn’t really explain it, but that’s how it felt.
Ning Xin thought about it, and it likely was just like that.
"Alright, then let’s continue. If there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask auntie."
"Got it, auntie."
The small head nodded heavily.
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