The metaphysical mother returns, and the villain son stands at attention

Chapter 85: A show of force

Because he was ridiculed, Huo Xingchen remained silent on the way back, with a gloomy face, afraid that others would not know that he was angry.

Gu Qingyin didn't go out of her way to coax him. She was discussing with Liu Ergou all the way how Tuoba Yan became the president. It was obvious that he had intelligence, ability and taste, but he had nothing.

Gu Qingyin waited until Liu Ergou got off the car before she yawned and said, "Give me back my notebook tomorrow."

Huo Xingchen unconsciously sat up a little straighter, pursed his lips and said without looking away: "What notebook? I don't know."

Gu Qingyin sneered, "Do you dare to say that the thunder used in the association was not learned from my notes?"

Huo Xingchen stiffened his neck and said, "No."

"Ah." Gu Qingyin pretended to be surprised. "Then I have to check carefully. How did my original semi-finished thunder spell get leaked? If I don't use it properly, it will backfire."

She glanced at Huo Xingchen's increasingly uncomfortable expression and added slowly, "At the least, it will cause an electric shock, and at the worst, it will cause you to become chapped."

Huo Xingchen instantly recalled several times when he had used thunder spells to suppress evil spirits and half of his body became paralyzed.

He thought that his cultivation was not good enough and never considered that it was a problem with the Thunder Art itself!

Huo Xingchen's face flushed, but he still couldn't bring himself to ask.

Gu Qingyin snorted and laughed, "It seems that someone doesn't want to learn the full version. Poor thing, I probably can't escape the fate of being a nobody in this life."

Huo Xingchen is not only a half-baked master, but also the most valuable e-sports player at present. He is very sensitive to the word "muddy" and feels uncomfortable when he hears it.

"I won't be a failure." Huo Xingchen gritted his teeth, "I'm very popular."

Gu Qingyin was stunned for a moment, then laughed out loud: "I know, an e-sports player. I admit that you are very good at playing games, much better than your metaphysical skills. From now on, just play games obediently, the world of metaphysics is not suitable for you."

Huo Xingchen's expression changed several times. Sometimes he was surprised that Gu Qingyin knew his job, sometimes he was angry that he was looked down upon, and sometimes he felt secretly happy... It was so complicated.

Gu Qingyin admired it for a while and asked, "Have you ever learned face-changing?"

Huo Xingchen was so angry that he said, "I don't want to talk to you now!"

Oh, I overdid it.

On the way there, Gu Qingyin kept thinking about how to coax her son, but she had no experience. After thinking about it, her mind went blank, and she hadn't come up with a reliable solution until she arrived at the old house.

Seeing Huo Xingchen was about to go upstairs angrily, Gu Qingyin said without hesitation, "Get up early tomorrow, and I will teach you the real Thunder Art."

Huo Xingchen paused, then walked up again without saying a word.

Gu Qingyin clicked her tongue. The kid was talking in vain. Why didn’t he just say whether he was coming or not? There was no need. She really didn’t want to get up early.

In the evening, Huo Xingye and Huo Xinghai did not come back. Gu Qingyin watched TV series in the living room for a while. She wanted to wait for Huo Xingchen to come down and ask him, but the kid did not come down until twelve o'clock.

Gu Qingyin couldn't hold on any longer, so she took Maomao upstairs and reluctantly set the alarm for five o'clock. She stared at the page for a few seconds, then raised her hand and changed five to six.

Six o'clock in the morning should be considered very early for young people, right?
For normal young people, six o'clock in the morning is indeed very early. But for Huo Xingchen, who has read Gu Qingyin's notes and knows what time she starts her morning training every day, six o'clock is a bit late.

At five o'clock in the morning, Huo Xingchen packed up and went downstairs to wait for Gu Qingyin.

From secretly rejoicing to having a gloomy face.

He suspected he was being tricked.

No one got up in the entire old house. Only he sat quietly on the sofa in the living room like a fool.

Huo Xingchen became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. Logically, he should have gone back to sleep immediately when no one noticed him. But he didn't know who he was angry with, so he just sat on the sofa without moving.

At six o'clock in the morning, Gu Qingyin was awakened by the alarm clock.

She rolled around on the bed in pain, muttering, "Huo Xingchen, if you don't get up, you'll be dead!"

After staying in bed for five minutes, Gu Qingyin turned over and looked at Maomao who was sleeping soundly at the head of the bed. She raised her hand and stroked him indignantly. Maomao grumbled in dissatisfaction, turned his head and went back to sleep.

Gu Qingyin snorted, got out of bed, washed quickly, changed into training clothes and went out.

As soon as she opened the door, she noticed a "steamy" smell coming from downstairs.

Gu Qingyin's eyes widened, thinking, no way. She walked to the stairs and glanced down, and saw Huo Xingchen sitting upright on the sofa.

Huo Xingchen not only got up, but also seemed to have been waiting for a long time!
Gu Qingyin suddenly felt guilty. She was the one who asked others to get up early to practice, but she was late! How embarrassing!
Hiding at the stairs, Gu Qingyin's expression kept changing. Finally, she took a deep breath and went downstairs pretending to be calm.

When Huo Xingchen heard the noise, he immediately looked over with a serious look and made a silent accusation.

Gu Qingyin paused, coughed lightly and asked, "Have you been waiting for a long time?"

Huo Xingchen had a blank expression on his face. "I came down on time at five o'clock."

A trace of regret flashed across Gu Qingyin's eyes. How could she have forgotten that Huo Xingchen knew her morning exercise time?

She laughed dryly, "I thought young people nowadays have trouble getting up. You get up too early. Change it to six o'clock in the future."

Huo Xingchen still stared at her expressionlessly.

Gu Qingyin couldn't stand it anymore. She felt like she had become a hateful parent who didn't keep her word. She walked out and said, "Let's go to the back garden. We can't do anything here."

Huo Xingchen's mood was still very low, but he stood up obediently and followed.

The mother and son walked silently to the lake behind the house and began the first lesson of mysterious arts.

Gu Qingyin, who was embarrassed just now, immediately became serious when it came to serious matters.

"Use the Thunder Technique on me first."

Huo Xingchen did not dare to be negligent. He was serious and proud, as if he had learned something new and wanted to show it in front of his parents. After the show, he looked at Gu Qingyin with shining eyes, waiting for praise.

"Is this my Thunder Art?" Gu Qingyin frowned, "Even if it's a semi-finished product, it shouldn't have this much power. How did you learn it?"

Huo Xingchen's expression, which had just brightened up a little, suddenly became cloudy again.

"Give me one." He added schemingly, "A semi-finished product!"

Gu Qingyin sneered and raised his hand to make a gesture.

Suddenly, there was a loud thunder in the sky, which made people's ears hurt. Then a flash of lightning fell into the lake, causing rain to fly all over the sky.

Huo Xingchen had no time to dodge and was soaked like a drowned chicken. But he didn't get angry, he just stared at the lake. How could a half-finished thunder spell have such great power? It must be a lie!
"Your method of cultivation is wrong." Gu Qingyin said calmly: "Without a solid foundation, no matter how good the spell is, it will not be able to exert its power. From today on, you are not allowed to use any talismans or spells anymore. Lay a solid foundation first. Remember?"

Huo Xingchen was silent for two seconds, then said in a muffled voice: "Remember."

A hint of pride flashed in Gu Qingyin's eyes. You little brat, I can't control you anymore.

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