From the Carp that Brings Children to the Celestial Officials

Chapter 384 Five Years
You Ming finally saw Qinglian Jun's reincarnation with his own eyes.

The baby was wrapped in a plain cloth swaddle, looking all wrinkled, and occasionally let out muffled whimpers.

The remnants of Qinglian Jun's soul were indeed still there, but they were extremely faint. Apart from a faint trace of aura that You Ming sensed with the [Fetal Light Divine Contract], he was no different from an ordinary infant.

He gazed at the child, his heart filled with complex emotions.

The once all-powerful Lord Qinglian, who once commanded a vast lake, now possesses only a wisp of pure energy, almost completely dissipated, transformed into a frail infant in the human world.

The world changes so much, it's truly heartbreaking.

Perhaps sensing You Ming's gaze, the baby slowly opened its eyes and looked at the world with curiosity.

"Young master, Qinglian and you seem to have quite a connection."

Yang Dashan, watching from the side, immediately laughed and jokingly said something.

"Please have some tea first, guest. There's nothing fancy here in the countryside, so please don't mind."

Yang Dashan's mother then brought out a porcelain bowl. It was clear that the old woman had put a lot of thought into it, as she had specially chosen a bowl with fewer chips. She had filled it with an egg and even added some sesame oil.

Not only did You Ming get a share, but the midwife who came to deliver the baby also got a bowl.

"Thank you."

You Ming nodded and took out a gold lock from his sleeve.

The gold lock was small, but it was ancient and heavy, with water ripple patterns on the edges, and the three characters "Yong An Ning" were faintly engraved on it, shimmering slightly.

It contains a trace of his divine power; any child who wears it will be free from illness and enjoy good health.

He bent down and gently placed the gold lock on the child's chest.

"Young master, this is absolutely unacceptable..."

Yang Dashan's expression changed. Although he was not worldly-wise, he knew that this gold lock was extremely valuable.

"It's nothing, just a small token of my appreciation."

You Ming smiled and stopped Yang Dashan from taking off the golden lock, which contained his blessing.

After the golden lock was put on, the baby actually giggled. In a place unseen by everyone, a faint watery glow appeared, like a spring just beginning to gush forth, reflecting on the child's brow. It disappeared in an instant, leaving only a layer of pure and ethereal energy.

"This...this is unacceptable."

"Ugh……"

Yang Dashan was immediately restless. Even if he sold his whole family, it wouldn't be as valuable as this gold lock.

But because of You Ming's insistence, they had no choice but to accept it.

"But speaking of which, I do have a favor to ask of Brother Yang."

You Ming was playing with the baby while talking to Yang Dashan.

"Young Master You, please feel free to speak your mind."

Having received such a generous gift, Yang Dashan was only thinking of repaying it, so he wouldn't hesitate to do so.

“I recently traveled to the vicinity of Yuanling Mountain and found the scenery here to be excellent, so I wanted to stay here for a while.”

"Brother Yang, could you help me find a place to stay, or buy me a piece of land?"

You Ming said with a smile.

"What's so difficult about this? I'll just go and tell the village head."

Yang Dashan had thought it would be something difficult, but when he heard it was just a small matter, he readily agreed.

After all, there are many families with the surname Yang in Yangjiaoshui Village, and it is still his third grandfather's place. It's just a matter of a word or a meal.

……

Five years have passed in the blink of an eye.

Yangjiaoshui Village remains unchanged, with smoke rising from the eaves, children chasing each other on the ridges of the fields, and a stream flowing around the village, its waters clear and crisp.

"Brother Youming, I'm here to play with you!" A little girl wearing a floral dress and with two braids in her hair skipped and hopped over. Her voice arrived before she did.

"Qinglian, you should call him Uncle."

A handsome young man pushed open the gate to the small courtyard and let the little girl in.

The boy was tall and slender, and even though he was only wearing an ordinary blue cloth shirt, he still had an indescribable otherworldly charm.

After Yang Qinglian was born, You Ming lived in the village, just like any other ordinary person.

Once you reach the "Tribulations" level, cultivation is no longer useful. What's more important is "nurturing" and "concealing." Only by overcoming numerous tribulations can you advance further.

"Brother Youming, how come you are so handsome? My mother said you are like a god descended to earth."

"Are you really a god?"

Five-year-old Yang Qinglian was at the peak of her energy. Her colorful clothes were covered in mud, and her little paws were black, as if she had just been playing around somewhere.

She seemed to have endless questions, but You Ming didn't find her annoying and just smiled calmly.

"Uncle is a god, do you want to be a god?"

You Ming looked at Yang Qinglian. Although the child was only five years old, a normal cultivator would be eight years old even if they started cultivating from a young age.

However, we can now teach them some methods for nourishing and cultivating their bodies, so that they can gradually lay a foundation.

"Wow……"

"Can I become a god too?"

"Then I want to be the Monkey King, and I want to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace!"

You Ming had told her the story of "Journey to the West" before. In the eyes of a little kid, being a god is the most prestigious thing.

If a cultivator were to utter the story of causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, it would certainly be considered taboo, but who would hold a child accountable?

"Then I will teach you some skills. Once you learn them, you can become an immortal."

You Ming is now very good at communicating with children, even though he has never been a father, either in his past or present life.

"Great! I want to learn kung fu! I want to become an immortal!"

Yang Qinglian was very excited, her dark eyes sparkling.

"Then you learn from me, watch carefully."

As demonstrated, You Ming slowly raised his arms, his feet shoulder-width apart, knees slightly bent. His arms hung naturally at his sides, palms facing inward, his back straight, and his head slightly raised.

"This is the first move, called 'The Monkey King is Born.' Look at this movement, doesn't it resemble a majestic monkey king?"

Because Yang Qinglian was too young, she naturally wouldn't understand if you explained things in too complicated a way, so You Ming tried to simplify the actions as much as possible and even gave her a name that interested her.

"No, Brother Youming, you're too handsome. You don't look like a monkey. If my dad did this, he would look just like one. My dad is a big monkey, and I'm a little monkey."

Yang Qinglian sucked on her finger as she spoke, and then, seemingly amused by her own words, burst into laughter.

This child's emotions always come on unexpectedly.

"Come on, little monkey, you should try it too."

You Ming waved his hand, signaling Yang Qinglian to imitate his movements.

Yang Qinglian chuckled and then struck a relaxed pose.

"Your steps should be steady, your body should be raised, and your fists should be held straight."

You Ming simply smiled slightly, reached out and supported her shoulder to correct her posture.

Yang Qinglian followed his instructions and performed the movements several times, but each time she deviated significantly from the correct form and failed completely.

This child's talent is still too mediocre.

(End of this chapter)