Wan Jian returns to his clan!

Chapter 75 Ancestral Grave Smoke
Lu Wubing remained expressionless.

But he secretly harbored doubts.

He didn't know what kind of demands Senior Sister Shen had.

But he was pretty sure of one thing.

Shen Xinzhu must have guessed something.

Otherwise, based solely on rumors, she wouldn't have kept urging herself to participate in the Three Sects Competition, and even seemed to hope that she would win the top spot.

This is very unreasonable.

Lu Wubing also realized that what Senior Sister Shen said was not entirely empty praise, but mostly from the bottom of her heart.

In other words, she genuinely believed she had a chance to take the top spot.

"Give."

Shen Xinzhu opened the sachet she carried with her, took out a small round ball, and handed it over.

"what is this?"

Lu Wubing reached out and took it; it was sealed with a wax coating and looked like a pill.

Shen Xinzhu smiled and said, "You call me senior sister, so as your senior sister, I can't just leave without showing any appreciation. I'll give you this [Heavenly Dragon Heart-Protecting Pill] to lend you a helping hand."

"Then thank you, Senior Sister."

Lu Wubing thanked him softly and carefully accepted the gift.

They didn't ask her what the elixir was like or what its effects were.

Clearly, Shen Xinzhu thought she knew.

For the recipient of a gift, it would be somewhat impolite to inquire about its value and purpose.

After chatting for a few more minutes, Shen Xinzhu didn't linger and took her leave. Lu Wubing, deep in thought, clutched the pill and went to find his father.

"What did you say? This is the Heavenly Dragon Heart-Protecting Pill."

Lu Changfeng was no fool.

He is particularly knowledgeable about medicines.

He carefully removed the wax coating, used a thin wooden knife to gently rub off a little powder, smelled it, and then licked it with his tongue, causing a bright red color to appear on his face.

"What a fine pill! It is indeed a precious pill, worthy of being a renowned body-refining holy medicine in the martial arts world. The Heavenly Dragon Heart-Protecting Pill is so miraculous, yet it is only ranked second in Dafan Temple. I wonder how wondrous the first-ranked Bodhi Buddha Heart Pill is."

"A sacred medicine for body refinement? Does Dafan Temple have many of those?"

"Where are there too many? Ordinary people would treasure even one of these pills."

Even the most senior monks of the Ku generation at Dafan Temple might not be able to obtain it...

"For an ordinary person, taking one pill can save several years of arduous cultivation, and greatly improve their physical training level."

sloppy.

Lu Wubing felt that Shen Xinzhu's gift was a bit too much for him to handle.

Judging from her father's tone, this pill was actually called a sacred medicine, a precious medicine produced by Dafan Temple, which even the monks of the temple had difficulty obtaining. Shen Xinzhu just gave it away so casually.

Her family is so wealthy and powerful, they probably don't take Bao Dan seriously.
Of course not.

Dafan Temple isn't owned by her family.

"Where did you get the elixir?"

After examining the pills, Lu Changfeng was filled with doubt and only then did he think to ask.

"It was a gift from Senior Sister Shen."

Lu Wubing hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth.

Lu Changfeng's eyes immediately turned very strange.

Chen Yulian, who was standing by the door holding a bowl of meat soup, also had her mouth slightly open.

Several people looked at each other.

Everyone felt completely baffled.

If it were an expensive gift that was sent earlier, it could be explained by some reason.

The situation with this precious pill in front of us is a bit more complicated.

Lu Changfeng even felt that Shen Xinzhu herself was reluctant to take such a precious elixir.

Although his cultivation level wasn't great, he was still capable of discerning whether a person's vital energy was strong or not. This was a physician's instinct.

"Here you go, just take it. Perhaps Miss Xinzhu thinks your physique is a bit weak, and you're prone to injury in combat... wait, injury..."

"She found out." Lu Wubing originally thought that he was the only one who thought so.

This time, even Dad felt something was wrong, so it really was wrong.

It seems that Senior Sister Shen Xinzhu is not as simple as she appears.

I just don't know, whether she discovered it herself, or whether her Uncle Shen Liancheng also found out?
……

"You gave the Heavenly Dragon Heart-Protecting Pill to that brat Lu Wubing, how could you, how could you..."

Shen Liancheng was so angry that he kept blowing his beard.

His face showed utter disappointment and frustration.

This daughter was raised with great difficulty, and now she's learned to side with outsiders.

One turn, and you're off on a journey of 108,000 miles.

"What merit or ability does that kid possess...?"

“He’s the Mad Swordsman!” Shen Xinzhu said quietly.

"Even if he's a mad swordsman... what's so mad about him?" Shen Liancheng's anger hadn't subsided, and he was about to earnestly teach his daughter not to be so wasteful.

The old father obtained two precious pills, and in order to increase his children's strength, he went through countless hardships and incurred countless favors.

The son took the medicine on the spot and began practicing it.

The daughter, however, said she would fast and cultivate her mind before taking the medicine.

As a result, she didn't eat it herself, but the silly boy next door benefited from it.

Before he could fully unleash his anger, he saw the mocking look in his daughter's eyes... and finally realized who the Mad Swordsman was.
The words of blame that had slipped out of his mouth could no longer be uttered.

He fought alongside the Mad Swordsman that day, even though the other party was clearly a senior.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible..."

"Father, as you know, although my swordsmanship is not good, I have never stopped cultivating my spirit. I am most able to sense other people's emotions. Whether it is sadness or joy, anger or shock, I can tell at a glance."

Just like you, Father, although your face is full of anger, you are not truly angry; rather, you are secretly delighted.

Shen Xinzhu chuckled, reached out to smooth Shen Liancheng's beard, and said, "Everyone's mental fluctuations have unique imprints."

Faces can be changed, and forms can be disguised, but mental strength and emotional fluctuations never change, and no one would ever try to hide these.

"You are not allowed to sense Father."

Shen Liancheng stroked his beard, feigning annoyance, but inwardly he was quite pleased.

What is it like to have a daughter who can sense other people's emotions?
Shen Liancheng could only say that he was experiencing both pain and pleasure.

It can make you feel good anytime, anywhere, just like the most comforting little cotton-padded jacket. Just looking at it melts the old father's heart.

However, he also knew that this was not what the girl truly wanted to do.

Rather, it was the suffering he experienced in his childhood that shaped all of this and made it a part of his habits.

What kind of suffering could drive a three- or four-year-old girl to constantly try to please others...?

Shen Liancheng didn't want to recall it, but for no reason, he remembered that snowy night again.

A hint of pity flickered in his eyes.

It vanished without a trace in the blink of an eye.

He knew that the girl didn't like her family pitying her; in fact, she didn't need anyone's pity.

The figure hidden deep in the darkness, silently cultivating until dawn, did not wish to be watched by others at all times.

"Fine, I'll give it to you then."

Shen Liancheng sighed, thinking to himself that the kid got off easy.

However, at the age of sixteen, his swordsmanship was perfected, even if it was just a single thrusting move.

What kind of monster is this?
What merit or ability does Ouyang Zheng possess to have such a disciple?

Why don't we go check out his ancestral graves sometime and see if any smoke is rising from them?
……

(End of this chapter)