Journey to the West: The Immortal Clan Begins by Feeding Monkeys at Five Elements Mountain

Chapter 108 Good News
Time flows like water, and half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

The wind at the foot of the ridge grows stronger day by day, the leaves on the branches turn pale yellow and slightly withered, and the grass roots in the fields are exposed, creating a mottled landscape.

The festive atmosphere of the New Year quietly began to emerge amidst the quietness.

Jiang Yi put away his hoe and returned home along the ridge in the twilight.

The soil beneath my feet felt solid, but a chill ran down my back and around my knees.

The newly cultivated two acres of cold land were located at the outermost edge of the Jiang family's original ten acres of land, right next to the ridge. A few steps further ahead was the mountain forest.

The location is remote, far from the village roads and people, which makes it quiet.

Where the wind rustles the grass, clumps of Illusionary Shadow Grass sway gently, their delicate leaf tips gleaming with a bluish-white light.

From a distance, it looks like bones pulled out of the cold wind, stark and translucent.

The land was sparsely planted, deliberately left empty.

Thinking that if the youngsters of the Ancient and Modern Gang want to cultivate their spirit and purify their minds in the future, they can come here to meditate for a while, which can be considered as leaving a way out.

Jiang Yi pushed open the courtyard gate, and a blast of warm air rushed in, the aroma of food mixed with the smell of cooking, washing away the chill from his body.

The main room was dimly lit, and Liu Xiulian and Jiang Xi were sitting around the table.

Each person had a small stool, with a letter spread out in the middle.

Liu Xiulian stared intently at the few lines of text on the paper, her eyes shining brightly.

Jiang Xi, however, was looking down at the bag of dried fruit that had been brought from the prefecture on the table, carefully separating them with her fingers, her smile evident.

Jiang Liang, that kid, once sent a letter home about proposing marriage when he went to war.

Apart from that, there was very little news, and even though Liu Xiulian urged him several times, he just ignored her.

On the contrary, after starting a family, he became much more efficient, more disciplined, and more diligent.

He wrote one every month, his handwriting was neat, and he would ramble on and on in the letter. I wonder if he had been influenced by that elegant girl.

The first letter arrived most urgently, bringing good news that Wenya was pregnant.

Jiang Yi stepped into the courtyard, still holding the hoe on his shoulder.

Liu Xiulian then raised her head, her eyes and brows smiling, her voice filled with joy:

"I just received a letter from Liang'er saying that he probably won't be able to come back for the Chinese New Year this year."

There was little regret in his tone; it was more like he was sharing his daughter-in-law's burdens.

She paused, then added:
"The urgent matter at the Armed Forces Department is one thing, but Wenya is almost due and can't withstand the bumps on the road. That's the main thing."

As he spoke, he was still fiddling with the letter in his hand, turning it over and over as if there were still words he hadn't read carefully.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yi simply responded with a soft "hmm".

As the family was talking, some noises suddenly came from outside the courtyard. Footsteps were carried on the wind, drifting slowly from the newly cleared, cold land.

Jiang Yi tilted his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound. Sure enough, he saw Jiang Ming and Liu Zi'an leading a group of people toward the Illusory Shadow Grassland.

Judging from that group, they were mostly the protectors and hall masters of the gang, the kind of guys who usually spoke with a flourish and walked with a clean slate.

At this moment, however, everyone had a solemn expression and walked with extremely steady steps, as if they were not going to cultivate their spirit and calm their mind, but rather heading towards some mountain of knives and sea of ​​fire.

That piece of land had only been cultivated for a short time. The Illusionary Shadow Grass was planted sparsely, and although its scent was faint, it carried an inherent chilling coldness.

To the average person, it looks like the wind rustling through wheat fields, clean and refreshing.

In reality, the moment you step inside, the chill seeps from your feet into your very soul.

Young disciples, especially those new to sexual cultivation, are most susceptible to having their minds disturbed by this herbal energy, as their spirits are not yet stable and their tempers are not yet tamed.

One moment you're as clear-headed as if washed clean, the next you're as drowsy as if drunk. The previous thought is still there, but the next thought has already drifted away. As long as your mind is in a daze and your breath is unstable, you're bound to take a big tumble.

At such a critical juncture, the gang leader and deputy leader naturally had to personally oversee the operation, ready to rescue the person at any moment. The setting sun shone brightly in the courtyard, casting gentle shadows between the bricks.

Jiang Xi stood up, patted the hem of her clothes, and looked into the distance at the edge of the Illusionary Shadow Grassland.

A group of gang members walked solemnly into the formation, their steps slow and deliberate, as if they were treading on some kind of life-or-death line.

She glanced at it a few times, pursed her lips, wrinkled her nose, and a look of disapproval appeared on her face.

"They were so scared by this little bit of trouble."

He snorted, his tone laced with disdain: "I went through it last time too, it was cool and refreshing, and I didn't find it too difficult."

This wasn't just empty talk; with her current foundation, she could sleep through the cold ground for a night without even circulating her inner energy.

Unfortunately, this skill cannot be exchanged for any real power at present.

The Jin Gu Gang has newly established a new path of sexual cultivation, relying entirely on the Liu Family Manor for its medicine and methods. Liu Zi'an naturally took over the position of leader.

In the past six months, the method has spread quickly, the pills have been distributed rapidly, and even the order of distribution is decided solely by him.

Over time, this deputy leader's prestige became more convincing than that of the "first deputy leader."

Jiang Xi was naturally unconvinced. She raised an eyebrow and looked like a little raccoon with its fur standing on end.

Jiang Yi glanced at her, a faint smile on his lips, and said nothing, just squatting at the door slowly cleaning the mud off his shoes.

Liu Xiulian took the hoe leaning against the courtyard wall, shook off the dirt, casually placed it under the eaves, and whispered to herself:

"I was thinking that once the New Year is over, I should make a trip to the prefectural capital. Wenya is about to give birth, and as her mother-in-law, I can't just not be there for her."

Although the Li family was a wealthy household with no shortage of servants, this first grandson was ultimately their own flesh and blood.

When the mother is in postpartum confinement and the mother-in-law is in charge of all the arrangements, that's what makes it complete.

Jiang Yi wiped his shoes clean, and as he stood up, he simply nodded, his tone light but his response crisp: "Alright."

Jiang Xi had been eavesdropping nearby.

Hearing this seriously, her face immediately brightened, and she rushed over, grabbing Liu Xiulian's sleeve and shouting:

"Mom! I want to go too! I want to see my second brother, my second sister-in-law, and my little nephew!"

He spoke with a beaming smile, even pronouncing the word "mine" with a hint of pride.

Jiang Yi glanced at her sideways, his eyes holding a hint of amusement, yet also a sense of helplessness.

After thinking it over, and since there was nothing urgent at home anyway, he finally nodded.

The little girl jumped for joy, her cheeks puffed out with laughter, and then she darted off towards the other side of the Illusionary Shade Grassland.

Jiang Yi stood at the door, his hands tucked in his sleeves, watching her back as she skipped and hopped along in the twilight. When the wind blew, her braids swayed back and forth like a little tail.

He naturally knew what the girl was thinking.

Most likely, he wanted to run up to those disciples and show off his upcoming "long trip".

He sighed softly, gathered his sleeves, and before the smile in his eyes had faded, a thought suddenly struck him.

This girl is almost twelve years old without us even realizing it.

She looks more and more like her mother as she grows up.

Just as they were watching the girl jumping around happily on the edge of the field, another figure flashed by on the village road outside the courtyard.

Jiang Yiwei turned his head slightly and saw that the person who came was tall.

It was the servant from Liu Family Village, carrying a furry thing on his shoulder.

(End of this chapter)