"Alright!"
"Don't you have even an approximate timeframe for this upgrade? What will happen to my daughter if I fall into a deep sleep?"
Please rest assured, Host. Although the duration of the system upgrade cannot be determined, it will not take too long. Barring accidents, it will take no more than a year.
Besides, your daughter is already five years old. She can even enter the mountains to hunt demon beasts. What is there for you to worry about, Host?
And isn't there so many animals here to keep her company? Besides, isn't there also a teacher to watch over her?
"Dad, I'm hungry."
Just as Mu Feiyang was about to agree, the door was suddenly pushed open and a porcelain-doll-like little girl walked in, immediately throwing herself into Mu Feiyang's arms.
The little girl had a round face, a pair of jet-black, gleaming eyes brimming with intelligence, and two high ponytails tied atop her head.
"Ling'er is hungry? Then shall Dad make something delicious for Ling'er?"
Seeing his daughter come in, Mu Feiyang could only put the system aside for now and prepare breakfast for her, intending to take the opportunity to tell her that he was going into seclusion.
Mu Feiyang could only use his impending seclusion as an excuse to entrust his daughter to the teacher's care. The teacher was someone Mu Feiyang had previously hired to teach his daughter.
"Mm!"
Ling'er answered in her sweet childish voice and slipped out of Mu Feiyang's embrace, while Mu Feiyang went to make breakfast for his daughter.
While Mu Feiyang was making breakfast, Mu Qingling left her room and came before a peach tree in the courtyard. She tilted her head up at the rosy-red peaches on its branches, drooling profusely.
"Peaches, peaches, come down quickly. Ling'er wants to eat peaches."
The moment Mu Qingling's voice fell, something magical happened. The peaches that had been hanging from the tree actually fell one by one, floating before Mu Qingling.
There were roughly more than ten of them, yet the peaches on the tree showed no sign of diminishing. Mu Qingling was not at all surprised by this sight; instead, she grinned and put all the peaches away.
Then she skipped back, munching on a huge peach in her hand, with a Big Black Dog following behind her.
"Little Black, Little Black, do you want peaches too?"
When Mu Qingling returned to the doorway, she looked back at the black dog, her sweet childish voice ringing out.
Woof woof... Woof woof woof!
The black dog barked twice, its tail wagging so hard it was about to snap, while what seemed to be a glistening trickle dripped from its mouth.
"Hehe, I'm not giving you any."
Mu Qingling held the peach in her hand before the black dog, but only let it smell it. Then she turned and went into the house, her giggles trailing from her lips.
Cluck cluck cluck...
After Mu Qingling entered, a sudden chorus of clucking sounded, as if mocking the black dog for being played.
Upon hearing that clucking, a flash of human-like fury crossed the black dog's face. It then went over to the chicken coop.
Woof woof woof... (Old Hen, Grandpa Black is treating you to breakfast.)
After barking once, the black dog turned around, aimed its rear at the hen inside the coop, and released a pale-yellow cloud of gas.
Cluck cluck cluck... (Black Dog, I'm going to kill you!)
The hen burst from the coop and swooped toward the fleeing black dog. In an instant, a scene of chickens flying and dogs leaping unfolded in the courtyard.
Meanwhile, in the dining hall, Mu Qingling was stuffing her mouth with the lavish breakfast Mu Feiyang had prepared, completely unaware of everything happening outside.
"Father, can we go find mother after breakfast?"
Just as Mu Feiyang was preparing to tell his daughter about entering seclusion, Mu Qingling stopped eating, raised her tiny head, and asked Mu Feiyang.
This was not the first time Mu Qingling had asked. She had begun looking for her mom when she was three, because the teacher had told her that everyone had parents.
However, Mu Feiyang had always refused her with all kinds of excuses. Moreover, Mu Qingling had not asked this question for nearly half a year.
For some unknown reason, she had suddenly brought it up again, leaving Mu Feiyang feeling a little vexed.
"Be good, Ling'er. Dad is going into seclusion to cultivate for a while. Once Dad comes out, I'll take Ling'er to find Mom, alright?"
"Really?"
Upon hearing Mu Feiyang agree to look for mom, Mu Qingling's little face bloomed with a happy smile. This time, Mu Feiyang had not used another excuse to refuse her.
"Of course. How could Dad deceive his precious daughter?"
"But while Dad is in seclusion, Ling'er must obediently listen to the teacher, alright?"
"Mm!"
"Ling'er is such a good girl. Hurry and eat, Ling'er. Dad is going to find the teacher."
"Okay!"
Mu Feiyang got up and left the dining hall, going to find the teacher so he could give some instructions before entering seclusion himself.
After Mu Feiyang left, Mu Qingling's little eyes spun about, as though she had thought of something delightful. A faint smile curled her lips.
"Hmph!"
"Stupid Dad still wants to trick Ling'er. Ling'er isn't a three-year-old child anymore. Once Stupid Dad enters seclusion, I'll go out and find Mom myself."
Mu Qingling muttered to herself, then rapidly wiped out the breakfast on the table, as though eagerly waiting for her stupid dad to enter seclusion as soon as possible.
Meanwhile, Mu Feiyang arrived at the other side of the courtyard, where there was a room occupied by Mu Qingling's teacher.
"Greetings, Master!"
The middle-aged man had been meditating, but upon seeing Mu Feiyang enter, he hurriedly knelt and bowed to him.
"Rise."
"I'm about to enter seclusion to break through my cultivation. The duration is uncertain. Once I enter seclusion, Ling'er will need the teacher's care."
"Please rest assured, Master. I will certainly take good care of Little Master. I absolutely will not allow anything to happen to Little Master."
Upon hearing Mu Feiyang's words, the middle-aged man was startled. In his understanding, Mu Feiyang was already in the Heavenly Venerate Realm. If he was entering seclusion to break through, wouldn't that mean reaching the God-level?
But surprise was surprise; the middle-aged man still hurriedly assured Mu Feiyang. This was an arduous task, and he had to give it his all.
"Mm. Then I can rest easy."
Mu Feiyang nodded. With the middle-aged man's assurance, he was finally relieved. This man had been captured by Mu Feiyang from the Immortal Spirit Realm, and he had heard that he was a prophet there.
The middle-aged man was named Liu Wenjun, a somewhat feminine name. It was said that he knew the heavens above and the earth below, and was a prophet revered by everyone in the Immortal Spirit Realm.
For the sake of letting his daughter learn more knowledge, Mu Feiyang had spent a long time gathering information before finding news of Liu Wenjun. After a round of "friendly" conversation with Mu Feiyang, Liu Wenjun had finally been invited back.
Mu Feiyang had not intended to deceive his daughter about what he had promised earlier. When he had been in the Immortal Spirit Realm, he had already learned of Mu Qianxue's whereabouts. However, for some unknown reason, Mu Qianxue had suddenly disappeared again.
At the time, Mu Feiyang had been worried about his daughter and had not investigated carefully. Now that he had heard his daughter bring it up once more, he agreed to her request.
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