"Yingying, Daoist Dongfang will be coming over shortly. Bring him here when he arrives, and be sure not to slight him."
Wang Mingren instructed her solemnly. After failing to make the cut, Wang Mingren had completely come to his senses and devoted himself wholeheartedly to helping the family.
During this time, he had been busy entertaining friends. He had a wide circle of acquaintances, including rogue cultivators, immortal cultivation sects, immortal cultivation families, and even several demonic cultivators.
"Yes, Ancestor."
Wang Yingying readily agreed. Over this period, she had witnessed Wang Mingren's social skills firsthand. Matters she could not settle even after talking herself hoarse and offering considerable benefits would be resolved by Wang Mingren in just a few words. Quite a few merchants had begun cooperating with the Wang Family's shops, increasing the family's income.
After returning to the fifth floor, Wang Mingren began chatting with Ximen Feng.
Ximen Feng's delicate brows were slightly furrowed, as though she was feeling unwell.
"What is it, Feng'er? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Wang Mingren asked with concern, taking Ximen Feng's hand.
"I don't know why, but I've been feeling nauseous lately."
"Feng'er, could it be that you're pregnant?"
Joy appeared on Wang Mingren's face. He and Ximen Feng had been married for years, yet they had never had children.
The higher a cultivator's cultivation, the harder it was to produce offspring.
Thus, whether immortal cultivation sects or immortal cultivation families, all strongly encouraged childbirth.
Wang Mingren had also been married to Chen Xiang'er for many years without having any children. It was not that he was incapable; rather, his relationship with Chen Xiang'er had been terribly strained, and their marital relations were pitifully few. He and Ximen Feng, on the other hand, got along very well, and their marital relations were