Son-in-law and Father-in-law

Dawn, the night still deep.

In a porridge shop on the Tianyun Plateau, Xian He gripped the large ladle, stirring the big pot of Wood Powder Porridge.

As he stirred, the unique sweet aroma of the wood powder gradually dispersed.

Old Man Yun sat on the steps by the entrance, holding a Crystal Pomegranate and eating it slowly, his movements more elegant than a young girl's.

He had a leopard-like head, bulging eyes, a face covered in stubble, and was over eight feet tall. He was as strong as a big bear, yet he ate like a shy little girl.

"Good, it's got the aroma. This Wood Powder Porridge is half done," Old Man Yun's nostrils twitched as he suddenly spoke.

He looked back at his son-in-law, his cloudy old eyes filled with relief. With his son-in-law's skill in making Wood Powder Porridge, his daughter at least wouldn't go hungry.

Old Man Yun actually looked down on Xian He. He had no power, no money, and his cultivation talent was utter trash. If it weren't for that foolish girl Yun Ling threatening to die, he would never have agreed to the marriage.

Now that the deed was done, it was too late to regret it. He hoped Xian He would amount to something in the future and give Yun Ling a good life.

Old Man Yun turned back and continued to tackle the Crystal Pomegranate. As he ate, he mumbled, "I wonder where Xian He picked this fruit from. Not only is it delicious, but it's also filling."

Even more miraculously, the old injury on his leg had been aching persistently. After eating this fruit, the pain actually eased.

His strength also seemed to have increased, faintly reaching the level of Yellow Obsidian One-star. He wondered if it was just his imagination.

"Could this fruit be from the Black Spring? No, I have to ask him properly after he's done with the porridge," Old Man Yun's expression darkened.

The Black Spring was a forbidden area for the Sky Fortune Tribe, located on the edge of the Tianyun Plateau. It was not only filled with miasma but also inhabited by terrifying, highly poisonous Demonic Beasts. Even the Leader, an Obsidian level expert, dared not enter. How could he dare?

Speaking of which, the brat was usually the most afraid of death. He shouldn't be likely to go to the Black Spring to die, right? Could it be... he picked this fruit from somewhere else?

Impossible. He had lived on the Tianyun Plateau for most of his life and had never seen a tree that could grow such fruit.

Meanwhile, Xian He mechanically stirred the ladle while worrying about Yun Ling.

It had been about an hour since they returned to the Real World, but about two weeks had passed in the Inner World.

He wondered if she was eating well?

"But she must be sleeping well," Xian He's lips curved upwards slightly.

He and Yun Ling had spent two months together day and night in the Inner World, playing games every day.

Yun Ling had not disappointed him; she had gotten pregnant after just over a month.

Thinking of this, Xian He sighed with a lonely expression.

"Other people's wives eat chicken, duck, and fish every day when they're pregnant, but my wife can only eat pomegranates. It's too miserable."

He wondered if there were wild chickens or rabbits in the outer forest, but he was sure there were wolves in the forest.

Those perverted wolves howled every night, adding to the excitement for him and Yun Ling.

He wondered what level those perverted wolves were. The animals that survived in the Primordial World must be of no low level.

"I'm only Two-star Azure Obsidian. I shouldn't take any risks for now," Xian He considered this not cowardice, but extreme responsibility for his own life.

If he died, Yun Ling would become a widow.

Therefore, he absolutely could not die!

Therefore, he would not do anything risky.

After simmering for half an hour, the perfect Wood Powder Porridge was finally completed.

Wood Powder Porridge, a dish that didn't even qualify as second-rate, was as easy as drinking plain water for him, a Grandmaster Chef.

"Let me try!"

Even though Old Man Yun was so full he was burping, he still grabbed the ladle, scooped out some porridge, blew on the steam, and took a small sip.

"Good! Good!! Good!!!" Old Man Yun said "good" three times in a row.

He placed the ladle on the pot stand, patted Xian He's shoulder, and smiled, "Not bad, you've surpassed me. From now on, you'll stay and run the porridge shop with me. Stop messing with those useless broken things of yours."

"Okay," Xian He did not refuse.

Knowing Old Man Yun's temper, if he dared to refuse, he would definitely be spanked on Old Man Yun's lap.

He was already this old, married with a child, and didn't want to be embarrassed in public.

"Where did you pick that Big Red Fruit from?" Old Man Yun licked his lips, still unsatisfied.

Xian He's eyes darted around, and he chuckled, "I cultivated it myself. I'll get you more tomorrow if you want to eat it."

He had picked all the pomegranates from the tree, more than nine hundred in total, and a thousand including the ones eaten.

All the picked fruits were placed in the cold storage on the east side of the north house. They would rot if left outside.

Based on the germination rate over the past two months, he estimated that it would take about a year for the Crystal Pomegranate Tree to bear fruit again.

A year in the Inner World was equivalent to a day in the Real World. When he told Old Man Yun he would bring him pomegranates tomorrow, he wasn't just saying it casually.

"You grew it yourself?" Old Man Yun's large blue eyes widened in disbelief. "You have this skill too?"