Cultivating

Bi Xiaoxiao raised her little hand and said in a clear voice, "I know where it is. My sister took me there before."

"Then we'll lead the way."

Before she finished speaking, Qian Renxue had already taken Bi Xiaoxiao's hand and walked straight to the front.

After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Bibi Dong paused involuntarily when she arrived at her destination.

This place was actually the residence of the Golden Generation. As the most outstanding young disciples of the Spirit Hall, they enjoyed an independent courtyard, an honor that was unimaginable in the past.

Before they even stepped into the room, they heard a faint rustling sound coming from inside.

Looking through the half-open window, I saw Hu Liena standing on tiptoe, holding a neatly folded rag in her hand, meticulously wiping the edge of the table.

She was focused, pausing after each wipe to check if it was clean.

In the bathroom inside, Xie Yue, with her sleeves rolled up, was sweating profusely as she used a brush to clean the limescale off the tub walls.

Bibi Dong lowered her voice, her tone carrying a hint of approval. "These two children are quite diligent, having just moved in and already busy cleaning."

Qian Xunji nodded slightly, his gaze deep.

He knew the future of these two children better than anyone else.

In the original story, Xie Yue and Hu Liena, though not as exceptionally talented as Qian Renxue and Bibi Dong, were still geniuses of the Spirit Hall Golden Generation.

Hu Liena was the first to notice the commotion outside the door. Her hand holding the rag paused, and her instinctive cowardice made her quickly retreat behind the corner of the table. Then she turned her head and called out to the bathroom, "Brother... Sister Xiao Xue and the others are here."

Hearing the sound, Xie Yue put down her brush and came out. She was stunned for a moment when she saw a group of people standing in the room, and then quickly walked to her sister's side.

Hu Liena instinctively reached out and grabbed the hem of his shirt, shrinking back behind him.

Xie Yue sensed her sister's nervousness and whispered reassuringly, "Don't be afraid."

He then bowed deeply to Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong.

"Uncle, Auntie."

He remembered that Qian Renxue had introduced him, but he couldn't recall the specific name for him, so he could only use the simplest way of addressing him.

Qian Xunji looked down at the little boy who only reached her waist and asked, "Your name is Xie Yue, right? How old are you?"

"I'm six years old, and my sister just turned five."

"Has he awakened his Martial Soul?"

"I've awakened! My Martial Soul is the Moon Blade."

"Moon Blade? Let me see it."

"OK."

As Xie Yue spoke, he made a grasping motion with his right hand, and a crescent-shaped blade, shimmering with silver light, appeared in his palm. The blade was sharp and its cold light was chilling.

What level is your Innate Soul Power?

"My Innate Soul Power is at level nine."

"Ninth level of Innate Soul Power, a good prospect." Qian Xunji withdrew his gaze and solemnly promised, "You will live here from now on. It's very safe here, and no one will disturb you."

"The Spirit Hall will train you to become true top-tier Soul Master."

After saying that, he took out more than a dozen Gold Soul Coin from the Angel Ring and placed them on the table.

Xie Yue looked at the pile of glittering gold coins and waved his hands and shook his head repeatedly. "No, we can't accept it. You've already given us shelter, we can't take any more money..."

"Keep it."

"Cultivation and daily life both require money, especially in Spirit City."

"From now on, when you join the Spirit Hall, you will receive a monthly salary. This is an advance payment for your clothing and daily necessities. After all, you are six years old and your sister is five, and there will be many expenses in the future."

Ling Yuan added at the opportune moment, "The Spirit Hall has a rule that all Soul Master who enter the hall receive a monthly living allowance. You can consider this an advance payment."

Xie Yue looked at the Gold Soul Coin on the table, her nose tingling with emotion. The long-standing repression and hardship overwhelmed her mental defenses like a flood.

He tried his best to hold back, but tears still streamed down his face.

He bowed deeply, his voice choked with emotion as he thanked him, "Thank you... thank you..."

Seeing her brother cry, Hu Liena also started to cry.

Qian Renxue stepped forward, took a handkerchief from her pocket, and handed it to Hu Liena: "Here, wipe your hands."

Hu Liena took the handkerchief, but instead of wiping her own tears first, she stood on tiptoe to wipe them away from her brother's face, sobbing as she said, "Brother, don't cry, brother, don't cry..."

This action only made Xie Yue cry even harder.

After a while, the two children's crying gradually subsided.

Qian Xunji reached out and patted Xie Yue's shoulder gently, saying, "Crying it out will make you feel better. You guys rest first, we'll be going now."

He straightened up and turned to Qian Renxue, "Xiao Xue, you are the oldest. From today onwards, you are their big sister. You must take good care of your younger brothers and sisters and set a good example."

Qian Renxue straightened her chest and nodded solemnly. "Don't worry, leave it to me."

"We'll be going now. Please contact us if you have any questions."

Afterwards, Qian Xunji, Bibi Dong, and Ling Yuan left the room.

After all, children can truly relax and be more open with each other, while even the most gentle adults still carry a certain invisible sense of pressure.

Stepping out of the courtyard, Bibi Dong suddenly stopped and turned to ask Ling Yuan, "How is Xiao Xi's injury?"

"He's at home, being taken care of by his parents. Do you want to go see him?"

Bibi Dong nodded.

The three arrived at Bibi Xi's home in the Spirit City.

Pushing open the courtyard gate and passing through the small courtyard, Bibi Dong raised her hand and knocked on the door.

Liu Xiulan's voice came from inside the house. "Who is it?"

"Mom, it's me."

The door creaked open, and Liu Xiulan stood in the doorway.

She first looked Bibi Dong up and down, then glanced at Qian Xunji, and let out a long sigh of relief, "You two are finally back. There's been so much commotion outside lately, I've been on tenterhooks the whole time."

Qian Xunji asked, "How is Xiao Xi?"

"He's lying upstairs. He's in good health, much better, eating and drinking well, but he still needs to rest."

After Liu Xiulan finished speaking, her gaze fell on Bibi Dong. She reached out and gently patted the back of Bibi Dong's hand, full of relief, "Thank goodness you two are both safe and sound."

"Those few days, when I heard that the Heaven Dou Empire had sealed off the Holy Temple, I was so anxious that I couldn't sleep at night."

Bibi Dong grasped her mother's hand and gently comforted her, "Mom, we're alright, don't worry. I'll go check on my brother first."

"Okay, sure."

Qian Xunji and Bibi Dong went upstairs and opened the door. They saw Bibi Xi leaning against the headboard, her chest wrapped in thick bandages, but she was holding a big chicken leg and eating it with relish, her mouth full of oil, showing no awareness of being a patient.

Hearing the noise, he looked up, his eyes instantly lighting up. "Sister, brother-in-law, you're back!"

Bibi Dong walked to the bedside, her gaze sweeping over the wound on his chest. "How do you feel? Does it still hurt?"

Qian Xunji leaned against the doorframe and teased, "Look how deliciously you're eating that chicken leg, do you look like something's wrong?"

"I'm doing this to replenish my energy and speed up my recovery," Bibi Xi explained earnestly, then put the chicken leg back on the plate, deliberately feigning weakness. "And don't be fooled by my outward appearance of being able to eat and drink; I'm actually feeling quite unwell inside, really."