Bi Ji Arrives!

For Lu Chuan, who possessed the Godhead of Destruction and wielded the Great Dao of Destruction, the Great Dao of Creation had always been an unreachable peak.

These two mutually exclusive Great Daos were simply too difficult to master simultaneously.

It was like trying to fight oneself with both left and right hands.

But this time, Lu Chuan had succeeded!

A wisp of the true essence of creation peeled away from the laws of heaven and earth, surging into his body.

Although it was an imperceptible wisp, the benefits it brought were immense. By creating something from nothing, it not only unsealed ten percent of the Golden Dragon King's origin that Lu Chuan had self-sealed, but it also raised the ceiling of his future potential!

Lu Chuan could now continue to comprehend the Great Dao of Creation until he reached perfection. Once the entirety of the Golden Dragon King's origin was unsealed, and he wielded both the Great Dao of Destruction and the Great Dao of Creation, his strength would undoubtedly ascend to a higher level, perhaps even surpassing that of a God King!

"How did he break through just by hammering away? Could it be that there's a talent in this world where one just gets stronger by forging?"

Mang Tian watched the second brilliant golden soul ring rising beneath Lu Chuan's feet, his mouth twitching.

It was one thing to have a talent for forging, but to have such formidable talent as a soul master as well!

This kid won't end up becoming a Divine Craftsman, will he?

A strange premonition stirred in Mang Tian's heart.

And so, Lu Chuan spent his days at school and his nights forging at the workshop, living a fulfilling life.

However, two hours of forging was simply too short; often, just as Lu Chuan was hitting his stride, it was already time to head home.

He called Lang Yue to tell her not to come pick him up, then set off on the road home.

It was Mother's Day, and he wanted to give his mother a surprise!

As twilight deepened, the soul-guided streetlights on both sides of the road flickered to life one after another, casting warm, yellow halos onto the bluestone path.

Lu Chuan turned the corner and saw a figure standing beneath the parasol tree.

She was wearing a jade-colored dress, its hem fluttering gently in the evening breeze as if she had draped the vitality of an entire forest over her shoulders.

The hem of the dress was embroidered with fine silver threads, flowing with a moonlight-like luster as she moved.

The Emerald Swan, Bi Ji.

At Lu Chuan's request, she had been waiting here for quite some time.

"Greetings, My Lord!" Bi Ji bowed respectfully from a distance.

"Have you been waiting long?" Lu Chuan approached, his voice softening instinctively.

Bi Ji looked up at Lu Chuan, a smile blooming at the corners of her lips. "Not long. If it is for My Lord, no amount of time is too long!"

Lu Chuan chuckled upon hearing this. "You! Where did you learn such things?"

In his impression, Bi Ji was like a refined lady from ancient times—polite, tranquil, never one to argue or stir up trouble. She was the quintessential virtuous helper.

To think she was now reciting cheesy pick-up lines; it must have been Zi Ji who taught her while he was away.

Unlike Bi Ji's refined, lady-like demeanor, Zi Ji was more like a fierce daughter of a military family. The two of them each had their own unique charm.

"Come home with me first and help me check on my adoptive mother's health."

The reason Lu Chuan had asked Bi Ji to come this time was specifically to treat Lang Yue.

Although they hadn't spent much time together, the home Tang Ziran and Lang Yue provided had given him a warmth so profound he had almost forgotten it.

The couple truly treated him as their own biological son. He could genuinely feel the love they held for him.

Lu Chuan felt that such kind-hearted people deserved to have a child of their own, rather than becoming sacrifices in Tang San's ten-thousand-year grand plan!

"Dad, Mom, I'm home!"

Returning home, Lu Chuan habitually shouted out.

He had learned this from Xiao Wuyue. It didn't have any special meaning, but shouting it out like that seemed to bring out the warmth of home.

The door wasn't locked. Pushing it open, the aroma of food wafted toward him.

Lang Yue was just walking out of the kitchen carrying a bowl of soup. Hearing his voice, a gentle smile immediately blossomed on her face.

"Xiao Chuan is back? How did you do at Uncle Mang Tian's place today..."

However, before she could finish her sentence, she caught sight of the emerald-like figure behind Lu Chuan and froze slightly.

Although she wasn't a powerful soul master, she could still sense Bi Ji's immense strength, and for a moment, she couldn't help but feel a bit uneasy.

When did Xiao Chuan come to know such a powerful being?

Amidst her confusion, Lu Chuan had already begun introducing Bi Ji:

"Mom, this is a Crowned One from the Federation. I met her on the road. She saw that I have an extraordinary skeletal structure and am a good candidate for cultivation, so she wants to take me as her disciple."

It felt a bit like he was introducing a young bride.

That was what Bi Ji had been thinking earlier.

She often read human storybooks, and there was one sentence

she remembered very clearly:

A daughter-in-law must always meet her parents-in-law.

An adoptive mother is still a mother, right?

Bi Ji thought to herself, a smile gracing her lips as she bowed slightly and said, "Hello, Auntie! You can just call me Jade."

"Hello, Jade! Please, come in, come in!"

Bi Ji's voice was truly sweet enough to melt one's heart.

For a moment, Lang Yue forgot that Bi Ji was a powerful Spirit Master, treating her simply as a friend Lu Chuan had brought home.

Once she regained her senses, she realized she might have been a bit impolite, but seeing the smile still lingering on Bi Ji's lips, she felt slightly more at ease.

At this moment, Tang Ziran returned with Xiao Wuyue.

Having studied all day, Tang Wuyue felt exhausted everywhere.

The moment she stepped through the door, she collapsed onto the sofa, completely unaware that there was a guest in the house.

Tang Ziran, however, was quite excited, because he had discovered that

his daughter was simply a genius when it came to mecha design!

By now, she was already able to complete the sketches for white-grade mechas, which involved tens of thousands of parts!

"Oh? Who is this?"

Seeing Bi Ji, Tang Ziran looked at Lang Yue with a puzzled expression.

Lang Yue repeated what Lu Chuan had said.

Upon hearing this, Tang Ziran was both surprised and delighted.

He hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully: "So it is a Crowned One. Please forgive my neglect. It is Xiao Chuan's good fortune to have earned your favor."

He sighed inwardly, thinking his son had truly made something of himself to be able to encounter such a personage.

Bi Ji returned a faint smile, though her attention remained focused on Lang Yue.

She had not forgotten Lu Chuan's request.

In a matter of moments, she had clearly assessed the state of Lang Yue's health.

After giving Lu Chuan a signal that it was treatable, she spoke in a gentle voice:

"Auntie, I am a healing-type Spirit Master.

Xiao Chuan mentioned to me that you often suffer from soreness in your waist and that your blood and energy are somewhat weak.

If you don't mind, let me take a look for you."

The sudden offer of an examination

left Lang Yue feeling somewhat at a loss.

For some reason, she instinctively looked toward Lu Chuan, wanting to seek his opinion.

Seeing this, Lu Chuan nodded hurriedly, his eyes filled with encouragement. "Mom, let the teacher take a look. Your waist has never been good, and you still have to toil for the family. The teacher is a Title Douluo; perhaps she can help you recover!"

Tang Ziran also chimed in to persuade her, "Let Your Excellency take a look. It's our son's good intention."

Hearing the two of them put it this way, Lang Yue finally felt more at ease. Her nervous tension eased slightly, and she offered a bright smile to Bi Ji. "I'm sorry to trouble you, Your Excellency!"

"It is no trouble at all, Auntie." Bi Ji smiled faintly.

She then stood up and came to Lang Yue's side to begin the treatment.

Her technique was like that of an ancient physician; one hand rested lightly on Lang Yue's wrist, but in reality, she was quietly channeling life energy into Lang Yue's body.

As the treatment deepened, Lang Yue felt a sense of total comfort, her body warming up, especially around her abdomen. Beyond that, the lingering fatigue she had felt for days receded like a receding tide.

As expected of a Title Douluo, her touch is truly different! Lang Yue marveled inwardly.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the treatment was complete. Bi Ji withdrew her hand, and Lu Chuan feigned ignorance, asking how the treatment had gone.

Bi Ji had no choice but to play along with her master's act. "Auntie's physical foundation is decent, but it seems you suffered some accident in your younger years that left behind some underlying ailments. Coupled with years of overwork, your blood circulation has become slightly sluggish."

"I will prescribe a formula for nourishment and regulation, and if I come to clear your meridians a few more times, you should be fine. In the future... the two of you might even consider having another excellent child."

The words were spoken tactfully, but they were meant specifically for Tang Ziran and Lang Yue to hear.

Tang Ziran and Lang Yue were both intelligent people; they understood the subtext perfectly. It meant that Lang Yue's illness was cured, and from here on, she only needed to recuperate. Once she was fully recovered, they could have a baby.

In an instant, Lang Yue's eyes turned red. Tang Ziran also gripped his wife's hand in excitement.

How could they not want another child of their own? It was just that over the years, they had seen many doctors who all said the chances were slim, and they had long since given up hope. Now that the hope was rekindled, how could their hearts not be stirred?

"Is... is it really possible?" Lang Yue still couldn't quite believe it.

"I am ninety percent certain." Bi Ji gave a definitive answer.

Upon receiving this reply, If not for the fact that Lu Chuan and Xiao Wuyue were both in the main room, Tang Ziran would have been tempted to kneel before Bi Ji.

"That's wonderful! Thank you, Your Excellency, thank you so much!" Tang Ziran expressed his gratitude repeatedly.

His voice, thick with excitement, jolted Tang Wuyue awake as she lay slumped on the sofa, exhausted.

The little girl sat up, still dazed, rubbing her eyes as she looked at Bi Ji, then back at her parents' agitated expressions, and asked in confusion:

"What's wrong? What's so wonderful? Dad, Mom, who is this pretty big sister?"

"Wuyue, mind your manners. This is your brother's teacher, a very powerful... Soul Master senior," Lang Yue said hurriedly, then apologized to Bi Ji, "Your Excellency, this is my daughter, Wuyue. She's a bit silly, please don't take offense."

Hearing her mother describe her that way, the little girl nearly burst into tears.

Bi Ji watched Tang Wuyue with a beaming smile.

She was aware that Tang Wuyue possessed the bloodline of the Silver Dragon King. However, being the Silver Dragon King and merely possessing her bloodline were two entirely different things, so Bi Ji did not treat Tang Wuyue with excessive reverence.

"Not silly at all! She's very pretty and will surely be a great beauty in the future," Bi Ji said with a smile to soothe her.

The little girl felt slightly better, though she remained pouting.

Bi Ji gave her a piece of candy, then took a smooth, warm jade vial from her soul storage device and handed it to Lang Yue. "Ma'am, take one drop of the dew in this bottle and mix it with warm water every day. It has the effect of strengthening the body and nourishing the essence."

For the time that followed, everyone began to enjoy dinner.

The meal was exceptionally lavish; Lang Yue had prepared all her signature dishes, and Tang Ziran had brought out his prized vintage wine.

The atmosphere at the table was harmonious. Although Bi Ji held a noble status, she carried herself without any airs, her speech and manners elegant and appropriate, and she soon blended into this warm little family.

Tang Wuyue, in particular, began calling her "Sister Jade" affectionately.

After the meal, Bi Ji left behind a detailed regimen and some rare, though not world-shaking, medicinal herbs, and set a date for her next visit.

Only then, under the grateful farewells of the three members of the Tang family, did she and Lu Chuan take their leave.

Walking out of the alley, the night was deep, and the stars were scattered across the sky.

"How do you feel?" Lu Chuan asked.

Bi Ji followed half a step behind him and said softly, "The lady of the house seems to carry a sense of destiny; merely by healing her, my cultivation has actually advanced a step further. The hidden ailments in her body have been cleared, and her foundation has been restored. Within six months at most, she should be able to have her wish fulfilled."

"That's good then." Lu Chuan nodded, a weight lifting from his heart.

With Lang Yue's health recovered, she and Tang Ziran could have a baby of their own in the future, and he could feel much more at ease while "tending to his little cabbage!"

I've taught you how to fish, so what's wrong with you giving me a fish in return?