Xiao Zhan, the Son

Xiao Zhan, the Son

The Xiao Household of the Gama Empire's imperial capital.

As one of the imperial capital's rising powers, the Xiao Household was located on a bustling street lined with all manner of shops.

Having just returned victorious from battle, Xiao Lin now found himself back on this familiar street.

But the moment Xiao Lin reached the Xiao Household's gates, a small figure came rushing out.

"Father!"

The little figure immediately threw himself at Xiao Lin.

Xiao Lin opened his arms and caught the child in a tight embrace.

"Zhan'er, while Father was away, did you listen to Clan Leader Grandfather properly?"

With a smile, Xiao Lin pinched the little boy's nose in his arms and asked.

That was right. This small figure was naturally Xiao Lin's son, the now six-year-old Xiao Zhan.

Unlike Xiao Yan in the original story, who began cultivating at the age of four, Xiao Lin had never wanted his precious son to suffer through cultivation at such a young age.

Moreover, Xiao Lin had long noticed that his son, Xiao Zhan, did not possess particularly outstanding talent for cultivation.

Since the boy could rely on him now and cling to his own son's thigh in the future, there was no need to place overly harsh demands on him in the path of cultivation.

After all, his future was to ascend alongside Xiao Lin by clinging to the thigh of the future Flame Emperor.

Therefore, unless Xiao Zhan himself asked to begin cultivating, Xiao Lin would not force his son into it.

After all, cultivation depended on the individual. Being forced to cultivate could easily lead to problems.

And so, Xiao Zhan had spent six happy years carefree and joyful.

Clan Leader Xiao Dongcheng was rather helpless about this. He always felt that Xiao Lin spoiled his son too much.

But as Xiao Lin put it, if he did not spoil his own son, was he supposed to let someone else spoil him instead?

"Of course I listened to Clan Leader Grandfather. It's just..."

Xiao Zhan answered Xiao Lin at first, but as he continued, his little face suddenly became conflicted.

That left Xiao Lin somewhat surprised.

His son was only six years old, and he had never forced him to cultivate. Could he already have worries of his own?

"Young Clan Leader, the young master has been very quiet in the clan recently. Every day, he asks us about you more than once, and he has no heart for playing anymore."

At that moment, a member of the Xiao Household standing nearby answered Xiao Lin's question on Xiao Zhan's behalf.

As soon as the clan member finished speaking, Xiao Zhan's face instantly flushed red.

How could a boy like him think about his father every single day?

It was far too embarrassing!

And now a clansman had pointed it out, making him even more ashamed.

So he turned his head and fiercely glared at that overly talkative clansman.

But how could a child's glare possibly scare anyone?

To the others, it only looked adorable.

Thus, even though that clansman had been glared at by Xiao Zhan, he still snickered to himself.

"Zhan'er, did you miss your father?"

Seeing this, Xiao Lin could not help wanting to tease his son.

Ever since awakening his Past-Life Wisdom, Xiao Lin had always pushed himself hard. He was either creating cultivation techniques or cultivating.

Even though he had remained at home for the past six years, he had only occasionally spent time with his son.

Thinking about it now, it seemed he had missed much of his son's growth.

At that thought, Xiao Lin could not help sighing inwardly.

Fortunately, although Xiao Zhan was young, he truly was sensible and rarely troubled his father.

For him, being able to spend an hour or two with his father each day was already enough to satisfy him.

This time, his father had gone off to war for several months. Of course he had missed him.

Although Xiao Lin had exposed Grand Marshal Mo Ya's conspiracy only a few days after arriving at the border front, the Gama Empire and the Cloud Empire had still fought several more battles afterward.

So, before he knew it, several months had passed.

And children who had lost their mothers naturally developed some dependence on their fathers.

It could be said that Xiao Lin now played the role of both father and mother.

Yet by the standards of a modern person, Xiao Lin was not actually a very qualified father.

Because Xiao Lin spent most of his time cultivating, Clan Leader Xiao Dongcheng was the one who usually looked after his son.

That was why Xiao Lin felt guilty at this moment.

"Father, can you stop going to war from now on?"

At that moment, Xiao Zhan asked something Xiao Lin had not expected.

Hearing this, Xiao Lin froze briefly before smiling and nodding.

"Alright. Father promises you that I won't go out to war anymore."

Xiao Lin had already planned to resign from his position as a general after the war between the Gama Empire and the Cloud Empire ended.

After all, with his current strength, gaining experience in the army no longer served any purpose.

It was not as if he intended to take over Mo Ya's position as grand marshal.

So, whether for the sake of focusing on cultivation in the future or spending time with his son, the position of general in the Gama Empire was now less useful to Xiao Lin than chicken ribs.

"Really?"

The moment Xiao Zhan heard his father agree, he immediately cheered in delight.

"Why would Father lie to you? Tomorrow, Father will go to the imperial palace and resign from his position as general. Then Father won't need to go out to war anymore!"

Xiao Lin directly made this promise to his son.

"Great! Then can Father teach me how to cultivate from now on?"

However, what Xiao Lin had not expected was that after he made that promise, his son did not ask him to take him out to play in the future, but to teach him cultivation instead.

Xiao Lin had truly never considered that.

"What? Have you started liking cultivation, Zhan'er?"

Xiao Lin asked in confusion.

By then, Xiao Lin was already carrying his son into the Xiao Household.

"I wouldn't say I like it, but I don't dislike it either. Clan Leader Grandfather asked me before whether I wanted to begin cultivating. I didn't know then, and I still don't know now.

"But I know one thing. Father will become the clan leader in the future, so as Father's child, I absolutely cannot bring shame upon Father.

"So I want to cultivate. I want to be able to help Father in the future."

After pondering for a moment, Xiao Zhan, who was only six years old, actually spoke words that even many adults would have been unable to say.

A child without a mother truly did sometimes mature faster.

At the same time, Xiao Zhan's words made Xiao Lin's heart ache.

Yes, Xiao Lin had thought of his late wife again.

But in front of his son, he quickly suppressed those emotions.

"Zhan'er, you don't need to force yourself when it comes to cultivation. Your father is still here!"

"No, Father. I want to cultivate!"

The moment his son changed how he addressed him, Xiao Lin knew that the boy had made up his mind.

Xiao Lin would not stop him.

He had decided long ago that whenever his son wanted to begin cultivating, that was when he would begin.

He would have no objections at all.

Now, his son wanted to begin cultivating.

Though the reason was somewhat beyond his expectations, his son's maturity also brought him great comfort.

"Alright, then Father will personally teach you how to cultivate!"

With Xiao Lin's words, six-year-old Xiao Zhan officially began cultivating.

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