The Great Luo Sacred Venerable Clings to Me

Time flew by.

In the blink of an eye, another ten years had passed.

Before anyone realized it, autumn had arrived in the year 3560 of the Great Qian Longchang Calendar.

Over the years, Wang Shouzhe had done nothing else. He had simply stayed in the Branch Residence of the Immortal Mansion, diligently farming—planting the various Spirit Rice, spirit plant, and spirit medicine seeds acquired from the Guiyuan Immortal Mansion, improving what needed improvement, and ripening what needed ripening.

In the past, he had needed to handle all these matters personally, and the workload had truly been considerable.

Fortunately, Green Little Yi was around now. Like a little bee on automatic mode, she handled many of Wang Shouzhe's trivial chores and freed up quite a bit of his time.

This also gave this "top-grade sacred artifact" something of a purpose.

As for Wang Shouzhe, he had gained plenty of spare time to accompany Wang Zongzhu through his childhood and personally enlighten him.

Without a bunch of spoiler-happy clansmen getting in the way, Wang Shouzhe's old-fashioned stories added much amusement to Zongzhu's childhood.

Yet Wang Zongzhu had no interest in tales of fighting and killing. He could not even immerse himself in the storyline of Guanyin's Purple Bamboo Grove. As he grew older, he instead became increasingly fond of romantic tales like Dream of the Red Chamber.

This gave Wang Shouzhe quite a headache.

Was he going to raise a child who was a love-struck fool? There was already one "scumbag Kun" in the family. Could there really be another "passionate Bamboo"?

Unable to resist the boy's preferences time and again, Wang Shouzhe simply began teaching him science from an early age, hoping to cultivate more logic in him so that he would not grow into a romance-brained Bamboo.

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