Fantasy: The Second Miss Said She Was Ordinary

Chapter 715 Ping An and Nian Chu

Just then, Xiao Ping'an stretched out her little finger, pointed at Xiao Nianchu, and said timidly, "I...I want to take her surname."

Everyone was stunned for a moment after hearing this.

Ying Cancan happened to come over and, upon hearing this, immediately laughed and jokingly said without restraint, "Oh my! Little one, you only take a girl's surname if you marry into her family."

"Can Can!" Qin Jiyu glared at her, her face grim.

Is it okay to say such things to a child?

Ying Cancan stuck out her tongue and quickly hid behind her Azure Dragon.

Qin Jiyu took a deep breath, suppressing her agitation, and squatted down, trying to speak gently to Xiao Ping'an: "Name and surname are very important matters, there's no rush to decide. Why don't you settle down at home for now?"

Xiao Ping'an looked at Qin Jiyu and sensed that his emotions were a bit complicated. She nodded as if she understood, and then moved closer to Xiao Nianchu.

Xiao Nianchu didn't care about the adults' complicated reasoning; she just felt that the child wanted to take her surname because he liked her and wanted to play with her.

She happily took Xiao Ping'an's hand: "Great! Then we're family even more now! Come on, let me take you to play with my big yellow dog first."

As she spoke, she excitedly pulled the still somewhat reserved Xiao Ping'an along and walked towards the big yellow dog squatting at the door.

Watching the two children walk away hand in hand, Qin Jiyu sighed softly.

"Ugh……"

Qin Youyou walked to her brother's side and patted his shoulder: "Brother, don't think too much. The cycle of reincarnation has passed, and all the things of the past life are over. Let it be, and your children and grandchildren will have their own blessings."

Qin Lie also came over: "Youyou is right. Dad chose to start over, which is a completely new life. We'll treat him like our own grandson and raise Nianchu like our own granddaughter. The children growing up happily is more important than anything else. As for the future... we'll talk about it later!"

Qin Jiyu looked at her father and sister and nodded.

Yes, it's definitely too early to worry about these things now.

The important thing is the present moment: to raise these two children, who share a special bond, to adulthood safely, healthily, and happily.

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The days passed by.

Xiao Nianchu and Xiao Pingan are like two seedlings that have received the best nourishment, growing strong and healthy.

They all displayed astonishing talent in their cultivation, making rapid progress far beyond that of ordinary children.

However, even among these talents, there are differences in ability.

As expected of the direct bloodline of King Qin Jiyu and Lu Qingtong, Xiao Nianchu is exceptionally talented and has extremely high comprehension.

She has an almost instinctive sensitivity to and control over spiritual energy, making her cultivation twice as effective with half the effort.

In addition, she is lively and active, with seemingly inexhaustible energy.

Xiao Ping'an, although equally talented and with a good foundation, is always a step behind Xiao Nianchu in terms of the sharpness and ambition in cultivation, perhaps because his early years of wandering damaged his foundation or because of his personality.

He is calmer, more inclined to take a steady and methodical approach, and less driven.

Thus, the following scene often appeared on the Qin family's training ground:

"Peace! Take this!"

Xiao Nianchu's clear shout rang out, and she moved like lightning, her small hand slapping towards Xiao Ping'an with a sharp palm wind.

Xiao Ping'an could barely hold on, and was shaken back a few steps, a hint of helplessness and a bitter smile on his face.

"Too slow! React faster!"

"The flow of spiritual energy needs to be smoother! Let's try again!"

Xiao Nianchu acted as if she were Xiao Ping'an's head coach, relentlessly training him every day, ostensibly to help Ping'an improve.

Although it was called special training, in the eyes of Qin Lie and Qin Jiyu, who were watching from the sidelines, it was not much different from one-sided beating of a punching bag.

Xiao Ping'an was often chased all over the place. Although Nian Chu was careful not to hurt him, the scene was still... somewhat miserable.

Strangely, Xiao Ping'an never really gets angry, nor does she complain about being tired or suffering.

At most, she would rub her sore shoulder, mutter softly, "Nianchu, be gentle...", and then resignedly rush forward at the next call of "Come quickly!"

At first, Qin Jiyu felt very complicated when he saw his precious daughter being so fierce, and that the person being beaten was his grandfather's reincarnation. He was afraid that his daughter would suffer, but he also couldn't bear to watch. He cursed himself as an unfilial descendant.

Later, after observing the situation, he felt reassured.

They discovered that although Xiao Ping'an seemed to be in a "weak" position, he had clear eyes and a calm expression. He had no resentment towards Xiao Nianchu's "special training". On the contrary, his foundation was honed to be more and more solid and stable in each practice session.

Although Xiao Nianchu was strict with him verbally, she was also measured in her actions. Whenever Xiao Ping'an made any progress or gained some insight, she would smile more happily than anyone else and would even give him the spiritual fruits that she herself was reluctant to eat, just like a sister who truly cared about her brother.

A gifted child, in his own unique way, helps another child progress together.

But Xiao Ping'an wasn't so harmonious when facing the rest of the Qin family.

He himself found it strange.

Each member of the Qin family is a formidable expert capable of intimidating a region, and their auras are stronger than the last.

For some reason, apart from showing genuine respect to the truly venerable ancestors like Qin Yu and Qin Fu, he felt a lack of respect towards other members of the Qin family, such as his great-grandfathers like Qin Zhengjiao and Qin Zheng'an, his grandfather like Qin Lie, his uncles like Qin Xiaorong and Qin Ye, and some younger members...

He felt no fear whatsoever.

Not only am I not afraid, but I also always feel a sense of disappointment and frustration.

Especially when he saw these Qin family disciples, who possessed extraordinary skills, being lazy and perfunctory in their cultivation, or careless in handling clan affairs, he felt an inexplicable anger rise in his heart and couldn't help but want to go up and say a few words.

On this day, at the Qin family's blacksmith shop.

Qin Zhengjiao was too lazy to forge weapons, so he muttered to himself and Baili Yanxuan that they were going to sneak off to the newly opened Spirit Food Street in Happy Valley to try something new.

“I’m telling you, my apprentice, this casting process is so tedious! Youyou is treating us like oxen. Every day, the first thing we do when we open our eyes is to cast seats for her new movie theater. It’s so boring…”

“Master is right, let’s call it a day, how about…”

……

The two were talking enthusiastically when they suddenly felt a chill down their spines.

Turning around, they saw Xiao Ping'an standing behind them, her little face tense, her brows slightly furrowed, and her clear eyes staring at them intently.

He was clearly just a kid, much shorter than them, but his eyes... his eyes were just like the old patriarch who used to supervise them.

Qin Zhengjiao and Baili Yanxuan felt a chill run down their spines instantly, and subconsciously straightened their backs, even tightening their grip on the fire tongs.

"Grandpa Zhengjiao, Aunt Yanxuan," Xiao Ping'an spoke up, his childish voice sounding mature beyond his years, "Have you completed today's forging tasks? Aunt Youyou paid you both quite well, you two seem a bit too impetuous."

Qin Zhengjiao: "..."

I almost broke out in a cold sweat.

Baili Yanxuan: "..."

My tongue is a little tied up.

"Uh... well... Ping An, we're... we're discussing this together!" Qin Zhengjiao quickly forced a dry laugh.

“Yes, yes, yes! Let’s discuss it!” Baili Yanxuan quickly chimed in.

Xiao Ping'an frowned even more: "Discussion? But I seemed to have heard 'Spirit Food Street' and 'New Flavors' just now? The way of forging weapons is inherently tedious, and the key is to be able to endure loneliness. You two must guard against arrogance and impatience, and not think that you are very good and therefore stop making progress."

These words, spoken by him and paired with his face that was almost identical to Qin Zhengwu's when he was young, were doubly intimidating.

Qin Zheng was so anxious and nervous that he kept wiping away sweat.

"Yes, yes, yes! Ping An is right!"

"We'll cast it right now! We'll cast it properly right now!"

The two dared not waste any more words and immediately began stirring the molten ore in the furnace, much more diligently than before.

Little Ping An stood with his hands behind his back, watching for a while like a little supervisor, before nodding in satisfaction and turning to leave.

As soon as he left, Qin Zhengjiao and Baili Yanxuan breathed a long sigh of relief. They looked at each other and saw lingering fear on each other's faces.

"My goodness... this little devil's eyes are terrifying..."

"Who says otherwise! I almost thought the patriarch had returned!"

Similar scenes played out frequently throughout the Qin family compound.

Several young disciples were laughing and joking during their sparring session, which led to Xiao Ping'an scolding them with a stern face, "Playing martial arts like this is unbecoming!" They all fell silent in fear.

Because Qin Lie is the God of Life, Qin Jiyu is the King of the Underworld, Qin Youyou is the God of Creation, and Qin Xiaorong is the God of Order, these four people do not do worldly work, and the elders do not want to be the head of the family. Therefore, the position of the new head of the family fell to Qin Ye.

When Qin Ye occasionally showed a hint of impatience while handling family affairs, Xiao Ping'an would notice and give him a disapproving look, making Qin Ye feel guilty for a while.

Although he was just a child, his demeanor, tone of voice, and the natural authority he exuded made them feel as if they were seeing the old patriarch who had once led the family and never smiled.

"Could he really be the reincarnation of the old patriarch? But Miss Youyou said no, she must be lying to me!" Qin Ye wiped his sweat.

But Xiao Ping'an was completely unaware of this; he just felt that he couldn't feel at ease if he didn't speak out about these things.

If the Qin family treats him well, he should reciprocate with the same sincerity.

This is the only thing he can give back.

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The highest peak on the mainland, Shengguang Peak.

The site of the former Temple of Holy Light has now been transformed into a different world.

The solemn and majestic temple complex has been replaced by ingenious forging workshops and testing grounds, where rhythmic forging sounds and the hum of furnaces echo day and night.

This place is now the headquarters of the Brilliant Continent Foundry Association.

Ji Wu, the Goddess of Crafts and President of the Foundry Association, recently announced a major decision: to hold the first Continental Foundry Conference at Holy Light Peak.

The aim is to discover and select the forging geniuses of various ethnic groups, concentrate the best resources for systematic training, and promote the innovation and development of forging techniques across the continent.

The news caused a stir, and countless foundry workers and young people eager to learn the craft were eager to attend this grand event.

Qin Youyou also received an invitation from Ji Wu to serve as a referee.

She was overjoyed!

Ever since the identity of the Creator God became no longer a secret within certain circles, the Qin family mansion has never truly been peaceful.

Every day, various forces come to visit, some to ask for guidance on the Great Dao, some to seek protection, and some simply to catch a glimpse of the Creator God.

Qin Youyou was so bothered that she felt she couldn't even have a peaceful cup of tea at home.

Returning to the far north island would give her a couple of days of leisure, but the disciples of the Mud Leg Sect were all engrossed in studying their own subjects, and she, as their instructor, spent her days either watching TV or playing games, which was getting incredibly boring.

She went to Earth to play, and she did go a few times later, but she did so incognito and it wasn't very interesting. On the other hand, her clone was doing very well there. Not only did she graduate from university, but she also passed the civil service exam and went to work in poverty alleviation.

Therefore, Ji Wu Bao Bao's call is simply a lifesaver.

Without hesitation, with a thought, she transformed into a woman of ordinary appearance and temperament, dressed in coarse cloth.

With her jade bow on her back and a whistle, she looked like an ordinary, mediocre rogue cultivator.

Just then, Wei Ji and Chu Kuangfeng's Hurricane Mercenary Group accepted a long-term mission to transport important supplies to various Star Pavilion outposts.

The Star Pavilion's strongholds are scattered across the continent, with winding and circuitous routes that require traversing many mountains and rivers, passing through various towns, and also passing around the Holy Light Peak.

The Weapon Founders Conference will officially begin in a month, and she has plenty of time to leisurely travel around and have fun.

"Uncle, uncle, take me with you! Take me with you!" Qin Youyou found Wei Ji and Chu Kuangfeng, who were about to set off. "I'll go with you, deliver goods, see the scenery, and maybe even visit Holy Light Peak."

Wei Jiben was wondering who this country girl was, but as soon as she called him "little uncle," he immediately understood.

His lips twitched twice.

"I'm just going out to relax, why are you following me?"

He was originally in charge of the Wujiu City law enforcement team, but now that the team has grown, they don't need him anymore.

Qin Youyou asked curiously, "Uncle, are you in a bad mood?"

Wei Ji looked at her speechlessly: "Hehe, my brother already has a child, and your brother has a child too. You're not in a hurry, but I am."

Qin Youyou understood.

Why don't you say that your sister's child is already a father, and you're already a grandfather?

Wei Ji was hit by an arrow.

He almost vomited blood: "Youyou, say less and I won't think you're mute."

Yes, he's already a grandfather, and he's still a lifelong single. Ever since his brother Wei Yun and sister-in-law Song Yuzhi's child was born a few days ago, he hasn't been able to hold his head up at family gatherings.

Although no one was pressuring us to get married, and although everyone was a cultivator with a long lifespan, there was no rush in these few decades.

But the less pressure you put on him, the more pressure he feels.

Especially when he sees everyone in pairs, even Baldy the chicken has a partner, he feels like dying.

He simply couldn't empathize with Qin Youyou, that clueless, immature girl.

Therefore, he wanted to go out for a walk to clear his head and see if he could meet his other half.

"Sure! It'll be good to have company on the road! But our delivery service is nothing like teleportation arrays; it's very slow. We rely on horse-drawn carriages, cloud camels, and our own two legs!"