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Chapter 239 Someone Visited the Valley

Wen Yuanqian: "Xiao Chuan, have you not eaten enough this month?"

Ye Jingchuan: "......"

how you said that?

Ye Jingchuan felt wronged. He had been trying his best to catch up with everyone, but alas, he was simply powerless to do so!

He admitted that he had indeed slacked off in his cultivation this month, but something had come up that caused the delay!

Fortunately, Wen Yuanqian didn't say anything more. He saw his concerns and said earnestly, "After you go back, you must practice diligently and never slack off."

"Yes, Uncle, I understand."

Soon, the group arrived at the low hill house.

Wenwen and Wenchengjian helped Aunt Yang into the house, saying, "Aunt, please sit down and rest for a while."

Aunt Yang staggered until she sat down steadily, then breathed a sigh of relief, "...Okay."

She was finally on solid ground. At first, as Wenwen led the way, she felt as if she were being pushed forward by a gust of wind. The shadows of the trees on both sides of the road flashed by in her sight, and the cold wind hit her face directly. Fortunately, before they set off, Wenwen had told the couple to dress warmly. She was such a thoughtful little girl.

However, she had many questions in her mind at the moment, and she didn't know whether she should ask them or not. She forced herself to remain calm and didn't dare to meet Wenwen's gaze.

Uncle Wei, who came in right after, didn't have so many concerns.

After Uncle Wen slowly moved into the house and sat down, he asked curiously, "Qilin, I've also practiced the cultivation techniques you gave me, but they feel a little different."

"What's the difference?"

"This gait seems familiar, but it's more like the legendary 'water-skimming' technique?"

Actually, his feeling wasn't wrong.

To fully utilize the "Shedding Shell" technique, one must first walk steadily and firmly, taking each step with firm footing.

Now, Wen Qilin poured his spiritual energy into his feet. Although he used the footwork of the Shedding Shell Technique, he only used a little force when his feet landed on the ground. His toes either stepped on rocks or on bushes and weeds, which was similar to the Iron Palm Water-skimming Technique, and seemed to be just like the lightness skill in the martial arts world.

At least, that's what Uncle Wei thinks.

After listening, Wen Qilin nodded in agreement, "That's one way to think about it."

Wen Chengbin chuckled and suddenly stood in front of Uncle Wei, spreading out his palms. "Uncle Wei, take a good look."

Suddenly, a small fireball appeared in Wen Chengbin's palm. The fireball grew bigger and bigger until it was the size of his fist. Then, Wen Chengbin struck the stone outside the door with all his might.

boom!

The stones at the entrance were shattered into pieces.

That wasn't all. Wen Chengbin used his object manipulation skills to gather the shattered pebbles into a pile, then moved them into the house and placed them in front of Uncle Wei.

Uncle Wei and his wife were dumbfounded, speechless, and unable to utter a single word.

At first, they thought the fireball was a trick by a Taoist priest from Maoshan, and they even wanted to praise the child. But when they saw the large rock outside the door shatter into pieces and then automatically come back together, floating in front of them out of thin air, the two of them lost their composure and stared at the scene in disbelief. Their minds went blank; it was truly horrifying.

At least I have Wenwen, my sweet little darling.

The little girl, not allowing her brothers to continue their clamor, said softly, "Uncle, Aunt, we know a little magic. This is the Wen family's secret. We're still criminals and don't want to cause any trouble, so we gave you that poison today. But don't worry, as long as you don't intend to reveal the Wen family's secret, the poison won't take effect and won't harm your bodies. I swear—"

Aunt Yang hurriedly grabbed Wenwen's hand as she swore, "What oath are you making? You child, if you're so capable, your uncle and aunt will only be happy. What kind of nonsense oath is this? Put your hand down."

Wenwen sat down next to her aunt. She noticed that her aunt was rubbing her legs. She guessed that her legs had suddenly lost their weight and support while walking that stretch of road, causing them to feel sore and weak.

Wenwen didn't shy away from it. She quickly formed hand seals with her ten fingers, and then faint green light could be seen emanating from her palms. Guided by Wenwen, these light rays covered Aunt Yang's legs.

Aunt Yang's eyes widened, and she dared not speak. She only felt a tingling sensation creeping into her calves from the outside, followed by a warm current rising from the soles of her feet. Her legs immediately felt incredibly warm, and after a moment, the soreness and weakness in her legs gradually disappeared.

Wenwen kept a close eye on Aunt Yang's expression. After a while, she withdrew her hand, helped her aunt up, and said, "Alright, Aunt, get up and stretch a bit. We can set off soon."

Meanwhile, with Wen Qilin's help, Uncle Wei's leg injury had just recovered.

After taking a look at the night sky and getting ready, the group rushed forward again.

Tonight is a full moon, and the moonlight is very bright. Although it is not as bright as day, ordinary people like my uncle can see things within a range of about 10 feet. Not to mention the Wen family members, cultivators have spiritual power in their bodies, and their five senses are different from those of ordinary people and are more sensitive. If they infuse their eyes with spiritual power, they will see their surroundings as if it were daytime.

Traveling with two mortals, they stopped frequently along the way, and the return journey took twice as long as the journey there.

By the time everyone reached the cliff, it was already the morning of the next day.

To Uncle Wei and his wife, the steep cliff was like a man-eating demon. However, despite their fear and apprehension, they did not hesitate in their steps.

Wenwen and Wenchengjian each pulled Aunt Yang to one side, slowly approaching the edge of the cliff. The siblings exchanged a glance, then jumped in unison. The sudden fall caused Aunt Yang's heart to pound, and she let out a cry of surprise.

"oops--"

"Aunt, don't be afraid, open your eyes."

Considering that it was their aunt's first time visiting, the brother and sister only jumped one step at a time. The three of them stood on the platform for a while, waiting for their aunt to catch her breath before jumping down.

Fortunately, after getting used to it a little, the exclamations completely stopped, and Aunt Yang even dared to open her eyes and look around.

It is evident that ordinary people adapt to their environment quite quickly.

It took the group some time to reach the bottom of the cliff. For safety reasons, Wen Qilin led the way, guiding everyone through the passage.

Just like when you first see a valley.

Mr. and Mrs. Wei were stunned as soon as they came out of the passage.

Just then, the sun rose, and a ray of sunlight shone on the valley, revealing the entire ethereal valley to everyone.

Uncle Wei and his wife were speechless, only able to utter exclamations instinctively.

"ah--"

"what--"

Before the two could even react, Wenwen and the others led Uncle Wei and his wife towards the back mountain of the bamboo courtyard.

When they reached the pavilion near the cave, Wenwen stopped.

"Grandfather, Father, let's rest here."

She made this judgment because she sensed the fluctuations of spiritual energy around her. However, the fluctuations of this spiritual energy were very strange, sometimes gathering and sometimes dispersing, sometimes going east and sometimes going west. However, the overall direction was indeed towards the cave.

Wenwen immediately activated her detection technique. A moment later, she realized that her grandmother and mother were all cultivating in the cave, and the children were especially focused. The spiritual energy surrounding them was increasing. The opportunity had arrived; it's better to be lucky than early.

"Uncle, Third Uncle, Uncle Ye, you should go to the cave to meditate and see how your luck goes. Good luck!"

"Uh-huh!"

Wen Qikang and Yao Changhao each grabbed one of Ye Jingchuan and ran towards a nearby cave.