The bedroom door opened, and a slightly overweight middle-aged man stretched and slowly walked out with so difficulty in his legs. It was the deputy director of the Water and Electricity Departnt, Jiang Dong.
He sat down at the dining table and, seeing his daughter, smiled. "ii, you got up so early today."
The girl referred to as ii nodded coldly, looking sowhat uneasy and nervous as she occasionally glanced at the kitchen with the corner of her eye.
At the sa ti, the sound of bustling activity ca from the kitchen.
As soon as Jiang Dong heard the sound, his body stiffened slightly, and he fell silent, lowering his head as he sat opposite his daughter, ii.
Monts later, a silhouette erged from the kitchen, placing two bowls of porridge and a dish of pickled vegetables in front of Jiang Dong and ii.
The woman who served the food smiled warmly. "Eat up, I made the porridge with yesterday’s leftover grains."
Jiang Dong and his sister swallowed, cold sweat breaking out on their foreheads as they stared at the woman before them.
’Deceased wife...’ Jiang Dong thought to himself, ’My wife who should have died 15 years ago has been appearing every day for the past three days, making breakfast for .’
Unable to help himself, Jiang Dong reached up to cover his mouth. ’Has it finally... co to ?’
’Am I going to be transford too?’
ii, looking at the woman by her side, felt scared but also couldn’t help anticipating, ’Mom... Seeing mom... is so nice... But, should I report this to the police? Will they kill mom?’ She looked over to the man beside her. ’And what is this man planning?’
’Given this man’s cowardice, surely he will tell the police, right?’
With a heart full of worry and imnse spiritual pressure, Jiang Dong hurriedly finished his breakfast and then, both he and his daughter, burdened with their heavy thoughts, left ho one after the other.
anwhile, on the rooftop across from their door, Zhou Bai and Lin Muqing watched Jiang Dong and his daughter open their front door and leave, waiting for over ten minutes after they had left the street before they started approaching Jiang Dong’s ho.
What the two of them didn’t notice was that shortly after the father and daughter left their line of sight, they disappeared into thin air.
Standing outside the door, Lin Muqing asked, "How about it? Can you feel the power of divination?"
Zhou Bai shook his head. "We need to get closer—close enough to see with the naked eye, at least."
"Sigh, I knew it wouldn’t be so simple," said Lin Muqing. "I’ll set up an Array outside first, then we’ll go in."
Lin Muqing then activated his Primordial Spirit, and banners of the Array were planted in the corners and shadows all around.
Instantly, Zhou Bai felt the noise quiet down, and the ambient sounds from afar began to recede.
Lin Muqing explained, "A simple soundproofing Array and a warning Array for convenience while we search."
"By the way, Zhou Bai, although I’ve already ntioned this several tis, I think it’s best to remind you again.
The 64 hexagrams possess very strange powers. Under the influence of the 64 hexagrams, no matter how illogical or unbelievable things may appear, if sothing goes wrong, you must accept it and then seek out the pattern. By understanding the pattern of the hexagrams, you can control their power.
Brute force is useless."
...
With a creak, the front door slowly opened, and Zhou Bai and Lin Muqing entered the room together.
The sound of chopping rose—it was coming from the kitchen, the sound of a knife hitting the cutting board as soone chopped vegetables.
Zhou Bai and Lin Muqing floated in mid-air, using their Primordial Spirit to silently move toward the kitchen.
He saw a woman cooking in the kitchen, with her back to them.
Zhou Bai was just about to draw out the "Cheng Ying", but saw Lin Muqing stop him, shaking her head and transmitting a ssage, "Don’t act rashly. The aberrations triggered by the divination often lead to bizarre or even grueso side effects. Let’s first understand what’s going on before considering our next move."
Zhou Bai nodded. Although he possessed a gemstone that could reverse ti, it ca with a full week of cooldown ti. He should treasure the opportunity to reverse ti and not use it recklessly.
Suddenly, his gaze flickered as he thought, ’Lin Muqing can transmit thoughts? Then why did she write on my hand before?’
He looked towards Lin Muqing who was observing the woman cooking and appeared completely unaware of Zhou Bai’s puzzled gaze.
The next mont, Lin Muqing pulled Zhou Bai to the side just as the woman turned around to grab sothing, revealing a profile.
Lin Muqing’s gaze sharpened as she said, "Her appearance matches the information, and her build seems about the sa."
Just then, the bedroom door opened, and a young girl walked out.
Zhou Bai’s gaze hardened, and he transmitted, "Isn’t that Jiang Dong’s daughter, Jiang i? She should have just left with her father."
Lin Muqing also frowned slightly and said, "Right, we saw her leave with Jiang Dong ourself, we couldn’t have mistaken that."
At that mont, Jiang Dong also ca out from another bedroom and sat down with his daughter at the dining table.
Zhou Bai, "What’s going on? Were the ones who left just now fake, or are these ones at ho fake?"
Lin Muqing, "This scene… could it be what happened in the room before they left?"
Lin Muqing wasn’t certain either. After pondering for a mont, she wrapped the Array flags with her Primordial Spirit power and inserted them into the corners of the room. She planned to set up an Array first, to seek protection.
"This is the Heavenly Gate Giant Spirit Array. It can absorb spiritual chanisms and form a giant spirit hand to fight against enemies. Although my setup is a bit simplified, it should be enough to suppress any enemy below the fifth realm."
Just then, the father and daughter at the dining table started talking.
Jiang i, "Dad, I’m bored with just breathing in the spiritual chanisms every day. I want to start cultivating. When can I look at the Dao School’s study materials?"
Jiang Dong smiled and stroked Jiang i’s head, "Cultivation, huh? I’ll think about it so more. Work on your Primordial Spirit power first."
Jiang i said, "What about applying for the Dao School?"
Jiang Dong shook his head, "You’re too young, wait a few more years."
"But Song Li and Liu Di have already registered…"
"I said, you’re too young, let’s talk about this next ti."
Jiang i’s expression turned cold, and she lowered her head, no longer speaking.
Zhou Bai knew that for most ordinary people, entering the Dao School was the only chance to access the sacred texts and successfully start cultivation.
But for many cultivation families, especially when both parents were cultivators and held positions in the military, governnt, or Dao School, their children could have the chance to access the sacred texts or related materials earlier.
However, most would not let their children access the sacred texts early, as their level of education and protective asures could hardly compare to those of the Dao School.
It was rare, like Zuo Dao, to start cultivating before entering school.
’But it seems that Jiang Dong doesn’t really support his daughter’s cultivation? And doesn’t seem to back her application to the Dao School either?’
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Thank you, ’Mr. JT’, for the generous reward.
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