Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

This girl is going to go bad... Yuchi brought out a clean piece of cloth from the house and helped wipe the snow water off the cheek. When the other person showed a touch of pink, he smiled and replied, "Qingzhu is safely home."

"That’s good."

With a sigh of relief, Wei Yuan held her teacup. She had not had a very good relationship with Wei Qingzhu before. Because in the Wei Mansion, apart from caring about the young man in front of her, she wasn’t interested in anyone else, barely speaking to anyone. So even Wei Qingzhu was somewhat unfamiliar to her.

But since Yuchi left Xufu Town, for about a month, she often stayed with Wei Qingzhu. Although their conversations weren’t exaggerated, they nevertheless got along quite well.

And just a month ago, when Wei Qingzhu left the Wei Family, she became very curious. Since she felt Qingzhu was doing well, why would she leave the Wei Family? She asked Xun Xian, who shook her head, explaining only that Wei Qingzhu had something to do, but didn’t know the specifics.

She felt concerned for her, and since she was coming like this, she didn’t want to leave without getting any information.

Now it’s good. Listening to her brother Yuchi say that Wei Qingzhu is alright, she felt much relieved.

"Do you miss her?" Yuchi asked with a smile.

"I do."

Wei Yuan replied without hesitation:

"Although she sometimes feels dazed, she’s truly a very kind girl. When she first came to the Wei Mansion, she seemed very cold, as if she had gone through something cruel. But gradually, she recovered a lot, until she even became devoted to making you an undershirt, Brother Yuchi."

"Thinking back, she really is a good girl."

Wei Yuan praised her without reservation, but she knew it was just talk. She couldn’t help but feel affectionate, but everyone has their own ambitions, and there’s no feast that doesn’t end. She can only look forward to the next meeting, whenever that might be.

"There will be an opportunity."

Yuchi answered with a smile.

The Ascension Gate is not fully developed yet. Once the time is right, he plans to move the Ascension Gate directly outside the future Xufu Town. On one hand, it can thoroughly suppress the surrounding evils. On the other, it is close to home, so he’ll see what happens then, there will be opportunities.

Thinking of this, looking at the classical beauty in front of him, and the faint blush and sweetness on her oval-shaped face that couldn’t be concealed, Yuchi said seriously: "Yuan’Er."

"I’m here." Wei Yuan’s eyes rested on Yuchi.

"Since Qingzhu has left, no one has helped me make an undershirt. I wonder if you could help me make one. I have faith in your craftsmanship. The winter clothing you made for me before is too precious to wear." Yuchi said with a smile.

Wei Yuan’s craftsmanship is indeed very strong, truly a versatile person, advancing to...

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Advancing to business negotiation, retreating to make clothes in the chamber, apart from not knowing her cooking level, she is practically a truly strong woman, yet soft and tender, eliciting pity.

Thinking back, he should have left a little face for the Qi Family. She wouldn’t be so scared now, but given the circumstances back then, he had to make an example. There was no other way.

And Wei Yuan became a little dazed. The undershirt, she knows how to make it, but making an undershirt requires some measurements.

The measurements were not an issue. Before the girl could return to her senses, Yuchi stood up, took her small hand, and looked at the chamber next to him: "The time is still permissible, let’s go inside."

Wei Yuan: "..."

Pft!

The young girl foolishly couldn’t comprehend the situation, her nose bled, as she was tugged into the chamber by Yuchi...

The door closed.

From inside, Wei Yuan’s panicked voice sounded: "Brother Yuchi, I’m still in front of you..."

Ah!

Her eyes were blind!

Inside the chamber, the meaning was profound.

In the end, with Wei Yuan’s help, Yuchi had a new undershirt, but it wasn’t obtained immediately. It took several days.

There’s no rush now.

After this experience, though the young Wei Yuan was initially a bit rejecting, she eventually began to loosen the shackles in her heart and gradually relaxed.

At least she wasn’t as fearful as before. After all, when one arrives in an unfamiliar environment, even if Yuchi didn’t accept her, she wouldn’t have deeply thought about it, but subconsciously, she was somewhat afraid.

Now it’s different. Even though Yuchi handled it skillfully, not truly bullying her, it greatly improved the relationship between them. At least now Wei Yuan is truly much more relaxed.

The feeling of being under someone’s wing finally disappeared.

For cultivators, this meant the vanishing of a heart knot.

...

Several days passed.

"What a beautiful day it is today, birds are singing, flowers are blooming."

"For a child like you..."

"You should be crying under the teacher’s scolding."

Yuchi gave a wry smile, holding the little Ximo. He had been playing a very simple game with little Ximo—rock-paper-scissors. Whoever lost once could draw a mark on the other’s face with a brush.

And for this purely luck-based game, Yuchi just couldn’t win against little Ximo.

Each time Xun Xian would pull apart their sleeves for them to compete, Yuchi would be defeated, resulting in a mouse drawing on his face, making for a pathetic return.

Along the way, other Wei Family offspring saw the sad look of their real Patriarch...

They forcibly held back their laughter, painfully walking away one by one.

"Uncle! After class, let’s play again!"

"Play... just know how to play... what is eight plus eight?"

"Eight plus eight is... eighty-eight!"

"Eighty-eight? You look like eighty-eight! Properly study for me!"

Yuchi threw the crying little girl directly to the teacher. When he saw the teacher’s increasingly sparse hair, he showed a look of gratitude: "Thank you for your hard work."

In the cold wind, the sparse hair fluttered in the breeze, tears welled up in the teacher’s eyes: "Doing paid work, Sanlang, you don’t need to worry."

Yuchi also teared up: "I’ll add more money for you."