Of course, the rapid recovery of his cultivation also benefited from the perfect rules of this World and the Spiritual Qi full of immortal substances.
A Golden Core Stage Cultivator, comparable to the Sea of Wheels Realm, can live for a thousand years. After reaching the Mahayana Realm, his Lifespan is even endless. If the Supreme Cultivators of the Gu Clan knew about this, they would probably transform into their original forms and become pets for Lin Meng for the sake of longevity. Their obsession with Lifespan is beyond words.
Anyway, in Qin Xuan's eyes, this World is a huge immortal medicine. Just a single breath can grant an extra three hundred years of life. Three hundred years! How many people would some Supreme Cultivators kill for three hundred years of Lifespan?
Speaking of which, Qin De looked at his third son, who was full of vigor, and then at his fourth son, who was bored and seemed to be yawning, a hint of helplessness appearing in his eyes.
His third son was born with a ruptured Dantian, unable to gather Qi. His fourth son was born with blocked Meridians, unable to be cleared. He barely managed to absorb some Spiritual Qi, but then his Meridians shattered. Qin Xuan absorbed too much Mixed Yuan Innate Ancestral Qi the moment he was born, which accumulated in his Meridians. When his talent was tested, it hadn't been refined yet, hence the blocked Meridians.
In addition, Qin Xuan was crushed by the pressure of destiny when he tried to retrieve his Mother's soul, causing some damage to his body's Meridians. This was discovered when Feng Yu Zi was clearing his Meridians, scaring Feng Yu Zi into thinking that his own Spiritual Qi had ruptured Qin Xuan's Meridians.
Although the result was much the same—neither could Cultivate—comparatively, Qin Yu's Meridians were still somewhat clear. In this life, he might still have a chance at Innate external Cultivation. Although he couldn't become an immortal, with Qin De protecting him, he wouldn't be bullied while enjoying life in the Human Realm.
It's just Little Four, alas. Yu'er, though knowing he can't Cultivate, still works hard for it, but Xuan'er has long since given up on himself.
Looking at the expressions of the twelve strong Cultivators who had once taught Little San and Little Four, it was clear: they felt pity for Little San, but for Little Four, it was pure lament.
Never mind, never mind. Qin De sighed in his heart. "You two can't Cultivate martial arts, and you're unwilling to learn the art of strategy. So be it. After all, my Qin Family can still protect you."
Qin Yu didn't understand Qin De's words, his eyes still dazed. Qin Xuan didn't care, yawning and looking sleepy.
Suddenly, a crane cry echoed, and a handsome, elegant middle-aged man with an immortal Dao aura descended on a white crane into the courtyard. This middle-aged man was Qin De's good friend, the immortal Cultivator enshrined in the Zhendong King Manor, the Golden Core Stage Cultivator Feng Yu Zi.
Seeing the newcomer, Qin De eagerly asked, "Qin Xuan, have you found a way to solve Yu'er's Dantian and Xuan'er's Meridians problems?"
Feng Yu Zi looked at Qin De's expression and couldn't help but sigh, "King Zhen Dong, for this matter, I specifically returned to my sect to check the material. After finding nothing, I went to ask a few of my Nascent Soul Stage Senior Martial Uncle. They were also helpless. I am powerless regarding Little Yu and Little Xuan's matters."
Upon hearing this, Qin De could only slowly sit down, letting Lian Yan take Qin Yu and Qin Xuan out to play. He sat by the stone table, his eyes vacant, as if he had lost his soul.
Half an hour later, Qin De looked up, his eyes slightly red. "Qin Xuan, is there truly no other way?" Feng Yu Zi looked at his brother, who was usually a man of iron and blood, now with red eyes, on the verge of tears. He couldn't help but shake his head and console him, "King Zhen Dong, children and grandchildren have their own destiny. With us around, Yu'er and Xuan'er will surely enjoy a life of wealth and prosperity. This will not let down Queen's spirit in Heaven."
"Jingyi!" Hearing the words "Queen," Qin De looked up at Heaven, as if seeing that gentle woman in the sky. He couldn't help but feel hatred, gritting his teeth and growling in a low voice, "Xiang Family, I will not let you go!"
"Qin Xuan!" Feng Yu Zi, seeing Qin De's expression, couldn't help but pat Qin De on the shoulder. Everything was left unsaid.
At dinner time, to celebrate Feng Yu Zi's return, the Zhendong King Manor held a grand family banquet. King Zhen Dong Qin De sat at the head of the table. On his left was Feng Yu Zi, then Qin Yu and Qin Xuan. On the other side sat Qin De's eldest son, Qin Feng, followed by Qin De's second son, Qin Zheng.
"I've decided. Since Yu'er and Xuan'er both like the Cloud Mist Villa, I'll send them both there. The Zhuangzi will be registered under their names," Qin De said calmly from the head seat, as if it were nothing important.
"Father, Little Yu, Little Xuan are still so young, you... how can you..." Qin Feng stood up excitedly upon hearing this.
"Elder Brother!" Qin Zheng, skilled in strategizing, naturally knew this was for Qin Yu and Qin Xuan's good, and he reached out to pull Qin Feng.
"Alas, this is good too," Feng Yu Zi sighed, looking at Qin Yu, who seemed to be having a great time below him, and Qin Xuan, who seemed to have fallen asleep.
Qin Feng sat down dejectedly upon hearing this. "Can't we... can't we wait? Wait for them?"
Qin De shook his head. "We can't wait. This way, even if we ultimately fail, they won't be implicated."
"Alas," Qin Zheng also glanced at Qin Yu, who was grinning foolishly, and Qin Xuan, who was sleeping, and sighed.
"Yu'er, Xuan'er, come here." Looking at the three expressionless people, Qin De summoned. "Father!" Qin Yu pulled the groggy Qin Xuan to Qin De.
"Yu'er, Xuan'er, do you like Cloud Mist Villa?" Qin De asked with a forced smile. "Yes, Ah Xuan also loves the hot springs there, they're very comfortable," Qin Yu answered for Qin Xuan.
"Then what about you, Yu'er?"
"Of course I like it too, the scenery there is beautiful," Qin Yu said innocently, unable to understand the complex expression on Qin De's face.
Qin De smiled, "Good, good, good, Yu'er, since you like it, I'll give Cloud Mist Villa to you, and a thousand elite soldiers will also be under your command from now on. If you want anything, just tell your Grandpa Lian. Your Grandpa Lian will go there to take care of you from now on."
"Great, that's wonderful! Wow, Cloud Mist Villa is mine! I can soak in that hot spring every day, it's so comfortable!" Qin Yu's face turned red with excitement.
"Sure enough, it's you, boy, who likes that hot spring. How could Little Xuan possibly like that thing?" Qin De reached out and stroked Qin Yu's hair, something seemingly slipping from the corner of his eye.
The next morning, Qin Yu and Qin Xuan were sent by Qin De in a carriage to Cloud Mist Villa. Watching the carriage disappear into the distance, Qin De reached out as if to grasp something, but then let his hand fall helplessly.
"King Zhen Dong!" Feng Yu Zi and the black-faced scholar Xu Yuan stood beside Qin De, unable to help but exclaim.
"It's nothing. Let's go back." Qin De led the way into the Wang Residence. Seeing Qin De's somewhat faltering steps, Feng Yu Zi and Xu Yuan also felt uneasy in their hearts. After all, after this parting, it would be difficult for King Zhen Dong to see Third Your Highness and Fourth Your Highness again.