Chapter 232: Two hundred thirty-two, news Chapter 232: Two hundred thirty-two, news Seeing Yang Xin’er and Song Yufeng reconciled, Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang also felt relieved.
“Yufeng, Xin’er, we plan to head back to Yang City in a couple of days,” Yang Lisheng spoke up. He was accustomed to country living, and truly wasn’t comfortable residing in Beijing.
“Dad, Mom, stay a bit longer, please. You have nothing pressing back home, and besides, Xiao Ning is on summer break now. Let her spend some more days here; it would be good for her to build a closer relationship with Xiao Li and Xiao Yang,” Yang Xin’er held Li Meixiang’s hand, looking at Yang Lisheng and Li Meixiang as she urged them. After this incident, her relationship with her parents had softened, and Xiao Ning—she was growing increasingly fond of her.
Yang Lisheng hesitated, mainly concerned about the herbs he had picked. He had thought he would be returning soon when he had left, and some of the herbs hadn’t been properly dried; he was worried they might spoil.
“Why not stay a few more days?” Li Meixiang looked towards Yang Lisheng. She saw Xiao Ning getting along well with Xiao Li and Xiao Yang, and it was rare for the three siblings to have time together; nurturing their bond was beneficial.
“Yeah, Dad, why don’t you stay a bit longer?” Song Yufeng also spoke up, encouraging them to stay. He was very happy these past few days; Xin’er had changed a lot, and she wasn’t like before with him. He felt as if he had returned to the time when they were dating.
“Well, alright then,” Yang Lisheng said as his son-in-law had spoken up, and he felt it would be impolite to refuse.
“Relatives! Have you not considered staying in Beijing?” Mr. Song really hoped they would stay in Beijing. If they stayed, Xiao Ning would stay as well.
“We are used to living in the countryside, it’s not as noisy as Beijing, and the air quality is better. Most importantly, I enjoy collecting herbs; taking a walk up the mountain every day makes me feel invigorated,” Yang Lisheng smiled. Actually, there was another reason: he couldn’t leave the villagers in his hometown behind.
Though transportation was more convenient now, the villagers still trusted him the most. If they got sick, he was the first person they would think of. Moreover, there were many elderly orphans in the village who simply couldn’t go to the hospital when ill. If he was there, he could visit them to provide medical treatment.
“That makes sense,” chuckled Mr. Song, nodding. What Yang Lisheng said even made him somewhat tempted to live in the countryside.
Song Yan Ning held Song Junyang’s hand, channeling a thread of Spiritual Power into his body to assist his cultivation. After these few days of training, Song Junyang had achieved some results.
“How do you feel now?” asked Song Yan Ning.
“It’s kind of swollen and painful,” Song Junyang dared not move, practicing the Ancient Martial Arts as taught by Song Yan Ning. He was very fond of this third sister. It was such a shame that she was unwilling to stay with the Song Family; it would have been so much better.
“Mm,” Song Yan Ning responded softly. That sensation was normal; she was currently using her Spiritual Power to open up his meridians, which would make his training in Ancient Martial Arts much more effective. Xiao Yang had a natural gift for martial arts training; as long as he was persistent, becoming a Yellow-level Martial Artist by the age of ten wasn’t impossible.
After helping Song Junyang open up another meridian, Song Yan Ning withdrew her Spiritual Power, observed Song Junyang for a while, and then stood up and left the room.
Song Yanli was waiting outside the room for Song Yan Ning. Seeing her come out, she said, “Xiao Ning, I need to talk to you about something.”
Song Yan Ning nodded, “Let’s talk in your room.”
The two went to Song Yanli’s room. Song Yanli closed the door and they both sat down on the couch.
“Xiao Ning, could you teach me to practice Ancient Martial Arts?” Song Yanli knew her request was a bit much, and she had given it a lot of thought before deciding to ask. She had heard that Ancient Martial Cultivators were very powerful, and after reaching a certain level, they could even fly and escape through the ground.
“Sure,” Song Yan Ning smiled and nodded. To her, ancient martial arts were nothing more than general body-strengthening techniques, a far cry from true cultivation. Song Yanli was not a bad person, so teaching her a little couldn’t hurt.
Song Yanli looked at Song Yan Ning with a face full of surprise, “Really? That’s great! Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone else.” She genuinely hadn’t expected Xiao Ning to be willing to teach her about cultivating ancient martial arts.
“Mm.” Whether or not Song Yanli taught others, Song Yan Ning truly didn’t care.
“So when will you teach me?” Song Yanli’s eyes were filled with anticipation as she looked at Song Yan Ning. Of course, she hoped it would be as soon as possible.
Song Yan Ning glanced at the time, “Let’s start now then.”
“Okay!” Song Yanli happily nodded.
Song Yan Ning passed on to Song Yanli a set of ancient martial arts techniques that were more suitable for girls to practice, “From now on, practice according to what I just told you, and if there’s anything you don’t understand, just ask me.”
“Xiao Ning, thank you!” Song Yanli expressed her gratitude to Song Yan Ning. She knew how precious the ancient martial arts techniques were, and she was truly grateful that Xiao Ning was willing to teach her.
Song Yan Ning shook her head with a smile, “Then get on with your practice, I’m going out.” She knew that Song Yanli must be eager to start practicing right away.
“Yes.” Song Yanli nodded and watched Song Yan Ning leave before eagerly beginning to practice using the method taught to her.
Song Yan Ning went downstairs and, seeing her maternal grandparents watching TV in the living room, sat down beside them.
“Xiao Ning, have some watermelon; it’s really sweet,” Li Meixiang pushed the fruit plate on the coffee table toward Song Yan Ning.
“Xiao Ning, your grandmother and I have decided to go back in half a month,” Yang Lisheng turned his head toward Song Yan Ning. Originally, they had planned to stay a bit longer for Xin’er, but he couldn’t stay put any longer.
“Okay.” Song Yan Ning picked up a piece of watermelon with a toothpick and put it in her mouth, the sweetness exploding instantly.
“It’s this news again, who knows what kind of heartless madman would do such a thing,” Yang Lisheng couldn’t help but condemn as he saw the news being broadcast.
Song Yan Ning looked towards the TV and saw a news report about a body found in a dilapidated old house on the outskirts of Beijing. Even though the body was pixelated, she could tell that the person’s death was very gruesome.
“This isn’t the first time, this is the third person this week,” Yang Lisheng picked up his teacup, took a sip, and shook his head.
After hearing the news, Song Yan Ning decided she would check out the old house that evening. The news mentioned that at night the place was filled with an oppressive yin energy, and no one dared to get close. Even the police officers keeping watch would only do so from a distance.
Places like these often had a yin sha energy. If such energy was present, it meant either a yin soul was nearby, or there was a Yin Spirit Pearl. Although the Yin Spirit Pearl was not useful to her, it would be extremely beneficial for Xiang, allowing her strength to rise without any problem.
Thinking this, Song Yan Ning spoke, “Grandpa, Grandma, I’m going out for a bit.” She planned to go there now to check out the situation, to see if it was as she suspected.