Chapter 1334: West Gate Feng's News

Renovating cultivation techniques takes too long, and simultaneously practicing multiple techniques would hinder one's progress. Wang Changsheng wasn't greedy; he just wanted to learn a few combat moves.

"I've noticed something off about Zhang Wuchen," he thought. "She seems to be deliberately concealing her true divine abilities. She uses flying swords to fight, but she only uses simple moves. I haven't seen her set up sword formations or employ any unique sword cultivator techniques."

Wang Changsheng was puzzled by this. When dealing with the two Nascent Soul barbarians, he felt somewhat constrained, but Zhang Wuchen also seemed restricted. She directly brought out the spirit treasure, the Yellow Dragon Seal.

"Zhang Wuchen warned us before, and then she appeared during our family's crisis. Their Zhang family is so enthusiastic about our Wang family, I always feel like there's something fishy going on, but I can't quite pinpoint what it is," Wang Ruyan said, frowning. The Zhang and Wang families were in-laws. Logically, Zhang Wuchen's initiative to warn them was already an act of utmost kindness. Was Zhang Wuchen constantly tracking the whereabouts of True Monarch Yellow Dragon? The Wang family didn't have that much influence! The Zhang family had more than one in-law connection, so why were they being so exceptionally good to the Wang family?

Wang Changsheng agreed with this point. "Zhang Wuchen and Lin Yuzong are nominally husband and wife, but it feels like Lin Yuzong has no presence. Zhang Wuchen seems to be in charge of everything. We need to be careful when dealing with her."

"Let's not talk about Zhang Wuchen for now. I got a Blood Glaze Ganoderma. Let's give it to Junior Martial Sister Tian to help with her recovery!"

Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan arrived at Fairy Ziyue's residence and sent a sound transmission talisman. Not long after, Fairy Ziyue emerged. Her complexion was still slightly pale, but her spirits were much better than before. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Wang Changsheng took out a greenish jade box and handed it to Fairy Ziyue. Just as he was about to speak, Wang Ruyan interjected, "Sister Tian, this is a thousand-year Blood Glaze Ganoderma. My husband specifically went to the Heavenly Void Caverns to gather it for you. We couldn't find other spiritual herbs to refine it into a pill, so please take it raw. The effect certainly won't be as good as a pill, but it will definitely help with your injuries and speed up your recovery."

If Wang Changsheng had spoken, he would have answered truthfully, which would have conveyed a completely different meaning.

Fairy Ziyue was slightly taken aback. She glanced at the bewildered Wang Changsheng and smiled knowingly. She naturally saw through it; Wang Changsheng hadn't specifically gone to the Heavenly Void Caverns to gather it. The Wang family had just experienced a major disaster. Would Wang Changsheng specifically run to the Heavenly Void Caverns just to gather spiritual herbs for her? Unless Wang Changsheng was a deeply infatuated man, but from her interactions with him, he was clearly not such a person. She guessed that Wang Changsheng had obtained the Blood Glaze Ganoderma by chance, not intentionally.

Seeing through it but not pointing it out, Fairy Ziyue smiled charmingly and said gratefully, "Thank you so much, Senior Brother Wang." With a thousand-year Blood Glaze Ganoderma, her recovery speed would be much faster.

"Junior Martial Sister Tian, you're too kind. Just focus on recuperating! If we obtain any more healing pills, we'll bring them to you."

After chatting for about half an hour, Wang Changsheng and Wang Ruyan bid farewell and left.

Wang Changsheng summoned Wang Mengfen and inquired about the family's recent situation. Wang Mengfen answered truthfully: currently, there were too many non-Wang family cultivators, but he had been encouraging childbirth, so the number of Wang family members was constantly increasing. The biggest problem now was the family's lack of third-tier alchemists. Wang Qingqi was the only third-tier alchemist in the Wang family, and he was under immense pressure. Besides refining items for forming cores, he also had to refine other pills: pills for enhancing spiritual power, pills for restoring spiritual power, and pills for replenishing vital energy. This was unavoidable; the Wang family had risen too quickly, leading to a severe shortage of mid-to-high-level combat power and very few skilled professionals. The Wang family wanted to introduce third-tier alchemists, but why would they easily join the Wang family? A Core Formation cultivator who could refine third-tier pills could sustain themselves and had no need to join other forces. Wang Jiyu was originally the Wang family's second third-tier alchemist, but he committed a grave error and was executed.

"We need to step up the training of alchemists! Oh, by the way, how is Changjie?" Strictly speaking, Wang Changsheng had only met Wang Changjie a few times. Wang Changjie was young, but his generational seniority was established.

"He's doing very well. Grand-uncle Qingqi speaks highly of his alchemy talent."

Wang Changsheng nodded, about to say something, when Wang Ruyan hurried in, her expression sad and serious. "Husband, Uncle Mingren failed to form his Nascent Soul and has passed away."

Upon hearing this, Wang Changsheng and Wang Mengfen were stunned. After a moment, Wang Changsheng reacted and pressed, "Is the news true? Who brought it?"

"It was Aunt Ximen. She brought back Uncle Mingren's ashes. Uncle Mingren is truly gone." Wang Ruyan sighed, her face full of grief. The Great Dao was merciless. After Wang Mingren was found to have dual spiritual roots, he lived with them. Even with all his flaws, Wang Ruyan felt deep sorrow upon learning that he had passed away after failing to form his Nascent Soul. Familiar family members were passing away one by one, and every time she learned of a familiar family member's passing, Wang Ruyan would feel very sad.

Wang Changsheng sighed deeply and asked, "Where is Aunt Ximen? We should go see her. No matter what, Uncle Mingren was a member of our Wang family and should be given a proper burial." Wang Mingren's failure to form his Nascent Soul was unexpected for Wang Changsheng, but since it was reality, there was no point in saying more.

"She's at Changjie's residence. I've already called Qingjing and the others over. Let's go too!"

"Let's go! Mengfen, you come with us too!" Wang Changsheng called out and walked outside.

In a courtyard filled with many exotic flowers and plants, Wang Qingjing, Wang Qingqi, Wang Qiuming, Wang Qingling, Wang Qingshan, Ye Haitang, Wang Tianmi, and others stood in the yard. In front of them was a three-story green pavilion. Ximen Feng and Wang Changjie were dressed in mourning clothes, and Wang Mingren's memorial tablet and urn were placed on the altar. Ximen Feng looked grief-stricken, and Wang Changjie seemed disoriented; he couldn't immediately accept this heavy blow. The news of Wang Mingren's death after failing to break through to the Nascent Soul stage was truly shocking.

"Husband, I've brought you back to Qinglian Island," Ximen Feng said softly, tears welling in her eyes. She took a deep breath, her expression hardening, and asked Wang Changjie, "Changjie, do you still remember the meaning of the name your father and I gave you—Changjie?"

Wang Changjie nodded honestly. "Son remembers. Father and Mother hoped that Son would become an outstanding talent in the family. Son has always worked hard; you can ask the academy dean."

"This was your father's dying wish. What he couldn't accomplish, you must do for him. Only then will he rest in peace, do you understand?"

"Son will definitely do it, definitely," Wang Changjie said seriously, his eyes firm.

Ximen Feng nodded with satisfaction, and she and Wang Changjie walked out. At this moment, Wang Changsheng and the other two also arrived.

"Aunt Ximen, please accept our condolences. With Uncle Mingren gone, you must take even better care of yourself. We will take good care of Changjie on Uncle Mingren's behalf," Wang Changsheng sighed softly, offering comfort.