CHAPTER 129: 129: DAILY LIFE OF A CULTIVATOR COUPLE ②

"Wifey, what are you going to do being so shy? Soon we’re going to dual cultivate~" Jiang Nuo deliberately emphasized the words "dual cultivate" with a certain seductive tone.

"Are you planning to put on some clothes or not?"

"Of course, I’ll dress. How can I not when my dear wife asks? But if I joke too much, you’ll get angry." Jiang Nuo playfully replied a few more lines, then obediently put on his clothes, "All right, I’m dressed now."

Mu Qiuniang waved her hand, putting away the medicinal bath barrels in the room, and called him to stand in front of her so she could check him over.

Since she had decided to lead him on the path of cultivation, Mu Qiuniang no longer hid the glow of spiritual energy and particularly instructed him to remember the routes the energy traveled through the meridians.

Jiang Nuo saw a gentle white light shimmer on his wife’s fingertip before it tapped at the center of his forehead, as something surged into his body. The feeling was as refreshing as being in a sauna, with all his pores opening up.

No! More comfortable than that, like a fish returning to water, feeling relaxed, content, and free.

And in his mind, as the spiritual energy moved around his body, a large network of meridians became gradually clear. The golden lines looked so brilliant against the milky light, like a tree rooted deep in the sea of his memory.

"Remember it clearly?"

"Yes, I remember it clearly."

"In the future, I will teach you some mantras. Once you’ve memorized them, guide your physical energy to follow the route we just went over, understand?"

"Understood."

"All right, start memorizing these mantras." After withdrawing her spiritual energy, Mu Qiuniang tossed him a book titled "Cultivation Introduction Mantra."

The dark blue pages, thread-bound, looked somewhat like a martial arts secret book from the movies. If his wife hadn’t given it to him, he’d definitely think it was something commonplace used to fool people.

Especially since the cover had a few large calligraphic characters on it—"Crazy Grass Collection."

Mu Qiuniang seemed to see through his thoughts and said, "It’s made to look like this on purpose so you can conveniently pull it out to read. Outsiders would just think it’s a calligraphy guidebook."

"Oh, wife, you think of everything." If his wife hadn’t mentioned it, just looking at the cover, he’d really think it was for practicing calligraphy.

Thanks to Mu Qiuniang who regularly fed him spirit food, he’d cultivated an excellent memory. Otherwise, this book wasn’t thick, but it had tens of thousands of words, and he’d need to put in some effort to memorize it.

Once he had it memorized, he began to try what his wife called "meditation," guiding the innate energy into his body.

Unfortunately, as his wife had said, his aptitude was really poor. Memorizing was easy, but after three days of meditation, there was still no sign of any so-called "lights and dots."

"Wife, I still can’t see the innate energy you mentioned, what should I do?" Jiang Nuo said miserably, "Wife, am I unfit for cultivation?"

Mu Qiuniang calmly painted with a brush and said, "I told you before, your aptitude is the worst kind, there’s no use rushing. It’s only been three days, how can it happen so fast? What others can do in a day, you need at least ten times the effort to achieve..."

She wouldn’t mention that by channeling spiritual energy into his body, he had actually taken a shortcut and could already see the "innate energy." But to prevent him from thinking cultivation was too easy, she had tampered during his meditation, extracting the surrounding innate energy to create a vacuum, making it impossible for him to sense it.

Thus, after a week of "meditation," Jiang Nuo finally saw those little star-like dots.

"Wife, I see them?! I see the stars you mentioned, they’re white and blue, so beautiful..."

Indeed, they were beautiful, in the endless darkness, a group of firefly-like beautiful light dots appeared, some white, some blue, emitting a soft glow, swirling around him.

They seemed to have life, jumping around him playfully, even occasionally hopping onto his shoulder or nose, expressing their affection. However, when he reached out to catch them, they would quickly jump away, giggling: [Come and catch me, come and catch me!]

[Hahaha... you can’t catch me!]

[So clumsy, so clumsy, you can’t catch me!]

...

Like a child finding a new toy, Jiang Nuo was overjoyed and immediately wanted to share his joy with Mu Qiuniang.

Mu Qiuniang was eating watermelon, and unlike his excitement, she was incredibly calm: "Oh!"

Jiang Nuo continued babbling enthusiastically about how adorable the little lights were, how they talked to him, played, but were too naughty, not letting him catch them, which was so frustrating.

He truly hoped that their future children wouldn’t be as mischievous, otherwise, they’d be in for a headache!

Knowing him, and that he couldn’t go ten sentences without mentioning children ever since he found out she could conceive, Mu Qiuniang ignored him.

She had already explained that while she could bear children, being a cultivator made it difficult. Otherwise, there wouldn’t be so many people in the cultivation world without kids! Yet, he refused to believe it, insisting they were different, and since he was so lucky, the children would surely come along soon!

Then Mu Qiuniang recalled that they had been married for years, without contraception, but no children had come. She thought his words were a bit overconfident. Plus, wasn’t his luck pieced together with lucky charms she’d gathered?

Jiang Nuo finally spent his energy and, feeling a bit dejected, said, "Wife, why are these little stars so hard to catch? They’re just teasing me, not letting me grab them."

"Mm!"

"Wife, did you also have to work hard for this?"

"Mm!" She couldn’t say that she naturally attracted spiritual energy, with it willingly gathering for her to grab, could she?

"Then I’m relieved, it seems it’s not just my problem, everyone faces this issue. These little stars are like mischievous children, so hard to handle. I need to think of a way."

Mu Qiuniang: "..." She didn’t recall saying that? If this was his way of comforting himself, so be it.

Jiang Nuo held his fist: "I don’t believe it. If I can handle movies, I’m not afraid of a few mischievous kids! I should also use them to practice, learn how to deal with mischievous children, and be prepared for our own kids in the future."

Mu Qiuniang: "..." Had he already determined their future kids would be mischievous?

Jiang Nuo’s attitude seemed like he was simply venting, not actually seeking comfort from her. After a brief moment, he ran back to the room to meditate in the Spirit Gathering Array she had set up.

Mu Qiuniang continued eating watermelon, watching TV, as leisurely as could be.

Fine! She’d tell him later in the evening that Mu Nan had called to inform him that "Fahai Doesn’t Understand Love" was going to start