CHAPTER 250: CHAPTER 246 WHY DON’T YOU FOLLOW ME?

Chen Xuan felt a bit puzzled.

As time was running out, he and Ning Long were eager to break through to the first rank, and the two of them didn’t dare waste a bit of time.

Moreover, even when they came to find him, it was always together with Ning Long.

Why had he come alone today?

"Over here!"

Chen Xuan stood up and waved towards Ning Feng.

"Wow, it hasn’t been that long, but this Celestial Spirit Rice has grown taller than Brother Xuan!"

Ning Feng arrived here and touched the stalks with his little hand.

"So thick!"

"It’s much thicker than Sister Ning Xin’s field!"

"This Spirit-Extinguishing Grass is thick too! Let me try!"

With that, spiritual power gathered in his hands.

"Hey!!!"

With a soft shout, his little hand transformed into a blade and slashed above the root by an inch.

"Bang!"

As a second-rank practitioner, he only left a very shallow mark on the Spirit-Extinguishing Grass.

"Ah....."

Ning Feng instantly became unhappy, unexpected that even with his full strength, he couldn’t deal with a single stalk of Spirit-Extinguishing Grass.

Very dejected!

"Enough!"

Chen Xuan patted his little head, reassuring him, "Even a first-rank practitioner struggles with it!"

It had to be said, this Spirit-Extinguishing Grass was extraordinary.

However, what was strange was that any cut Spirit-Extinguishing Grass would wither within a day, and then automatically dissolve and disappear.

Chen Xuan had once carefully observed that the dissolved Spirit-Extinguishing Grass returned to the soil.

Moreover, each time it dissolved, the growth of the Celestial Spirit Rice would accelerate somewhat.

Very peculiar.

"Brother Xuan, I only have a few months left, do you think I can reach the first rank?"

Ning Feng looked up, eagerly gazing at Chen Xuan.

Yesterday, the village chief reminded him to cultivate diligently and reach the first rank before the deadline.

But——

He truly had no confidence.

Two months ago, even Ning Long had reached the second rank, and in just two months, he was about to catch up with him.

This made him feel very uncomfortable.

"The path of cultivation is most afraid of impatience, with your mindset, it’s hard to make progress!"

Chen Xuan squatted down and placed both of his hands on Ning Feng’s shoulders, speaking very seriously.

"But I’m anxious!"

Ning Feng pouted, his innocent little face looking very unhappy.

"Anxiety won’t help, what you should do is your best and let fate take its course! Understand?"

"I don’t get it!"

Ning Feng shook his head, a look of confusion in his clear eyes.

"Sigh!"

Chen Xuan sighed inwardly, even as a second-rank martial artist, at the end of the day, he was still a child; both his mindset and knowledge couldn’t keep up.

So he explained to him, "It means you just need to focus on cultivating, don’t worry about anything else!"

"As long as you try your best, the result isn’t important!"

"How can it not be important? I must reach the first rank, that’s what the village chief said!"

Ning Feng became anxious immediately.

This was the village chief’s requirement for him, and on the island, the village chief was the highest authority.

So he had to cultivate to the first rank.

...

"Sigh!"

Chen Xuan looked in the direction Ning Feng flew off to, sighing helplessly.

He understood the old man meant well, and wasn’t wrong in his actions.

But Xiaofeng and Xiaolong were too young.

This was also a fact.

"Well, I’ve done what I could, the rest is up to the heavens."

There was nothing else he could do.

During this time, he hadn’t held back, but Xiaofeng’s temperament was too anxious, making no progress during this time.

Compared to him, Xiaolong progressed rapidly.

He had already surpassed him.

Based on his estimation, there was a good chance he could cultivate to the first rank within a few months.

And this was placing even greater pressure on Ning Feng.

After all, he used to be stronger than Ning Long, and now he was being overtaken.

This was why he came alone to the fields to find Chen Xuan today, hoping Chen Xuan could help him.

Ultimately, it was just a comparison between two children.

...

In the days that followed.

Aside from tending to the field, Chen Xuan spent most of his time on Ning Feng and Ning Long.

Patiently teaching them bit by bit.

Not only that, but he also used his spiritual power daily to help smooth out the impurities in their bodies.

With Chen Xuan’s dedicated efforts, the two did make significant progress during this time, with the greatest improvement being Ning Long.

His sea of consciousness was about to be fully refined, faintly touching the edge of the first rank.

At this rate, reaching the first rank was a sure thing.

As for Ning Feng, he was only about eighty percent there.

Whether he could cultivate to the first rank in time really depended on luck.

Watching the two immersed in cultivation, Chen Xuan quietly left the stone house.

"Thank you very much!"

Not far away, Ning Xin nodded towards him.

"You keep saying thank you, aren’t you tired of saying it? My ears are starting to get calluses from hearing it."

Chen Xuan chuckled.

He had said it many times already, no need to be so polite, and she acknowledged and said she understood.

But every time?

It was still like this, truly, he had no way around her.

"It’s a habit!"

Ning Xin smiled warmly, and as their time together increased, their relationship was better than before.

"The night is still young, why don’t you walk with me for a while?"

Chen Xuan suggested.

Ning Xin pointed to the full moon in the night sky and couldn’t help but laugh, "You call this night still young?"

Even if he was exposed face-to-face, but who is Chen Xuan?

He seriously nodded, "As long as I’m awake, it’s early!"

Look at how he says it!

His skin is thick enough, making Ning Xin give him a glare.

But she still spoke, "Let’s go!"

Chen Xuan was stunned, thinking she would refuse, but she didn’t.

"Please, my Miss Ning!"

Then he extended a hand!

"How gallant!"

...

The two walked side by side on the cobblestone road.

Under the moonlight, their long shadows intertwined.

Neither of them spoke first.

With a sidelong glance, Chen Xuan observed Ning Xin, the cold moonlight accentuating her demeanor.

When she didn’t smile, there was an inexplicable noble aura.

Like Xia Lingyu, but different in some way.

Of course, Chen Xuan’s little actions couldn’t escape Ning Xin’s notice, so she turned her head and asked, "Am I good-looking?"

"Very good-looking!"

They weren’t kids, and he wasn’t a novice; being cultivators, they had to be frank and aware.

Besides, he was sure Ning Xin noticed his little actions.

So he might as well be straightforward.

"Compared to your other wives?"

Since she asked, Ning Xin clearly wasn’t letting it go easily.

"Each has their merits!"

Always adhering to fairness, Chen Xuan definitely wouldn’t say you’re the most beautiful.

Even if he did, Ning Xin would think he’s insincere.

After all, before when he spoke of his wives, he never favored any one of them.

"Your answer is watertight!"

Ning Xin said lightly, her expression unchanged.

But Chen Xuan understood her; if she was dissatisfied with his answer, her face wouldn’t be like this.

"Will you leave Huaining Island with us then?"

As they walked, Ning Xin suddenly asked.

"Hmm, I probably will!"

He didn’t come to the Supreme Domain to farm on this little island.

His family, the women and children were still waiting for him; the Human Realm needed him to bring back the treasures to repair the World Spirit.

"Hmm, that’s good. Once we reach the Eastern Continent, we can look out for each other!"

Ning Xin nodded.

The two eventually reached the seaside, with Ning Xin sitting on a giant rock and Chen Xuan standing beside her.

Evening!

The sea breeze was particularly strong, causing their hair to dance wildly in the air.

After a long time, Chen Xuan suddenly said, "Why don’t you come with me?"

Ning Xin was momentarily stunned, not understanding his words, but the next moment realization hit her.

Her pale face immediately blushed deeply.

She lowered her head deeply.

"Ask the village chief!"

A moment later, Ning Xin spoke, her voice so small that if Chen Xuan’s hearing weren’t sharp, the sound would have been drowned by the wind.

"Alright! I’ll go tomorrow!"

...

The next day!

Chen Xuan arrived at the old man’s straw hut.

Men! Say and do.

Of course, gaining skill points early was also a big reason, which Chen Xuan didn’t deny.

Who let him have an unreliable system?

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Gently knocking a few times, he then took a step back and stood respectfully in front of the door.

Aside from when he first arrived on the island, this was his second time here.

"Come in!"

The old man’s voice came from the courtyard.

Hearing this, Chen Xuan pushed open the door and slowly walked inside.

The old man wasn’t in the courtyard.

"Hmm?"

Chen Xuan’s eyes were drawn to the over three-meter-high stalks of Spirit Rice, whose ears were already turning slightly yellow.

"This isn’t Celestial Spirit Rice!"

In one glance, he could tell.

This is Spirit Rice even more advanced than Celestial Spirit Rice. Even though it hasn’t matured yet, the Spiritual Qi it contains far surpasses mature Celestial Spirit Rice.

At this moment, the old man walked out from the house.

Seeing his confusion, he explained, "This is Qingzhu Rice! Its effects are ten times that of Celestial Spirit Rice. With it, you won’t worry about the annual missions anymore."

After so many years, he finally mastered the method to cultivate Qingzhu Rice.

Now there’s no need to worry about that so-called mission.

That way, Xin’Er can peacefully leave Huaining Island with the two little ones.

No need to live and die old here like he did.

"Ten times Celestial Spirit Rice!"

Chen Xuan was immediately shocked as well.

Even just a small bowl of Celestial Spirit Rice had a significant effect even for Immortal Grade cultivators.

If he could continue eating Celestial Spirit Rice, even without cultivating, his Spiritual Power would slowly increase.

Now, this Qingzhu Rice is ten times stronger than Celestial Spirit Rice.

If he could eat it continually, wouldn’t his cultivation soar?

"The survival rate of Qingzhu Rice is very low, and it requires constant monitoring day and night, so it’s not that simple!"

The old man saw through his thoughts and with a cheerful mood, explained.

It’s strange. After hundreds of years of failure, this kid came to the island and succeeded.

Really a lucky star!

"Sit down!"

The old man pointed to a small stool beside him, while he sat directly on the threshold.

"Thank you, senior!"

Chen Xuan wasn’t pretentious and sat down directly.

"What brings you to me?"