CHAPTER 527: CHAPTER 358: SOFT RICE IS REALLY DELICIOUS!

Half a month later.

After Luan Ying finished her cultivation, she released her Spiritual Power to survey the entire Prince’s Mansion.

This was something Ning Xin had instructed her to do.

"Hmm?"

"This is...!"

In an instant, she left the room and flew towards the direction of Ning Garden.

"Third Lady!"

Originally, Xiaoqi was cultivating with Ning Xin and immediately shouted in a childish voice when he saw her descending from the sky.

"Did something happen?"

Ning Xin asked.

So anxious and in such a hurry.

Luan Ying didn’t answer her immediately but instead approached Xiaoqi, extending a wisp of Spiritual Power to envelop him.

She closed her eyes and began to sense carefully.

"Could it be...?"

Ning Xin immediately understood and became tense.

At this moment, Lan Meng’Er also arrived by her side, "Is it..."

Only to see Ning Xin shake her head at her, signaling her not to speak.

Lan Meng’Er also nodded repeatedly.

The two of them looked at Luan Ying in unison.

For a long time!

Luan Ying slowly opened her eyes.

Seeing the two staring at her nervously, she smiled and said, "It’s true, Xiaoqi has developed Spiritual Power!"

Although it was very faint, she clearly felt it was real.

He was not yet one year old and had already shown a hint of Spiritual Power, indicating he had a high talent for being a Spirit Cultivator.

"That’s wonderful!"

Ning Xin exclaimed excitedly.

Lan Meng’Er also smiled and hugged Xiaoqi, praising him, "Our little Xiaoqi is indeed incredible!"

"Really?"

Xiaoqi looked full of confusion.

He glanced at his mother, then at both his big mother and third mother.

"Of course, Xiaoqi is the best."

Luan Ying excitedly pinched his little face, and even if he protested, it was no use.

Today she was happy, so she was going to pinch!

But——

From today onwards, Xiaoqi’s good days had finally arrived.

Every morning, he would cultivate the Nine Elements Dao Skill with Ning Xin, and in the afternoon, Luan Ying would guide his Spiritual Power.

As for cultivating the Myriad Manifestation Skill, it wasn’t urgent yet.

After all, he wasn’t one year old yet, and to proceed like this felt a bit cruel, which made her hesitant.

...

Nearly two months later.

Xiaoqi turned one year old.

In the evening!

Ning Xin personally prepared a hearty meal to celebrate his first birthday.

"It’s just that father isn’t here!"

Xiaoqi sat in his special little chair, feeling somewhat disappointed.

"Father needs to cultivate well so that he can protect us. In the future, you must learn from him, become the strongest, and protect us, okay?"

Lan Meng’Er knew he was unhappy, so she gently comforted him.

"Hmm...."

Xiaoqi mumbled with a very complex expression, as if he understood but couldn’t fully grasp it.

Finally, he sighed in his childlike voice.

"I’ll try!"

Even though he said so, he still drooped his little head.

"Alright, he’s still young, he doesn’t understand these things, but he will in the future."

Ning Xin patted his little head, her eyes full of affection.

He’s only one year old; these things are indeed too early for him.

This might be one of the dilemmas of being born into a prominent family.

"Come and eat, this is something big mother made especially for you."

Ning Xin placed a piece of soft cake in his small bowl, "It’s very sweet."

"Thank you, big mother!"

Xiaoqi immediately smiled; he loved sweets the most.

Unable to wait, he reached his little hand out.

His chubby little mouth took a bite, his eyes squinting with joy, "Delicious, soft and sweet!"

"Big mother makes really delicious food!"

The little guy certainly had a sweet tongue.

Ning Xin was immensely happy to hear this, "Then next time you want to eat, just tell big mother."

One had to admit, she truly doted on Xiaoqi.

"Everyone, eat, and be understanding since husband is busy."

Saying this, her gaze shifted to Lan Meng’Er.

"I understand, sister, husband’s cultivation is the most important."

After all, it was Xiaoqi’s first birthday, and she was the biological mother, but she knew very well that everything they had was based on Chen Xuan’s strength.

So...nothing was more important than his cultivation.

"Mm!"

Ning Xin was very gratified, knowing that they were all very understanding.

This way, she could also lighten her burden a bit.

...

In a blink, Xiaoqi was already a year and a half old.

He was already over one meter two tall.

In the garden of Ning Garden, a small figure was flying randomly in the air, so fast that it left a long afterimage.

"Wow...."

"I am a bird now, I can fly..."

Xiaoqi’s clear voice echoed in the air.

Below, Ning Xin and the others lifted their heads, each face bearing a smile as they watched him.

Today, this little one had reached the Third Grade.

He could finally walk on air.

His yearning for the sky had made him play happily for an entire hour.

"A year and a half and already Third Grade, I wonder how strong Xiaoqi will become in the future!"

Ning Xin said, her eyes filled with anticipation.

She taught him the Nine Elements Dao Skill daily and knew best about Xiaoqi’s talent.

Understanding it in an instant.

If it weren’t because he’s too young and knows too little, she really couldn’t imagine.

"Yes, his Spirit Cultivation is good too."

Luan Ying nodded in agreement.

According to husband, he’s a little prodigy.

As for Lan Meng’Er, the biological mother at this time looked extremely excited; how could she not be happy since Xiaoqi was so outstanding?

"I just wonder when husband will come out?"

It had been so long already.

Lan Meng’Er really wanted Chen Xuan to see and know how outstanding his son was.

"It should be soon, last time husband said about half a year."

Ning Xin looked towards the main hall, her eyes filled with longing.

The time felt too long.

And at this moment in the main hall.

Chen Xuan was at the most critical moment of refining a clone.

Splitting the primordial spirit.

"How much to cut?"

Chen Xuan’s expression was solemn. The Southern King had only cut a tenth of his primordial spirit, which led to the clone being somewhat out of control.

Moreover, according to Jing Shishu, that clone didn’t have much utility.