29: Chapter 29 Double Happiness

Chapter 29: Double Happiness

Early in the morning, Yang Yuan woke up.

The faint golden light on his palms was brighter than yesterday. After meditating all night, he had thoroughly mastered the method of circulating his Internal Energy. The Internal Energy within his Dantian was like a dense spark, warm and steady, with plenty of lingering power.

He tried guiding his Internal Energy through his Meridians for a cycle, and the places that had previously been obstructed were now all flowing smoothly, without a single hitch.

Yang Yuan got out of bed, walked into the courtyard, and drew his saber, swinging it casually.

The tip of the blade was still half an inch away from the wooden stake when an invisible Saber Qi slashed out. The bark was sliced open with a deep, clean cut, and one could even smell the scent of scorched wood.

He sheathed the saber, feeling quite satisfied. He had finally mastered the introductory skill of controlling the saber with Qi. From here on, he just needed to accumulate more Internal Energy and practice this method of power exertion until he could control it freely.

The morning breeze blew through the Peach Forest, and a few dew-covered petals landed on his shoulder, feeling cool.

Before long, Cheng Ying came out carrying little Xue Jian to bask in the sun.

As soon as little Xue Jian saw Yang Yuan, she immediately stretched out her little hands, babbling, and leaned forward so hard she nearly fell out of Cheng Ying's arms.

Yang Yuan quickly took his daughter and kissed her little face. The little one giggled, reached out, grabbed his nose, and twisted hard. Yang Yuan winced in pain.

"You look like you're in high spirits today," Cheng Ying said with a smile.

Yang Yuan rubbed his nose. "I had a Breakthrough in my cultivation. My whole body feels light, and even breathing feels smooth."

Cheng Ying smiled and turned to go into the house to bring out breakfast.

The morning passed peacefully.

Yang Yuan taught Cheng Ying a few moves of the Yue Maiden Sword Technique, focusing on the tricks of controlling the saber and sword with Qi. Cheng Ying had great Comprehension Ability and looked the part after practicing a few times. Although her Internal Energy couldn't circulate through the sword yet, it was no longer as scattered as before.

Little Xue Jian was sitting on a bamboo mat, clutching a flute in her hand, and blew into it with all her might.

A muffled sound rang out, startling her. She stared at the flute in her hand, stunned for a few seconds, and then burst into tears.

Cheng Ying looked at her daughter helplessly. "This child really likes playing the flute, but she can't get the tune out, and it makes her anxious."

In the afternoon, at the Shen hour, Huang Yaoshi arrived on time.

He wasn't in a hurry to teach the flute, standing aside first to watch Yang Yuan practice the saber.

Yang Yuan unleashed the rotating Internal Energy he had just comprehended, and the blade hummed. With one slash, the bark of a peach tree three zhang away split open, leaving a half-inch deep mark.

Huang Yaoshi looked at the mark and nodded.

"You have already mastered the rotating Internal Energy?"

"I've almost mastered it, but it still lacks a bit of polish. When Internal Energy is poured into the saber, there's about a twenty percent loss."

"Twenty percent might not seem like much, but in a duel between masters, that small difference decides victory or defeat. Keep practicing hard; you will only have truly mastered it when you reduce the loss to under five percent."

After saying this, Huang Yaoshi walked into the house and began teaching little Xue Jian to play the flute.

He took out a short flute and taught the child hand-over-hand how to cover the holes and regulate her Qi.

Half an hour later, little Xue Jian could already play a few notes intermittently. The tune was faint, but it actually had a hint of the Song of the Blue Sea and Tides.

Yang Yuan stood at the doorway watching, his heart filled with mixed emotions.

Huang Yaoshi truly doted on little Xue Jian. But the letter he had seen in the Forbidden Ground was still stuck in his heart, and he couldn't let it go.

In the evening, after the lesson was finished, Huang Yaoshi sat by the stone table drinking tea.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and gazed at the distant sea, silent for a long time.

"Yang Yuan," Huang Yaoshi put down the teacup, "have you ever thought about where you will go after taking your family away from Peach Blossom Island?"

Yang Yuan was silent for a moment. "I haven't thought about it yet. The world is so big; I'll surely find a place to settle down. I'll take it one step at a time."

"If you are willing, I can recommend you to Xiangyang," Huang Yaoshi said. "Old friends are stationed there, and they are currently short-handed. Guo Jing has been guarding Xiangyang for many years and urgently needs capable people who can go into battle and kill the enemy."

Yang Yuan was stunned.

Xiangyang, Guo Jing, Huang Rong—he was all too familiar with these names. If he really went there, he could certainly connect with the main plot's key figures, but the front lines were engulfed in the flames of war and fraught with danger.

His daughter was too young, and Cheng Ying had only just recovered; he really couldn't set his mind at ease.

Huang Yaoshi saw through his concerns at a glance. "If you feel Xiangyang is too far, staying on the island for a while is also fine. It won't be too late to make plans when the child is older."

He stood up and walked toward the courtyard gate. "Whenever you have made up your mind, let me know at any time."

As his voice fell, his figure flickered, and he disappeared into the depths of the Peach Forest.

At nightfall, Yang Yuan sat cross-legged on the bed, recalling what Huang Yaoshi had said during the day.

He couldn't hide on Peach Blossom Island for his entire life; he really needed to make plans for the future. But for now, the most important thing was to continue improving his own strength.

Just as he was about to close his eyes and circulate his energy, a System prompt suddenly popped up in his mind.

[ Detected that Cheng Ying's body has fully recovered ]

[ Conditions for the second pregnancy have been met ]

[ Does the Host wish to initiate the second pregnancy process? ]

[ Hint: The second child has a chance to Awakening the Innate Supernatural Strength Physique, with a 300% increase in strength growth ]

Seeing the prompt, Yang Yuan's heart couldn't help but beat a little faster.

The conditions for having a second child had actually all been met.

He turned his head to look at Cheng Ying beside him.

She was lying on her side, holding the sleeping little Xue Jian in her arms, her breathing steady and long. Moonlight spilled onto her face, looking gentle and quiet. Her long eyelashes cast a shallow shadow, and the corners of her mouth were slightly upturned; it looked like she was having a sweet dream.

Yang Yuan pursed his lips and looked away.

He took a deep breath, temporarily suppressing his thoughts, and began to circulate his Internal Energy.

No rush; he would tell her tomorrow.

But the lines "Innate Supernatural Strength" and "300% growth increase" kept spinning in his mind. Yang Yuan couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth.

The Internal Energy within his body flowed slowly along his Meridians, and his Dantian grew warmer and warmer.

Outside the window, the sound of the waves came one after another, as if gently keeping time. The evening breeze blew in through the window, carrying the faint, fresh scent of peach blossoms.

Yang Yuan's breathing gradually steadied, and the circulation of his Internal Energy became increasingly smooth.

The Bottleneck of the fourth layer of his cultivation loosened a bit more.

(Chapter 29 End)