#278 - Xu Qingwan's changes after marriage

Five days later.

Dawn broke, the east revealing a fish-belly white sky, and the rain that had persisted for over ten days finally stopped for good.

On the wedding day, Wei Changtian had exhausted all his inner strength to forcibly create a single day of sunshine by using "Heli", so after that, the heavy rain "returned" and continued for four more days, only starting to lessen yesterday and finally "vanish into thin air" this morning.

During these five days, Wei Changtian rarely went out, leaving all matters to Chu Xianping, spending his days at home playing mahjong, eating, drinking, and frequently communicating his feelings with Xu Qingwan.

Oh, and practicing the "Moon Picking Sword".

After five or six nights of hard training in the "Dream Dao", Wei Changtian finally managed to bring this immortal-level martial skill to the Entry Realm.

Qin Zhengqiu had also taken about this much time back then, but it should be known that the "Dream Dao" has a time flow acceleration of "one to five".

So, if calculated according to real-time, Wei Changtian actually spent a full twenty-five nights practicing the Moon Picking Sword to the Entry Realm, and his martial arts comprehension is at most at a mid-to-high level.

However, from other people's perspective, this is definitely the genius among geniuses.

"Changtian, I didn't expect your comprehension of swordsmanship to be so high!"

In the Heavenly Luo Sect, which had been partially rebuilt, Qin Zhengqiu and Wei Changtian stood side by side in front of a cliff face, each holding a long sword in their hands.

"It's mainly because this Moon Picking Sword is too simple."

Wei Changtian shook his head pretentiously, sheathing his long sword with a "clang" sound.

"Grandpa, what exactly is that feeling all about?"

"This..."

Qin Zhengqiu stroked his beard, frowning in thought.

Both of them had experienced the feeling of "this power does not belong to me" during the process of practicing the Moon Picking Sword, which meant that the problem was not with the person, but that there was something fishy about the swordsmanship.

It was just a pity that even Qin Zhengqiu was encountering this situation for the first time and couldn't come up with a reasonable explanation after pondering for a long time.

"Changtian, if you want to understand this matter, I'm afraid you have to practice this swordsmanship to a higher level."

"When the time comes, if it is proven that there is no problem with the swordsmanship, Changtian, you can practice it again."

"This..."

Wei Changtian was stunned upon hearing this.

Obviously, Qin Zhengqiu was going to be a "guinea pig", waiting to confirm that there was no problem with the Moon Picking Sword before letting himself practice it.

Although this was indeed very safe for himself, but...

"Grandpa, let's forget it."

After thinking for a while, Wei Changtian refused: "It's just a swordsmanship, there's not much difference between practicing it or not. Or I'll go to Jizhou after the war there, and ask Old Zhangtou first."

"Hahaha, Changtian, you don't have to worry too much."

Facing his grandson's concern, Qin Zhengqiu laughed twice, not taking it seriously: "I know what I'm doing!"

"..."

You know what you're doing, but I'm afraid you'll kick the bucket!

Wei Changtian was worried, but seeing Qin Zhengqiu so insistent, he couldn't persuade him any further, so he had no choice but to nod helplessly, while deciding to go to Jizhou City again as soon as possible.

In fact, he had already written several letters to Old Zhangtou, but there had been no reply so far.

He didn't know if the reply had not been delivered yet, or if there was no reply at all.

Judging from Old Zhangtou's behavior, the latter seemed more likely.

Thinking of the letter written in "Martian language", Wei Changtian couldn't help but roll his eyes.

His cheap master was too irresponsible!

Unlike himself, who was very...

Uh...

"Achun!"

An hour later, the "responsible" Wei Changtian appeared in front of Achun again after ten days, lecturing in a serious manner: "I have specially come to guide you in your cultivation today, you must listen carefully and learn carefully!"

"Today, I will not only answer your questions, but also teach you a top-notch movement technique!"

"Yes! Master!"

Achun sat upright on a small futon, first responding very seriously, and then adding in a low voice:

"But Master, Third Martial Aunt has already taught me a movement technique."

"Huh?"

Wei Changtian widened his eyes: "When did she teach you? How come I don't know?"

"Just a few days ago."

Achun replied truthfully: "Martial Aunt said it was time for me to practice movement techniques, and then she taught me the Soaring Step."

"..."

Good you, Xu Qingwan, you didn't even tell me about this?!

Wei Changtian was depressed for a while, then suddenly remembered something and asked Achun suspiciously.

"When your Martial Aunt taught you the Soaring Step, did she ever ask you for money?"

"Money? No."

Achun rubbed her fingers, looked at Wei Changtian's face, then looked at the money bag hanging on the latter's waist, and muttered in a low voice.

"Master, besides, I don't have any money either..."

"? ? ?"

What's going on?

Why is Achun's expression so similar to Xu Qingwan's when talking about money?

Who did she learn this from?

Or am I overthinking things?

Wei Changtian took a deep breath and asked tentatively: "Achun, what do you mean by that?"

"Master, don't think too much, I'm just a child."

Achun blinked her big eyes and replied "sincerely": "Children don't have bad intentions."

Wei Changtian: "..."

A quarter of an hour later.

Wei Changtian, whose money bag was missing five taels of silver, returned to the room with a depressed face and sat down next to Xu Qingwan, who was seriously looking through the wedding gift list.

"Why didn't you tell me about teaching Achun the Soaring Step?"

"This."

Xu Qingwan put down the gift list and smiled softly: "I just wanted to see how long it would take for you, the master, to notice."

"You would rather play mahjong than teach Achun to cultivate, you don't look like a master at all."

"I..."

Wei Changtian opened his mouth to argue, but found that he couldn't argue, so he could only awkwardly drink tea.

"Oh dear, the tea is cold, wait a moment, I'll brew you a hot pot."

Snatching the teacup, Xu Qingwan poured out the cold tea and got up to re-brew the tea.

Wei Changtian sat and watched her busy figure, suddenly realizing that ever since Little Xu had come through the door, her personality seemed to have undergone a very obvious change.

Simply put, she no longer listened to him as obediently as before, but would often remind him in subtle ways of the things he didn't do well.

Wei Changtian actually had no objections to this, and knew that Xu Qingwan would definitely not interfere with his decisions on major matters.

Moreover, Xu Qingwan was indeed very "economically minded". She understood the matter of the charity fund after he casually mentioned it, and even actively "invested" a thousand taels of private money.

She really is a good wife!

"What are you thinking about?"

Next to her, Xu Qingwan, who had returned, smiled and asked while pouring new tea: "Miss Yang and Yuan'er are busy preparing to play mahjong again, are you going?"

"I..."

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Just as Wei Changtian was about to answer, a series of hurried knocks suddenly sounded on the door.

The visitor was Chu Xianping, with a very ugly expression.

He reluctantly nodded slightly to Xu Qingwan, then quickly walked two steps to Wei Changtian's side and leaned over to say:

"Young Master, something has happened!"