Sharing Tamed Beasts' Talents For Eternal Life
/ Sharing Tamed Beasts' Talents for Eternal Life C92 – Chapter 92: Letter to Home
Chapter 92: Letter to Home
Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
“Sigh, don't be in such a hurry to refuse, Senior. You don't even want free Dao companions?” Qing Heng was anxious.
He Qingge smiled. “She's admired me for a long time. Why didn't I know about? Tell me, who is it?”
Qing Heng was a little nervous. “She's actually a distant cousin of mine. She's quite beautiful and elegant. She also joined the Tian Xuan Sect. I saw that you lack a maid to serve you tea, so I thought it would be better to let her serve you.”
In fact, he just wanted to get closer to He Qingge. He had indeed wanted to bet on He Qingge before, but he did not go all out.
However, this time, He Qingge obtained first place in the outer sect competition and entered the Supreme Mysterious Spirit Pool. He was different now.
He Qingge smiled and could roughly guess what he meant. “That's alright. I have hands and feet. I can serve myself well.”
Qing Heng said, “I was too reckless. However, Senior, you should know that the cultivation world is full of dangers. If you're not careful, you might die. No one knows how long they can live.
“Many cultivators will leave behind a descendant in advance, just in case the lineage is broken.”
He Qingge shook his head. 'Wouldn't it be even more tragic if I left behind a child? Wouldn't it be irresponsible if the child were to suffer alone in this world?”
Qing Heng smiled awkwardly and nodded in agreement.
“I think you're too idle. If you have time, hurry up and cultivate. Otherwise, why don't you go to the Demon-Suppression Cave and guard it for three years?”
Su Zimei walked in from outside the door and looked at Qing Heng with a gloomy expression.
“Senior!” Qing Heng's expression changed as he hurriedly bowed.
“Senior? Who's your senior? Don't lead my junior astray,” Su Zimei warned.
“Alright, you can leave first!” He Qingge waved his hand.
Qing Heng immediately left as if he had been pardoned.
“Little Junior, don't follow his bad example. In the future, try to avoid contact with this kind of person. The most important thing for you now is to cultivate quickly,” Su Zimei urged him nervously.
“Don't worry, Senior. I know what I should do.” He Qingge laughed.
“Junior, I have a letter from your family here. Do you want to take a look?” When He Qingge heard Su Zimei's words, he suddenly felt a little dazed.
Home was such an ancient word.
After he was six years old, he had almost cut off all contact with his family when he came to the Tian Xuan Sect.
In this era where information circulation was underdeveloped, it was really difficult for ordinary people to convey information.
He had even forgotten what his parents and siblingslooked like.
Or rather, their faces were already blurry in his mind.
Now that Su Zimei had mentioned his family, He Qingge felt like it was a lifetime ago.
He Qingge was not worried about the living conditions of his family.
The outer sect disciple who brought him to the Tian Xuan Sect had left his parents with a hundred taels of gold, enough for them to live a lifetime without any lack of food and clothing.
He had written letters to them when he came to the Tian Xuan Sect, but he had never received a reply. This time, a letter was sent to him, which made He Qingge feel a little surprised
However, he still took the letter and read it. He wanted to know what was going on. After all, it could be considered a little bond that tied him back to that world.
[Dear Brother,
[You've been away from home for many years. I don't know how you're doing now. I've written to you before, but I haven't received any letters.
[I wonder if you'll receive this letter.
[I understand that the journey is too long, and there might be errors in the delivery of the letter.
[It's all thanks to you that our family has become rich. As your big brother, I'm really lucky to have a younger brother like you. Now that our parents are old, they want to see you again.
[I understand that there is a difference between immortals and mortals, but this is our parents' last wish.
[Everything is fine at home, so you don't have to worry after reading this letter.
[The letter will probably take a long time to travel. Perhaps by the time you read it, our parents would already be in the ground.]
He Qingge held the letter in his hand and read it slowly.
For a moment, his mind spun. They had written letters to him.
The faces of his parents and elder brother were already blurry in his mind.
Should he go back and take a look?
It could also be considered as ending his last mortal relationship.
“What did the letter say?” Su Zimei asked curiously.
He Qingge handed the letter to her and let her read it herself.
“I think you should go back. I'll accompany you this time. I can accompany you to meet your parents.” Su Zimei's eyes lit up.
“Then let's set off today!” He Qingge nodded.
He Qingge, who did not have much time left, wanted to see his parents one last time.
He vaguely returned to the time when he had just reincarnated and saw his parents crying in this world.
They were a pair of honest and kind farmers who never made enemies with others.
They spent all their efforts on working all day, barely keeping their family alive.
He still remembered the smiles on their faces when he was born.
However, the smiles now seemed to have been washed away. The image became more and more blurry in his mind.
Su Zimei drove the flying ship and brought He Qingge along.
Soon, they arrived at the place where He Qingge's parents lived.
They were from a wealthy family in a small city.
The small city was filled with smoke and fire, and people came and went.
Soon, they arrived at He Residence.
He Qingge's spiritual will instantly locked onto the two elderly people in the house. Their Qi and blood were severely depleted, but they looked fine.
It was normal aging.
There was a woman serving them by their side. She looked gentle and generous.
He Qingge stood at the door of his house and stared at it for a long time, feeling a little hesitant.
He could be considered an immortal cultivator now, but the feeling of entering his home made him feel terrified and unfamiliar.
“Let's go in now!” Su Zimei immediately grabbed He Qingge's hand. He Qingge's initial panic and hesitation instantly dissipated.
“Alright.”
He Qingge knocked on the door.
“Who is it?”
The door opened, and a servant came out. Looking at He Qingge's and Su Zimei's clothes, they did not look like mortals.
He asked carefully.
“I'm here to visit the He family. Please inform them that He Qingge is here.”
When the servant heard this, his pupils constricted slightly, and he hurriedly ran inside.
Not long after, a middle-aged man came out. He was tall and had a slightly bulging abdomen. It seemed that he had lived in wealth for a long time.
“Little Brother, you must be my little brother!” He Da looked at He Qingge excitedly.
“Big Brother,” He Qingge called out in a slightly unfamiliar voice.
“Hey!” He Da was so excited that he could not control himself for a long time. “Hurry up and come in. I'll take you home. I think Mom and Dad will be very excited.'
At this moment, he suddenly saw Su Zimei beside her.
“Is this Sister-in-law?” he asked subconsciously.
He Qingge shook his head. “She's my senior. She came with me.”
He Da's eyes narrowed slightly as he looked at Su Zimei holding He Qingge's hand.
Could it be that all the female seniors of the immortal sects were like this?
Chapter end
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