Translator: Moonlit
Editor: Aiya-ge
The metaphysical conference today has been temporarily suspended due to yesterday’s incident. Government officials who came to attend the conference took the original video content and left the mountain overnight. At this conference, some people were injured, and some experienced mental confusion. It became impossible to continue, so it was directly halted.
The next morning, before the program team even started shooting, almost all the monks staying at the same hotel had already left. No one wanted to stay.
The atmosphere around the Empty Pure Temple became quite quiet. Master Huai Ci, after coming out of the formation, immediately returned to the meditation room to begin his seclusion and no longer received visitors.
It can be seen that yesterday’s events had a significant impact on various sects.
Who knows what they said and did in the illusion realm yesterday? And it was all recorded in a live broadcast format. When one thinks about how shameful and private matters were captured on video, who would dare to stay there without any covering, and everything was recorded.
Only four1it was 4 Chinese characters words can describe it: embarrassing and humiliating.
Yesterday’s events did not affect the filming activities of Chu Ruochun and his team. The Empty Pure Temple is just one of the scenic spots among these mountains and does not affect their mood today.
The production team quietly inquired about the situation of the metaphysical conference and felt regretful after learning that the conference had been temporarily suspended. The metaphysical world’s conference is indeed a rare event.
The filming of the program was also quite casual; there wasn’t much of a script to follow. They just followed Chu Ruochun, Chu Ruolin, and a few others to climb the mountain and enjoy the scenery.
Early in the morning, they took their children to climb the mountain. When the two children got tired, they had to take breaks, and there were many hikers on the mountain. They encountered quite a few people.
After climbing for half a day, the children were exhausted, and the adults had to take turns carrying them. Luckily, everyone had good stamina, so it wasn’t too difficult.
They spent the whole day on the mountain, and the two young ones were tired and sleepy in the afternoon. They returned to the hotel around three o’clock.
Chu Ruolin was carried back by Feng Qi. Today, the two of them kept competing for a spot next to Chu Ruochun. However, as they playfully fought over it, they ended up playing together.
They didn’t continue staying at the hotel on the mountain but brought their luggage down. They had seen most of the mountain’s scenery today.
Ming Yuxian rented a farmhouse at the foot of the mountain, and he had an assistant help them clean up. At the same time, they spent a day thoroughly cleaning the farmhouse.
Feng Qi, along with Yang Wenxin and Feng Jiu, also came down from the mountain. The couple wandered around the empty Pure Temple today, hoping to study the immensely powerful formation there. Unfortunately, they didn’t find any traces, and it ultimately came to nothing.
As the group size increased, it became livelier.
The two children, who had awakened from a nap, were overjoyed to see the large farm. They had never seen live chickens, ducks, and geese in the city, so they were excited when they saw the small animals.
Feng Qi mentioned to the production team that they should edit out the parts with his parents appearing in the show. Feng Jiu overheard and immediately said that Feng Qi was being unreasonable.
“I haven’t been on TV yet!”
Feng Qi patiently explained to him, “Dad, this is Ruochun’s show. If our whole family appears on the show, it might overshadow him, and Ruochun is just one of the five pairs of guests in the program. He already has limited screen time, and if we take up more, he’ll have even less.”
Chu Ruochun, hearing the argument between his father and son, said, “Feng ge, we don’t mind these things. The number of screen appearances won’t affect me. You can interact with me on Weibo, and that will solve the issue.”
A few months ago, if Chu Ruochun had used such a familiar tone to speak to him, Feng Qi would have definitely found it disrespectful. But now, he thought it was a good solution.
“Alright, if you don’t mind, it’s settled.”
The final decision was that the Feng family didn’t mind appearing on screen, and the production team could edit as they wished, as long as they didn’t shake the camera.
The production team and the filming director nodded enthusiastically as if they had won the jackpot.
They dare not edit recklessly!
In this episode, there are movie stars, and there are wealthy individuals. They could only say that Chu Ruochun’s network is indeed extensive. What more could they say? They left it for the viewers to comment on!
The farmhouse had everything. The two children experienced camping and barbecuing. They enjoyed Ming Yuxian’s grilled chicken wings, Feng Qi’s stir-fried noodles, and Yang Wenxin’s stewed chicken. As for Feng Jiu and Chu Ruochun, neither of them knew how to cook, but surprisingly, they shared a common hobby—fishing.
In the evening, the two of them spent an hour fishing and caught enough fish to share with the entire production team.
The night at the farmhouse was quiet. The owner and his wife warmly welcomed their guests, and the owner was a man with many stories to tell.
Yang Wenxin’s heart softened when she saw the two children, and she willingly took care of them all night. On the other hand, Chu Ruochun, the main character, remained quiet, exuding a tranquil aura, and his smile was always warm.
The temperature in the mountains dropped at night, and everyone sat together chatting.
Chu Ruolin became sleepy again and fell asleep in Chu Ruochun’s lap, while Ming Ziheng was peacefully sleeping in Ming Yuxian’s arms.
The two adults each carried one of the children back to their rooms, and Yang Wenxin followed to help if needed.
Ming Yuxian had an assistant on his side, so she accompanied Chu Ruochun back to his and Chu Ruolin’s room.
Chu Ruochun changed Chu Ruolin into pajamas and used a warm towel to wipe him down before letting him continue sleeping.
After tucking the child into bed, Chu Ruochun raised his head and saw Yang Wenxin standing by the side.
“Auntie, do you have something to tell me?” Chu Ruochun gestured for her to speak.
Yang Wenxin nodded, and the two of them left the room, walking toward the small garden outside.
The area around the empty Pure Temple was clean, and the spiritual energy in the mountains was thick. It was a great place for cultivation, which explained how this place had stood for thousands of years.
“Ruochun, Auntie has one more question, who is your master?” Yang Wenxin had become quite curious about Chu Ruochun’s background after interacting with him for the past couple of days.
This question was within Chu Ruochun’s expectations. He didn’t answer directly but presented a question that could shift Yang Wenxin’s attention.
“My background isn’t important, but I can help Feng Qi with his issue. Would Auntie be willing to let me try?”
“What? You say you can help Feng Qi with his problem? But, his condition, and ours, it’s not something that just happened overnight.”
“He won’t live past thirty, that’s a problem in your ancestors’ lineage. Every other generation, the first-born descendant won’t live past thirty and has a constitution that attracts malevolent spirits. Such individuals, if they learn Daoist arts, are born natural masters; they naturally have the ‘heavenly eye,’ geniuses among geniuses. The reason Feng Qi can’t see impurities is because his eyes were sealed by his father and mother when he was young; he wasn’t like this before he was nine years old.”
Hit the nail on the head.
Everything he said was spot-on.
Yang Wenxin stood still on the spot.
To put it in the words commonly used by young people nowadays, she thought this child was just a bronze, but it turns out he’s a king.
It had been a long time since she had heard a hopeful voice. For a moment, she felt excited and emotional.
Yang Wenxin tightly held Chu Ruochun’s hands. “Wait here; I’m going to call his dad!”
They thought they might have to prepare for their son’s funeral next year, but they couldn’t have imagined that there might be a turnaround, that things might really change.
Feng Jiu’s previous divination had indeed been accurate; their son really had a savior by his side!
It turned out to be Chu Ruochun.
When Yang Wenxin brought Feng Jiu to the small garden, Chu Ruochun had placed several copper coins on the stone table outside. He looked up at the two of them and collected the coins.
“What are you plotting? Feng Qi’s birthday has already passed; you can’t plan any surprise for his birthday,” Feng Jiu said confidently.
Yang Wenxin shook her head.
Chu Ruochun spoke on her behalf, “Uncle Feng, I can resolve Feng Qi’s issue.”
Feng Jiu was momentarily stunned, and a hint of surprise flashed across his face, but he quickly composed himself. He chuckled, “Are you joking with me?”
Even though Chu Ruochun was also from the metaphysical world and was a friend of Feng Qi’s, Feng Jiu wasn’t very familiar with him. Hearing him speak so directly, he found it hard to believe. It couldn’t be because they had gone fishing together tonight that they had the courage to make such a bold claim.
However, Feng Qi was about to turn thirty, and he didn’t have much time to spare. Moreover, Feng Jiu and his wife had tried every possible method over the years, and even the ancestral methods had been attempted one by one, all to no avail.
They had been searching for a solution for so many years, and when Chu Ruochun boldly claimed that he could solve Feng Qi’s problem, Feng Jiu had his doubts.
Chu Ruochun poured them each a cup of tea and said, “Please don’t rush to reject me; please have a seat.”
The previous impression of Chu Ruochun had been that of a junior. At this moment, the Chu Ruochun before them felt somewhat unfamiliar, and even Feng Jiu was on the verge of believing him.
But Feng Jiu still wanted to be cautious.
Chu Ruochun moved the small teacup and said, “Generational curse.” Without waiting for Feng Jiu to rebut, he continued, “Humans have five senses. After Feng Qi turned nine, you sealed his soul’s five senses, which is equivalent to sealing his soul and spirit, depriving him of the qualification to become a celestial master. He is not Feng Qi, but he is also Feng Qi.”
Chu Ruochun didn’t need a response from the husband and wife. “The generational curse cannot be broken by anyone, but I can.”
He added, “The formation at the metaphysical conference was broken by me, the five vengeful spirits were summoned by me, and I was the one who ultimately broke the formation.”
Only then did Feng Jiu and Yang Wenxin become greatly astonished.
Feng Jiu nearly knocked over his teacup. “Who are you?”
Yang Wenxin couldn’t even speak. Someone with a level of cultivation that could trap so many celestial masters in formations had to be above them in terms of Daoism, and they had never heard of such a person.
Chu Ruochun didn’t directly tell them; he just smiled.
“Why do you want to save Feng Qi?” Feng Jiu was puzzled. Chu Ruochun hadn’t known Feng Qi for very long.
“Because he is my friend, and I hope his soul and he as a person is complete,” Chu Ruochun said sincerely.
Feng Jiu and Yang Wenxin exchanged glances.
Chu Ruochun added a few more sentences, “The curse has actually been engraved in Feng Qi’s very essence, and he has long fused with this curse. What you can’t suppress is the curse itself; it’s too powerful. Generations of the Feng family’s descendants will die because of this curse, or you could say, they are sacrifices for the soul.”
“So, how do you break the curse on Feng Qi?” Feng Jiu asked.
“Uncle, you don’t understand what I mean. Why couldn’t each generation of your family find a way to break it? Because you all wanted to remove the curse. But my method is about fusion. It should be said that the curse has long merged with the soul. There’s a saying, ‘Instead of sealing, it’s better to release.'”
Chu Ruochun calmly finished the tea in his cup.
Yang Wenxin was ultimately the mother of the child. She covered her lips and asked, “So, after this fusion, is he still Feng Qi? Is he still my son?”
Chu Ruochun said, “You’ve carried him for ten months; you’ve already given birth to him.”
There was one thing Chu Ruochun didn’t say.
Whether it was good or evil, he was still Feng Qi.
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