
In the morning, Maorong found Xi Wei meditating in the sun on the roof of the small hut they were living in. He could see that the body of the sapodilla-skinned youth was slowly absorbing the sunlight. He had seen that one time: when Xi Chen was doing Meditation Cultivation.
Father and son have the same potential, Maorong thought.
Without interfering with Xi Wei's activities, Maorong drew water in an old well near the hut. He planned to hunt and cook something for himself and Xi Wei.
Xi Wei himself knew that Maorong was going to go out. He closed his eyes tightly. He asked Maorong, "Where are you going, Uncle Fu Cha?"
The shocked Maorong immediately looked at Xi Wei and found that the young man— who should be called niece—it still closed his eyes. He became a little worried that Xi Wei was a ghost—he was indeed a ghost.
Remember the words of the people in Luqing Academy? Xi Wei was a ghost who could come and go as he pleased.
"I'm going hunting, Pa-"
Before Maorong could mention the ridiculous frills in Xi Wei's ears, the young man immediately opened his eyes and stared intently at the person who should be called his Uncle.
Maorong immediately misbehaved and changed her call, "Xi.... Wei…?"
Xi Wei closed his eyes again, not caring about Maorong going out hunting or wherever it was.
Maorong heaved a sigh of relief. According to him, Xi Wei's eyes with Xi Chen's eyes were equally sinister. He goes from there to hunt— usually he will eat whatever he can get; if he gets a rabbit, then he will eat rabbit meat, he will eat rabbit meat, or when he finds a man who does evil, he will eat human flesh. However he did not need humans anymore because his Black Bamboo Poison disease had been cured
Xi Wei whistled softly as Maorong was already nowhere to be seen on his sixth sense radar anymore. He still closed his eyes. Quickly, he had already arrived at the Intermediate Cultivator Crane.
Gaohei floated in midair, then landed right next to Xi Wei. He chirped, "Yet! Yoke…?"
Xi Wei directly patted Gaohei's head softly. He opened his eyes slowly and stared intently at Gaohei, who was also staring intently at him. He said, "Send my regards to Senior Brother Wang. It's."
Xi Wei slipped a small piece of paper between Gaohei's beaks. He continued, "I don't need a reply from him. I just want him to know the contents of this letter. After you deliver this to him, go to Li Ying Yue. I know he gave you something and you rejected him. You have to apologize for that."
Exasperated, Gaohei flew into space. Disappear in the vast, unappointed sky.
Xi Wei jumped up and stood upright on the ground. He went into the hut to rest himself. He had been staying up all night to raise his level to an Intermediate Level Cultivator Crane. He was still holding on to a stance where he would be able to at least match Xi Chen who had already reached the Cultivator God Crane. The thought of his father's annoying smile already made his head smoky.
As Xi Wei closed his eyes and prepared to go to sleep, he had just remembered that he was about to target inside Xi Chen's Dream Mirror again. It was just his feelings, but he didn't like it. He thinks that feeling is so scary.
All his life, even when he was together with his own teacher, Qing Chaguan, Xi Wei had never been called a loser. On what basis did Xi Chen, that bastard, call me a loser? Shouldn't he be glazing at himself? tanyanya angry.
Shit, I'm so fucking sleepy. Do I have to endure this drowsiness? But, that damn father of mine will not allow myself to sleep quietly, Xi Wei thought.
Xi Wei was deep in his own thoughts. Not long after that, she fell asleep.
To be sure, it had also just been said that he did not want to enter the Dream Mirror of Xi Chen, but the thing that happened was very incompatible with his expectations. He was thrown into it once again. He could only snort.
Xi Chen himself was already there. Probably waiting for Xi Wei to arrive.
"Oh, it's come apparently. What about the development you've been through?" ask Xi Chen. He seems to be trying not to be a bitch. But once again he failed. Sucks have become his own trademark for Xi Wei—, as well as Xi Wei who sucks to be his own characteristic for his friends.
"Not so good," Xi Wei replied. He also did not want to be an annoying 'stranger' to Xi Chen. After all, they were both father and son.
"Look at you already reached the Intermediate Cultivator Range," Xi Chen chanted as he played his twin swords.
Xi Wei certainly knew the meaning of when a Xi Chen played the sword: the young man had to prepare to face his father in an unbalanced battle session. He must be prepared to be beaten.
But it seems Xi Wei's guess was wrong. Xi Chen had absolutely no intention of attacking him. His father casually closed his eyes and slept under a plum tree whose flowers were falling.
Xi Wei let out a long breath.
At least, I don't need to fight him today in-laws
Xi Wei already thought he no longer needed to fight with Xi Chen now. But his wish was not granted because his father apparently attacked him inwardly. He vomited blood because of it.
Xi Wei stared furiously at Xi Chen. He really did not expect that he would get an impromptu attack like this. He groaned loudly, "Fuck you!"
Somehow Xi Chen, who was closing his eyes could be next to Xi Wei to make the pressure that whack his son even tighter. He didn't say anything. But on his face there was a sweet smile that was very annoying.
Suddenly the pressure that was whacking Xi Wei stopped. The young man looked directly at his father, but Xi Chen was no longer there. He felt a little relieved, but also lost. He doesn't know what he's really feeling right now.
Maybe Xi Wei felt a little uneasy?