Her Cultivation Diary

Chapter 2244: Chapter 1890: Possibly Childless

When the car reached halfway, it was as if a hole had burst in the sky, and the pouring rain suddenly came down.

The surrounding light quickly dimmed, and the misty continuous green hills which could still be vaguely seen, now transformed into distant undulating giant beasts in the rain curtain.

This left Daoist Qingyun quite surprised: it’s a mountain village.

Moreover, along the way, there were even fewer signs of human presence; such a mountain village must be economically poor.

Even though Song Tan said land had been purchased in the town, from what Daoist Wuwei and Daoist Qingyun have understood over the years, it was indeed not profitable.

Hence, it was clear that the intent to build houses for employees was genuine.

This made him feel more relaxed, seeing nothing at present, he closed his eyes to rest.

After resting for a while, his stomach started growling, which led him to ask:

"What’s the best food here?"

This really stumped Song Tan.

Best food?

She didn’t know; everything was quite delicious.

Looking at Lun Chuan, he couldn’t answer either.

This left Daoist Qingyun curious:

Really? Is this place so uniquely blessed that everything tastes good?

"With such fine surroundings, surely a great person has come from this area’s ancestors?"

It’s impossible for none; places of spiritual beauty often produce talents, with minds and temperaments possibly far exceeding ordinary people, it’s inevitable.

Upon this question, Song Tan started to become silent again.

Because despite racking her brain, she couldn’t recall any renowned figures coming from the ancestors of Yunqiao Village and its surrounding villages.

Thinking over and over, she could only explain: "It’s not that none came before, it’s mainly because we moved here after a great famine, so..."

Daoist Qingyun completely stopped talking.

The car quietly proceeded forward.

Perhaps it was too quiet, Daoist Wuwei feared awkwardness and hastily added:

"Master, actually you are quite good at reading fate, having interacted with the two good devotees a few times, have you noticed anything?"

Daoist Qingyun opened his eyes, staring intently at Song Tan’s position ahead.

But pausing, he then directed his words to Lun Chuan:

"This good devotee is filled with righteousness, deeply blessed, must have done lifesaving deeds before, perhaps indirectly accumulated many merits due to kindness, changing many people’s lives—you’ve survived against odds, haven’t you?"

Lun Chuan was taken aback, looked at Song Tan, then turned around: "Daoist master is right."

However, there was no sign of joy on Daoist Qingyun’s face, he calmly continued:

"You’re now nimble, swift-minded, your wisdom excels beyond the past, even your body has improved, and you rarely get sick easily."

All of this was true.

Lun Chuan used to be just a normal young man focused on fitness, his physical qualities weren’t lacking.

But to carry a hundred pounds of things now as lightly as ground level, the strength and endurance in fitness were maxed out, which couldn’t just be explained by a physical breakthrough.

The only side effect was that his skin had become especially sensitive.

Up until now, Lao Song’s family maintained a caring state for him, fearing any further scratches or injuries.

And then there’s his writing career.

Previously, everyone praised his good writing, his personal IP had vaguely formed, but it was only when he wrote a new book this year that the understated breakthrough became shocking.

Readers and editors said it’s the normal qualitative change accumulated over time, but Lun Chuan knew it wasn’t.

Indeed, he felt wiser and more composed than before.

Though he hadn’t shared these details, Daoist Qingyun obviously noticed, he only pointed at the light pink scar on his temple that was becoming less noticeable:

"In the West, they say the skin is the largest organ of the human body. Though damaged here, the internal transformation is from within, hence it helps you perceive what’s beneficial to you, where to nourish you, so don’t complain about such inconvenience."

He spoke all the benefits, yet there was still no smile on his face.

Feeling aware, Lun Chuan asked again:

"There’s no perfect good in the world? Sensitive skin is just sensitive, I met a wonderful family who cares for my largest organ."

"Just, Daoist master, speak frankly, both of us are open to anything."

Daoist Qingyun suddenly sat upright, eyes bright: "Then I’ll be candid."

Lun Chuan nodded again: "Please speak openly."

Daoist Qingyun asked again: "My candidness won’t cause you two to break up, will it?"

"What?" Song Tan driving, was shocked:

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