Bombarding Cultivators with Cluster Artillery

As her emotions settled, she remembered the meat and vegetables she had just bought at the door, hurriedly picked them up and, complaining, said: ”Some surprise, not enough meat and vegetables bought, I need to run to the supermarket again, how long will you stay this time?”

”Half a year.”

”Half a year?!!”

Lin Wanqiu turned her head in surprise, then pinched Jiang Ding’s ear: ”Say that again?”

”Really, half a year, I wasn’t expelled, nobody will expel me, the cultivation won’t be delayed.”

Jiang Ding explained simply.

This was true, he could return to the Second-Order Top-Grade Spiritual Vein anytime—cultivation would never get delayed.

He was just lacking the teachers’ assistance in absorbing and learning new Immortal Path knowledge and turning it into foundation, which would greatly reduce efficiency. The original plan was to stay only two months.

However, after seeing the white hairs and wrinkles on Lin Wanqiu’s head and face, Jiang Ding changed the plan.

”The Cultivation Department has a five-year term, a half-year vacation is quite normal, don’t confuse it with regular departments, Mom.”

”Really?”

”Really.”

”Then it’s fine.”

Benefiting from the good impression established before, Lin Wanqiu believed him, and her smile instantly bloomed more beautifully than flowers, letting go of Jiang Ding’s ear.

”No need to buy vegetables either, I don’t eat much.”

With a move of Divine Sense,

the meat and vegetables slipped from Lin Wanqiu’s hand, flying into the kitchen autonomously, as a kitchen knife came out of its sheath, chopping meat on the cutting board, and onions and ginger were also cut into sections and slices.

Additionally, seven or eight small tornadoes appeared, vacuuming up like vacuum cleaners, gradually sucking up the dust from the floor and tabletop, as the house underwent various changes quickly.

”I didn’t see your sword, is this Divine Sense?”

Lin Wanqiu was astonished.

”Surprised, Mom?”

Jiang Ding casually said: ”Isn’t it stranger for a future Nascent Soul Cultivator to only start changing to a Cultivation Method and possessing mana and Divine Sense after so long?”

”Yeah, got it, Nascent Soul Cultivator.”

Lin Wanqiu spoke as if she were appeasing a child.

Ten minutes later, stir-fried pork with celery and cold cucumber salad were served on the table, even the rice was cooked to perfection within minutes using electromagnetic mana.

Serving dishes and chopsticks, pouring water.

Jiang Ding recounted some of the experiences and people he had encountered over the years, and then listened carefully to Lin Wanqiu’s experiences.

In these years, her skill in the Technique of Inscribing Half Magic Tools had grown and she had become a workshop leader, earning a considerably higher salary.

Even though they had talked about these things many times on the phone before.

”Mom, how were your cultural course grades in high school?”

Jiang Ding symbolically ate some food, then put down his chopsticks and asked.

”Not bad, I could score around four or five hundred points, nearly the same as your senior high school’s first term... but my Martial Dao Aptitude was worse, couldn’t study further, why do you ask?”

”Just curious.”

After the meal, with a thought of Divine Sense, pots and pans were automatically cleaned, and the house was tidied up.

The two watched television together.

Halfway through, Jiang Ding closed his eyes slightly, instinctively falling into a cultivation state.

”You...”

Lin Wanqiu smiled to herself, not going downstairs for a walk after dinner as usual, propping up her cheeks and quietly watching the self-proclaimed future Heavenly Monarch, forever looking like a sixteen-year-old youth.