Chapter 92: It’s No Use even if You Beg Your Father! (2)

At this time the carriage stopped.

Bu Qi said, “Shifu, we are home.”

After getting back, Rong Yi only felt full after taking another big meal.

He touched his full belly and asked Rong Huan, “Ahuan, why is my belly so big and heavy?”

Rong Yi planned to temper this stiff body from tomorrow on. Then if someone was after him, he could at least deal with it himself. But now with this big belly, it was really not convenient.

Rong Hun cast a glance at his belly, “The little master in your belly should be as big as a six months’ old baby now, so your belly is bigger than a normal pregnant person.”

Rong Yi was surprised, “How is it possible?”

“He could have been come to this world together with little master Yin Tao, but due to some accident, he could only keep staying in there and grow slowly.”

Three years’ time? Only as big as a six month old baby? Man! It is slow, OK?

Rong Yi then asked, “If I practice my swordplay every morning, will it affect him?”

“After having taken the pregnancy nutrition elixir, it’d be no problem even if you have eight hundred rounds of fight.”

“All right, then I will start practicing my swordplay tomorrow.”

Before the sun rose the next day, Rong Yi already got up and came into the yard. He held his sword and did some warm-ups.

Xinghe, who was meditating on the roof, say that he was just swaying his sword casually, he thought Rong Yi had no sword cheats. When he was considering whether he should go teach him some moves, Rong Yi made a neat turnback and pricked onto the ground. Holding that big belly, his leg moves were not very agile but graceful, and deliberate. The swords combined with his body, his body combined with his qi, and his qi combined with his temperament, unlike a new learner at all.

As Xinghe watched, he had a spur to compete his swordplay with Rong Yi. But then he felt that a dense strong stream of qi was gathering around Rong Yi. For those who were at higher phase of cultivation, it was just a stream of sword qi. But to those cultivators who were at the same level of Rong Yi, his sword qi was extremely powerful. As the sword rose and fell, one could fell some kind of invisible wave. Without touching the ground, it already left swords marks. Even those trees around were rustling due to the strong sword qi.

On hearing the noise, Yin Jinye who was meditating in the room got up and moved to the window.

Pity that Rong Yin just finished and withdrew his sword.

Holding his big belly, he walked into the pavilion and sat down, exhaled a big breath. Carrying the baby, only some light action and he already could barely breathe. He needed to practice more.

Seeing Xinghe who was on the roof, Rong Yi called him, “Xinghe.”

Xinghe then jumped off, “Young master, what is it?”

“I am hungry. Ask them to bring the food here. Oh right, I feel hungrier this morning, so ask them to make more food.”

Xinghe was lazy and directly shouted at the direction of the kitchen with his spiritual power, “The young master is hungry. Take the breakfast here in the pavilion.”

Soon someone replied, “Got it.”

Rong Yi then turned to Yin Jinye’s room, seeing he was again holding a book, so he asked Xinghe curiously, “Why does your lord like reading so much? Is it really so enjoyable?”

Having transmigrated into this world, he knew that most characters were complexformed characters he could mostly recognize. While the book Yin Jinye read used seal characters, which were hard for him to read.

Xinghe said, “Actually our lord is not reading, he is looking for something. He couldn’t understand the content in it, so he could only kept reading again and again, hoping he could unscramble it someday.”

Rong Yi wiped off his cold sweat with the back of his hand, “So you also don’t know what’s written in it?”

Xinghe said helplessly, “Even the lord doesn’t understand, how would we servants know?”

“Is it really so complicated and hard to understand?”

“I guess so.”

“What is looking for? Is it very important to him?”

Xinghe looked at Rong Yi and said hesitantly, “The master is looking for Spring Hell Flower, but he has no idea where those flowers grow.”

Rong Yi paused a bit, “Spring Hell Flower?”

“Yeah.”

Rong Yi tried to confirm again, “You really mean QUAN-YIN-FLOWER?”

“Exactly.”

Rong Yi frowned, “I remember Spring Hell Flower could repair one’s damaged soul, something very nutritious for ghost cultivators, because it could not only improve a ghost cultivator’s cultivation, but also heal a severely injured ghost cultivator, and even could prolong one’s life. Is your master injured?”

Right after he said those words, Yin Jinye instantly showed up in front of Rong Yi, “You know Spring Hell Flowers?”

Rong Yiu snorted slightly, “I told you I am wealthy in knowledge. I have read over hundreds of thousands of volumes of books. But you don’t believe it. What can I say?”

Yin Jinye, “…”

He could barely recognize characters, who would believe he was wealthy in knowledge???

Xinghe, “…”

Is this person praising himself?

Even those famous litterateurs would at most read hundreds of volumes of books the whole life while he claimed he had read I have read over hundreds of thousands of volumes of books? Did this man know what he was saying?

Yin Jinye still didn’t believe Rong Yi’s words, so he asked, “Do you know what Spring Hell Flower looks like?”

Rong Yi thought a bit, “Its shape is like the dragon claw, also like an umbrella. In the middle it is round. The petals are as thin as a needle, as red as blood. During daytime, it would make some sound like ghost’s howling, very creepy. And at night it could conjure ghosts.”

In Rong Family they had a few. Pity that none was at the master level, but only some dried flowers.

Yin Jinye and Xinghe both looked at Rong Yi, jaws dropped. Though no book had ever described the complete shape of the flower, what Rong Yi said was almost the same as said in the book.

Rong Yi really knew about Spring Hell Flower!

Xinghe hurriedly asked, “Young master, do you know where they grow?”