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Youll care for me?

An Mingchuan shuddered and he looked at An Lin dazedly.

However, he quickly regained his senses.

Shaking his head, he said, No, Ive already told you, dad doesnt need you to earn money by singing. You should go and complete university first.

Thats not what I meant. I dont plan on making money by singing either, An Lin said firmly.

What I meant was, Im already rich now, I can care for you.

Saying this, An Lin fished out a bank card from his pocket. Theres around three hundred and fifty million yuan in here. Use it however you want, were not short on cash!

An Mingchuan became dazed once again.

He stared at the card and after a long time, finally spoke hesitantly. Little Lin, nows not the time to kid around

An Lin shook his head seriously. Im not kidding around. Dad, if you really dont believe me, then we can go and check the balance on an ATM right now.

An Mingchuan stared at An Lin. From An Lins expression, An Mingchuan could tell that he wasnt lying to him.

After a moment, An Mingchuan said solemnly, Little Lin, tell me the truth. Where did you get this money from?

Did you win the lottery, or did you win it through godly gambling skills?

An Lin felt his chest get stuffy. Well still be on good terms if you dont mention gambling

An Mingchuan smiled awkwardly. However, he truly couldnt understand how An Lin could make more than three hundred million in under a year.

Even if he could make money by singing, didnt An Lin just debut? How could he make so much money?

An Lin knew that An Mingchuan was puzzled, so he said honestly, Dad, to tell you the truth, Im a cultivator now! As for these worldly possessions, I can have however much I want!

Hearing this, An Mingchuan blinked his eyes. Can you say that again?

I said Im cultivating now, An Lin repeated.

You know, like those immortals in the dramas? An Lin repeated.

Oh, I get it! An Mingchuan exclaimed in realization. Are you saying that youre an actor now? And your role is to act as an immortal who cultivates?

An Lin:

He knew that if he didnt show off a move or two, his dad wouldnt believe him.

Dad, watch me!

Hearing this, An Mingchuan looked toward An Lin.

An Lin made a hand seal. Suddenly, as if they had been tugged on by something, the noodles in the bowl started jiggling about.

Immediately afterward, as if they had a life of their own, the noodles jumped up and flew into his mouth.

Noodles and soup flowed into his mouth continuously. All he needed to do was sit there and chew

An Mingchuan was stunned. His mouth hung wide open and it was as if he had seen a ghost.

He never wouldve expected that noodles could be eaten in such a way!

After enjoying a few mouthfuls of noodles, An Lin chuckled, Hows that?

Darn impressive! What kind of magic trick was that?

An Mingchuan was full of praise. He had never seen such an amazing close-up magic trick before.

An Lin winced. Lightning suddenly sparked in his hands, and an arc of electricity snaked out.

Seeing the arc of electricity snake about An Lins fingertips, An Mingchuan was once again stunned.

Immediately afterward, the arc of electricity jumped toward the table.

Boom!

The table was charred black by this bolt of electricity.

An Mingchuan touched the dining table and like a pile of black sand, it crumbled onto the floor.

The two bowls of noodles also fell toward the floor. However, they didnt shatter as expected, rather, they were mysteriously suspended in mid-air.

An Lin flicked his hands and the two bowls of noodles flew onto the kitchen bench.

Then, An Lin snapped his fingers.

A ball of flames appeared and burnt the design diagrams on An Mingchuans desk to ashes.

An Lin made a slicing motion with his hand.

A wind blade flew out from his hand and slashed the television into two.

One after another, An Lin cast an overwhelming amount of immortal spells.

An Mingchuans outlook on the world was severely challenged. Finally, his deep-rooted beliefs started to crumble.

He believed it he finally believed that his son was an immortal!

An Lin had almost destroyed this entire room using his immortal spells, how could he not believe it?!

Seeing that his dad finally believed him, An Lin also breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, he seriously did consider destroying this makeshift house using his Mountain Quaking Fist.

Afterward, An Lin started to talk tirelessly about his experiences.

He told his father everythinghow he met the immortal, his life at The United University of Cultivation, as well as the reason for him descending into the mortal world.

An Mingchuan exclaimed in marvel. He never imagined that his son would experience so many things in just one year.

Seeing that the time was ripe, An Lin said, Dad, lets cultivate together! Ill let you flex with me, Ill fly you along!

Cultivate?

If An Mingchuan heard this before, he would definitely deem it as fantastical and regard the person saying it as unreasonable.

Now, however, everything was turned on its head.

Immortals really did exist and he had a chance of becoming one himself. How could he give up such an opportunity?!

But, isnt my age already unsuited for cultivating? An Mingchuan asked hesitantly.

Its true that youre unsuited because of your age. Your cultivation speed will be much slower

There was a look of determination on An Lins face and he continued, However, Ive already said this. Ill care for you in the future.

So what if youre old? Elixirs, spirit stones, and cultivation methods can all remedy this drawback.

Trust me, dad. One day, Ill definitely take you with me and soar above the highest heavens!

Looking at the face which was no longer soft and immature, An Mingchuan was especially touched.

Finally, he loosened up and chuckled, Little Lin, dad believes you!

After An Lins dad agreed to cultivate, they started to repay the money which they had borrowed.

In addition, they gave quite a bit of interest to the lenders.

After all, friends who were willing to help them through such dire times were deserving of this reward.

The next day, An Lin rang up Huang Shanshan.

Between the mortal world cultivation sects and the National Cultivation Department, he ended up choosing the National Cultivation Department.

This was as the cultivation sects of the mortal world were basically independent of the Heavenly Court, with barely any communication between them. On the other hand, the National Cultivation Department had direct relations with the Heavenly Court.

An Lin was a member of the Heavenly Court, so leaving his dad with the National Cultivation Department could better ensure his safety.

Oi, An Lin, have you found your dad yet? Huang Shanshans exhausted voice sounded from the phone.

M-hm, thanks, Ive found him now. Its like this, I want to have my dad cultivate over at your National Cultivation Department. Is that alright? An Lin asked anxiously.

Normally, cultivation departments all had specialized teachers. However, there would definitely be a lot of hindrances when trying to teach someone as old as his dad. Perhaps they still needed to ask for the teachers opinions first.

To his surprise, Huang Shanshan agreed readily. No worries. When do you plan on coming? Ill send someone to meet your father.

Hearing this, An Lin was overjoyed. How about tomorrow then. My dad and I will wait for you guys at Chongqing tomorrow.

Sure, Ill get in touch with you then. Huang Shanshans reply was frank as always.

Just as An Lin was about to hang up, her voice suddenly sounded again. Wait!

Huh, whats the matter? An Lin questioned.

I suddenly remembered something. If your dad cultivates here, ordinary classes are provided for free. However, apart from this, there are still other levels of guidance, Huang Shanshan explained.

Theres still such a thing? Tell me about it. An Lin didnt expect for there to be different levels of guidance over at where she cultivated.

The first type of cultivation guidance is standard-level guidance. This is provided by our departments elite teachers. In addition, various elixirs and high-level cultivation methods are provided. Members from our special operations department receive this type of guidance. As a lot of resources are needed, this guidance costs an extra one hundred spirit stones per year.

The second type of cultivation guidance is high-level guidance. This is provided by the best teacher in our department. By the way, hes also my teacher. During cultivation, the department will provide the best elixirs as well as the best cultivation methods. As a result, a huge amount of resources are needed. This guidance costs an extra one thousand spirit stones per year.

There was a moment of silence.

Thats all?

Huang Shanshan was a bit taken aback. Yeah, thats all. What else do you want?

Isnt there the kind where you have to pay ten thousand spirit stones per year? You know, gold-class super VIP guidance?

Huang Shanshan:

No! Get lost!

Oh Then Ill just go with the high-level guidance, An Lin replied.

Huang Shanshans exasperated murmur could be heard on the other end.

Sigh Its only one thousand spirit stones a year. Can my dad really be taught properly?

Hearing this, Huang Shanshan almost burst into tears.

What the f*ck?! Is one thousand spirit stones very cheap?!

Cant you think before you speak? This is extremely vexing!

Say, how much money does An Lin actually have? Is he a tycoon of the cultivation world?

An Lin doesnt look upon me like he would look upon a beggar, right?!

Huang Shanshan felt all the more like a poor ass. The more she thought about it, the more depressed she became. She didnt even feel like cussing anymore.

If youve got nothing else to add, Im going to hang up. Huang Shanshan felt that if she kept speaking to An Lin, her daoheart¹would be affected.

Mmm, okay. Ill pay you one thousand two hundred spirit stones a year.

The extra two hundred is just a small gratuity for you. I hope you can help my dad out a bit more.

After she hung up, Huang Shanshan looked toward the sky and sniffed.

What was with this happy yet grievous feeling?