Unstoppable Martial Arts: Starting with brother's wife and young sister Chapter 913 - 485: Liu Sheng Loses His Composure!

"Guan Yao!"

Upon uttering the name Guan Yao, Duke Yuan's lips curved up faintly, revealing his inner approval.

Yet Duke Liu arched his brows a touch, questioning skeptically, "Doesn’t it feel somewhat insufficient?"

"No need to fret, it’s far from insufficient."

Ample time remains ahead, more than sufficient.

He selected Guan Yao precisely due to his deep admiration for the guy's relentless vigor—utterly merciless!

Merciless toward foes! Merciless toward himself!

Provided he's committed, by adhering to his approach, shaping him into an elite genius in mere moments is entirely feasible.

"You...!"

Duke Liu gazed at him with a tangled look, then uttered, "Never mind!"

Ultimately, he held back his words.

With his resolve set firm, amid the present circumstances, resorting to harsh methods proves acceptable.

"Fine then, fret on your own, I’m not joining you—I must go inspect that boy."

Soon after, Duke Yuan departed from Liu Gong Mansion.

"Ay!"

Duke Liu let out a heavy sigh; he possessed options, Duke Qin surely did too, those other two had their picks, yet now he alone lacked anyone reliable.

What misery!

...

Primordial Realm!

Chen Xuan enjoyed a relaxed existence, handling only routine daily tasks.

His cultivation followed his whims.

That day, he even brought Xiaoqi to a nearby small lake outside Celestial Spring Village for some fishing.

"Dad, fishing’s so boring!"

Just sitting idle like this—what fun is there? Cultivating would be far superior.

"Fishing helps steady your heart."

"Too restless!"

Chen Xuan shot him a stern glance; the boy’s talent was exceptionally potent.

Still, he remained merely a youth, short on wisdom.

Ever since stepping into the Martial Cultivation Dao Realm, his arrogance swelled, practice grew erratic, and his spirit turned turbulent.

For that reason, Chen Xuan employed fishing as discipline.

"But to fish, don’t you need bait? How’s a plain straight hook supposed to snag anything?"

Xiaoqi sulked.

Was Dad treating him like a toddler or an idiot?

"An ancient proverb goes, Jiang Taigong fishes with purpose."

"Who came up with that? Never spotted it in any books."

Xiaoqi eyed him dubiously.

"Shh!"

Chen Xuan signaled quiet, gaze locked on the water.

At that sight, Xiaoqi felt resigned, let out a breath.

Kept at the fishing!

From dawn till dusk, not stopping until their return to the Primordial Realm.

"How’d it go? Catch any fish today?"

Lan Meng’Er eyed the father-son pair with a grin, inquiring.

"Dad used a straight hook for fishing!"

Xiaoqi unveiled the empty fish basket, "Mom, see? Completely bare."

Followed by an utterly forlorn face.

"You little rascal!"

Chen Xuan tweaked his cheek, sighing in defeat.

Truly just a kid.

Yet this method fell short; after all, as his dad, he couldn’t always be strict.

This evoked thoughts of Yao’Er.

Back in the day, Xiaoqi stayed obedient under her watch.

"What a pain."

"Fine, no fish means no fish—dinner’s set, wash up and dig in."

"Awesome, starving already."

With those words, he dashed off.

"Don’t get worked up, he’s only a child still."

Lan Meng’Er grasped his mind, snuggled his arm, "Here, tonight’s meal features your top picks."

"Oh? Otherwise, I’d have to give you a proper scolding tonight."

Chen Xuan flashed a playful grin.

Though long wed, in the open day, Lan Meng’Er’s pale cheeks bloomed red instantly.

But right as the pair moved toward the hall for the meal, Qin Ke hurried up.

"Master!"

Chen Xuan pivoted, queried, "What’s the issue?"

"Ye Jinghong headed to Prince Xuan’s Mansion, noting Chief Eunuch Liu’s repeated messages went unanswered, so he requested Jinghong seek you there."

"Uh—"

Liu Sheng seeking him out.

He’d misplaced the communication spirit talismans briefly, stashed in the study, checking them solely during cultivation sessions.

Come to think, days had passed without practice.

"Got it, I see."

Then he glanced at Lan Meng’Er, "Likely urgent business—you eat first, I’ll join shortly."

"Hmm!"

...

Chen Xuan reached the study, spotting Liu Sheng’s spirit talisman glowing softly amid the stack.

A light finger flick drew it straight to his palm, then he channeled slight spiritual power.

"Head to the Imperial City!"

"Critical affair!"

After hearing, Chen Xuan lifted a brow; Liu Sheng’s voice carried grave weight.

Moreover, this abrupt summons to the Imperial City—what could it be?

"Chief Eunuch, what urgent matter is it? Been focused on body tempering lately!"

Chen Xuan sent back.

Shortly after!

"Acting all aloof, forcing this old servant to wait until dragging Zhan Tian to relay via Ye Jinghong."

In the Ritual Department, Liu Sheng fumed with irritation.

In Great Yu, save for His Majesty, none dared keep him hanging so long.

Preposterous!

"Was deep in secluded cultivation, severed all links—truly no intent to ignore."

Even so, Liu Sheng met his words with a cold huff.

Yet let it drop.

"Get to the Imperial City; this old man has vital business to share."

"Now?"

Chen Xuan probed.

"The earlier, the better!"

"Extremely crucial!"

Liu Sheng stressed deliberately.

"Clear, arriving tomorrow."

"Hmm!"

The communication spirit talisman dimmed back to idle.

"Vital business?"

Chen Xuan frowned in puzzlement; whatever Liu Sheng deemed vital held true weight.

"Master, perhaps Chief Eunuch requires your assistance?"

Qin Ke ventured.

"What makes you think so?" Chen Xuan inquired.

"Because I overheard earlier—he phrased it as matters to discuss with Master."