The Young Matriarch
Chapter 706 - Chapter 706 Chapter 706 Dual Cultivation with Duan Feihan

Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Dual Cultivation with Duan Feihan Chapter 706: Chapter 706: Dual Cultivation with Duan Feihan Holding the screenwriting rights to the latest remake of “Records of the Mountain Moon,” Liu Yuyou returned home with newfound confidence.

As soon as she entered the door, she sensed an incredibly strange atmosphere. Liu Yufei rushed up and grabbed her arm, whispering anxiously, “Sis, big brother seems to have recovered from his mental illness, and he’s not spouting nonsense anymore. He keeps telling us he’s cured and not crazy.”

Liu Yuyou felt slightly uneasy in her heart. What on earth had Bai Chuwei done? Her mentally ill elder brother was cured just like that?

Liu Yuyou took Liu Yufei and cautiously approached their elder brother Liu Zheng’s room, peering inside through the window.

There were servants and the butler accompanying Liu Zheng as he sat on the bed reading a book, absorbed in his thoughts.

If it weren’t for the toys suited to a seven- or eight-year-old child scattered around his room, one could not tell that he had ever been mentally ill.

Liu Yuyou’s heart skipped a beat. Pulling the worried Liu Yufei away quietly, so as not to disturb their elder brother, she snorted coldly, “Just because he says he’s not sick, does that mean he’s really not sick? People with mental illness always like to say they’re not sick.”

Liu Yuyou slightly smiled, “He even claims he isn’t sick, but it looks like big brother’s condition has actually gotten worse. Let’s have him sent to a mental hospital in the next couple of days.”

Liu Yufei, frightened by her words, couldn’t help but give a thumbs-up: “Sis, that’s clever.”

Once in a mental hospital, he’ll learn what it means to call for help in vain, with neither heaven nor earth responding.

If he’s not mentally ill now, surely they’ll make him so, right?

*

The night sky outside the window was thick, and a bright incandescent lamp lit up the desk. Xue Qiu shut down her handheld computer and sat beside Bai Chuwei with a puzzled expression.

The old ancestor casually poured out a pile of treasures from her spatial bag, any single item of which could become the legacy treasure of a sect.

There were cultivation manuals, Spirit Stones too precious for the ancestor to use, and various Spiritual Medicines and Spiritual Artifacts.

Xue Qiu had no doubt that the pile of items could buy half of Europe.

Bai Chuwei, brimming with enthusiasm, picked up a brush and lightly dipped it in vermillion Spiritual Ink before opening a manual on cultivation and elegantly annotating it in tiny, beautiful characters.

Xue Qiu squeaked out, ‘Old ancestor, this is way simpler than the obscure “Immortality Technique”, he’ll understand it.’

Without looking up, Bai Chuwei continued annotating and said nonchalantly, “Then with my annotations, he’ll get the gist even quicker and cultivate faster.”

Xue Qiu: ‘…’

There goes its place as number one in the old ancestor’s heart.

Instead of sleeping in the middle of the night–not that the ancestor ever slept–why not spend this time on Alchemy??!

To refine hundreds and thousands of Spirit Pills for it, wouldn’t that be delightful!

Feeling sorrow and indignation, Xue Qiu pondered its twenty years by the old ancestor’s side, and now the twenty-first year couldn’t even compare to CEO Duan?

Xue Qiu, despondently, turned its back to Bai Chuwei, and after waiting a long while, it realized… the old ancestor was completely engrossed and hadn’t even noticed its gesture.

Xue Qiu, munching on a petite cucumber with its cheeks puffed out, suddenly squeaked out, ‘Old ancestor, actually, I know a better and faster way to increase his cultivation dramatically!’

Bai Chuwei paused her writing, looking interestedly at Xue Qiu, “Oh?”

Xue Qiu, smug as could be: ‘Dual cultivation.’

Bai Chuwei’s gaze flickered, and she sighed, sounding surprisingly world-weary, “Alas, the key point is he won’t let me sleep.”

The old ancestor stroked her chin, starting to reflect on herself.

Had she been too obvious in the past, giving Duan Feihan the impression that “the old ancestor just wants to leech off you for free, what about it?”?