Xia Ziyan suddenly woke up and realized that this was no longer his " home ". He looked at Xia Zihua, who was sobbing and Xia Zichun, whose eyes were red, and suddenly felt that he was too much of a fool. He said that he would never let anyone hurt them again, but in the end, he hurt them first.
Xia Ziyan sat up and held them in his arms. He used his hands to slowly help them breathe and whispered," Zihua, don't cry, okay? Brother didn't do it on purpose. Brother won't be like this anymore, okay?"
"Really?" Xia Zihua said as she sobbed.
" It's true. I promise that this will never happen again," Xia Ziyan coaxed.
"Yeah, yeah."
"Be good and don't cry." Xia Ziyan kissed them on the face and said,"Alright, get up first and go to the dining room to eat.”
It took them about half an hour to get out of bed and get to the dining room. Xia Ziyan led them to the dining room. The dining table was almost filled with people, big and small. The big ones looked to be around 20 years old, while the small ones looked to be around 7 or 8 years old. Xia Ziyan led them to his seat and added two seats beside him. The people at the dining table had different gazes. The older ones looked at Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua with a scrutinizing gaze. As for the younger ones, they were purely curious about the two children who appeared beside Xia Ziyan.
Many people's eyes expressed different messages. Many people even noticed that it was Xia Ziyan who led Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua here. Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua smiled kindly.
In the dining room, everyone's position was not fixed. The seat on the right of Xia Rong's head seat was Xia Ziyan's seat. That seat was specially prepared for him. It could be seen that his position in the Xia family was not low, and his status was only second to the family head, Xia Rongxiao.
The fact that he could sit in this position did not represent his identity as the son of the family head, nor did he give him any special rights. It was purely a symbol of status. He was able to sit in that position mainly because of his talent and the Xia family's expectations of him.
From the Xia family's perspective, with Xia Ziyan's current lightning spiritual roots, as long as he wasn't too stupid, it would be very easy for him to become a jindan. As for the Xia family, if the family obtained people who were at or above the Jindan stage, the strength of the family would definitely be pushed forward.
Xia Ziyan's actions today were to tell everyone that Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua were people he took care of. As long as they weren't too stupid, no one would provoke or bully them. Otherwise, they would be going against him.
Xia Rongxiao looked at Xia Ziyan meaningfully and said in a deep voice,""Let's eat."
Only then did everyone pick up their chopsticks and start eating.
In the beginning, the atmosphere was still strange, but as time passed, everyone quickly threw what had just happened to the back of their minds and began to talk about their recent cultivation and the problems they encountered.
The dining room was a little noisy. Some children were arguing loudly about these cultivation problems. Sometimes, Xia Rongxiao would point out their mistakes or explain to them. Those who received his guidance were ecstatic.
As the highest ranking cultivator in the Xia family, Xia Rongxiao's guidance was very rare to them. As the family head, he usually had many things to deal with. No one dared to disturb him because of some small things.
While Xia Rongxiao was guiding them, he suddenly felt the spiritual energy of heaven and earth move. He turned his head and saw Xia Ziyan picking up food for Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua. The spiritual energy on Xia Ziyan's body also started to move. After a while, the movement stopped.
Xia Ziyan also felt the strange movement in his body and suddenly thought of something. The spiritual qi in his body began to circulate crazily, and the bottleneck was faintly shaking. In a short while, the strange movement of spiritual qi began to stabilize, and Xia Ziyan also broke through from the seventh level of qi refinement to the eighth level of qi refinement.
Xia Rongxiao was suddenly moved. He looked at Xia Ziyan and raised his eyebrows slightly."Ziyan, you broke through?"
Everyone in the dining room instantly fell silent because of this sentence. Everyone's eyes fell on Xia Ziyan again.
Xia Ziyan calmly raised his head and nodded."Yes, father. He just broke through the bottleneck and reached the eighth level of Qi Refinement.”
Hiss…
Gasps could be heard in the dining room.
Xia Ziyan had only broken through to the seventh level of Qi Disciple half a year ago. In a short period of time, he had broken through to the eighth level of Qi Disciple. Xia Rongxiao already had an answer in his heart, but when he heard Xia Ziyan say this, he could not help but nod his head. He was even more satisfied with his son.
Xia Rongxiao nodded slightly and said to Xia Ziyan,""Come to my study later."
" Yes, father," Xia Ziyan said respectfully.
Xia Rongxiao might not be qualified as a father, but he was very qualified as the head of the family. Everything he did was to prepare for the family. In order to train Xia Ziyan, he could give the status of young master to two people who had nothing to do with the Xia family. In order to cultivate the middle power of the Xia family, he would give them some pointers during mealtimes.
In short, everything Xia Rongxiao did was based on the overall interests of the Xia family. If it was harmful to the Xia family, he would do his best to eliminate it, or use this to train them.
At the dining table, Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua didn't say a single word. They only ate the meat that Xia Ziyan had piled up in their bowls.
After dinner, Xia Ziyan asked Song Zhu to bring Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua back to his room. He followed Xia Rongxiao to the study room.
As he walked towards the study, Xia Ziyan had been thinking about how he could not let Xia Rongxiao see through him. One had to know that there was such a thing as possession in this world. If Xia Rongxiao found out that his son had been replaced by someone else, he would definitely be slapped to death. After he died, Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua would definitely be bullied in this house. He had already said that he would not let anyone bully his brother.
Fortunately, the two father and son talked in the study for a while, and Xia Rongxiao did not notice that his son had been replaced by someone else.
This conversation didn't last long, but the content of this conversation made Xia Rongxiao very satisfied. Xia Rongxiao had more confidence in Xia Ziyan because his son was so understanding of the big picture.
Regarding Xia Ziyan wanting to keep Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua by his side, Xia Rongxiao didn't object too much. He only told him to control them well and make them a great help to him in the future.
If Xia Ziyan said that he didn't want Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua, he wouldn't have any objections. However, it was not easy to find such a suitable whetstone.
Based on Xia Ziyan's current attitude towards Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua, he did not need to find another whetstone for the time being. If there was a chance in the future, he would find another whetstone for Xia Ziyan of the European Association.
Xia Ziyan was in a bad mood now. Although the conversation he had with his father Xia Rongxiao in the study room today had given him some confidence in his future, he had heard from his deadbeat father that the sect competition would be held in another five years. After that, he would leave his home to participate in the sect competition. If there was a chance in the future, he would stay in the sect and cultivate there.
Although Xia Ziyan wanted to stay in the sect to cultivate, he still had Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua at home. If he went to the sect, with their current status, they would definitely be ostracized by everyone.
Along the way, Xia Ziyan was greeted by many people. Because Xia Ziyan was still worried about the sect competition five years later, he was not in the mood to care about the servants. The servants were used to such situations.
As he was about to reach Liang Garden's entrance, he suddenly remembered that since he wanted to participate in the sect competition and didn't want Zichun and Zihua to stay at home, he could bring them to the sect. When Xia Ziyan thought of this, the bitterness on his face disappeared. He walked to the door and gently pushed it open to see Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua sitting in front of the table practicing calligraphy. Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua were holding a pen and writing seriously on a piece of paper. Their faces were already covered in ink and they looked like little kittens.
When Xia Ziyan saw such a cute little brother, he was even more convinced in his heart. He could not let such a cute little brother stay in this family. Xia Rongxiao was a person who prioritized the interests of the family. Even if Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua were hurt, he would sometimes turn a blind eye to it for the sake of peace. Just like in his previous life, he was forced to become a demonic cultivator.
Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua heard the noise and looked up to see Xia Ziyan staring at them blankly. They quickly jumped down from the stool and ran towards Xia Ziyan, shouting,""Big brother!"
When Xia Ziyan heard Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua calling him, he recovered from his daze and looked at the two cute little people running towards him. He squatted down and reached out to hug them. "Zi Chun, Zi Hua, what are you practicing?"
" Brother, brother, we're writing our names," Zihua said quickly.
"Oh, then can Zihua write it?"
"Not yet…" Xia Zihua's face was red as she said in embarrassment.
"Then can I take a look?"
"Okay!"
Xia Ziyan led one person with each hand and came to the table. He saw that the Xuan paper on the table was all black and his head was full of black lines. Was this still called writing?
Xia Ziyan led them to a chair and told them,"Zichun and Zihua will stop here for today and continue tomorrow. Later, big brother will get them to renovate the house. We'll go and tidy ourselves up first. Later, big brother will bring you out to play, okay?”
" Okay." Xia Zichun and Xia Zihua ran inside to change their clothes and wash their faces.
Xia Ziyan's way of raising his younger brother was to know everything, but he could choose not to do it. Just like how he had to know how to dress and wash his face, but he could choose not to do it. Now, Xia Ziyan was training their ability to dress and wash their hands. Although many people could get rid of the stains on their bodies with a Cleansing spell, he still preferred the original method.
Otherwise, with the way he doted on his younger brother, he was afraid that even if he raised his younger brother, he would still be an idiot in life. However, when he saw his younger brother washing his face and putting on his clothes, his heart suddenly ached. He wondered if he was being too harsh now. After all, they were only six years old now.
Because Xiao Xiao is still in school, her writing time is limited. However, Xiao Xiao promises to maintain 3000 words a day, so I hope everyone will support me.
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