The woman’s voice trembled, as if afraid to shatter the dream in front of her,
"Is it you, Jin’er?"
Jin’er could no longer control herself, tears burst forth from her eyes.
She did not speak, just took steps, one by one, toward her parents.
Lin Jinghua’s eyes widened, his gaze fixed intently on his daughter’s legs, his lips trembled, unable to speak for a long time.
Although,
Supervisor Chen had treated Jin’er’s legs in the past, they still weren’t nimble, often needing the aid of a wheelchair.
But now,
she was walking just like a normal person!
When she got close, Jin’er sniffled, her teary eyes hazy: "Father, Mother... your daughter has returned!"
"My child!"
Lin’s mother rushed forward to embrace her daughter, and the two held each other, crying bitterly.
Lin Jinghua also wept, tears streaming down as he looked at Chen Ye, speaking incoherently with excitement: "She’s... really healed... Thank you, Supervisor! Thank you for your great kindness and virtue! Supervisor, you’re truly a living Bodhisattva to our Lin family!"
Watching this scene, Chen Ye also felt quite moved.
In a way, it was rather subtle.
Jin’er was the only one among his students who had both parents.
He smiled slightly, deciding to fan the flames a bit more:
"Elder Lin, not only are her legs healed. This girl has also succeeded in Foundation Establishment. According to the rules of the cultivation realm, in the future, no one in this Peach Mountain District will dare look down on your Lin family."
"F... Foundation Establishment?!"
Hearing these words, Lin Jinghua felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
What does Foundation Establishment mean?
Before, the leaders of the two major loose cultivator associations in Yunxi District, Yuxi and Stone Mirror, were only at the Ninth Layer of Qi Cultivation!
And those high and mighty Lingyin Guardians were precisely Foundation Establishment Cultivators.
He stared dumbfounded at his daughter, feeling the terrifying aura that was immeasurably stronger than his own.
In Peach Mountain District, Foundation Establishment Cultivators are akin to legendary grand elders!
His daughter, once considered a burdensome cripple... has become a Foundation Establishment Elder?
The enormous shock left Lin Jinghua’s mind blank, only able to mechanically repeat: "Foundation Establishment... I haven’t even reached the Later Period of Qi Cultivation, yet my daughter became a Foundation Establishment Cultivator..."
The spiritual farmers working nearby also stopped their tasks, gaping in disbelief.
Who would have thought that the little girl in the wheelchair back then would rise to such heights in one step!
Just how good is Supervisor Chen at teaching disciples?
Bear in mind, Lin Jin is still so young!
How infuriating!
If they also had beautiful daughters, they would definitely send them to Supervisor Chen as students... psh, they’d be content even if they were just warming his bed.
What they envied the most was,
why are each of Lin Jinghua’s daughters more beautiful than the last, with no one else in the entire Peach Mountain District comparing to them?
Seeing the reverent and eager gazes from those around, Chen Ye knew that the effect of Jin’er’s "triumphant return" was fully realized.
Regardless of whether his disciple cares about reputation,
as a master, you give your all, since it helps prevent the girl from closing herself off and feeling inferior every day.
If it were Qing Jun, Chen Ye wouldn’t have done it this way; otherwise, the little girl would be so spoiled she’d dare to be insolent with her master.
He did not continue to disturb the family’s reunion but instead waved a hand, telling Qing Jun and Zhiwei behind him: "Alright, stop standing around. Qing Jun, take your sister to the Outer Valley for a stroll, but don’t go too far. We’ll meet in the Inner Valley later."
"Alright, Master!"
Qing Jun had long wanted to visit Yuanyuan, and with a cheer, he grabbed Zhiwei and ran off.
Zhiwei was also somewhat excited,
as it had been a long time since she had last seen Granny Li!
This time coming home, she had brought many precious items to extend Granny Li’s life span!
After organizing his disciples, Chen Ye strolled leisurely toward Hee Qi’s residence, humming an unrecognizable tune.
Back then, he arranged for Hee Qi to stay at the Law Enforcement Hall in Lisong Valley, a place conducive to both cultivation and duty.
More than a year had passed, and he wondered how his old friend had been during this time.
And there was the little, delicate Shuyao...
Thinking of that shy little girl, a smile unconsciously formed at the corner of Chen Ye’s mouth.
"I wonder if the little one has grown taller... She used to smell like milk; she must have grown quite a bit by now."
...
The Law Enforcement Hall is located at the pass of Lisong Valley, guarding the main route.
In the past, bold loose cultivators or tribulation cultivators would occasionally sneak in to pick spirit plants from the valley.
After all, even though the valley had a Mountain Protection Array, the frequent traffic through the valley meant any cultivator could sneak in, pick some spirit plants, and the Mountain Protection Array couldn’t do much about it.
But since Hee Qi, a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, personally took charge, spreading his Divine Sense, no one dared to offend.
Not to mention the demon beasts that ventured into the valley—the array didn’t even need to activate, as Hee Qi could easily slay or drive them away.
At this moment, the afternoon sun was perfect.
As Chen Ye approached the He Family’s small courtyard, he heard a tender, earnest shout coming from inside.
"Focus your qi in the dantian, and keep your hands steady!"
"Strike with your sword quickly, don’t hesitate!"
Hee Qi’s voice, carrying a tinge of age, followed.
The events of the past two years had added a touch of maturity to him.
Chen Ye peered through the courtyard gate.
He saw a little girl, detailed like a porcelain doll, holding a peachwood sword awkwardly large for her size, practicing earnestly.
She was wearing a blue training outfit, with a ponytail swaying with her movements, fine sweat beads forming on her forehead, and her face flushed like a rosy apple.
She indeed had grown taller in the past year, her features gradually developing, revealing the promise of a beauty.
Hee Qi sat nearby on a stone bench, holding a teacup, watching his daughter with tender affection.