The wife consumed Hua Manchun's soul, circled the room a few times, and slowly digested it.
The other family members gathered at the table. The Local Deity of Proper Land might be considered high-quality ingredients, but still lacked something compared to purebred Inner State People. Everyone ate amicably without fighting or grabbing.
Li Banfeng walked to his wife's side and kissed the Big Horn: "Beloved wife, it's time to fulfill the promise I made earlier."
The phonograph feigned ignorance: "What did Little Servant promise husband? To give him a child?"
"Can it really be done?" Li Banfeng groped around the phonograph.
The phonograph laughed until it was out of breath: "Husband, don't mess around. First, tell me how the technique is coming along?"
Li Banfeng straightened his chest and said: "When I use the Shadow Hanging Technique, I can also use the Wind Riding Cloud Driving Skill. Having practiced the techniques to this extent, wife should be satisfied, right?"
Hong Ying put down her chopsticks and said: "Qi Lang, you've learned to ride the wind and clouds? Your talent is truly remarkable!"
"Borrowed, I borrowed it from Ying Ying," Li Banfeng signaled Hong Ying to be more reserved, then turned to his wife: "Beloved wife, mastering both Cloud Top Techniques, I have indeed laid a solid foundation, and you should take me to the Second Layer."
"Mere words prove nothing. Let husband demonstrate the technique to Little Servant."
"Easily done!" Li Banfeng focused his mind and first used the Shadow Hanging Technique.
After a while, no shadow appeared.
The phonograph sighed: "Husband, is this what you call well-practiced?"
Li Banfeng also felt strange. The Shadow Hanging Technique was specially practiced, and he had used it quite a bit recently, and he wasn't nervous or flustered in front of his wife. Why couldn't he utilize it suddenly?
Could it be that something happened to the shadow?
By the candlelight, Li Banfeng looked down at his feet and found he had no shadow.
Where had the shadow gone?
Oh no, it's still in the swamp.
Li Banfeng was shocked, quickly rushed out of the Portable Residence, looked around but didn't see his shadow.
Where did this guy run off to?
Could it have wandered off in anger?
Li Banfeng repeatedly used the technique, attempting to call the shadow back between releases and recalls.
After trying three times, a bubble surfaced in the mire, indicating the shadow responded.
It had been soaking in the mire for quite a while.
Li Banfeng dug for a while in the mire, saw a pitch-black arm, pulled it out, and retrieved the mud-covered shadow back to his feet.
Upon returning to the Portable Residence, Li Banfeng heard a series of roars, and the shadow, like a lunatic, wouldn't stop arguing with Li Banfeng.
Li Banfeng also got somewhat annoyed and prepared to summon the shadow to fight, but the phonograph quickly persuaded: "Husband, this time it's your fault. You shouldn't randomly discard your own shadow.
The shadow is connected to husband's soul. If it gets tainted with poison, disease, or technique outside, it will affect husband upon retrieval."
Li Banfeng snorted and said: "Then simply don't retrieve it."
"Don't say such impulsive words. If husband doesn't retrieve the shadow, the Shadow Hanging Technique can't be used. The untethered shadow would be a future hazard for husband."
The wife had a point, and Li Banfeng comforted the shadow with a few words, waited around ten minutes, and the shadow calmed down and began to cooperate with Li Banfeng to demonstrate the technique.
Li Banfeng first used the Shadow Hanging Technique to release the shadow, then immediately used the Wind Riding Cloud Driving Skill to make himself fly.
The first flight was a bit intense, and Li Banfeng's head hit the ceiling.
Hong Ying advised from the side: "Qi Lang, change your mindset. Don't always think of soaring to the sky, just think about riding the wind. The breeze is under your feet, and imagine it's a gentle breeze, not a gale or whirlwind. You can control the wind direction and strength..."
Under Hong Ying's guidance, Li Banfeng flew more steadily, from the Main Room to the Twelve Rooms, and back again.
The shadow sat aside reading a newspaper, completely unaffected by Li Banfeng.
The wife praised: "Husband, now you've truly mastered the technique. First, take half a Xuanyun Pill to stabilize your physique, and after a brief rest, Little Servant will help you ascend."
The phonograph fed half an elixir into Li Banfeng's mouth and brought a cup of water to help him swallow it.
Since Li Banfeng arrived Above the Clouds, half a Xuanyun Pill was the largest dose he ever consumed.
After ingesting the elixir, Li Banfeng felt coldness rolling in his marrow, causing his whole body to shiver.
"Wife, usually when I took an elixir, it felt slightly warm inside. Why is it so cold this time?"
"Because the elixir is slightly overdosed. Too much heat instead makes husband feel cold. Husband rushed to ascend, and the physique lags far behind cultivation level. Little Servant took this last resort to forcibly replenish with elixir. Husband shouldn't fear, with Little Servant's protection, this phase can be endured."
Hot steam swept in, and the wife collected Li Banfeng into the warm horn mouth.
The coldness gradually dissipated, and Li Banfeng faintly heard some voices.
"The varnish peeled off, who knows when it can be restored."
"There is a gray lump in the belly, can never wipe it away, makes me very itchy inside."
"There's just this rust spot, growing right under my eyes. If I can't see it, it's fine, but seeing it makes me feel uneasy."
Who is speaking?
Are they those mysterious passengers residing in the Portable Residence?
Li Banfeng remained vigilant toward the various room passengers in the Portable Residence, including Lady of the Fifth Room, Arithmetic Cultivator of the Bafang, the suspected Peeping Cultivator of the Seventh Room, and the mysterious woman of the Ninth Room.
Particularly the mysterious woman of the Ninth Room, Li Banfeng almost got tricked by her.
Why are they all speaking by my ear?