Chapter 546 Blue Sky Conference
She was just a lady from an ordinary family, how could she withstand Chen Quan's torture?

Murong Ji could tell that his mother was also a lady from a family with extraordinary manners and conversation. She was able to become a concubine in the Chen family, which obviously meant that her family was not among the cultivation families.

Sadly, in any world, strength is the highest power.

The courtyard seemed to be covered with a layer of haze, which was gloomy and oppressive.

Mang Shirui's increasing thinness actually attracted Chen Quan's attention. Her frequency of visits gradually returned to normal, and she received various supplements sent by the main hospital.

Under Murong Ji's careful care in secret, Mang Shirui's body recovered some vitality.

Without having to serve Chen Quan every day, Mang Shirui had some free time and read a book every day. But after a long time, she got tired of it.

Therefore, he focused his attention on Murong Ji and began to teach Murong Ji how to read. The characters in this world are another writing system.

Murong Ji learns very quickly, and his cleverness makes Mang Shirui feel much better.

But no matter how smart he is, Murong Ji is limited by this body. As a human cub, he is extremely weak.

After completing a day's literacy, reading and writing exercises, Murong Ji calmed down and continued to draw Qi into his body.

The most suitable time for children to practice cultivation is between six and seven years old. At this age, the body has begun to grow, and it is time to lay the foundation, which will become more harmonious with the body as the child grows.

Before he turned six, Murong Ji had no intention of formally practicing. However, it was still a good idea to use his spiritual energy to improve his physical fitness.

At his current age, he could only channel his spiritual energy to "cleanse" his own impurities. It was useless, but it was the only thing he could do now.

Murong Ji sat alone in the side courtyard, breathing in and out secretly. The spiritual energy and evil spirit in the fox demon world were more intense than those in the Zhu Xian world.

"Young Master, the master and the mistress are calling you."

Murong Ji jumped off the stool and walked towards his mother's room step by step.

"Father." Murong Ji bowed politely as soon as he entered the door.

Chen Quan looked at him with a smile, then turned to Mang Shirui and said, "Did you teach him this?"

Mang Shirui nodded silently, with a distant smile on her face. "Please ask the Patriarch to check Mi'er's qualifications and see if she can... practice."

Chen Quan was startled, the smile on his face faded a little, and he nodded. Then he waved to Murong Ji to come forward.

Seeing Murong Ji standing in front of him obediently, at a perfect distance, he couldn't help but be a little surprised. Wasn't it said that this child was blind? Could it really be Cang Tong? !
Chen Quan stared at Murong Ji's pupils. Normal people's pupils are black or dark gray, but his pupils are light gray...

It was agile, but there was not the slightest bit of magic about it. For a moment, he did not dare to confirm it.

He raised his hand slightly, but did not attract Murong Ji's attention. He could not help but sigh. He was a cultivator, so he naturally knew that a divine object like Cang Tong's was not so easy to obtain.

Without thinking any more, Chen Quan held Murong Ji's body and examined it carefully. It didn't take long for him to come to a conclusion: "His bones have not yet fully grown. In my estimation, his aptitude for cultivation is indeed good."

"But she can't compare with Ning'er." Chen Quan chuckled, patted Mang Shirui's hand and said, "It doesn't matter. Wanqing is the daughter of the Xiao family after all. Her cultivation aptitude is better than mine."

Mang Shirui was very happy, but she didn't care what Chen Quan said. She picked up Murong Ji and held him tightly in her arms.

The next day.

The main hospital sent a set of cultivation resources.

Murong Ji looked at them one by one, tried to identify the medicinal effects, and then put them down gently. They were all inferior products, or scraps.

If it were in the past, Murong Ji would not even look at it.

Now, something is better than nothing.

A few months passed quickly, and the head of the Xiao family came again. Murong Ji was held by Mei Yu and listened to the gossip of several maids.

Only then did he roughly understand why his adopted father was so valued by the Xiao family.

All around this Chixiao City, there is hematite ore, which is an important material for refining the Taoist Alliance's magic weapons. Every vein of ore is extremely important.

[Logically speaking, a place like this should be guarded by someone from the Xiao family...] Suddenly Murong Ji understood that the real guard was the mistress Xiao Wanqing.

This time, the Xiao family's steward came and stayed for quite a while.

It took Murong Ji three months to find out the name of the deacon, Xiao Wanming, who was born into the Xiao family and had a noble status, great strength and power.

Murong Ji's face darkened. No wonder Chen Quan would try to curry favor with him and even let his concubine serve him. This woman must be the Chen family's backer!
[That's not right. The Xiao family's backer should be that mistress.]

When he came to his senses and was about to calm down, a roar woke Murong Ji up.

"Impossible!" Chen Quan's voice sounded somewhat exasperated.

Turning around, I saw nothing but a blur. In the main room, I could faintly hear my mother crying for help.

"Please, Mi'er only has this one chance, and you also said that he can practice! Just let him go to the Blue Sky Conference."

Murong Ji was stunned and a little surprised. He seemed to be somewhat familiar with the Blue Sky Conference of the Yiqi Dao League. But when he thought about it carefully, he could not remember anything.

For him, it was too long.

Suddenly, someone picked her up, and the maid Mei Yu carried Murong Ji and hurriedly walked out of the courtyard. At this moment, Murong Ji vaguely heard footsteps, as if someone was dragging someone away. Mang Shirui's pleading voice continued to be heard.

"Blue Sky Conference! Our Chen family only has one spot! That spot belongs to Ning'er! Forget it! For so many years, you have been short of food or clothes! What are you fighting for?"

Once you leave the yard, you can't hear anything.

Murong Ji couldn't help but sigh softly, feeling sorry for the love of parents in the world.

"Young Master, we are not afraid. The master and the young mistress are playing games. It will be fine in a while."

Murong Ji couldn't even see the maid Mei Yu's appearance, but he didn't care. At this stage, he was still thinking about how to survive.

In the evening, during mealtime.

Sitting next to his mother, Murong Ji could smell a faint smell of blood. It was obvious that Chen Quan had taken action. "Mother..."

Mang Shirui was startled, and wiped the corner of Murong Ji's mouth with a handkerchief, and asked softly: "What's wrong? Mi'er?"

[The voice is weak, the injury is not light.] Murong Ji's face changed, and after thinking for a while, he said: "If you can escape from this cage, where do you want to go?"

Mang Shirui was stunned again and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time.

"Young Madam?!" The maid Zhuju beside her carefully reminded her, which brought her back to her senses.

"Mom doesn't want to go anywhere. She just wants to find a safe place and stay alone." Mang Shirui pinched Murong Ji's nose and urged him to continue eating.

"Mother is just a mortal. Once she leaves the Chen Mansion, she might die at the hands of a cultivator or a monster at any time. So, Mi'er must become a very powerful cultivator!"

Murong Ji: "..."

The old lady suddenly became a little childish, and he was still a little uncomfortable with it. Suddenly he remembered something, he had always brought her into the role of Shi Yanlian (the mother in the Zhu Xian world), but forgot her age.

He felt her pulse quietly, and was startled. His face darkened instantly, and he couldn't help but curse Chen Quan inwardly, "What a beast! What a beast!"

Murong Ji has a big appetite. Before he started formally practicing, most of his body's energy came from food.

Putting down the bowl and chopsticks, Murong Ji said softly: "What if I can get you out of here? Mother, do you want to get out of here?"

Mang Shirui was a little stunned. She hugged Murong Ji in her arms and said lovingly, "My Mi'er has grown up and knows how to love his mother."

Murong Ji: "..."

"Mother will definitely make your future path as smooth as possible..."

His mumbling to himself was like a sharp sword piercing Murong Ji's heart, causing him pain.

After thinking for a while, Murong Ji said: "Mother, you don't have to work so hard. I have natural magical powers... I will achieve great success in the future!"

Mang Shirui smiled but didn't take it seriously, thinking it was just a child's imagination.

Murong Ji was helpless, [Let's just live like this for now, it will be fine when I grow up a little bit. ]

The next morning.

Murong Ji woke up early, facing the rising sun, and began to guide the purple air from the east into his body. This was one of the necessary tasks he set for himself every day.

With every breath he took, a faint golden light entered his lungs.

"Young master, it's getting late, let's go back. The mistress has sent Zhuju to urge us twice." The maid Mei Yu urged.

Murong Ji ignored him and continued with his homework. He would not go back until he had finished the task in an hour.

inside the house.

Zhu Ju walked to Mang Shirui's side and said softly, "Madam, the young master hasn't finished his homework yet."

Mang Shirui glanced at the food on the table, nodded, then picked up a book beside her and started reading.

Near noon, hearing the noisy sounds in the main courtyard, Murong Ji waved his hand, signaling Mei Yu who was reading to him to stop, and then he tilted his ear to listen, but couldn't make out anything.

Soon, I heard footsteps approaching, but before I could tell who it was.

Murong Ji was carried away by Mei Yu.

"I can't make the decision on what you want from me. Go ask Wanqing for help!"

Murong Ji was shocked. This person was Xiao Wanming! Mei Yu carried him out of the yard. When they reached the open space, she picked up the book and started reading again. However, Murong Ji could not listen to a single word.

In the yard.

Mang Shirui walked out of the house, bowed, and said slowly: "Of course it's true. If you can take my child to the Blue Sky Conference, from now on... I will be at your disposal."

"Humph! You have big ambitions." Xiao Wanming put his hands behind his back and looked coldly at the beautiful young woman. She lowered her head and looked a little unwilling.

Her eyes gradually softened. Even though she was leaning forward, her clothes could not hide her proud figure.

(End of this chapter)