Chapter 4: My Junior Sister

"No, my lord, I'm pregnant," Yunniang shyly declined their advances in the bedroom.

After marrying into the Wang residence, she hadn't stepped out of her room for a whole week.

"Ha, very well," Lord Wang responded and twirled her around.

In just a few days, Yunniang had become pregnant.

The matter of childbirth wasn't as simple as deciding you wanted to have a child. Some people could conceive almost immediately, while others might struggle for years without success.

From the looks of it, Yunniang had a constitution that made conception relatively easy.

After the two ladies became pregnant, life in the Wang residence settled down.

Liu Mengmeng's greatest joy was playing with Wang Qilin.

Though neither of them had spiritual roots, Lord Wang was determined to ensure they led a prosperous and happy life.

Lord Wang watched his playful children and said, "We need to work hard and give them more siblings. If our descendants possess spiritual roots, my own may also improve."

Spiritual roots were the foundation of cultivation and were divided into nine grades, with the first being the best and the ninth the worst. There were also variant spiritual roots, which were similarly incredibly powerful.

Unfortunately, Lord Wang's spiritual roots had only recently reached the ninth grade. Without the system's assistance, he might never break through to the Foundation Establishment stage in his lifetime.

"Daddy, let's go fly kites," Liu Mengmeng ran over, holding Lord Wang's large hand, and they left the Wang residence together.

He spent every day with his family, and ten months passed by in the blink of an eye.

Lord Wang's bond with Liu Mengmeng deepened considerably.

With ten years of experience in creating talismans, Lord Wang could now craft intermediate-grade spirit talismans with more potent effects. He also gained ten years of lifespan, which made him look three to four years younger.

He now appeared to be around twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old.

Two months later, the Wang residence held a grand celebration for Wang Qilin's birthday.

The scene was extremely festive, and the common folk of Fengcheng came to enjoy a free meal at the Wang residence, offering their best wishes to the two young princesses.

Two beams of swordlight came down from the sky.

Fengcheng was too crowded, and the two swordlights made a detour before heading to the Wang residence.

As Lord Wang conversed with his two wives and watched the bustling scene, he felt a surge of spiritual pressure and summoned his flying sword to ascend to the heavens.

"Congratulations, Senior Brother, on the birth of a thousand gold coins," one of the immortals greeted.

"Indeed, it's so lively here. I guess it's all thanks to Senior Brother," the other remarked.

The two immortals were Wind Xiaoxi in a palace dress and Liu Yuanyuan, who was glancing at the lively atmosphere below while wearing a short jacket.

"So it's Senior Sisters," Lord Wang said with relief upon recognizing them as old acquaintances.

Though he was on good terms with many people, there were inevitably a few enemies. "Shall we go down and have a drink?"

The guests retreated one after another, making way for the three immortals.

The exceptional beauty and aura of the two "immortal women" particularly caught the attention of the nobility, causing many of them to swallow hard.

They had seen many women, and some of them were stunning, but none could compare to these two "immortal women."

"How have you been, Senior Brother, these past two years?" Wind Xiaoxi raised her glass and frowned slightly.

Five years ago, Senior Brother had failed in building the foundation, but only two years had passed, and his aura was no weaker than hers.

Lord Wang took a sip of his drink and said, "I've been very comfortable, spending my days with my wife and children. Surprisingly, my cultivation has improved quite a bit."

He explained that over the past two years, his cultivation had improved.

"Senior Brother, good fortune is on your side, and you may still have a chance to build the foundation."

"Senior Brother, you're not fooling me, are you? It's so challenging to cultivate in such a harsh environment on the mortal plane!"

Wind Xiaoxi rejoiced for Lord Wang.

Liu Yuanyuan, who was stuffing her face with food, muttered her comments in a muffled voice.

The spiritual energy in the mortal realm was indeed terrible, and most people struggled to maintain or improve their cultivation, let alone recover lost progress.

From the looks of it, Senior Brother seemed like a big talker.

Lord Wang took out a low-grade spirit stone and said, "I have a calm state of mind, plus I've had some assistance from spirit stones. Circumstances led to this; I was surprised myself."

He had to keep the system's involvement a secret, and this explanation was plausible.

"But, I haven't really had any worries. Why have I not been able to break through to the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"Senior Sister, you have worries. You've been spending a lot of time on trivial matters," Lord Wang teased.

"Senior Brother is right. Going with the flow can sometimes bring unexpected benefits," Liu Yuanyuan said, her mouth greasy from the food.

Wind Xiaoxi was a very disciplined cultivator and shared a similar perspective with Senior Brother.

"Senior Brother, we've come to trouble you this time, to accompany us on a sect mission."

"Senior Sister, didn't you see that Senior Brother has had four children in the past two years? How could he possibly have the time to join us in demon-slaying?"

Liu Yuanyuan pointed at Liu Mengmeng, who was observing from a corner, with her hands covered in oil stains.

Wind Xiaoxi looked over and furrowed her brow.

Cultivators sought the great Dao single-mindedly, and being too entangled in the mortal world was detrimental to their progress.

"This is how it is..." Lord Wang had a headache, and Senior Sister's perspective was truly sharp.

Understanding the cause and effect, Wind Xiaoxi still frowned. "While this is for the sake of fulfilling your vow, Senior Brother should not become too attached to the mortal realm."

"Right, apart from food, the mortal realm only hinders cultivation. Since we've all reached the Foundation Establishment stage, except for you, who can't resist culinary desires, we don't need to eat and will cleanse ourselves later."

Liu Yuanyuan nodded in agreement, her mouth shining with oil.

Once they reached the middle stage of the Foundation Establishment, cultivators mostly abandoned eating and could maintain their cultivation without it.

Mortal realm grains only added impurities to a cultivator's body, hindering spiritual circulation.

Thus, cultivators needed to satisfy their appetites with spirit grains, which were a type of spiritual food.

"Senior Sister, you're right, and I agree with you," Lord Wang admitted. "However, since it was Senior Sister who invited me, I have no reason to refuse."

He informed Su Yuanru and Yunniang to take good care of the household and handed them some low-level spirit talismans before setting off on his flying sword.

The crowds exclaimed in admiration, envious of immortals who could fly through the sky and have a long, eternal life.

Everyone wished they could ascend