vstars Chapter 101 Even a half-full bucket is still water, better than an empty bucket.
Chapter 101 Even a half-full bucket is still water, better than an empty bucket.
"Ugh, uh."
When Wenwen heard the sound, she looked over and saw that her aunt's face was frighteningly pale.
When my aunt first entered the prison, she looked very spirited and energetic, clearly a woman who loved martial arts. I never expected that she would look so haggard after just a few days.
Seeing her aunt's complexion getting worse, Wenwen sensed something was wrong. She hurriedly got up, channeled her spiritual energy into her feet, and rushed over. She caught her aunt before she collapsed and couldn't help but call out.
"Auntie, what's wrong?"
"Little sister."
"Min'er."
The noise spread quickly, and those who hadn't entered a meditative state stopped what they were doing to find out what was going on.
Those who are in deep meditation naturally cannot hear it.
Wen Yuanqian happened to open his eyes at this moment. He couldn't help but want to get closer. He got up and asked anxiously, "Min'er, what's wrong?"
Wenwen quickly stopped him, "Grandfather, don't come any closer, your clothes..."
Madam Wen glanced at the people present and hurriedly instructed, "Second son, help your father to wash up, and Third son, help him too."
"Mother, let's help Min'er into the room and let Jingyi take her pulse before we talk about it."
"Silang, you stay here. I'll go tell your grandfather when I have news."
Many hands make light work; with everyone pooling their wisdom and efforts, everything was arranged perfectly.
Everyone got busy, washing and scrubbing as they went, going inside as they were. A flurry of activity, and the group was gone.
The lobby quickly quieted down.
Wenwen turned her head and saw that only her sisters and her fourth brother were there.
Of course, there were two other people meditating nearby, Wen Qikang and Yao Changhao.
Wenwen immediately guessed that these two were the lucky ones, and they were undoubtedly the ones who snatched this opportunity.
Given the pungent smell of the place, the sisters covered their mouths and stared at each other.
The group exchanged glances and no words, then quickly left the area, holding their breath.
The best upwind spots were already polluted, so they had no choice but to reluctantly choose a secluded corner.
Once they arrived at the new corner, free from the supervision of their elders, the girls began to chatter away.
"Phew, I can finally breathe freely."
"Ugh, that smell is really pungent."
"But I'm so envious."
"What are you envious of? You stink!"
"That goes without saying, they're just envious of those who successfully cultivated Qi."
"That's true. I can sense spiritual particles, but they don't like me and stay far away from me."
"Me too, they seem to have eyes, they don't even bother with me."
"Sigh, if only there were a medicine that could attract them."
"You're being delusional. Taking shortcuts will lead to an unstable foundation, and you'll have wasted your time reading books."
Ah, what was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener. Wenwen suddenly thought of a Qi-inducing pill. She felt like she had seen the formula somewhere before, but she couldn't remember where.
She racked her brains, searching through her memories.
Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her. She didn't have the recipe for the pill, but she did have the Spirit-Sounding Fruit.
At the time, Xianbao said that this fruit could help mortals cultivate immortality, achieving twice the result with half the effort and offering many benefits. However, it had drawbacks: children under 8 years old who ate it would enter a state of suspended animation, only waking up after 3 days when impurities were expelled. For adults, the pain experienced varied from person to person, so it was difficult to generalize.
This is awkward.
Without confirmation, she dared not use it rashly.
Wenwen was caught in a internal struggle, her mind in turmoil, wondering whether to eat or not, and when to eat. These questions lingered in her mind, making her thoughts somewhat chaotic.
"Little sister, aren't you right?"
Upon hearing this, Wenwen's wandering thoughts were pulled back.
"Huh? Big sister, what did you say?"
Wenxia could only repeat, "They want to take shortcuts, but relying on shortcuts will lead to an unstable foundation. Sister, is that right?"
Wenwen couldn't help but look at her older sisters. She hadn't expected them to be so enthusiastic about cultivation, which showed that there were no lazy people in her family.
If my grandfather knew, he would be very pleased.
She would do everything in her power to help those who are hardworking and ambitious.
"What you said is very true. Relying solely on shortcuts and only pursuing shortcuts will indeed lead to an unstable foundation."
Wenwen paused, then said, "However, if you know how to take shortcuts, the outcome will be different. We can't generalize and condemn everyone."
"What's the difference?"
"Well, it's like this: there's a drug that can help you attract particles, and then storing those particles to turn them into your own power requires several times the effort."
However, some people rely solely on the attraction of drugs without making any effort to store them up. No matter how much they absorb, their inner self remains empty. Over time, laziness develops, and they achieve nothing.
However, some people, with external assistance, work doubly hard to internalize and absorb the knowledge; their efforts will not be in vain, and given time, they will surely achieve great things. Sigh…
Wenwen's long, inspirational speech is over, and she concludes with a long sigh.
The scene suddenly became quiet.
"..." The Wen family's sisters, plus Wen Chengfeng.
That makes so much sense! Let's drink this bowl of rich chicken soup!
"That's the etiquette. In short, it means, 'The master leads you through the door, but the practice is up to you.'"
The Master's familiar voice rang out.
Wenwen turned her head and saw that her father and tutor had changed into clean clothes and had obviously finished getting ready.
They didn't even know when they arrived beside them.
Just as she was about to open her mouth to greet the teacher, her third aunt's voice came from near the middle gate.
"Si Lang, go quickly and tell your grandfather that your aunt is pregnant, but it's nothing serious. Tell your grandfather not to worry."
"Okay, I'll go right away." Wen Chengfeng dashed off in a flash.
"Ah, my wife is pregnant, I have to go see her." The teacher realized what was happening and ran off like a gust of wind.
This unexpected little incident instantly shattered the tranquility of this corner.
Everyone was happy for the master and his sister-in-law, and they all felt proud. In everyone's eyes, the addition of a new member was a joyous occasion and a great event for the Wen family.
"Oh dear, we're going to have another little brother or sister..."
Once everyone calmed down a bit.
Wen Qilin reminded the younger generation, "Only by mastering your skills can you protect your younger siblings."
A word to awaken the dreamer.
The group of young men and women suddenly felt a great responsibility on their shoulders.
Yes, their younger siblings still need their protection.
"Alright, now let's chat a bit. The problems I encountered during cultivation earlier. Of course, I'm only a beginner, a half-baked expert, far inferior to your younger sister. But I'll try my best to answer your questions."
“Father, what are you saying? Even a half-full bucket is still water, and it’s better than an empty bucket, right?”
"Yes, my sister is right."
Wen Chengbin, unable to contain himself any longer, hurriedly interrupted this pointless chatter, "Uncle, when I circulate the incantation, I always feel something is not smooth, there is a kind of stagnation, what is the reason for this?"
"Tell me in detail what kind of stiffness or sluggishness you feel."
"that is......"
Soon, the sharing session in the small corner began.
The Wen family's studious new generation is all immersed in it.
Suddenly, a beam of light flashed across the sky above the front yard, passing over the roof of a house.
"Click."
A crisp sound exploded on the roof.