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Chapter 969: Chapter 969 Arrangement (2)
....Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation
Under the pretense of a summer vacation, the family of four ventured to a hot spring manor.
There, Gu Chengrui prepared a special medicinal bath for the children.
After completing the bath, he examined their spiritual roots.
Guoguo, like Divine Doctor Yaoshan, possessed a wood attribute, while Chenchen inherited Mother G.o.d’s chaotic spiritual roots.
Relief washed over Zhou Ying and Gu Chengrui; they had worried the children wouldn’t have any spiritual apt.i.tude.
Nightfall found the family back in their inters.p.a.ce. Gu Chengrui, acting as their guide, imparted suitable cultivation techniques and a.s.sisted them in opening their meridians, officially embarking them on their cultivation journey.
“For your own safety and the safety of our family,” he explained, “I’ll be placing a restriction on you both. It will prevent you from leaking any information about the inters.p.a.ce or cultivation, whether spoken or written. Don’t be alarmed if you find yourself unable to speak in such situations. Understand?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Guoguo said, and Chenchen nodded in agreement.
Gu Chengrui supervised their cultivation for two more days before the family of four returned to the capital, a cart laden with juicy watermelons and peaches trailing behind them.
The next day, Zhou Ying visited the palace to deliver the fruits.
She personally presented three jade pendants to Gu Wanning. “They say jade nourishes the body,” Zhou Ying explained. “The aura surrounding these three pieces feels especially gentle. They’d be perfect for that purpose. Please keep them safe.”
“Thankyou, sister-in-law. I will,” Gu Wanning replied, her eyes drawn to the intricate patterns on their backs. “What do the patterns symbolize?”
Zhou Ying faltered for a moment. “We just took them to the Mother G.o.d Temple for blessings. We don’t know the specifics.”
Gu Wanning didn’t suspect anything, her smile widening. “That’s thoughtful of you. Thank you so much, sister-in-law.”
“I’m glad they’re useful. Please get some rest. I have things to tend to at home.”
“Of course, take care.” Gu Wanning escorted Zhou Ying out of the Phoenix Palace.
On their last night of vacation, after finis.h.i.+ng his work in the inters.p.a.ce, Gu Chengrui sealed away his memories of the previous nine lives.
The next morning, Zhou Ying awoke to find the familiar Gu Chengrui beside her. A smile graced her lips as she leaned in for a kiss. “You’re finally back,” she murmured.
“You’ve been working hard these past two days,” he replied with a returning kiss. “Speaking of which, how long was I unconscious?”
“Don’t you remember our trip to the manor for the summer?” Zhou Ying inquired, confused.
“The manor trip? When did we go?”
A complex expression washed over Zhou Ying’s face. This explained his recovery. He didn’t have any recollection of the past few days. Nevertheless, she relayed all she knew.
Gu Chengrui gaped in astonishment. He had no idea he held such an elevated position. “So you figured him out?” he asked, his voice tinged with disbelief.
“Yes,” Zhou Ying confirmed, “it became clear after a meal. Perhaps he sensed my initial distance and chose to seal his memories to prevent suspicion with the sudden change.”
“Was there a big difference between us?” Gu Chengrui questioned, a hint of insecurity creeping into his tone.
Zhou Ying met his gaze with a rea.s.suring smile. “He exuded a greater presence, like a true immortal—elegant and otherworldly. But the ordinary you—that’s who I still prefer.”
Gu Chengrui’s expression softened. “Hearing you say that makes me eager to see you reclaim your role as Mother G.o.d.”
Zhou Ying, however, envisioned the stoic and holy demeanor of the Mother G.o.ddess and couldn’t help but s.h.i.+ver. Honestly, she wasn’t keen on becoming that kind of figure.