The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s
Chapter 232 - 196

Chapter 232: Chapter 196

Sipping the tea lightly, its delicate fragrance lingers on the tip of the tongue, leaving a refreshing aftertaste on the lips and teeth. Lifting his eyes slightly, he looks past the rim of the cup at Mo Junhua’s cold and unapproachable face and sighs in admiration, feeling sorry for those who have to deal with him.

Mo Junhua is not a person who is soft-hearted. On the contrary, he is ruthless and merciless, which is why he was known as the "Cold-faced Yama" in his past life. Those who fell into his hands met with very grim fates.

Those people thought he had no background and was easy to manipulate, so they used him as a scapegoat and detained him in the Military District Hospital while he was unconscious, not intending to let him live. They only spared him when they realized he couldn’t wake up. Who would have expected him to come back?

Those people must be restless now. They didn’t grab his military achievements, and Yama has come back to life, haha...

He’s like a lone, proud wolf, inherently ferocious, with an eye for an eye mentality. Those who plot against him will face his retaliation at the first opportunity.

Because he has nothing to lose, he doesn’t covet promotions or wealth, naturally, he can afford to risk it all. With his current military achievements, even if things become too messy, the higher-ups won’t discharge him from military service—it would be no big deal for him to just remain in the position of battalion commander for a lifetime.

Looking at Mo Junhua’s indifferent demeanor, it seems he’s about to make a big scene.

Lan Tian’s interest is piqued. There will be a good show to watch.

Lan Tian couldn’t understand: in his past life, he could fake cordiality with those people and waste over a decade, even tolerating being cuckolded, so why couldn’t he bear it this time? Going for a desperate struggle, do-or-die?

What sparked the change?

Considering his confident appearance, many people are going to get skinned, figuratively speaking. It’s just pity to witness what will come of him.

"Maybe I should go home and stay for some days, and come back after your matters are settled," Lan Tian suggested kindly. The military base is about to descend into chaos. During such a sensitive period, carrying the name of Mo Junhua’s wife, she’s considered a half-sensitive individual. Going home to avoid trouble wouldn’t be a bad idea; it would prevent others from using her as an excuse to attack him.

"No need," having finally detained the person there, Mo Junhua wasn’t going to let her leave so easily, "What happens in the military doesn’t concern you military wives. Just stay with peace of mind. Things will be as they are. The chaos won’t last a few days; everything will soon settle. Ignore any rumors you hear. It’s also troublesome to go back for a few days and then return. If they see you going back, Grandma and the others will get suspicious."

Mo Junhua wanted to remind her to pay attention to safety, but considering her combat power, he thought better of it. With her character, it’s already good enough not to let others take advantage of her. Outsiders generally wouldn’t offend her unless they touched her bottom line.

Lan Tian nodded, "That makes sense, I’ll listen to you."

The matter seemed serious. If the military base started looking for someone to talk to, and she wasn’t at the base and they had to look for her at home, Auntie, Uncle, and the rest of them would worry, thinking she did something wrong for the military to come looking for her. Regardless of whether there was a situation or not, if word got out, it would harm the reputation of her family. Grandma and the others would be embarrassed in the village thereafter. Even after things were clarified, outsiders wouldn’t care if it was a family issue or Mo Junhua’s issue — they would just see her family in a bad light.

"I have something to tell you as well, I need to leave for a while in a few days." After finishing the spiritual tea in her cup, Lan Tian poured herself another.

Mo Junhua was startled, they had just reunited and now they would be separated again. He didn’t want to let her go, although it didn’t show on his face. The girl’s matters were always mysterious, Grandma Sun and Mo Yuanle didn’t interfere with her, and even less so did he; hence, he didn’t ask what she was troubled with.

Lan Tian glanced at Mo Junhua, seeing that he was silent, staring into his teacup, deep in thought, she withdrew her gaze and sipped her tea slowly. What Mo Junhua thought had nothing to do with her, she was informing him, not seeking his opinion.

Mo Junhua slowly sipped his tea and said after a while, "Does grandma and the others know?"

"They do," Lan Tian nodded.

"When will you be back?"

Mo Junhua finished the tea in his cup in one gulp and put the cup down, his peripheral vision catching the medicine books on the teatable, and he suddenly realized the room’s arrangement was different from the past. The teatable wasn’t the one from before, replaced with one made of peach wood, and the TV cabinet had also changed, with a new pot of plants on it. New patterns of curtains were used, and there were also more potted plants on the windowsill.

The house was still the same house, but it felt completely different. Initially, he was the one who set up everything in the room, and now it was all arranged by the girl. The feeling was very subtle. Mo Junhua couldn’t put his finger on it, but his gloomy mood instantly improved.

"The return date is uncertain. My Master said that at least I need to advance my cultivation by a significant realm. Until then, I can’t come back." Having the title of a master is convenient whether it’s for secluding oneself for cultivation or for going out for experience; mentioning the name of the master comes in handy.

Does that mean it could take a long time?

"Will it be a long time? What if you can’t make it for the start of the school term? Are you planning to take a break and not attend?" He remembered how she studied so hard to get into university, and now she might have to give that up. Mo Junhua didn’t say anything else, knowing Grandma and the others would definitely be disappointed.

"If I can make it, that’s best, but if not, there’s nothing I can do." This time, the foundation establishment was something Lan Tian was determined to achieve. She had made all necessary preparations—if she succeeds in foundation establishment, she would truly step into cultivation. Everything else was just the beginning.

"I’ve already discussed it with my uncle. He will talk to the school to see if it’s possible to take a year off and continue school the next year. If not, I will have to take a break from school until I come back and try again. University is definitely on the table. It’s just a matter of attending a few years later." Attending university was not just the expectation of Grandma Sun and the others; it was also Lan Tian’s dream.

Mo Junhua hesitated, the girl had planned everything, what more could he say.

"Girl, do you have any medicine that makes people tell the truth?" After a moment of silence, Mo Junhua suddenly asked.

The teacup in her hand paused as Lan Tian looked up at him, a flash of surprise in her eyes, "True Heart Pill, how do you know I have it?"

Shouldn’t the girl be asking what he wants it for, rather than asking about it at all?

Hearing this, Mo Junhua’s eyes brightened, so there really was such a medicine, "Could you give me a few pills?"

The girl liked to fiddle with strange and peculiar ointments, and he had seen Grandma Sun’s house stocked with a few commonly used jars; he didn’t know what herbs were used, he looked but couldn’t tell. It had a medicinal smell. Since the girl liked it, maybe she would make some strange medicine. For anyone else, Mo Junhua definitely would not have asked. Honestly, the medicine called True Heart Pill sounded far-fetched, like a tall tale. If such a medicine really existed in the world, things would be too chaotic.

Seeing the medicine books on the coffee table, he suddenly remembered to ask, not holding much hope, yet it turned out to be a surprise. There really was such a medicine, and with the True Heart Pills given by the girl, he was more confident about this matter.

"What kind of effect do you want?" True Heart Pill was found by Lan Tian in the Spiritual Medicine Atlas, noted in the bottom corner of the very last page. This prescription was rather useless, not even considered a low-grade spirit pill, only useful for ordinary people, ineffective for Cultivators.

Lan Tian, bored with nothing else to do, had just the right herbs in Taohua Valley to make some. She made a few and they lay untouched in a corner of her Sleeve Universe.

Items made were meant to be used; Lan Tian didn’t care what Mo Junhua wanted them for.

"What effects does it have?" Mo Junhua was genuinely shocked.

"There are ones that last for a day, becoming ineffective after a day, those that last for half a month, half a year, several years, and even permanent ones."

Mo Junhua glanced at Lan Tian thoughtfully.

Lan Tian smiled, "It’s colorless and tasteless, and with the current technology, it’s undetectable." Maybe in two hundred years, we will see if it can be detected.

"Give me a permanent one."

...

At night, after Lan Tian had taken her bath, she lay on the bed without a thought and fell asleep, while Mo Junhua, after his bath, lingered at the door, nervous, expectant and afraid. He always thought about making the girl his through and through, but he could tell that the girl didn’t have that kind of thought. Staring at the bedroom door in a daze, he eventually turned to go to the study, lingering until midnight before returning to the room to sleep. The person on the bed slept soundly, oblivious to someone lying beside her.

Mo Junhua felt both sweetness and torment, with the person of his daydreams beside him, yet he dared not make a move.

In the military camp, where it was all men, the dirtiest jokes and stories were exchanged in private, he remembered one about a woman and a man who shared a bed where the woman drew a line on the bed, telling the man not to cross it at night or else he would be a beast.

Unexpectedly, the man lay there all night behaving properly, not crossing the line, only to be slapped in the face by the woman when she woke up, scolding him for being less than a beast. That story had everyone in the barracks in stitches.

Mo Junhua thought it over and felt he was even worse than a beast.

Although he couldn’t consummate the marriage, doing something else to quench his craving seemed fine. He pulled her into his arms and looked over and over at those red lips, eventually unable to resist the temptation and lightly touched them a few times, nervous to even breathe. Seeing that the person did not wake up, just frowned, he hurriedly kissed a few more times, tasting a flavor more wonderful than imagined, then immediately let go, savoring the sweetness before finally contentedly falling asleep.

When the military bugle sounded on the training field, Mo Junhua got up, got dressed, and seeing that Lan Tian was still asleep, he tucked her in, left a note on the table, and walked out. Downstairs, Su Qing and Jiang Xiaoshan were already waiting for him.

Lan Tian got up and saw the note on the table, burnt it in a fire, then went about her day. She cooked breakfast with Spirit Rice and Spiritual Vegetables, practiced a set of punches in the living room, and went to the study to practice the Cleansing Heart Technique.

Tian Xianghua came by every afternoon to visit, a know-it-all about everything, aware of all the small news in the troops. Lan Tian didn’t have to leave the house to know what was happening in the camp every day.

For instance, Ma Juanjuan had been arguing with her husband for a few days over Zhou Yuwei. It seemed that Ma Juanjuan cursed Zhou Yuwei a slut, resulting in her husband slapping her, and Ma Juanjuan ran off, her face covered, yet to return.

Lan Tian chuckled, Zhou Yuwei’s heroine halo was indeed powerful; even at such a low point, there were still men on her side.

One battalion commander took a liking to the new nurse in the camp. The nurse was pretty and white as a steamed bun. Someone saw the two of them secretly meeting in a grove at night.

Whose child was naughty, who stole from whose vegetable garden, getting beaten by their parents.

Who received a letter at home, urging their return for a matchmaking...

...

"Bang bang bang"

Lan Tian prepared the ink, spread out the paper on the table, and began to write intently, focusing her mind, when suddenly someone knocked on the door "bang bang".

Who would come to look for her so early in the morning?