The Cultivator's Reborn to 1970s
Chapter 79 - 68 (Third watch of the night)

Chapter 79: 68 (Third watch of the night)

"Uncle, actually I’m pretty amazing, you see." Just like yesterday, Lan Tian waved her hand and two rattan baskets appeared on the ground, another wave and the baskets disappeared, then with another wave, the baskets reappeared. Lan Tian’s expression was like a child who got a perfect score on an exam, showing it to their parents, hoping for praise. Grandma Sun and Zhao Li were shocked again upon witnessing such a miraculous scene.

Mo Yuanle had seen it once before, so the shock wasn’t as immense, but he was still a little surprised.

"Grandpa told me that I’m walking a different path from you all. He said to reveal a little to let you know and to put your minds at ease. Grandpa said that later on I’ll be going out for longer periods and will encounter more bizarre things. When one day I disappear or become unseen, it’s not that I’m dead, but that I’ve gone somewhere else, a place you can’t reach, but I will come back. Later, whether I go to the mountains or out somewhere else, Grandma, Auntie, Uncle, don’t look for me, because you won’t be able to find me. As long as you all are well at home, when the time comes, I will naturally return."

"But this matter, you must keep it a secret, never tell anyone, or else they’ll treat us like divine women." Lan Tian definitely did not want to be regarded as superstitious.

"How could there be such a powerful divine woman?" Zhao Li muttered.

Lan Tian took out the two fruit baskets and handed them to Zhao Li to put away. "My uncle broke his bones, and eating this stuff is just perfect for him. Morning and night, each of the three of you should eat one peach, or a bunch of grapes. Auntie, you take charge of distributing it, make sure to watch Grandma eat." Lan Tian emphasized to Zhao Li particularly to keep an eye on Grandma Sun eating her share, to prevent Grandma Sun from being too reluctant to eat and putting it back into the basket. In her previous life, Grandma Sun often did this, not having much surplus food at home and especially saving it for Lan Tian.

"Are you sure it’s useless if you eat it?" Zhao Li asked persistently, wondering how could such good things be ineffective if eaten by the girl.

"For me, it’s just a snack, there’s plenty more in that place, don’t worry, I’ll just pick more when we run out." Lan Tian spoke carelessly while Zhao Li was smirking. As if she thought that place belonged to her, able to go whenever she wanted.

"I’ll go with you and pick them all back to avoid someone else breaking in and picking them. What if we do?" Gathering the fruit and keeping it at home is the only way to truly own it. Unclaimed fruit trees are fair game—whomever picks them, owns them. The girl’s heart has grown broader.

"Don’t worry, that place, other people can’t get in, and neither can you." They understood what she meant, and stopped asking about it nor insisted on going to pick the fruit. The fruit picked was not as fresh as that still on the tree.

"These next few days, I need to make some things. I planted something new in the back yard, which is just right for Uncle to weave some covers for me while he’s recuperating, just like the ones before. Aunt, once Uncle finishes weaving them, you help me cover them." Remembering the Gathering Spirit Grass in the backyard that she had not yet finished planting, she hurriedly went back to plant it. After planting the Gathering Spirit Grass, she planted the mutant tea seedling in front of the window of her room in the front yard.

As he said, he only had a few days off, and after that meal, he went down to the fields to work with his family. Lan Tian also had to prepare for the start of the school year; the two of them didn’t meet again, not because Lan Tian was avoiding him, but because it wasn’t necessary. At night, during cultivation, Lan Tian recited the Heart-clearing Technique to calm her mind.

Nowadays, Lan Tian could conjure things out of nowhere and then make them disappear, and the three family members had already grown accustomed to it.

One day, Lan Tian took out a peach branch and started sawing it in the yard, with Mo Yuanle weaving covers beside her, occasionally glancing over to see what she was doing. That peach tree gave him an unusual feeling, as if he could vaguely see a glimmer of light flashing on the peach branch, but when he looked closely, it seemed not.

Lan Tian had never done Artifact Refining before and didn’t understand the methods of refining it, she was trying. She picked and chose in her Sleeve Universe, selecting the best peach branch she could find, sawing off a thumb-sized piece, and putting the rest of the peach branches back into her Sleeve Universe. The sawed-off piece was about as long as a finger, and she intended to polish it into small beads the size of a fingertip. There would be four beads per each of the four family members, nine beads each, totaling thirty-six beads. Lan Tian specially polished fifty beads in case of need in the future, engraved Arrays on them, nurtured them with Spiritual Energy for some time, and it would be more than sufficient for the three of them to have for self-protection.

Lan Tian sawed thirty-six sections of peach branch, wrapped them in her clothes, and went inside to polish them. She told her family not to disturb her and that she would come out when it’s time to eat. Like Polygonum multiflorum, she gave the ginseng to Zhao Li and instructed her to make a soup with it the next day. When Mo Yuanle saw this, the corners of his mouth twitched. This child was becoming more wasteful by the day—who could afford to keep her in the future? Ginseng that others would use to save lives, she used to make soup.