The Challenge of a Farmhouse Son-in-Law-Chapter 495 - 505: What If He Has Changed?

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Chapter 495: Chapter 505: What If He Has Changed?

She was immersed in her own world, laughing strangely, completely oblivious to the frantic cries of Lin Qianqing by her side, and to how Madam Lin was urging the maids to stoke the brazier to flare up more vigorously, and to fetch the fox fur from her carriage.

Elsewhere, behind the statues of the Dragon King and Dragon Mother, was a spacious hall where an elderly man with white hair, clad in a Daoist robe, was burning a piece of yellow paper with a whisk. The material of that yellow paper was unknown, for the flame it produced was not of a normal color, but a translucent blue that was strikingly beautiful.

The flame licked the delicate yellow paper, ready to reduce it all to ashes, when suddenly the hall doors burst open, a gust of cold wind swept through, and snuffed out the half-burned fire outright.

The elder’s brows furrowed, and he looked up at the person who had opened the door.

The newcomer paused, as if seeing the elder’s astonishment, then respectfully said, "It appears Uncle-Master is here, has Zijin disturbed you?"

The elder watched him for a long moment, then his eyebrows relaxed, and he smiled, "Just in time, I have some questions to ask you."

"Oh?" Jin Zijin raised an eyebrow, stepping leisurely into the hall, "What would Uncle-Master like to ask?"

Yu Jizi said, "I heard from Zhuo Qing that he chanced upon you in Qingshui Town, leading a leisurely life in the countryside. Moreover, you’ve taken a wife. Unfortunately, that woman is one of the medicinal people I’ve carefully raised?"

Jin Zijin’s smile faded, and he snorted coldly, "Summon that Zhuo Qing, I will confront him."

"Confrontation?" Yu Jizi murmured as he stroked his beard.

"Indeed, I must have a good confrontation with Zhuo Qing. Which of his eyes saw me taking a wife, and moreover, one of your medicinal people. Others might not know, but how could you, Uncle-Master, be unaware? My master is set on having me inherit his mantle. I am destined to achieve the Way someday; how could I indulge in such worldly affairs? If this gets out, how would I command respect in the Dao Family’s Tianzong in the future?"

Yu Jizi watched Jin Zijin, then suddenly laughed out loud, nodding in agreement, "Indeed, that Zhuo Qing is always negligent in his duties and fond of spouting nonsense. Naturally, his words can’t be trusted. What’s taking a wife and having children in the mundane world compared to becoming the Sect Leader of Tianzong? Outsiders do not understand; only those of us who are dedicated to the Dao realize the wonder of seeking truth. Zijin, I hope your Dao heart remains stable and consistent, that you do not disappoint your master’s efforts in nurturing and teaching you."

Jin Zijin clasped his hands in salute, "Uncle-Master’s teachings are correct."

"Hmm," Yu Jizi nodded, "That woman from Lotus Village..."

Jin Zijin quickly composed himself, "Quite by misfortune, she is the disciple of Doctor Zhou. It just so happened that during that time, Ajing was also in Lotus Village and took Doctor Zhou as her master. They are now Daoist siblings and have together opened a medical hall in Lingnan..."

Listening to Jin Zijin’s wild tales, Yu Jizi’s face darkened bit by bit.

There were many who could spin tales, with Yue Rujing being among the best. Yet even she paled in comparison to Jin Zijin’s deadpan nonsense.

Having not seen him for years, Jin Zijin had undoubtedly changed.

Yu Jizi still remembered the first time he saw that always indifferent-looking little boy beside Tian Jizi, righteous and upright, full of integrity, just like Tian Jizi.

Such people were the easiest to deal with, for they were stubborn and fanatical with their own principles, disdaining to engage in any underhanded schemes. Black was black, white was white, single-minded and inflexible. Thus, he had never considered this top disciple of Tianzong significant. But... what if he had changed?