nucmednet Chapter 276 Fire Spells
Chapter 276 Fire Spells
Ye Qing'an reached out and took it, and saw that Ye Feiran's note read: Mid-Autumn Festival, stay close to Ye Qing'an.
Ye Qing'an raised an eyebrow, a slight smirk playing on his lips: "What does it mean to tell you to stick close to me during the Mid-Autumn Festival? Are you planning to make a move against me then, and get rid of you along with it?"
Ye Feiran looked up at Ye Qing'an and snorted, "If you're going to die, you die first. I don't want to die yet."
"This isn't a problem that you can solve just by wanting to or not."
Ye Qing'an beckoned with her finger: "Why don't you pretend to be sick? Or, let Eleven fight you again and beat you to a pulp?"
"Dream on, I don't want to." Ye Feiran snorted coldly: "A true man does not avoid battle. Besides, if I get beaten down by this brat, where will my face be?"
"At such a young age, you still have the nerve to talk about face?"
Ye Feiran looked somewhat annoyed. He pulled the bowl closer and stirred the rice in it with his chopsticks. "Zuoyou, I'll go with you on Mid-Autumn Festival. If anything really happens, I'll... I'll run away..."
Ye Qing'an found it somewhat amusing: "If someone really intended to kill me outside the manor, the person they hired would certainly not be an ordinary person. Under such circumstances, how could you possibly escape?"
"You don't care, I'll be following you anyway."
Looking at his expression, Ye Qing'an couldn't help but chuckle: "Alright, if you say you'll come, then you'll come."
It was raining lightly outside. After finishing his meal, Ye Feiran left first.
Eleven followed behind Ye Qing'an, blinking her eyes: "Mother, my spiritual power has improved a lot recently, and my ability to perceive the movements around me has also become much stronger. Then, I discovered that the maid named Linglan in my courtyard sometimes sneaks away in the middle of the night..."
Ye Qing'an narrowed her eyes slightly: "Lily of the Valley?"
"Yes," he nodded at eleven o'clock, "it's lily of the valley."
Ye Qing'an did remember this maid. When the incident happened at the rockery in the back garden of the mansion on the eleventh day, it was that maid named Linglan who was following behind.
"She often leaves in the middle of the night?"
"It's not that often. I didn't know before because my spiritual power was limited and I couldn't sense it. But I discovered that I could sense the situation in this courtyard very sensitively about twenty days ago. In the past twenty days or so, Linglan has gone out twice."
"The first time, I could feel her get up and leave. At that time, I didn't think much of it and thought she was just getting up in the middle of the night or something. But last night, I could clearly feel that she had left our yard."
Ye Qing'an narrowed her eyes. Most of the time at night, she was in the Cloud Dream Realm. Although she could sense some movements in her courtyard from the Cloud Dream Realm, it was still a little less effective, so she didn't know about these things.
"Okay, I understand." Ye Qing'an nodded thoughtfully: "What do you usually have Linglan do?"
Eleven tilted her head and thought for a moment: "I didn't ask her to do anything. Mother, you know, I don't usually like having people serving me around. It feels like someone is watching me, and it's kind of embarrassing."
“Normally, I only ask her to dress me, put on my shoes and socks, and fetch me water. I rarely ask her anything else.”
Ye Qing'an smiled and raised her hand to stroke Eleven's soft hair: "When you're reading and cultivating, do you have Linglan serving you?"
"Of course not." Eleven lowered his voice: "Mother, don't worry, I know. I have a very high talent physique. If someone finds out, it could easily cause unnecessary trouble. So I usually don't cultivate in front of others. At most, I just have the guards teach me how to practice."
"Most of the time, I cultivate in the Cloud Dreamland during my afternoon nap and before going to bed at night."
“Jiuxiao knows this too. He’s been there many times when I went to the Cloud Dream Realm.”
Ye Qing'an nodded: "Okay, I understand."
Eleven looked up at Ye Qing'an: "Mother, was Linglan someone sent by someone else to be by my side? Was it Liu Xueying or Ye Weilan?"
"We don't know yet, nobody can say for sure."
Eleven thought for a moment and said, "Can I try to test the waters?"
Hearing what Eleven said, Ye Qing'an couldn't help but laugh: "Testing? My Eleven really knows a lot? Eleven, how are you going to test me?"
"This..." Eleven rolled his eyes and chuckled, "I can't tell Mother about this. Don't worry, Mother. Uncle Xu has already examined me carefully and checks my cultivation progress every now and then. He said that my current spiritual power is definitely among the best of children my age."
"In that case, probably not many people would expect that someone as small as me would have such high spiritual power. If I go to track and probe, it's less likely to alert them."
Ye Qing'an paused slightly, Yi Moxu...
Will he frequently check on Eleven's cultivation progress?
Ye Qing'an pursed her lips; this was something she had overlooked.
In fact, ever since she transmigrated, she has never really felt like a mother. So even though she has tried her best to treat Eleven as her own child, she still sometimes neglects him.
Ye Qing'an took a deep breath, her gaze softening slightly: "Then let's go... let's go to the Cloud Dream Realm, and Mother will see how your spiritual power is now?"
"Okay."
Shiyi readily agreed and followed Ye Qing'an straight to the Dreamland of Clouds.
Jiuxiao had disappeared, so Ye Qing'an asked Eleven to sit down and begin meditating. He then reached out and took Eleven's hand, channeling a wisp of spiritual energy into it.
The spiritual energy flowed along Eleven's meridians, reaching his dantian.
Ye Qing'an tested the spiritual energy in the eleventh dantian and nodded slightly: "Indeed, not bad."
“Your spiritual power is now much higher than Ye Feiran’s. If you continue to cultivate at this pace, you should be able to upgrade to Illusionist in about ten days.”
Upon hearing this, Eleven grinned and said, "Right?"
Ye Qing'an gently tapped Eleven's forehead with her fingertips: "Don't be arrogant or impatient. Although your spiritual power has increased, how is your spell cultivation?"
Eleven seemed to have anticipated Ye Qing'an's question, and raised her hand, conjuring a fireball in her palm: "Mother, look, I've already mastered the Spirit Fire Technique. However, I can only form the lowest level fireball; it will take some time for it to change shape."
Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on the small fireball, and she froze: "You...you chose fire magic?"
"Yes," Eleven chuckled, "Uncle Xu chose it for me..."
Ye Qing'an had already guessed it, and gritted her teeth, "Yi Moxu!"