Now that Song Xia is around, Song Luo seems to have endless things to say, transforming from a cool guy into a chatterbox.
Song Xia listened patiently with a smile on her face throughout.
Looking at the strange phenomenon on the horizon, Song Luo was amazed: "This phenomenon has been going on for more than a month? Just how precious is this treasure that it's causing such a grand spectacle?"
"Things in the cultivation world are never certain. Are you hungry? Your mother will make you something to eat."
"I'm hungry. I want to drink the soup you made, Mom."
The wolf cub glanced at him. What's there to be hungry about? They had a big meal of roasted meat before entering the ice plains. This guy acts all pretentious in front of his mother. He's a disgrace to men.
Song Luo ignored the little wolf cub's disdain; he was someone who had a mother who loved him!
Moreover, neither he nor the wolf cub could say anything about each other; it was unclear which little guy turned into a whiny monster the moment he faced the wolf king.
"Okay, Mom will make it for you. Have some pastries to fill your stomach first. These are some new recipes that Mom has come up with. Try them and see if they taste good."
"Anything Mom makes is delicious." Song Luo praised mindlessly, then her expression changed after taking a bite.
Song Xia chuckled: "You said it was delicious, so you're not allowed to spit it out."
Song Luo swallowed it with a contorted expression. Of course, he couldn't keep this good fortune to himself, so he forced a piece on the little wolf cub. The two little ones chased each other, making quite a scene.
Bai Xiao pushed the door open and came in at that moment. He was an old acquaintance of Song Xia's. He would come over to eat anything that Song Xia made by hand.
Seeing the expressions on Song Luo and the little wolf cub's faces, he knew they had fallen for the trick. In fact, he was the first to eat it, and just thinking about the taste made his face turn green.
However strange the taste may be, it is made with the best ingredients and is even more effective than taking pills. It may be hard to believe, but the last time he broke through the barrier, it was because he ate a piece of this stuff.
Sure enough, after a short while, Song Luo and the little wolf cub, having nowhere to channel their energy, started exchanging blows. By the time they returned, Song Xia's meal was just cooked.
"Mother, what was that thing made of? I feel so much better now, like I've been soaking in a magical spring."
"You like it? Mother has many more here."
"No, no." Song Luo quickly waved his hand in refusal. He estimated that he would never forget that feeling. Although the effect was good, he would rather endure more hardship than taste it again.
"I'm just kidding, come and eat."
Song Xia prepared a very lavish meal, which was delicious and visually appealing, as evidenced by the wolf cub's gleaming green eyes.
Bai Xiao could only get such a treat once a year when he was with Song Luo, and once he started, he wouldn't stop.
"Eat slowly." Song Xia looked at Song Luo with affection. She hardly ate anything herself, and mostly served food to Song Luo.
"Mother, you eat too." Song Luo's words were a little unclear because he hadn't stopped eating. He was so happy, so incredibly happy! How many people in the cultivation world could eat a meal cooked by their mother's own hands like him?
Cultivators generally fear that grains and cereals are not pure in spiritual energy, so they practice fasting. They feel that the time spent on cooking and eating is better spent on cultivation.
But Song Luo and his mother never thought so. The dinner table was the best time to connect with each other. Being able to eat hot meals cooked by his mother regularly was a comfort that those indifferent cultivators could never experience.
"Mother, I ran into Qin Xiuyang on the way here, and we even had a brief exchange of blows," Song Luo said in a very calm tone.
Song Xia frowned: "Did he recognize you?"
"No, he probably thinks I'm already dead. Even if I'm not dead, I shouldn't have my current cultivation level. He wouldn't recognize me. Mother, don't worry, I know what I'm doing."
"Well, now is not the time to confront them. Although I suspect that Qin Taiming has developed inner demons, his strength is indeed not what he claims to be the best in the world. We still need to be cautious."
After eating and drinking his fill, Bai Xiao joined the conversation: "If the few of us were to face him, we might not necessarily lose."
“It’s not worth it. If anything happens to any of you, it will be a loss for Sunset Forest. There’s no need to sacrifice yourself for it.”
Song Luo clenched her fist: "Mother, I will work hard to cultivate, and I will definitely defeat him one day."
"Mother believes in you, and Mother has never slacked off." Over the years, Song Xia has been searching for secret techniques, and several secret realms that should have been obtained by Qin Xiuyang were taken into her possession ahead of time.
Her arrival has changed many things; things won't go as smoothly for Qin Taiming and Qin Xiuyang as they did before.
Even if someone is destined for greatness, she will still bring them down from their pedestal. She doesn't believe anyone can be protected by the heavens for a lifetime.
Wasn't the purpose of bringing her here before the world collapsed to stop it all?
If she doesn't interfere, Qin Xiuyang's ascension will come at the cost of the entire Qingyang Continent. One world achieving one person sounds incredibly remarkable and powerful, but it's also incredibly ironic for the other life forms on the Qingyang Continent.
"We must get our hands on this treasure."
As the day of the treasure's birth drew closer, more and more strange phenomena appeared, and more and more people gathered on the North Sea Ice Plain. Song Luo was also unexpectedly recognized.
"Isn't this the genius who fought Qin Xiuyang that time? He actually came too."
"Brother, do you know him?"
"I know him. Last time, I forced Qin Xiuyang to draw his sword, and we even exchanged blows for several rounds. If his cultivation level hadn't been a little lower, Qin Xiuyang might not have won."
"To be able to fight Qin Xiuyang, that's really impressive. I've seen him always with the people from the Song Family Business, so I guess he's not someone to be underestimated."
Listening to the conversation among the crowd, Xiang Chengyuan became interested. What kind of person was this, that he could be mentioned in the same breath as Qin Xiuyang?
Moreover, he was secretly pleased. Although Qin Xiuyang represented their Tianyuan Sect, he didn't want people to think that only Qin Xiuyang was the most powerful.
"Have you found out?"
"I found out. His name is Song Luo, and he is the young master of the Song Family Business."
Xiang Chengyuan narrowed his eyes: "No wonder it suddenly appeared out of nowhere, it turns out it's related to the Song Family Business."
The Tianyuan Sect was already familiar with the Song Family Trading Company, and even had many business dealings with them. However, despite doing business with them so many times, they had never met the real person in charge of the Song Family Trading Company. What was the Song family hiding? Why did everyone wear masks?
“Brother Song, I have long admired your name.” Xiang Chengyuan stepped forward to strike up a conversation. “I am Xiang Chengyuan of the Tianyuan Sect.”
"So you're the young sect master of Tianyuan Sect." Song Luo hadn't expected to meet Xiang Chengyuan here, and made a point of mentioning his identity when greeting him.
As expected, these words made Xiang Chengyuan feel much better. Most people in the cultivation world only knew Qin Xiuyang of their Tianyuan Sect, but they overlooked him, the future successor of the sect leader. It was this young master Song who had good judgment.
"Brother Song is such a handsome man, how come we've never seen him before?"
“My mother was afraid that my cultivation level was too low and I would be ashamed, so she restricted me from cultivating at home. But no matter how hard I work, I can't compare to Qin Xiuyang of your Tianyuan Sect. He is the real prodigy. Senior Brother Xiang, I really envy you for having such a powerful person to assist you in the future.”
Xiang Chengyuan's curved lips stiffened. Qin Xiuyang was assisting him?
If Song Luo hadn't looked so sincere, he would have thought it was mockery.
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