I Have an Immortal Emperor Uncle Who Farms at Home Chapter 36: Do You Still Recognize Me?

On the other side, in the mountain village at night, everything was as quiet as ever.

"Lianjun, you’re back! How did it go?"

From the moment Song Lianjun had left that morning until now, Jiang Shuping’s heart had been on edge. Only when she saw his familiar face did she finally feel at ease.

"Hahaha! Amazing, absolutely amazing!"

The moment he stepped through the door, Song Lianjun couldn’t help but exclaim, laughing out loud.

Then he walked up to Jiang Shuping and gently held her shoulders with both hands.

"Shuping, do you know what I encountered?"

Seeing how excited he was something she had never seen before, Jiang Shuping asked curiously,

"What happened?"

"I met Ye Fan, no, I should say Mr. Ye and at his home, I came across spiritual spring water."

Ever since meeting Ye Fan, Song Lianjun had felt immense respect for him. Calling him “Mr. Ye” felt natural, even though Ye Fan looked to be only around eighteen. But appearances could be deceiving.

"Spiritual spring water?" Jiang Shuping paused to recall something, and suddenly a memory flashed through her mind.

"Are you talking about the spiritual spring water mentioned in that old family record?"

"That’s right. It’s the exact same one described in the ancient text."

Jiang Shuping thought more deeply.

"The book says that spiritual spring water can replenish spiritual energy, restore cultivation, and even prolong life."

"Exactly. I’ve already had some. Mr. Ye said I should fully recover my peak strength by tomorrow morning."

"Really? If that’s true, then that’s incredible. We can finally avenge our son!"

Jiang Shuping’s heart surged with a long-lost sense of excitement. For all these years, she had never stopped thinking about revenge but unfortunately, Song Lianjun had been left with lingering injuries.

"Yes. Once the spiritual spring water is fully absorbed into my body tomorrow, I’ll be back to full strength."

Hearing his words and thinking about everything they’d been through, Jiang Shuping couldn’t hide her emotions. Tears welled up and ran down her cheeks.

"Alright, Shuping, don’t cry. Tomorrow morning, we’ll make our move."

As he spoke, Song Lianjun pulled her into a hug, gently patting her back.

"Okay!"

"By the way, Shuping, do you still remember the stone bone from our family?"

At that moment, Song Lianjun remembered the promise he’d made to Ye Fan before leaving.

"Yes, I remember. Why?"

"It’s thanks to that stone bone that we were able to receive Mr. Ye’s help."

"But… isn’t the stone bone still buried on the family estate?"

"Yes, I know. But no matter what, I have to bring it back and deliver it to Mr. Ye personally."

"Why is that?"

"Mr. Ye said that if I can retrieve the stone bone, he’ll give me a pill that can help me break through my current limits."

"Wait, did you say… a pill?"

Even though she had no cultivation herself, as a member of the Song family, Jiang Shuping knew what “pills” were.

But pills were extremely rare, she had never encountered one in her entire life.

"That’s right!" Then Song Lianjun looked at her seriously and said, "Shuping, tonight I’ll need you to stand guard outside. I’m going to absorb the spiritual spring water and restore my cultivation."

"Alright, Lianjun. Don’t worry, I’ll keep watch outside."

Still, Song Lianjun wasn’t too concerned. After all, Shanjiao Village was so remote, there wouldn’t likely be any trouble.

After that, Song Lianjun returned to his room and began his cultivation.

……

Early the next morning, Ye Fan was woken up by Nuonuo again, just like always.

After having breakfast, he rode his beat-up tricycle to drop Nuonuo off at the kindergarten before heading to his own school.

In the school parking lot

Ye Fan returned to the same spot where he usually parked and, without hesitation, parked his tricycle there.

Just as he finished parking, Chen Zhihao’s voice came from behind.

"Ye Fan, I didn’t expect you to arrive at school this early every day."

After securing the tricycle, Ye Fan turned to look at Chen Zhihao and replied helplessly, "I don’t have much choice. I still have to take Nuonuo to school."

Chen Zhihao also pushed his bicycle over and parked it next to Ye Fan’s tricycle. After all, this little spot now unofficially belonged to the three of them.

Once he parked, Chen Zhihao chuckled and said, "Looks like Nuonuo really is a little lucky charm."

"What did you say? A lucky charm?"

Ye Fan didn’t quite catch on to what Chen Zhihao meant at first.

"Yeah, without her, wouldn’t your life be easier than it is now?"

After Chen Zhihao explained, Ye Fan finally caught on and replied with annoyance, "Come on, Chen Zhihao, what kind of nonsense is that? Are you saying I’m not supposed to live a good life?"

Slap—Chen Zhihao reached out and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder with a grin, "Well, you definitely can't be doing better than me."

"You jerk, are you asking for a beating?"

Just as the two were joking around, Han Cong arrived behind them.

"Yo, you two are already here?"

Seeing his little accomplice arrive, Chen Zhihao quickly motioned, "Han Cong, come here and tell us, is it better with Nuonuo around or not?"

Han Cong immediately caught on to what Chen Zhihao was getting at and grinned, "Of course it’s better with Nuonuo! That way her uncle can't go off acting cool anymore."

"Hahaha..."

Hearing the teasing tone in their laughter, Ye Fan felt a bit annoyed, "Damn it, after school today, you’re both coming to my place to help with the fieldwork. Yesterday I went easy on you."

"Hey, Ye Fan, what kind of friend does that?"

Chen Zhihao chimed in too, "Yeah, seriously."

"I don’t care. If you don’t come today, then don’t bother saying you know me ever again."

Leaving them with that, Ye Fan turned and walked toward the classroom without looking back.

"Damn, Ye Fan, you’re serious? Wait up!"

……

Early that morning, Wang Haojie brought Zeng Jingguo to Shanjiao Village, ready to take full control of it that day.

"Uncle Zeng, what do you think of this land?" Zeng Jingguo looked around the area and couldn’t help but comment, "Surrounded by mountains on three sides, pretty good feng shui."

"Hahaha, my father said the same thing. He thinks this land is perfect for developing a tourist destination."

"Haojie, I suggest not building a tourist spot."

"Oh? Uncle Zeng, why not?"

"I can sense spiritual energy seeping from this place. I suggest building a private villa centered on that point."

As he spoke, Zeng Jingguo pointed toward a spot within the village.

"Spiritual energy? A villa?"

"Exactly. If you live long-term in a place filled with spiritual energy, it’ll greatly benefit your future cultivation."

"If that’s really the case, I’ll definitely talk to my dad and follow your suggestion to build the villa."

"Good." Zeng Jingguo nodded, then continued, "Come on, let’s go check out the source of the energy, it might even be a hidden treasure."

At the mention of treasure, Wang Haojie’s eyes lit up with excitement. Anything that gives off spiritual energy was definitely not ordinary.

"Uncle Zeng, after you!"

A short while later, Zeng Jingguo followed the trail of spiritual energy and arrived at a rundown house.

Looking at the half-collapsed brick-and-mud structure in front of them, Wang Haojie asked skeptically, "Uncle Zeng, are you sure there’s something in this dump?"

However, Zeng Jingguo didn’t answer right away. Instead, he stared thoughtfully at the house.

"This... this feels really familiar."

As he spoke, Zeng Jingguo stepped forward to push open the wooden door.

Suddenly, a powerful wave of spiritual energy burst out from the house.

"Watch out! Get back!"

Reacting instantly, Zeng Jingguo pulled Wang Haojie behind him protectively.

"Uncle Zeng, what just happened?"

"Shh. Don’t speak."

Wang Haojie could feel an invisible pressure weighing down on his entire body. Luckily, Zeng Jingguo shielded him or he might’ve been seriously injured by the force.

Once the pressure of the spiritual energy subsided, Zeng Jingguo realized whoever was inside had to be stronger than he was. Carefully, he called out toward the house, "May I ask which senior is cultivating inside? If we’ve disturbed you, we’ll leave immediately."

They waited a long time, but no response came from within the house.

"Uncle Zeng, are you sure someone’s in there?"

Even Zeng Jingguo wasn’t completely sure, but judging by the overwhelming force just now, it was very likely someone was inside.

Just as the two stood there in uncertainty, a voice came from inside the house: "Zeng Jingguo, it’s been years. Do you still recognize me?"