Chapter 690

Chapter 690: Ten Times in One Month

“This must be a Golden Immortal who practices the Path of Reincarnation.”

“You might have sensed him because you entered a place close to the Cycle of Rebirth,” Xu Fan said after some thought.

Though he is currently just a Core Formation stage cultivator, in the world of nightmares, he had a moment where he nearly touched the Golden Immortal realm.

His vision and perception are still stuck at that level.

“Master, is this good or bad?” Li Xing Chi asked.

“It’s not exactly a good thing. The powers of the Path of Reincarnation ultimately lead to one step: the true form stepping into the Cycle of Rebirth to seek the True Self.”

“But there’s a catch; if you get lost in the Cycle of Rebirth, everything about you could fall under unknown control.”

“If you had a scapegoat at that time, it would be like getting a second chance,” Xu Fan explained.

When Xu Fan was on the verge of reaching the Golden Immortal realm, he did many things, including roughly deducing the techniques of the important people around him.

“Master, are you saying he wants me to be the scapegoat?”

“Do you think he needs to take you as a disciple to find your true virtues?” Xu Fan chuckled.

“Don’t worry, when it’s time for you to take that step, I’ll naturally have a way to help you take the final leap.”

“Master, why don’t you practice the Path of Reincarnation and use me as a scapegoat? I feel like I still have some value,” Li Xingci said seriously after some thought.

“Silly disciple, there are countless great paths in the world; I can reach the peak with any path I choose.”

“There’s no need for you to be a scapegoat,” Xu Fan replied with a satisfied smile.

“Don’t worry about that person; just accept the benefits he offers, but don’t learn his technique.”

“Just don’t take him as a teacher to learn his technique,” Xu Fan added.

“Understood,” Li Xing Chi nodded.

“Lately, don’t just focus on your own cultivation; pay more attention to your son,” Xu Fan advised.

“What’s wrong with Chufan?” Li Xingci asked, confused, as they had just shared a meal a few days ago.

“Your son now has a dedicated soul healer, a very beautiful Precious Artifact Rabbit,” Xu Fan said lightly.

Li Xingci’s expression froze, then he bowed to Xu Fan and took his leave.

He hurried toward a certain direction, which seemed to be the soul healing center.

“Chufan, even though your Master Ancestor has seen a lot and is quite open-minded,”

“relationships between humans and demonic rabbits rarely end well,” Xu Fan remarked.

During Xu Fan’s 1,000 years of slumber, such situations were not uncommon.

However, his approach was to separate the two as soon as he sensed something developing.

The rabbit was sent back to its home in the demon race to grow Water Spirit Carrots, while the person was overwhelmed with tasks to keep them from dwelling on anything.

Though it felt like breaking up a potential couple, it all happened at the first signs, before any deep emotions could form.

At this moment, Li Chufan, having just finished a massage, was thinking about returning home to greet his parents.

Suddenly, he encountered the grim-faced Li Xingci on the way.

“Dad, what a coincidence~” Li Chufan greeted, his eyes somewhat vacant as he knew his father disliked that place.

The reason he disliked it was that his mother did not like it.

“It’s not a coincidence; I’m here specifically to find you,” Li Xingci said.

He then snapped his fingers, instantly controlling Li Chufan and bringing him back home.

In the living room, Li Xingci sat on a chair while Li Chufan knelt below, his expression conflicted.

He knew someone must have said something to his father.

“Dad, I’ve been training and sparring a lot lately, so I’ve been visiting that place more often,” Li Chufan said, feeling guilty.

At that moment, Su Rantian walked over and, seeing her son kneeling on the ground, asked, “What happened to Chufan?”

“He’s over a thousand years old; making a mistake shouldn’t require him to kneel.”

Upon hearing his mother, Li Chufan tried to get up, but then he heard his father say,

“Chufan has gone to the soul healing center ten times this month.”

Su Rantian frowned and said sternly, “Kneel down!”

Li Chufan, who had just tried to stand, was frightened and knelt back on the floor, looking at Su Rantian with a hurt expression.

“I’ve been a bit tired from training; I just went to relax a little,” Li Chufan defended himself.

“These things aren’t the issue; relaxing isn’t a problem.”

“But your Master Ancestor told me today that you have a dedicated Soul Therapist, and according to human race aesthetics, she’s quite beautiful.” Li Chufan’s face darkened.

The living room instantly filled with a terrifying atmosphere.

“Chufan, making friends is fine, but if you think of mixing with a demon, we will not allow it,” Su Rantian said, struggling to hold back her anger.

“Mom and Dad, I just feel that the therapist’s techniques suit me; I don’t have any improper thoughts,” Li Chufan said.

“I know you don’t, but if you did, Grape would have intervened long ago.”

“Today is just a warning for you.”

“Don’t go there anymore,” Li Xingci said.

“But relaxing after training is really useful for my cultivation,” Li Chufan said with some regret, knowing he wouldn’t be able to go there again.

At this moment, Li Xingci sighed.

“In the past, I overlooked you. From now on, come to me after training. I’m quite skilled in helping with soul relaxation.”

Li Xingci waved his hand gently, and Li Chufan suddenly felt himself transported to another world.

In that world, a small figure made of light was using an extremely comfortable technique to massage his soul.

In the room, Su Rantian looked at Li Xingci and asked, “When did you learn this? How come I didn’t know?”

“I learned it from my Master when I was young. Whenever I didn’t want to cultivate, my Master would use this technique to help me relax,” Li Xingci replied with a smile.

“Then why haven’t you done this for me?” Su Rantian asked, somewhat angrily.

“Back then, your cultivation was too high; at my level back then, I didn’t have the strength to help you relax.”

“Of course, it’s the same now,” Li Xingci added.

“Mm.” Su Rantian nodded.

Looking at her son, who was unconscious, Su Rantian suddenly said to Li Xingci, “How about we have another daughter? That way, we would have both a son and a daughter.”

“Another daughter?” Li Xingci responded reluctantly.

After reaching a high level of cultivation, having another child was much harder for male cultivators than for female cultivators.

With the physical, spiritual, and mental challenges, any small mistake could lead to losing everything.

When Li Chufan was conceived, they were both at the mortal realm, so having a child was easier.

But now, if they wanted another child, it could take a good ten years if they were lucky, or even a hundred years if they were not.

“What are you worried about? Go to the Grand Elder and ask for some spirit pills that are easier for conception.”

“That would be so embarrassing; my Master would laugh at me again.”

“Are you going or not? If not, we’ll just have to force it,” Su Rantian said, furrowing her brow.