49: The deduction of the bottomless pit of martial arts

Thinking of this, he felt quite impatient.

"Can Cultivation Techniques be deduced?"

As Jiang Lan asked in his mind, the light screen reappeared before him.

Cultivation Techniques and Martial Skills can be deduced by infusing Lifespan.

Jiang Lan's eyes lit up.

After his Realm had increased, his current Lifespan had forty-seven years remaining.

Since having that much Lifespan was useless anyway, he immediately decided to give it a try.

"First, deduce for twenty years."

Lines of text reappeared on the light screen.

First year, you looked at the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, wanting to deduce the Cultivation Technique, but unfortunately, you had no clue in your mind.

Third year, you looked at the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Tenth year, you looked at the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Twentieth year, you looked at the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Looking at the lines of text, Jiang Lan's expression visibly grew strange.

No clue in his mind?

Gritting his teeth, he refused to believe it.

"Another twenty years!"

First year, you tried to deduce the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, but unfortunately, you had no clue in your mind.

Third year, you tried to deduce the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Tenth year, you tried to deduce the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Twentieth year, you tried to deduce the Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill, with no clue in your mind.

Jiang Lan: "..."

He gave up.

He still had seven years of Lifespan left, but this Three Yuan True Nurturing Skill was clearly a bottomless pit.

At this rate, with no progress in forty years, wouldn't it take several millennia to successfully deduce it?

If that were the case, he might as well look around for other Cultivation Techniques to learn.

Anyway, his current Qi Gathering Stage Level 4 Realm should be enough to handle what was to come.

Jiang Lan estimated that the so-called Green Lantern Sect Altar Lord's strength was only around Essence Gathering First or Second Level.

Otherwise, when he was at the Yan Chun Pavilion earlier, he could have directly made a move.

Since he didn't make a move, there was only one reason.

He wasn't completely confident!

Jiang Lan didn't believe that a high-ranking member of the Green Lantern Sect would have any soft-hearted emotions.

Even if that Altar Lord, for some unknown reason, really wanted him to join the Green Lantern Sect, he could have resorted to coercive measures.

At that point, with Jiang Lan's life in his hands, wouldn't it be whatever he said?

Shaking his head, Jiang Lan got up from the wooden bed.

Pushing open the door, he saw Chen Heguang's family enjoying themselves.

His two children played at his knees, and he looked at them with doting eyes, occasionally offering them candied pastries from his hand, letting the children take a couple of bites.

Seeing this, Jiang Lan closed the door again.

He couldn't bear to break this scene.

Returning to the bedroom, Jiang Lan didn't even bother with bedding and lay directly on the wooden bed.

He closed his eyes slightly, his hand resting on his saber.

Jiang Lan remained vigilant in his heart; he wasn't truly sleeping, but merely resting with his eyes closed.

Once there was any movement outside, he would be able to detect it and go out immediately... The night passed without incident.

The next morning.

"Thump thump thump—"

A knock on the door sounded.

Jiang Lan leaned against the bed, "Come in."

"Lan'er, wash up and have breakfast."

Chen Heguang poked his head into the room.

"Okay." Jiang Lan rolled out of bed and didn't rush out. Instead, he first opened the brocade box containing the Scent-Tracking Bug.

Inside the brocade box, the plump white bug's head was still pointing northwest.

It seemed the person hadn't moved.

Closing the brocade box, Jiang Lan walked out of the room.

After a simple wash, he sat at the table in the courtyard.

In the Great Yan Nation, ordinary families usually had tables in their courtyards.

Summers were stifling, and except for some particularly fastidious wealthy households, most families chose to eat in the courtyard.

An occasional cool breeze could also alleviate some of the stuffy discomfort.

Although Jiang Lan was long impervious to heat and cold, he followed his host's customs.

Since the host family ate in the courtyard, he couldn't very well go back to his room to eat alone.

On the table, breakfast was quite abundant.

Rice porridge, pickles, eggs, steamed buns.

In Jiang Lan's previous era, these things were nothing special.

But at this time, it was indeed considered abundant.

The beautiful woman was quite warm, "Lan'er, eat more."

"Mhm."

Responding, Jiang Lan picked up a steamed bun.

During the meal, the three adults didn't speak, but the two children were constantly chattering, laughing, and playing.

A quarter of an hour later, Chen Heguang wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up, saying:

"I'm going to clock in."

As he spoke, he seemed to remember something.

"Oh, right, Lan'er caught a cold and isn't feeling well, so he won't go to the Demon Suppression Division today. Let him keep you company and chat."

Jiang Lan didn't speak, silently scooping a spoonful of white porridge into his mouth.

The beautiful woman's face still held a smile.

"Okay."

Chen Heguang waved his hand, "Then I'm off."

Only then did Jiang Lan put down his spoon.

"Uncle Chen, be careful on the way."

Under the gaze of the beautiful woman and Jiang Lan, Chen Heguang walked out the door.

As Chen Heguang left, the beautiful woman's original beaming smile disappeared, replaced by a hint of worry.

She looked at her two children.

"Xiaocui, go, take your brother back inside to play. Your mother and your Elder Brother Jiang need to talk."

Although young, Xiaocui was quite sensible.

Hearing the beautiful woman's words, a sweet and lovely smile appeared on her face, and she took her brother's hand, saying:

"Come on, big sister will take you to play."

"Let's go ~"

After the two children entered the house, Jiang Lan asked:

"Aunt, what's wrong?"

The beautiful woman looked steadily at Jiang Lan.

"Lan'er, tell your Aunt the truth, what exactly happened?"

"Nothing." Jiang Lan's expression was quite natural, as if nothing was truly wrong.

The beautiful woman lightly bit her lower lip, "Don't try to deceive your Aunt. Though I don't know what exactly happened, I know you are here to protect me."

"Aunt, you're overthinking." Jiang Lan chuckled, "Didn't Uncle say I caught a cold and needed a day of rest?"

The beautiful woman glared playfully.

"How can a Martial Artist in the Realm catch a cold? Do you think your Aunt, being just a woman, knows nothing?"

Jiang Lan: "..."

After a long silence, he finally said:

"It's nothing major. It's just that Yan Country's capital hasn't been very peaceful recently, and Uncle was worried about your and your siblings' safety, so he asked me to help keep an eye on things."

These words were all pre-arranged between Jiang Lan and Chen Heguang.

His Aunt understood Chen Heguang, and how could Chen Heguang not understand his own wife?

"You're still deceiving me. Something's wrong with Old Chen, isn't it? Yesterday at the door, I already felt something was off with him. What exactly happened?"

Jiang Lan twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling a bit helpless.

What happened to 'long hair, short wisdom'?

If his Aunt also went to the Demon Suppression Division, many unsolved cases would probably be cracked.

Seeing that he really couldn't hide it anymore, Jiang Lan had no choice but to tell the truth.

"It's nothing, it's just that yesterday Uncle Chen was possessed by a demonic evil and wanted to eat you all."