Free Web NovelChapter 486: Chapter 474: Visitors from the Otherworld
The birth of the child filled Black and White Mountain with laughter and joy. Wang Hai and his wife were overjoyed beyond words, playing with the freshly bathed child together with grandparents Wang Xuan and Lin Cheng.
A harmonious and joyous family with four generations under one roof.
The significance of a newborn to a family goes without saying.
At eleven o’clock at night, Black and White Mountain was only lit by a few red lanterns. At this hour, there were no idlers outside; most had returned to their places to meditate and practice qi.
Wang Xuan let Lin Cheng sleep, enveloping her with the Creation Domain, continually nourishing her body with Life Essence Qi.
Life Essence Immortal Peaches were consumed one after another, with Wang Xuan helping to refine and absorb them. Her Primordial Qi gradually became full during sleep, and perhaps by tomorrow, she would recover to her peak.
In the dead of night, however, there was a small life filled with curiosity about the world, reluctant to sleep peacefully.
Such a child, placed in a crib, would not sleep quietly, because his vitality was abundant, his spirit full, and he did not need much sleep for rapid growth and development.
Or rather, his life force was so strong that he had enough energy to be restless, exploring the world.
With tender little hands and feet, Wang Zhu used a finger to hook the cradle’s edge and quietly crawled out, falling from over a meter high. Besides making a thumping sound, he was perfectly fine.
He was even quite curious about the experience of falling just now. If given a chance, he wouldn’t miss trying a few more times.
Dressed in a soft, warm Immortal Silkworm Robe, not even a day old, Wang Zhu kicked with his legs and pushed with his hands, crawling around in the vast side hall.
As the Lord of Black and White Mountain, this family’s residence was naturally rich in heritage. The side hall alone was about the size of a basketball court.
How much destruction can a baby cause?
The destructive power of Wang Zhu was beyond imagination for most people.
Seeing a potted plant, he patted it. Seeing tables and chairs, he pulled them. Seeing calligraphy and paintings, he tugged them. Seeing animal skins, he touched them.
It took him a full hour to crawl from the side hall to the main hall, by which time his nursery was already a mess.
After wiping the floor of the main hall, he finally slipped outside and saw blue skies and white clouds, green mountains, and clear waters.
Yelling happily, Wang Zhu, with a pair of shiny eyes full of excitement, waved his little hands wildly.
"Ah, how did the Young Master get out?"
Qiushui, now a beautiful lady, was busy today with Wang Zhu’s birth after yesterday’s Mountain Lord’s wedding. Her exhaustion need not be mentioned.
She gathered the child in her arms, looking around to find no one, then pinched the child’s cheek with a smile. The tender, soft skin felt wonderful to the touch.
"Young Master, you’re so naughty." Qiushui took the child back.
She glanced at the side hall, which she and her sister had cleaned, and now it was in chaos again.
"What a little demon." Qiushui placed the child back into the cradle and began tidying up.
Quite a few treasures were broken by Wang Zhu’s little hands. Her heart ached so much, like the three-zhang-tall coral in the east corner that fell to the ground.
She had just started cleaning when she saw Wang Zhu fall with a thud again, his head hitting the ground bluntly.
"Giggling." Wang Zhu didn’t cry but instead squinted and smiled, finding it quite entertaining and amusing.
"The Mountain Lord sure is carefree. My sister and I both said we would take care of the child, but he let us go rest.
I knew it, with such a tiny child, he shouldn’t be left unattended."
Qiushui muttered to herself.
In the bedroom, Wang Xuan shook his head. Black and White Mountain is so vast, no matter how much the child could crawl, could he really get out of the mountain?
Within the Immortal Martial Mountain realm, he was not worried about Wang Zhu’s safety at all.
However, how to educate Wang Zhu was an important issue.
The child was not just a bloodline successor but also an inheritor of his spirit, mind, thoughts, and will, or rather, half of himself.
Lin Cheng slept soundly, and Wang Xuan did not let the child stay by their side that night; otherwise, any sound Wang Zhu made would wake Lin Cheng, affecting her physical recovery.
Time flew by until morning, and as Lin Cheng awoke, she immediately searched for the child.
"Xuan, where’s the child?" Lin Cheng asked. Her Divine Thought swept, and she saw Wang Zhu in the side hall.
"The child is fine. Don’t worry."
Wang Xuan reached out, and the child from a hundred meters away flew up in the air, making a large circle and landing in his hands, before he handed him to Lin Cheng.
Lin Cheng examined the child, holding him in her arms, reluctant to let go.
Wang Xuan guessed that for the next month or two, Lin Cheng wouldn’t let the child out of her sight, and his status would likely fall from her number one priority to the second.
It’s just the way it is when women have children.
"You’re too carefree. We need to take good care of our child, not be careless." Lin Cheng scolded.
She probably had already guessed the child’s experience from the night before. Wang Xuan’s divine techniques allowed him to know what every ant in Black and White Mountain was doing. He couldn’t possibly be unaware of the child’s movements.
Looking at the difference in the side hall from yesterday to today, it’s clear that Wang Xuan was definitely watching with open eyes, watching the child crawl around everywhere, allowing him to explore this world freely.
Wang Xuan comforted, "You want to give him the best and the most, I understand this motherly heart.
The child comes into this world naked, having nothing, dependent on nothing, everything they gain comes from us as parents.
But what to give, what not to give, and how to give it all needs careful consideration, not too little to cause deprivation, not too much to become shackles.
The child is born with a pure soul, self-existing and free, with neither good nor evil, a naturally Buddha-like heart, a saintly heart, and the future depends on the environment.
Thoughts, opinions, laws, morals, and various things of the consciousness world cannot be force-fed to him; otherwise, inherent cognitive barriers will form.
So many people in this world can’t break free from the emotional, sentimental, and intellectual mazes, and you’re not unaware of this."
"So what kind of person do you want to raise the child to be?" Lin Cheng asked.
Wang Xuan thought for a moment and replied, "I don’t know, I can only let him see more, know more, understand more.
The choice of what kind of person to become is in his own hands.
As parents, we just hope he has the ability to make more choices."
As for the child’s future, Wang Xuan doesn’t know, but he has a few standards: high cultivation level, which is the foundation for survival and life. Broad and open thinking, not to be a goldfish in a bowl. Extensive knowledge, not to be ignorant and vulgar. A strong spirit, understanding oneself, others, and the world, not blinded by various obstacles, able to control his own consciousness and body.
To Wang Xuan, these standards are moderate, only the standards of a Confucian gentleman, a Buddhist Bodhisattva, and a Taoist Divine Being.
These are his guidelines for educating his child, as for the methods to achieve them, there are many.
Phenomena are rules, and under rules are truths, the simplification of countless truths, only with which can one attain the way, and with the way, countless truths, rules, and methods can be born.
As for appearances, they’re just nothing more than a trifle.
Lin Cheng furrowed her brows, pondering for a long while, said, "My spiritual cultivation is far less than yours, and my insights and vision are much different; I am self-aware of that.
When it comes to how to educate the child, your voice should carry more weight.
But I also have a few principles: the child’s body cannot be damaged, at least until he comes of age, he must not be seen getting hurt. His spirit must not be gloomy or in pain; he needs a happy childhood. His moral character cannot be significantly flawed, or else he won’t be able to find his place in the world.
Most importantly, I hope the child can grow up in a comfortable, joyful, and optimistic environment. I hope he can have more happiness and become a child who loves to laugh.
The child is a part of the family, and his life is our life too. The principle of family harmony cannot be broken.
You hope for the child to be extraordinary, but I wish for him to start from a normal childhood. His life is very, very long, there’s no need to rush anything."
She is a mother, wanting to give the child a good environment and good resources, to give more love. Wang Xuan is a father, above emotion is reason, education is not bound by the opinions and doctrines of the world.
Though the couple has different views, they share a common starting point, which is love for the child, hoping he has a good life.
Just that this "good," everyone’s opinion differs, and the methods used are also different.
"Naturally so, I am his father too, not a demon, how could I let him be mistreated?" Wang Xuan said.
To Wang Zhu, the next twenty years is a broad examination, but to the question-setting Wang Xuan, is it not also a trial?
Each direct reflection, questioning, and consideration reaching the spirit, it is a necessary path of growth for both.
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The vast Pacific Ocean stretches for unknown miles, the East Sea is calm in one spot, fish and shrimp freely forage, Little Demons patrol around, everything peaceful and orderly.
Suddenly, a huge black vortex appeared above, affecting a thousand miles around, causing all living beings to feel fear and unrest.
The space sizzled and cracked under massive pressure, finally shattering like a spiderweb in glass, the space was pushed apart, revealing a miniature black hole.
A group of men and women in exotic clothes stepped out as if strolling leisurely, there were both old and young, the leader’s aura was overwhelming, a slight leakage of will made all living beings within a thousand miles lose consciousness.
"Who are you, dare to report your name?!"
A giant sea turtle surfaced, with Demon Saint aura overflowing, and with a loud shout, it stirred up waves, churning up a hundred-meter tsunami.
Though the ocean is vast, there is no place without an owner.
Wary and vigilant, this group did not seem like Earth Cultivators, and such grandeur in tearing space within Earth couldn’t possibly be so large.
"A lower rank True Tier creature, what right do you have to inquire about our names, retreat at once."
One person stepped forth and with a single palm strike, the heavens and earth seemed to collapse, the Demon Saint level old turtle was hit into a stupor, falling tens of thousands of miles away.
"Let’s go, to Immortal Martial Mountain." The leader calmly instructed, as if not having seen the previous scene.
"Don’t you wait for the otherworld’s strong ones?" the Immortal of the Celestial God Race inquired, with respect.
"A collaboration appearing harmonious but with divergent intentions, what’s the point in waiting? What’s long been agreed upon, just execute it.
Moreover, Earth is only so big, with our cultivation level, any situation is but a matter of an instant."
Saying this, the group’s figures disappeared.
