Don't be fooled by how easily Zhou Qiankun speaks; Zhou Changwang knows all too well the peril involved.
A single misstep and his father could lose his life in the wolves' den.
Even if he were lucky enough to escape, his scent would be imprinted in the lair, and then the Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf might not be known whom it would pursue first.
"And that's why we encountered the Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf along the way.
Because in its cave, I left the scent of both myself and Zhang Fenghua, it gave up on Zhao Heng and directly chased after us."
Upon saying this, Zhou Qiankun paused, then continued, "But I must admit, Zhang Fenghua's methods are truly extraordinary, countless trump cards at his disposal, and he even mastered a Talisman Array Method, actually severely injuring that Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf.
However, that Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf is a formidable force among Middle-Tier Demon Beasts, with superior strength. In the end, it used an Ice and Fire Joint Attack Technique to break through his Talisman Array Method, escaping in a few swift moves.
As for me, just as the Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf fled, I directly attacked Zhang Fenghua, who was already on the verge of collapse.
Though I succeeded, I was grievously injured by his final counterattack before death.
Fearful that Zhao Heng and others would return to investigate, I forced myself to hide.
While healing, I schemed to evade other Demon Beasts... It was only last night that I returned near Fengming Dock Marketplace, hid in a cave overnight, and returned here early this morning."
Listening to his father's story, Zhou Changwang felt a deep complex emotion.
He never imagined his father carried so much on his shoulders.
He sought revenge for his mother while protecting him and nurturing his growth.
Step by step, paving the way for him, learning techniques of Spirit Plants, spending Spirit Stones to rent three acres of Spirit Field, helping him become a Spirit Farmer, offering a stable profession to sustain himself in the Cultivation Realm...
Even when discovering his enemy, he never considered informing him, only silently enduring, step by step approaching the enemy, and personally exacting revenge.
Perhaps it was after avenging his great enemy that he finally seemed to release long-held obsessions, laying bare his heart to his son.
Had this attempt failed, or had he died in the wilderness...
He might have kept everything a secret, burying it deep within, and as he died, it would vanish with him in the river of time.
He would rather endure hardship himself than let his son bear any of it.
Zhou Changwang was silent at this moment.
Previously, he didn't understand what love meant.
Whether in past or present life, he only felt his parents' kindness, never thinking to repay them.
Until this moment, he finally understood.
Love may not be grand, but it is profoundly deep.
...
"By the way.
This is what I found on Zhang Fenghua.
It's used by cultivators like you, and only you cultivators can unlock it; I have no use for it, so it's yours.
There was originally a Magical Artifact too, but it was destroyed in the battle with the Ice and Fire Two-headed Wolf."
Following this, Zhou Qiankun spoke again.
Before finishing, with a seemingly casual gesture, he tossed a black bag in front of Zhou Changwang.
"What is this?"
Zhou Changwang looked closely, then abruptly stood up, exclaiming, "A Storage Bag?
This is a Storage Bag?"
"That's right.
A Storage Bag.
There should be some items inside, all for you cultivators, I can't take them out or use them, so I'm giving them all to you."
Zhou Qiankun said, smiling.
"This..."
Zhou Changwang accepted the Storage Bag without hesitation, unable to refuse.
This was a Storage Bag.
A treasure low-tier cultivators dream of, each priced at no less than a thousand Lower-Grade Spirit Stones.
Unexpectedly, he received it so easily.
Carefully caressing the Storage Bag.
The exterior was smooth, seemingly crafted from the finest silk, yet distinctly different, obviously made from more advanced material.
Held in hand, it felt light as air, giving no hint that anything might be hidden within.
With a stir of his Heart Spirit, he quickly touched the Storage Bag, instantly feeling a special power rebuff his Heart Spirit.
He knew this was the Storage Bag's unique rune defense; only by completely removing the former owner's Spiritual Power imprint could he control and use it freely.
Judging by the imprint's strength inside the Storage Bag, he estimated it would take him an hour or two to erase it.
So he carefully put it away, keeping it close to his person.
"But Changwang, remember, wealth should not be flaunted.
This Storage Bag should never be shown normally.
Else, you might face deadly danger."
Afterwards, Zhou Qiankun warned.
"I understand."
No one knows discretion better than him.
If someone knew he had a Storage Bag, they'd likely go mad and target him for robbery.
A Qi Refining Third Layer cultivator couldn't withstand the covert glances of numerous Tribulation Cultivators.
...
"Let's talk about you.
What's with this Spirit Dog?"
Zhou Qiankun couldn't help but ask Zhou Changwang at this point.
If he recalled correctly, he left no Spirit Stones previously.
But look at Zhou Changwang now.
Not only nurturing a Spirit Dog, but also lifting the bowl before him, noticing the hearty grains emitting rich aroma, his stomach churned.
Spirit Rice Porridge.
Since when had their household become so extravagant to enjoy Spirit Rice Porridge?
Most importantly, he saw half a spoonful in the Spirit Dog's bowl too... Were it not for considering face, he would've scooped the porridge back into his own bowl.
Woof woof!
Little Spirit Dog was unaware of the stranger's malicious intent to steal food.
Seeing him staring, it barked warmly, wagging its tail frantically. From its master's demeanor, it learned this was someone it could get close to.
Eventually, seeing no reaction from him, it started licking the Spirit Rice Porridge.
"Recently, the Spirit Field had a pest infestation.
I mastered the Geng Metal Finger, and now it's quite satisfactory.
Helped Old Xu and Xu Zhong next door with pest control, earning a bit of Spirit Stone."
Zhou Changwang explained with a smile.
"But that's too much.
I just checked the rice jar; there's nearly fifty jin of Spirit Rice, and it's Crescent Rice..."
Zhou Qiankun said incredulously.
"Plus, I encountered a Tribulation Cultivator a few days ago."
Then Zhou Changwang softly spoke.
"What?"
Zhou Qiankun slammed the table, immediately standing up.
Bam!
A resonant shock, half-inch palm mark appearing on the wooden table.
However, after the strike, Zhou Qiankun's face instantly turned pale, blood surging, mouth spilling a trace of blood.
His injuries hadn't fully healed.
The excitement just now caused a flare-up.