Shenwu Yutianlei

Chapter 284 Family Hope

After the auction, Shen Yun did not return to the Lin Mansion as he did in the past, but turned around and went to Lin Ruyi's inn.

The July sun shone blazingly on the old streets. Shen Yun walked hurriedly, his clothes fluttering gently in the breeze. The inn sign swayed slightly in the sunlight. Shen Yun pushed the door open and walked in, and the familiar sandalwood scent hit him in the face.

In the inn, the father and son sat opposite each other. There was an ancient wooden table, two cups of fragrant tea, and the steam slowly rose and dissipated in the air. Shen Batian sat quietly in front of the table, his eyes flashing with calmness and determination.

These days, Shen Batian has been practicing in seclusion in the inn. With Shen Yun's unremitting support in terms of practice resources, Shen Batian's practice has progressed rapidly. When they meet again, he has already reached the ninth level of the Foundation Establishment Realm.

"Yun'er, I've been so grateful to you for all this time." Shen Batian picked up the teacup, took a sip, and looked at Shen Yun with eyes full of relief and gratitude. His voice was deep and powerful, echoing in the small space.

Shen Yun smiled slightly, "Father, you're too kind. We are a family, and providing you with resources to help you improve your cultivation is what you should do." His eyes fell on Shen Batian, and he noticed the increasingly calm and restrained aura of his father.

Shen Batian put down the teacup, clenched his fists slightly, felt the surging spiritual power in his body, and said with emotion: "Thinking back then, my father was still struggling to break through the Foundation Establishment Realm. Now he can achieve such an achievement, it is really..." Before he finished speaking, his eyes revealed a hint of emotion and longing for the future.

"Father, with your current level of cultivation, you have a certain foothold in this world, but you must not slack off." Shen Yun's eyes were burning and his words were encouraging.

Shen Batian nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, Yun'er, I understand. But the road to cultivation is long, and we need to work together in the future."

The sunlight shines through the gaps in the window and onto the two of them, creating a warm and hopeful picture.

Shen Batian put down the teacup in his hand, with a hint of smile in his eyes, and then asked: "Speaking of which, Yun'er, why did you come to my place instead of accompanying Ruyi?"

As soon as Shen Batian finished speaking, the atmosphere in the inn suddenly became relaxed. Shen Yun looked at his father and smiled. There was a bit of playfulness and mystery in that smile. He replied mysteriously, "Father, I have good news to tell you. Do you want to guess what the good news is?"

"You kid," Shen Batian laughed heartily upon hearing this, stretched out his finger, pointed at Shen Yun with a smile, "You are so grown up, but still so childish. Could it be that you are going to break through the Jindan realm?" After saying that, Shen Batian shook his head slightly, as if he felt that his guess was unlikely.

Shen Yun crossed his arms, raised his eyebrows, and smiled, his eyes sparkling with excitement. He said with a smile: "Father, you're right. Although I haven't broken through to the Golden Core Realm, I'm not far away."

When Shen Batian heard this, a hint of curiosity and expectation instantly flashed in his originally calm eyes. His body leaned forward slightly, as if attracted by an invisible force, and asked, "Oh? Then tell me quickly, what the good news is? Don't keep me in suspense any longer." His eyes were fixed on Shen Yun, his eyes full of eagerness.

Shen Yun cleared his throat and his expression became serious. He said slowly: "Father, my Shen family has not had a great Jindan cultivator for thousands of years. The biggest constraint is that my Shen family's practice method, the "Green Lotus Sword Technique", is incomplete. If the method could be perfected, then my Shen family would have broken through the current shackles and reached a higher level long ago." His voice echoed clearly in the quiet inn room.

Upon hearing this, Shen Batian sighed solemnly and nodded: "Well, that's true. This is the sadness of a small family. With scarce resources and incomplete inheritance, it's not easy to rise up." There was a trace of loneliness and unwillingness in his eyes, as if he was recalling the difficult development process of his family over the years.

"Father, if I say, I mean if, I found the follow-up practice of "Green Lotus Sword Technique"..." Shen Yun deliberately dragged out his tone, with a hint of cunning in his eyes.

Shen Batian's eyes lit up like stars suddenly lighting up in the dark night. He stood up excitedly, his hands trembling unconsciously, and his voice became a little distorted: "Yun'er, are you serious?" His eyes scanned Shen Yun eagerly, as if he wanted to confirm the authenticity of the news immediately.

Shen Yun nodded and carefully took out a yellowed ancient book from his arms. The cover of the ancient book exuded an ancient atmosphere, and the traces of time were clearly visible on it. On the cover were four large characters "Lotus Sword Art". He held it in both hands and handed it to Shen Batian, "Father, look, this is the secret book."

Shen Batian took the ancient book with both hands and gently stroked the cover with his fingers. The texture of the cover was slightly rough, with an ancient atmosphere of years of sedimentation. He first held the ancient book in his hands carefully, as if he was afraid that using a little more force would damage this precious treasure, and then quickly let go of his hands and began to read it carefully.

His eyes were focused and blazing, like two torches, quickly sweeping across the yellowed pages. As he read deeper, Shen Batian could no longer hide the surprise on his face. At first, his eyes only slightly raised, and then the corners of his mouth began to grin uncontrollably. With each page he turned, his expression of surprise became more intense. His eyes opened wider and wider, and his pupils reflected the dense ancient text and mysterious patterns on the pages. His eyes were full of excitement and awe, as if he was holding the hope for the family's future, a peerless treasure that could lead the Shen family to glory.

His lips trembled slightly, his voice was as low as a mosquito but full of affection, he murmured to himself: "God has eyes, God has eyes..." There was a hint of sob in his voice, and tears rolled in his eyes. Over the years, for the development of the family, in order to allow the Shen family to gain a foothold in this cruel world of cultivation, he has put in too much effort. For countless days and nights, he has been worried about the defects of the family's practice. Now seeing this hope of making up for the defects, the emotions in his heart surged out like a flood.

Shen Batian's hands kept shaking, and the ancient book also swayed slightly in his hands. He stroked the pages again and again, as if he wanted to engrave every word and every stroke in his heart. After a long time, he slowly raised his head and looked at Shen Yun. In addition to excitement and relief, there was also a firmness in his eyes, "Yun'er, with this secret book, my Shen family has a chance to rise! But this matter must not be made public, so as not to cause trouble."

"Don't worry, father. Now this Lotus Sword Art is just a mutilated secret book with the beginning and the end cut off. It is not very valuable. Apart from some small families who may be somewhat interested, no one will care. Besides, everyone in the auction house knows that the person who bought this secret book is someone from the Left Prime Minister's Mansion. I think there should be few blind people who dare to offend the Left Prime Minister's Mansion."