Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Indeed, although the Qingyun Sect had fallen, it was much older than those newly established sects.

If Xiang Qiyan could get control of the Qingyun Sect, the benefits would certainly be substantial.

…

“Brother Zheng, you’re back?”

Xuanyuan Zimo and the others had all stayed in the room. Seeing Mo Zhen return, she quickly got up and looked at him.

“Mhm.”

Mo Zhen responded softly and found an empty seat to sit down.

“Brother, how were the attitudes of those guards? Were they very poor?”

A fellow disciple asked him in a low voice. Earlier, when he went out to collect Gu Qingyu’s corpse, he had been lectured from start to finish by those two guards.

The thing was, even though he had been scolded, he felt extremely guilty because it was Gu Qingyu who had done something wrong. The guards were justified in their scolding, and he had no way to retort. He could only respond with resignation and continuously apologize.

“Not too bad,”

Mo Zhen sighed softly.

As long as the Qingyun Sect seemed useful in Prince Zhan’s eyes, they wouldn’t be treated too harshly.

“They want to stay in the Zhedu Sea Area for a few more days. During these days, everyone should stay calm and cultivate in their rooms; it’s best not to walk around too much.” It was preferable not to irritate the people from the Xiang Dynasty.

After all, the medicinal furnace had been blown up, so it was normal for the guards to wish they could eat them alive.

Everyone remembered the explosion of the pill-refining furnace when they heard his words, and their expressions turned awkward.

“About that, Brother, we still have some Sky Phoenix Grass. Should we send it to them?” Xuanyuan Zimo thought for a moment and asked.

Mo Zhen paused, then nodded.

“Give me the Sky Phoenix Grass, and I’ll take it over,” he said.

“I…”

Xuanyuan Zimo opened her mouth, intending to say that she could deliver it since as a young lady, the guards might treat her a bit better.

But remembering the issues they had with the Xiang Dynasty, she thought better of speaking up. Perhaps the guards would only get angrier if they saw her delivering it?

She better save it and keep a distance from the guards.

“Then I’ll trouble Brother Zheng with this.”

…

An Jiuyue was recuperating from her injuries.

Meanwhile, in her personal space, Wei Na had nearly fainted from the poison. Fortunately, even though he now had a physical form, he didn’t need to breathe. Otherwise, he would have indeed been poisoned to death.

“Do you have any food there? Little Trike and the others are still outside; we need to arrange something for them to eat,” she said while lying on the bed, looking at Qian Jiyun.

“Sleep. I will take care of their issues,”

Qian Jiyun softly spoke to her, thinking that surely two grown men could find their own food. Did they really need someone else to procure it before they could eat? Could it be that after raising them for a while, they had truly become domesticated like farm animals?

…

In the Qingyun Sect, in the Great Hall where the Everlasting Lamps of the Guardian Disciples were housed,

The Guardian Disciples would come and go every two hours to check for any abnormalities with the lamps.

Normally, the disciple would make his rounds as usual, but when he got to the section belonging to the Great Elder’s lineage, he noticed something unusual. The lamp representing Gu Qingyu had actually gone out, which startled him so much that he almost didn’t react in time.

After regaining his composure, he rushed out of the hall. In his haste, he nearly fell over.

“This is bad, this is bad!”

His shouting startled many nearby disciples of the Everlasting Hall, who hurried over.