Chapter 39: The fifth lottery!
Several hours later, Lu Changsheng opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
“It’s a bit better than Little Seven’s Spiritual Root.”
Through his Cultivation just now, he could sense that his Cultivation speed had increased by more than 10%.
This indicated that this child’s Spiritual Root was better than that of his first child with a Spiritual Root, Lu Xianzhi.
However, it wasn’t significantly better.
Lu Changsheng estimated it was also a Low Grade Spiritual Root, 8th Grade or 7th Grade.
Because of the previous child, Lu Xianzhi’s Spiritual Root, Lu Changsheng already had a rough expectation in his heart.
The highest would be an 8th Grade Spiritual Root.
It was highly likely that, like his father, it was a Nine-Rank Spiritual Root.
“That’s good enough. This 10% improvement, coupled with Little Seven’s Spiritual Root boost, means my current Cultivation speed is almost reaching that of an 8th Grade Spiritual Root.”
“As long as I have many children, even if they all have Low Grade Spiritual Roots, their sheer number can lead to a qualitative change.”
“Maybe my future Cultivation speed can even surpass the legendary Heavenly Spiritual Root!”
Lu Changsheng muttered to himself, greatly pleased.
He didn’t pay too much attention to the fact that this child only had a Low Grade Spiritual Root.
For him now, it was already very good that a child had a Spiritual Root.
He no longer had any demands regarding its grade.
Moreover, when these two children grew up and their Spiritual Roots fully developed, they would bring him a considerable boost.
Most importantly, once the children became adults, they could Cultivate, and their strength could be added to their father.
Furthermore, with children possessing Spiritual Roots, there was a probability that their future offspring would also have Spiritual Roots when they married and had children.
This generation after generation was hope, it was the future!
Thinking about how many more children with Spiritual Roots there would be in the future, and how all these children would achieve success in Cultivation and spread out, allowing him, as their father, to recline in comfort, Lu Changsheng felt delighted, sensing a bright future ahead.
Three days later, Lu Changsheng received another letter.
It was from Hong Yi.
He stated that as long as Lu Changsheng had a certain number of Talismans, he could send trusted subordinates with Spirit Stones to Qingzhu Mountain for a transaction, showing great sincerity.
After reading the letter, Lu Changsheng pondered for a moment.
He wrote back, saying that if Hong Yi were to come in three or four months, he could prepare about a hundred Talismans.
After all, with so much time, selling a hundred Talismans wasn’t excessive.
Besides wanting to sell Talismans for money, Lu Changsheng also intended to use the profits from the Talisman business to solidify his connection with Hong Yi.
Previously, Hong Yi had mentioned in his letter that he was responsible for some affairs in Ruyi Marquis Manor.
These included dealing with cultivators, gathering information about the Cultivation World,
and simultaneously, through Martial Forest Jianghu individuals, searching for people with Spiritual Root Aptitude and Cultivation resources and treasures lost in the mundane world.
Therefore, Lu Changsheng felt that he might need Hong Yi’s help in the future.
At the very least, he could have Hong Yi procure some Cultivation Materials and resources for him, saving him from having to go out himself.
Furthermore,
as the number of children increased, Lu Changsheng also realized a problem.
His rate of having children seemed a bit fast.
Originally, he had planned to send his children to the mundane world when they were in their teens.
However, Lu Changsheng discovered that at his current rate of having children, by the time Lu Ping’an, his first batch of children, were in their teens, his total number of children would already be seventy or eighty, close to a hundred.
Having many children was naturally not an issue; with his current conditions, he could afford to raise even more.
The problem was that his situation had never occurred in Qingzhu Valley.
Some time ago, Butler Lu came to chat with him and subtly indicated that having children was fine, but Lu Changsheng should take it easy.
Previously, Lu Yuanding had said that children should be sent out at six years old, but it was fine to keep them for three to five more years, even if they were a bit older.
However, with so many children, he estimated that the Lu Family would most likely not agree to him keeping the children in Qingzhu Valley until their teens.
So Lu Changsheng also thought about solidifying his connection with Hong Yi.
That way, when he placed his children in the mundane world, besides the path through Li Feiyu’s Crimson Whale Gang, he could also ask Hong Yi for help in looking after them.
After all, compared to the Crimson Whale Gang, Hong Yi’s connection to Ruyi Marquis Manor was clearly more stable.
As for placing his children in the Lu Family’s mundane branch, Lu Changsheng was reluctant.
He worried that his children would be brainwashed and instilled with a lot of Lu Family-related Family ideologies during their growth within the Lu Family.
In a blink of an eye, two more months passed.
Lu Changsheng’s eighteenth and nineteenth children were born.
As expected, neither child had a Spiritual Root.
After the birth of these two children, Lu Changsheng was very much looking forward to the next child, who was due in about a month.
Because that was his twentieth child.
Based on his speculation regarding System achievements, the number twenty might trigger a System achievement reward.
Looking at the crisp autumn weather outside, Lu Changsheng carried one swaddled infant in each arm and went for a stroll in the backyard.
In the courtyard, his eldest son, Lu Ping’an, who was already three and nearly four years old, was playing with a few toddlers, chasing a Nine Nether Mastiff.
The Nine Nether Mastiff, raised for over a year, had grown considerably.
It was over a foot tall, with fur as black as ink, smooth and lustrous like satin, and sharp fangs growing in its mouth. The crimson vertical mark between its brows was captivating.
Lu Changsheng estimated that even an ordinary Martial Artist would not be a match for the current Nine Nether Mastiff.
A Yao Beast with Heaven Rank Bloodline was no joke.
However, facing human toddlers at their annoying age, even the Nine Nether Mastiff, possessing a trace of True Spirit Bloodline, could only constantly flee and dart around under the children’s pursuit.
When a human toddler fell, it had to quickly go back and help them up.
It bore a pressure it shouldn’t at its age.
Compared to Lu Ping’an, the second child, Lu Wuyu, and his younger sister, Lu Wuyou, were much quieter, watching their older and younger siblings run around from the side.
Lu Changsheng looked at the children playing in the courtyard, his wife holding an infant, and his pregnant wife, a faint smile on his lips.
Wasn’t this simple life of Cultivating, spending time with his wives and children, and living leisurely, peacefully, and happily, precisely what he sought?
However,
Lu Changsheng clearly knew that in this world, in these times, such a peaceful, happy, and beautiful life was a bubble that could burst at any moment.
One must possess strength to protect this tranquility and beauty.
“Therefore, I must work hard to protect this peaceful and beautiful life and make my future life even better.”
Lu Changsheng murmured to himself.
In a blink of an eye, a month passed.
Lu Changsheng’s long-awaited twentieth child was finally born.
The birth of this child still did not cause a Spiritual Root pulsation.
But the System prompt he had been anticipating sounded.
“[Congratulations to Host! Your number of offspring has reached twenty. You have received one lottery chance!]
“It really didn’t let me down!”
Lu Changsheng was pleasantly surprised to hear the System prompt.
After settling the child, Lu Changsheng went to the study and began his fifth lottery draw.
“System, I want to draw.”
Lu Changsheng silently chanted.
Immediately, the familiar lottery wheel appeared before his eyes.
“I wonder if I can draw a Cultivation Technique this time?”
Lu Changsheng looked at the lottery wheel and thought to himself.
At this stage, what he wanted most was a good Cultivation Technique.
After all, a tall building starts from the ground, and the Foundation must be laid solidly.
If he had a good Cultivation Technique, he could ascend to another level, both in terms of Foundation and Cultivation speed.
It would be better than this trashy Returning Essence Skill, no matter what.
Lu Changsheng was very worried that if his Cultivation Realm became high in the future, his Foundation would be unstable, not solid, and inferior to others due to the initial Cultivation Technique being too poor, which would be distressing.
Without overthinking, Lu Changsheng took a deep breath and said, “Start drawing!”
Immediately, golden light appeared on the reddish wheel and spun rapidly.
A moment later, the golden light slowed down and, under Lu Changsheng’s expectant gaze, stopped at the Cultivation Technique section.