The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 6

Looking at Wang Mian’s expression shift from delight to shock, Han Feng said coldly:

“It’s not me, it’s your ‘old man.’”

Wang Mian blinked, nervously rubbing his hands together as he forced a couple of awkward laughs. Then, suddenly, he became excited again:

“Brother! You really hit the jackpot! Jiang Surou is the number one beauty of Luoxia Peak, like a celestial fairy descended to the mortal realm! She has countless admirers, and she possesses an extremely rare Heavenly Spirit Root—her future potential is limitless.

You’ve struck gold, man! You’ll be living the easy life now, being supported by her. Just don’t forget about your brother when you hit it big! Don’t forget me when you’re rich and powerful!”

Han Feng scoffed and said lazily, “But didn’t you just call me a complete fool earlier?”

“What? No way, absolutely not.”

Wang Mian laughed awkwardly, then sighed and said seriously, “Brother, I was just trying to comfort you. Everyone knows that Ye Longyuan has had a thing for Jiang Surou for a long time. Now that she’s chosen you, he’s bound to hold a grudge and seek revenge.

The Ye family is powerful, with a Nascent Soul elder backing them. Although the family’s elders might not retaliate over something like this, Ye Longyuan himself will definitely try to get back at you in secret.

Brother, take my advice—run. Go live as a rogue cultivator outside the sect. It’s better than living here in constant fear. Your life is more important than anything.”

Hearing this, Han Feng chuckled softly and said, “I’ve thought about all that. But if I leave the sect, the Ye family will have no restraints and can kill me without consequences.

Inside the sect, we have the Enforcement Hall. They can’t openly act against me here, especially with Elder Tie Lian in charge. He’s famous for being impartial and strict, and he’s at the Nascent Soul stage—someone even the Ye family wouldn’t dare provoke.

As for what happens in the shadows, I’ll just have to deal with it as it comes.

Leaving the sect is not the wisest option.”

“So, are you planning to stay here forever? Don’t forget, if you don’t unlock your spirit veins, in another month, your five-year term will be up, and you’ll still be kicked out of the sect.

Even if you have a Dao partner.

Unless… you ask Jiang Surou to pull some strings and use the Jiang family’s influence to get you an outer disciple status. That way, you won’t be expelled.

Being an outer disciple is much safer than being a servant disciple. The Enforcement Hall places more importance on outer disciples. If a servant disciple dies, no one really cares.”

Han Feng nodded thoughtfully, agreeing with Wang Mian’s point.

Indeed, what he needed right now was outer disciple status for protection. However, he didn’t need to ask Jiang Surou for this favor.

Because becoming an outer disciple only required breaking through to the fifth layer of Qi Refining.

That explained why Ma Lao Da had remained a servant disciple for so many years.

“You’re right. I’ll take care of that today. By the way, why are you back now? Did you come to pack your things?”

“Yeah, Zhang Xiu is already at the fifth layer of Qi Refining, so she has her own residence. I’m moving in with her. I’m hoping to break through to the fifth layer myself in a couple of months, so then I’ll become an outer disciple too.

But honestly, I don’t feel like leaving right now. It’s not safe with you here alone, especially since you don’t have any cultivation. If the Ye family comes for you, you won’t stand a chance.”

“And you staying here would make a difference?”

Han Feng knew Wang Mian genuinely cared about him, and it warmed his heart, but he didn’t want to drag Wang Mian into his troubles.

“If you’re moving, then hurry up. I could use some peace and quiet around here. I’ve been tired of you yapping all the time. Get lost already. I’ll have this whole place to myself—how great is that?”

Wang Mian was momentarily stunned, then burst into laughter.

“You jerk.”

“If you ever run into any danger, remember to run up the mountain. I’ll be living with Zhang Xiu in the outer disciple housing, Block A, third courtyard in the first row. Got it?”

Wang Mian clapped Han Feng on the shoulder, then suddenly noticed the little fox lying on Han Feng’s lap.

“When did you get yourself a scarf? Looks pretty white, but it must be a hassle—it’ll get dirty easily and won’t be convenient for wiping your butt.”

“You’re the scarf! Your whole family is a scarf! And I’m not for wiping anything!”

The little fox was furious, baring its teeth and claws as it tried to pounce on Wang Mian, but Han Feng held it back by its tail.

Wang Mian was initially startled but then burst into amazement.

“Whoa! It’s a fox? So small and cute! But it talks! That’s incredible! Where’d you find it?”

“Picked it up. So what if it can talk? Is that special?”

“It’s very special! For a spirit beast to speak, it has to have developed intelligence. Some spirit beasts develop intelligence early, which means they have great potential and are incredibly rare.

Other spirit beasts might not even be able to talk even after reaching high cultivation levels.

This fox is definitely a treasure. But if you picked it up, you’ll have to return it to its rightful owner. We can’t just keep other people’s things.”

“You shut up! I have no owner. I’m your owner!”

The little fox puffed up its cheeks indignantly and spoke very seriously.

“So, you’re saying this little creature is actually valuable?” Han Feng asked, lifting the fox up and inspecting it closely.

“Absolutely! It could fetch quite a few spirit stones. I’d say… at least three hundred spirit stones, easily.”

“Three hundred?”

Hearing Han Feng’s surprised tone, the little fox suddenly became alert.

“Han Feng! If you even think about selling me, I’ll take you down with me!”

“With you? How? You barely have enough meat on your bones for that.”

“If you sell me, I’ll tell everyone what you did last night.”

“I never even considered selling you. You’re my best friend.”

Han Feng replied righteously.

“What did you do last night?” Wang Mian squinted, eyeing Han Feng suspiciously.

“You don’t need to know. It’s none of your business.”

“Fine, I won’t ask. But just so you know, this little guy is currently an unregistered spirit beast. If it wanders off and gets caught by someone, they can do whatever they want with it.”

“It’s my spirit beast. Why would anyone else be able to do anything to it?”

Han Feng asked, confused.

Wang Mian chuckled and said, “Just because you say it’s yours doesn’t make it so. Did you put your name on it?”

“Then I’ll put my name on it.”

“That won’t help. You need to take it to Spirit Beast Peak for official registration. Get it a collar. That way, if anyone sees it, they’ll know it belongs to someone and won’t try to capture it.

Once registered, it’ll be your personal property. The Enforcement Hall protects the property of disciples.”

“Got it. I’ll take care of that.”

Han Feng nodded.

Wang Mian patted his shoulder and went inside to pack his things.

The little fox, standing on Han Feng’s chest, furrowed its brow and said, “I’ve told you before—I won’t acknowledge anyone as my master, nor will I sign any unfair master-servant soul contract.”

“I know, I know. We’re just going to register you for protection. I won’t make you submit to anyone. We’re best friends, remember?”

After saying that, Han Feng stood up, cradled the little fox in his arms, and began walking toward the mountain.