The Lay Flat Life: My Wife's Cultivation Makes Me Stronger - Chapter 60

Han Feng found himself surprised by how open-minded Jiang Surou’s father was. He didn’t place blame on either him or Jiang Surou. Instead, he seemed like a reasonable man who could discern right from wrong and deeply cared for his daughter.

Jiang Qingzun continued,
“Last month, I was away dealing with sect affairs and only returned the day before the Ancestor’s Ceremony. That’s when I first heard about you and Jiang Surou.

I thought I’d meet you after the ceremony was over. Looking back now, if I had met you before the ceremony, I might have discovered your talent and aptitude. With your combat skills, I could’ve supplied you with enough spiritual treasures, artifacts, and pills. Then you wouldn’t have had such a hard time fighting Ye Longyuan.

He had pills, protective artifacts, and a crowd of allies.

While the Jiang family managed to hold off some of the opponents, there were still many foes left for you to face on your own.

This was my mistake. I underestimated the stakes of this ceremony and underestimated the Ye family’s cruelty and shamelessness.”

“Uncle, please don’t blame yourself. These events were completely unexpected. After all, who could have anticipated that the Ye family would go to such extremes? From the start, I never intended to fight them—I just wanted to complete the ceremony and leave.

This wasn’t something that only we failed to foresee. Anyone would have been caught off guard by the Ye family’s actions.”

Han Feng explained sincerely.

Jiang Qingzun nodded, saying,
“I’m glad you feel that way. I was worried you might hold a grudge. Clearing the air with words is always better.

As Jiang Surou’s Dao partner, I should’ve met you earlier to assess your character and talent. But after seeing how you conducted yourself in the secret realm, I realize there’s no need for me to test you further.

You’re excellent. Truly excellent.

This time, because of Jiang Surou, we brought you trouble. But in turn, you helped the Jiang family. The Jiang family owes you a great debt.

If you ever need anything, come to our home. Just say the word. Don’t treat us as outsiders.”

Jiang Surou’s mother rolled her eyes and added,
“Look at you. Why does he need to have a reason to visit? The Jiang family will always welcome Han Feng.”

Han Feng smiled warmly, feeling a sense of belonging as he said,
“Thank you, Uncle and Aunt.”

Jiang Qingzun looked at Wang Mian, who was still on Han Feng’s back, and sighed.
“This young man… He’s a good child too. It’s such a pity what happened to him. Once we return, I’ll prepare a small token of apology to send to him.”

Wang Mian laughed,
“It’s nothing, just a small matter. Uncle doesn’t need to worry.”

Jiang Surou interjected,
“Father, Mother, if there’s nothing else, we’ll head back now. There are still things to take care of. Han Feng also needs to meet his master.”

“Alright, go on. Rest well once you’re back.”

“Got it.”

—

The four of them flew toward Luoxia Peak.

During the journey, Wang Mian grumbled,
“You damn bastard, Han Feng. You didn’t tell me you could fly. You made me climb the mountain with you like a fool!”

Han Feng grinned but stayed silent.

They reached the outer disciples’ area at Luoxia Peak and arrived at Zhang Xiu’s small courtyard.

In the outer disciples’ quarters, most lived in simple row houses. Only those with family resources, like Jiang Surou, had private buildings funded by their families.

Once inside Zhang Xiu’s residence, they entered her room and placed Wang Mian on the bed to rest.

Han Feng said,
“Alright, no one else is here now. If you’ve got something to say, just spill it.”

“I’ll go first.”

Jiang Surou, holding the little fox, stared coldly at Han Feng and asked,
“Shouldn’t you explain your cultivation? What’s going on?”

“Hmm? What do you mean?”

“You’re supposed to be a waste, aren’t you? Where did your cultivation come from?”

Wang Mian chimed in,
“Exactly! I’ve lived with you for five years, eaten with you, slept near you, and I’ve never seen you cultivate seriously. How the hell are you at the peak of Qi Refining?”

Han Feng chuckled.
“Natural talent.”

“Then why did you pretend to be a waste?” Jiang Surou pressed further.

Looking at her intently, Han Feng replied,
“Because I’m not you.”

“What do you mean?”

“You’re a Heavenly Spirit Root cultivator, with great aptitude. But you have a powerful family backing you up. No one would dare touch you.

But I don’t have that.

I have to keep a low profile. I have to protect myself. The tallest tree catches the wind.”

Han Feng used his usual reasoning.

“But once you revealed your aptitude, wouldn’t it attract more attention? The Sect Leader and Peak Masters would notice you and provide better resources and protection.”

“I don’t want all those resources. I just want to live peacefully. That’s all.

Power, wealth, and glory—I’m not interested. I just want to plant flowers, grow herbs, bask in the sun, and live a carefree life.

If I wanted resources, I would’ve told your father earlier that I wanted to marry into the Jiang family. With my aptitude, the Jiang family would’ve invested heavily in me.

But I don’t want that.”

Hearing this, Jiang Surou looked at him for a long moment before saying,
“If not for this incident, would you have continued pretending to be weak?”

“To be honest, even when I left you to find Wang Mian, I hadn’t planned on revealing my true strength.

I just wanted to make my wish with Wang Mian and leave to continue my peaceful life.

It wasn’t until the little fox wanted to eat Spirit Crystals that I exposed my strength to go steal some.”

“You’re so good to me,” the little fox said happily.

“I really don’t get how your mind works. No ambition at all!” Jiang Surou rolled her eyes at him.

“Call it a lack of ambition if you want,” Han Feng said. “I just want to live quietly. I don’t want to offend anyone. This time, I was forced to act because of Ye Longyuan.”

Han Feng glanced at Jiang Surou and added with a smile,
“If I shine too brightly, wouldn’t I steal the spotlight from you, my dear Senior Sister?”

“As if I care,” Jiang Surou said coldly, turning her head away.

“Sigh, I really owe Wang Mian an apology.”

Han Feng sat down and sighed.

But Wang Mian grinned and said,
“Han Feng, do you believe me when I say I can still cultivate?”

“You can still cultivate?”

The three of them were shocked. Jiang Surou quickly said,
“That’s impossible. Your dantian is destroyed. Where would you store spiritual energy?”

Wang Mian smirked proudly.
“Guess what kind of blessing I got during the ceremony?”

“If you keep us guessing, I’ll crush your balls first!” Han Feng growled through clenched teeth.

“Haha, fine, I won’t tease you anymore. You’ve all heard that before the Patriarch founded the Immortal Dao, this world was a martial world, right?

In that ancient era, martial arts were taken to the peak. It’s said the strongest could shatter the void with their bodies, rivaling saints.

The blessing I received from the Patriarch is an ancient body-refining technique called the Indestructible Vajra Art!

It doesn’t need a dantian. It focuses solely on refining the body. Once mastered, the body becomes imperishable and indestructible, unimaginably powerful!”