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Survival might not be jeopardized.

But the future pursuit of cultivation would be extremely difficult.

Although they had inherited some wealth.

That wealth could also become a danger.

Moreover, it was uncertain whether her father had enemies out there.

Since her father had entrusted their matters to the man before her, Lu Changsheng.

And Lu Changsheng did not covet their wealth.

It proved his character was trustworthy.

Therefore, under such circumstances, after briefly considering it in her mind, she decided to offer herself to Lu Changsheng as a servant or a maid.

The man before her, Lu Changsheng, was not only her father’s good friend and a cultivator, but he was also reliable in character.

He was also handsome and elegant like a charming young noble, causing her no discomfort and even a favorable impression.

If she were to serve by Lu Changsheng’s side, it would not only resolve her and her brother’s predicament.

But also allow her to look after her brother in the future.

Lu Changsheng looked at Xia Zhiyue and after a brief moment of contemplation, he said.

“Let’s do this, I can send you to a good friend’s place to stay for now,”

“Wait until Qingyun Sect’s Immortal Sect examination begins, I’ll come over and take your brother to the Qingyun Sect to participate,”

“If you need anything during this time, you can also send a message to me,”

“As for serving as a slave or maid, there’s no need, if you insist on it, I could take you as my concubine,”

Lu Changsheng said.

Xia Zhiyue, standing before him, was beautiful with a Spiritual Root and no complex family background to cause trouble.

For him to take her as a concubine was naturally no issue.

Xia Long had mentioned too that he could take his daughter as a concubine.

But Xia Zhiyue still had a brother.

If he took Xia Zhiyue away, he couldn’t possibly neglect Xia Zhaoyang.

Judging by Xia Zhaoyang’s current behavior, his character was acceptable and not troublesome.

But bringing Xia Zhaoyang back to Qingzhu Mountain, Lu Changsheng felt it was not good, not convenient.

Thus, Lu Changsheng thought to send the siblings to Ruyi Prefecture first and ask Hong Yi to look after them.

And to observe their characters.

If their characters proved to be fine, he could take Zhiyue as his concubine later on.

Moreover, from Xia Long’s last words, his son had an excellent Spiritual Root.

Almost certain to be accepted into the Immortal Sects.

If Xia Zhaoyang entered the Immortal Sects in the future, he himself would have another connection.

After all, he long preferred a secluded life, which inevitably led to scarcity of information.

Having a younger brother-in-law in the sects could provide more sources of information on major affairs.

“Thank you, senior!”

Upon hearing this, Xia Zhiyue immediately bowed to Lu Changsheng with grateful joy on her face.

She also pulled Xia Zhaoyang along to bow deeply to Lu Changsheng.

“The little lady also wishes to simply handle father’s funeral and arrange for him to be buried next to mother…”

At that moment, Xia Zhiyue pressed her lips together and continued to speak.

“It’s no trouble, I can stay here for a few days, and you can handle whatever you need,”

Lu Changsheng nodded and said.

“Thank you, Uncle Lu!”

Xia Zhiyue once again bowed to Lu Changsheng.

Her address changed from ‘young noble’ to ‘senior’ and now to ‘uncle.’

Lu Changsheng didn’t mind this much.

He waved his hand and had Xia Zhiyue arrange a room for him.

“The secular world’s Spiritual Energy is really too sparse; without a Spirit Gathering Array or Elixir Medicines like Spirit Stones, cultivation is simply too slow.”

After attempting meditation, Lu Changsheng slightly shook his head and took out two Spirit Stones.

In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

During these days, Xia Zhiyue and her brother started to take care of their father’s funeral and such.

Lu Changsheng, having nothing better to do, also lent a hand.

After all, the siblings had a tough time by themselves.

Everything went smoothly. After the simple proceedings were done, Xia Zhiyue expressed her intention to follow Lu Changsheng’s prior arrangements.

“Rest well today, and we’ll set out riding tomorrow,”

Lu Changsheng said.

That night.

“Hmm?”

While meditating, Lu Changsheng opened his eyes as he heard some noise.

It was the sound of light footsteps.

He sensed a little and knew the person was Xia Zhiyue.

“It seems this girl is still worried, huh.”

Lu Changsheng inwardly guessed her purpose for coming.

But he also admired her decisiveness.

“Uncle Lu, have you rested?”

A moment later, Xia Zhiyue’s soft and clear voice came from outside the door.

“What is it?”

Lu Changsheng said.

“Uncle Lu, Zhiyue has something she wishes to discuss with you.”

In the howling night wind, Xia Zhiyue, standing outside, summoned her courage, her hands clutched at her skirt, and spoke with a blushing face.

Lu Changsheng initially wanted to say, discuss it tomorrow.

But considering the hardships of the young girl.

She must have struggled a lot internally before mustering the courage to come here.

It would be too hurtful and could undermine her initiative if he responded so abruptly.

“Ah, I am indeed someone with a soft heart,”

Lu Changsheng sighed softly and said, “The door isn’t locked.”

With a creak,

The door opened.

There stood Xia Zhiyue, with her delicate features and slight figure dressed in simple mourning attire, stepping into the room.

“Uncle Lu.”

Upon entering the room and closing the door, Xia Zhiyue called out softly.

Her voice was shy but pure and attractive.

“Yue’er, what is it that you wish to speak about?”

Bathed in moonlight within the dimly lit room, Lu Changsheng stood up, gazing at Xia Zhiyue’s delicate figure and said with a gentle chuckle.

Xia Zhiyue, clutching the corners of her clothes, suddenly looked up, her face flushed as she rushed into Lu Changsheng’s embrace.

Clinging tightly to Lu Changsheng’s waist, pressing herself softly against his chest,

She revealed a certain matter with breath as sweet as orchids.

Faced with such actions and words, Lu Changsheng no longer played the gentleman.

There was no help for it; it had come to this, what else could he do?

And besides, this probably was what his friend Xia Long had hoped for in his dying moments.