Buzz!

The panel trembles.

A large amount of yellow light surges.

Next, lines of text emerge:

[Lei Yanhong will arrive at Qiuyue Manor from Leimang Mountain in three days, ostensibly to care for Li Weiren's mother, but actually to secretly meet with the Hall Master of Weaving Hall]

Looking at this piece of intelligence.

Fu Changsheng had an idea and immediately thought of a way to recruit Li Weiren from the Lei Family.

He immediately drove the Flying Ship at full speed.

....

Three days later.

Leimang Mountain.

Li Renwei accompanied Lei Yanhong all the way to the mountain gate:

"My wife, it's really hard on you to make the journey to care for my mother every month. Rest assured, the Autumn Sorrow Dharma Robe you want, I will work overtime to craft it, and you will definitely wear it at the family celebration."

"Alright, alright, instead of wasting time here, you'd better make a few more Magic Robes."

Looking at Li Renwei, who was only as tall as her waist like a dwarf, Lei Yanhong's good mood vanished, she impatiently waved her hand and walked out of the mountain gate without looking back.

"My wife, send my regards to my mother, tell her I'm living well with the Lei Family, eating and drinking well, so she shouldn't worry."

Li Renwei watched with heartfelt reluctance until Lei Yanhong's figure disappeared, then he sighed deeply.

Because of day and night crafting Magic Robes.

He hasn't returned to Qiuyue Manor to visit his mother for five years.

Each time he proposed to go in person, Yanhong would flare up, accusing him of not trusting her to care for his mother well, needing to verify it himself.

If he spoke a few more words.

Yanhong would bring up divorce.

Back then, Yanhong was one of the most beautiful women in the Lei Family, if not for the Patriarch noticing his crafting skills, how could a toad like him ever have a chance to eat swan meat.

Moreover, Yanhong has given birth to a tall and sturdy precious son for him.

With such a life.

He is already content.

So for more than twenty years, working tirelessly day and night was all done willingly by him, for Yanhong and their son, no matter how hard or tired, he wasn't afraid, even if one day it cost his life, he wouldn't flinch.

Years of bending over to weave Magic Robes.

His whole back is now slightly hunched.

Not even fifty years old, he already looks like a little old man:

"It's also fortunate that Yanhong doesn't mind."

Li Renwei felt grateful, thinking urgently of the Autumn Sorrow Dharma Robe Yanhong requested, he hurriedly turned back towards the mountain gate:

"Immortal Master Li, please wait!"

A tender voice sounded behind him.

For many years at the Lei Family.

He stayed in the Weaving Hall, seldom interacting with others, hearing someone call him, he turned back in confusion and saw a half-grown teenager, the teenager's clothes unmistakably bore the mark of Qiuyue Manor, in Qiuyue Manor, only his widowed mother stayed there, his heart skipped a beat, saying hurriedly:

"Has something happened to my mother?"

"Yes, Immortal Master Li, Old Madam Li suddenly fell seriously ill, please descend the mountain quickly, if you're late, you might miss seeing her for the last time!"

Before he could finish speaking.

A gust of wind flashed beside the teenager.

Li Renwei instantly performed the Light Body Technique, speeding down the mountain, his mind involuntarily flashed back to his widowed mother carrying him door to door to wash clothes for others, if not for his mother, he would have starved to death on the streets long ago.

When he shared a black steamed bun with his mother back then, he vowed to do everything to ensure his mother lived well.

However.

Thinking carefully now.

Since he entered the Lei family, the times he saw his mother were few.

Nowadays.

With work as an excuse, he hasn't seen his mother in five years.

Thinking of this.

Li Renwei immediately slapped himself across the face.

The Lei family's immortals and mortals are segregated.

The cultivators' direct relatives lived in Qiuyue Manor, roughly dozens of miles away, as Qiuyue Manor came into view, Li Renwei hesitated, fearing to approach his hometown.

Five years have passed.

He hasn't set foot in this manor for five years.

As he gathered his courage, suddenly behind him, a surge of Spiritual Power emerged, Li Renwei, unused to fighting, realized his body was already affixed with a God-Banning Talisman.

Soon after.

He saw several Mana strikes land on his Dantian.

The Mana was sealed.

He couldn't even move a finger, tried to call for help but it was impossible to make any sound, then a black robe dropped over his head, covering him completely:

"What's going on?"

He's been in the mountain for years without making enemies, aside from once disputing over the position of Hall Master with the current Master Lei for Weaving Hall, but upon learning the other was the Patriarch's illegitimate child, he quickly accepted reality.

Twenty years have passed.

Master Lei often treats him kindly.

Occasionally, gazing at him, would mysteriously laugh without any conflict.

Who could be plotting against him?!

Li Renwei's heart panicked.

He felt he was on a Flying Spiritual Artifact, after a while, it seemed to plunge into the earth.

Soon after.

Above him came a voice more familiar than any other:

"My dear, why are you in such a hurry, we have a whole day."

"My good sister-in-law, it's been a whole month, how can I not be eager, good sister-in-law, give me a kiss!"

"Don't move, I'm talking serious business with you, Yui'er is already twenty-three this year, he has set his sights on the seventh daughter of the Wu Family, pestering me for months, as his biological father, you need to put in some effort for this marriage."

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