Inheriting A Divine Cultivation Clan At The Start, All My Juniors Are Empresses

Yuchi originally planned to visit the guild today, but in the end, he didn't go, because of little Ximo, that little girl.

In the pitiful words of the little girl: "Uncle, come fishing with me!"

Fishing...

In Yuchi's mind appeared the terrifying existence who wouldn't even cross the Naihe Bridge without casting a couple of rods.

He agreed.

The matters in Jiangzhou City had been troubling for quite some time, and he decided to devote some attention to little Ximo.

Yuchi genuinely liked little Ximo.

Of course, there were other children in the Wei Family, but Yuchi didn't have a good relationship with them.

Not because Yuchi was arrogant or anything, it was because these Wei family kids feared Yuchi.

In their parents' words, they were strictly warned not to do anything to provoke Yuchi at the Wei Mansion.

In their eyes, Yuchi was practically an old demon.

Indeed.

Could a youth who suppressed other families be a harmless one?

Blind to the truth.

Little Ximo wasn't aware of how terrifying her uncle was, but others could see it clearly.

Because Yuchi had brought several guys from Xufu Town under his control, he was considered fearsome.

Because Yuchi maintained a good relationship with the institutions of Xufu Town, he was seen as terrifying.

Because Yuchi could stay in Jiangzhou City for a long time, surrounded by beauties, he was deemed violent.

Because normal people couldn't smile at others every day, he was thought to be scheming.

Logic could prove some things better than guesswork.

So these kids dared not speak with the real hidden hand of the Wei Family.

Upon seeing Yuchi.

The child who had been crying suddenly stopped.

The kids who had been causing trouble instantly behaved.

In their parents' words: "If you misbehave, I'll send Yuchi to take you away for training."

The kids immediately shaped up.

Thus, among the three to four hundred people in the Wei Family, only Ximo clung to Yuchi out of more than fifty children.

This little girl really was a fearless one, the key was, her father was Wei Fei.

A proper niece, little Ximo could see this very clearly.

So, when other kids wouldn't play with her, she sought out her uncle, thinking, "Let's see if you won't talk to me in the future."

This was typical childlike thinking, having a reliable third uncle was invaluable.

Because of this, Yuchi felt he should let little Ximo hold her head high.

"Fish!"

"Catch a big one."

Thus, the plan was set, once Ximo finished her morning lessons, uncle and niece would go fishing by the river.

Yuchi decided not to fuss in the guild, using the day to relax.

Xun Xian sat atop a tree, lazily soaking in the sun, watching Yuchi sip tea not far below.

"You really treat little Ximo well," Xun Xian teased.

"Of course, I'm a good person," Yuchi smiled.

"Ugh, shameless." Xun Xian rolled her eyes.

"Haha."

A small palm-sized box appeared in his hand.

Examining the box in his palm for a while, the image of Song Yinghan appeared before Yuchi's eyes.

This woman truly possessed a sort of magic.

In terms of looks comparing to Sister Shanlan, well, she didn't have that.

In terms of figure comparing to little beauty Wei Yuan, she didn't have that either.

In terms of cuteness compared to Qinghan, she didn't have that.

Overall, Song Yinghan wasn't top-notch in any aspect, but her overall aura was quite unique.

Now it had been almost half a month since elder sister Yinghan left, and he wondered if there was any news?

Send a letter to find out? Express a bit of my longing?

"Sure!"

Doing as he said, Yuchi returned to his courtyard.

...

In the courtyard.

Looking around, Qingzhu was busily crafting clothes.

"Qingzhu."

"Brother Wei."

Upon seeing Yuchi come over, she quickly hid the clothes and scurried into her room to fuss.

Figuring out the process in her mind, but when it came to execution, she was still no match for Wei Yuan.

Thus, she tinkered quietly.

Yuchi chuckled, letting her keep busy.

It's good to have something to do, at least she seemed much more interesting than when she first arrived at the Wei Family.

Back then, her resentment was overwhelmingly heavy.

And though Yuchi might not understand cultivation, essentially, cultivation was closely tied to one's mindset.

If the mindset was off, going mad while cultivating was the least of it, lest you blow out your own organs without even encountering an enemy.

Spiritual Qi wasn't so subdued.

...

Closing the door, picking up the pen to write.

How to write it?

In his past life at school, he had written love letters too, back then kids were still innocent.

Yet, as an adult, occasionally seeing the love letters hidden in books was both embarrassing and nostalgic.

So...

Why not imitate the handwriting from back then?

Yuchi suddenly got inspired, his mouth hang open, his face displaying a terrifying exaggerated smile, and he scribbled crab-like handwriting.

[A Letter to Dear Sister Yinghan]

[This is the sixteenth day since our separation, such longing for you, missing you deeply.]

[Saying goodbye to you in Jiangzhou City, watching you vanish across the horizon, my heart went with you.]

[Ah, not knowing when I'll see you again, I miss you so much, I wish to hug you tightly.]

[With every spoken word, it's your name, with every closed eye, it's your image.]

[Love is like making dumplings, no matter the filling, I'll always keep you safe within my heart.]