XIAO SHUXIANG'S

3 - Grandpa Xiao Shuxiang [Revised]

Xiao Shuxiang had yet to step in through the open door - as someone instantly pulled and hugged him so tightly.

"Xiao'Er! Grandpa's favorite grandson! Grandpa misses you so much!"

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The old man with a thick beard and mustache hugged and kissed his face so happily, making Xiao Shuxiang surprised.

"What the fuck!? Ukh, his embrace is tight! This old grandfather dared to kiss and hug Xiao Shuxiang!!"

Yang Hao looked worried as he saw his son's face turning pale. "Dad, don't hug Xiao'Er like that!"

This old man is called Yang Shu. When seen in plain sight, he was 50 years old. But his true age was eighty years.

The improvement of practitioner techniques in the cultivation world can make a cultivator look younger than his actual age, although there are also cultivators who in practice even look older than his age.

Yang Shu loosened her slight embrace at Xiao Shuxiang from seeing the face of her grandson who was like a dying person.

"Oh sorry, I haven't seen my sweet grandson in too long. Grandpa misses you so much...!"

He tightly hugged his grandson again, which made Xiao Shuxiang who was originally able to catch his breath again choked.

"Grandpa let go!" Xiao Shuxiang tried to open his voice, he actually felt overwhelmed by the actions of the moustached and thick-bearded Old Bangka.

Yang Shu let go of his embrace, but that did not mean Xiao Shuxiang was free.

Before he could catch his breath again, Yang Shu immediately carried him and several times kissed him with anxiety. Now he can only resignedly accept this annoying Old Bangka treatment.

"Da-from his appearance, he was no ordinary cultivator. Because now I am still at Forging Qi level one, so I cannot read the level of practice. But in my experience, this Old Bangka is already at the level of a Silver-level Foundation Master."

Xiao Shuxiang researched the level of Yang Shu's practice as he was hugged and carried by her.

Yang Shu walked and sat on one of the chairs in the living room, there were at least four chairs with a small table in the middle. He sat Xiao Shuxiang in his lap.

Xiao Shuxiang grumbled inwardly, "I feel humiliated considering I am the greatest cultivator with an age that should be thirty-nine. If my current body is the 39-year-old body it should be, then all the cultivators would laugh to shed tears when they knew that Xiao Shuxiang Thirty-Nine Sitting On the Laps of a Sepuh Man While Hugged And Kissed Like a Baby Boy AND IT WAS TERRIBLE!!"

His face is pale now. If what was in Xiao Shuxiang's shadow happened, then there would be no one who could forget it for a hundred generations.

He repeatedly shook his head in his heart, unwilling to imagine such a shameful thing.

It was fortunate that his body was now 7 years old, so that others who saw him on the bench like this was a natural thing.

Both Yang Shu and Yang Hao did not know what Xiao Shuxiang was thinking right now.

Yang Hao assumed that his son's pale face was caused by Yang Shu's close embrace. But instead of helping out, Yang Hao let it go. According to him, his favorite son is so sweet and adorable.

"Does Dad have a job in the sect?" Yang Hao then opened a conversation with his father.

Yang Shu let out a long sigh, "Haaah... If I continue to take care of the work in the sect, I will never be able to visit you guys, let alone visit my beloved granddaughter!"

Back back! Yang Shu again hugged and rubbed his thick mustache and beard on Xiao Shuxiang's right cheek.

"Yeah!! This old rogue beard and mustache sucks! Stop Rubbing it in my face! aish!"

"Keep, just keep hugging Xiao'Er! Because it's only Xiao'Er Grandpa's grandson! Hinh"

The voice of a girl who was none other than Xiao Lu interrupted the activity of rubbing Yang Shu's mustache and beard.

He looked at Xiao Lu who was currently standing on the lip of the door while shaking his waist with red bubbled cheeks in anger.

Xiao Lu himself had entered with Xiao Shuxiang since then, but his grandfather had only seen his sister until he forgot about her.

"Ululuuuh, my Lu'Er is jealous apparently! Come here, you are my most beautiful and sweet grandson!"

Xiao Lu started walking ogah-ogahan towards Yang Shu and Xiao Shuxiang. His father was seen holding a smile when he saw his daughter's behavior.

Xiao Shuxiang descended from Yang Shu's lap when he was no longer held tightly. Now, it was Xiao Lu's turn to be embraced and held by the old man.

The sight he saw made Xiao Shuxiang stare strangely at the girl. Xiao Lu looked happy and as if he was anxious with Yang Shu's beard and mustache, he didn't feel amused in the slightest.

Xiao Lu himself saw his sister looking at him. He thought his sister must be very jealous at this moment. He also stuck out his tongue as a form of tearing.

Xiao Shuxiang, "Come... You're a big, shameless bastard!"

"Lu'Er, take your sister out and play..."

Yang Hao looked at Xiao Lu and Xiao Shuxiang alternately while smiling kindly.

Xiao Lu knew that his father was currently wanting to talk to his grandfather alone. While descending from Yang Shu's lap, he started saluting the two.

"Well Dad, Lu'Er said yes Grandpa!"

"Go baby," Yang Shu gently rubbed her grandson's hair while smiling kindly.

As his two children were gone, Yang Hao began to look at this old man with a suspicious look.

"Dad? Is this just a regular visit? I know for a fact that you can't come if you don't mean anything else."

Seeing the look and look on his son's face, Yang Shu bowed lethargicly, "You are always suspicious of me. I'm your Dad. Although I didn't give birth to you, you should at least respect me, too,"

"Dad..."

"Ha ha ha, I'm kidding. My arrival here is indeed to see the state of you and Xiao'Er, as well as to bring Xiao Lu back to the sect."

Yang Shu had a stocky body and although it looked terrifying with his mustache and thick black beard, he was actually his loving grandfather.

He was also a very happy person laughing and could be familiar with anyone, regardless of his position as the founder of his sect.

Unlike his father, Yang Hao seemed more determined and disciplined. In fact, sometimes, his wife often feels confused because of the nature of her husband and in-laws such as oil and water. When compared to Yang Shu, Yang Hao had more authority over a leader.

"Don't Lu'Er still be able to stay a few days here? Why is it so soon to be picked up?"

Yang Shu, "Actually I got a direct invitation from the elder of the Lotus Flower Sect. Three more months there will be the Young Cultivator Tournament, which is why I want to invite Xiao Lu and my other two disciples to take part. It could also add to Lu'Er's insights and experience..."

Yang Shu also explained that not many of the elders of the small sect received the same treatment as him. Of course, it was because the elder of the Lotus Flower Sect himself who had come straight to meet him.

"really?! The Lotus Flower Sect was one of the biggest sects of the white stream, Father getting a direct invitation from their elders was an incredible thing! H-how could Dad?!"

"You won't believe it, but I'm not the one who lies. Three days earlier, Huan Fei who was the Grand Elder of the Lotus Flower Sect came to pay a visit to my sect personally. Fei'Er asked me to bring in three of my disciples to participate in the young cultivator tournament that would be held in her sect. Of course I'm happy." Yang Shu smiled, "I immediately rushed here to pick up Lu'Er. He he he, don't because Father's sect is only a small sect until you think this father has no relation to other sects huh, let alone a big sect like Lotus Flower Sect." he stroked his mustache and beard.

"Pad's Sectes aren't even suitable to be referred to as Sects, of course I don't believe it!" Yang Hao still gave a look of disbelief to the old man in front of him, this look clearly hurt Yang Shu's heart.

"Hey!! This child, although my sect only has ten disciples, but they are gifted children to know!"

Even so, instead of being timid-Yang Hao took a slow breath and seemed to gather energy to speak more.

"It's not the student's problem, Dad. But that Father's sect, let me tell you! Where the elder lived was only a hut that was about to collapse, the disciples had to sleep on a tree. The book that was studied was only one fruit and it was not complete either! The Father Sect is not a small sect, but the poorest sect that should be extinct! Know no?!"

"Yang Hao! Don't talk to my sect like that! As long as I, Yang Shu is still alive, the Butterfly Sect will remain in this continent!!"

Honestly, Yang Hao was actually amused at hearing the name of his father's sect. He repeatedly persuaded to change the name of the sect, but still this Old Bangka would not.

"Yeah but at least I'll fix Father's sect first! Give the students a better place to live! I remember when my daughter Lu'Er complained about having to sleep on grass and often sleeping on a tree." Yang Hao's face turned pale when he imagined it.

"Dad! Don't equate them with you. That's why I don't like Lu'Er to get into Father's sect." although Yang Hao was upset, he wasn't angry at all. He knew, the village where he lived was so far away from the place where small to large sects were located.

Yang Shu's wish of establishing the Butterfly Sect was because there were some children in the village who dreamed of becoming great cultivators, yet they did not have enough money and talent to be able to enter or even register with a sect. It was this circumstance that made the Butterfly Sect take shape.

"Yang Hao! My granddaughter has the talent of being the strongest cultivator, don't equate her with you!"

"That's why I don't want my Lu'Er to be in Father's sect, she'll just be wasting her talent!"

Yang Hao could also be said to be from the Butterfly Sect, only that he did not want to admit it because his sect name was so ridiculous.

Currently his practice was only at the second level Forging Qi. Yang Hao admitted, compared to him, Xiao Lu was much more talented. That's why he didn't feel annoyed at hearing Yang Shu's words.

"Haoisten! So you think Father's sect is useless at all?!" Yang Shu glared at his son, yet Yang Hao simply threw his face away as he muttered softly. Unfortunately, the murmur sounded clear.

"The truth is so..."

"Yang Hao!!" Yang Shu yelled making Yang Hao surprised, this was the first time he had heard his father's voice this loud.

Before Yang Shu vented her anger at Yang Hao, a soft, soothing voice made her anger disappear instantly.

"Of course, you two always fight when you meet. Honey, you can't do that to me."

Xiao WeiWei, who was the wife of Yang Hao and daughter-in-law of Yang Shu, brought along a pastry and two cups of tea and placed them on the table. He then sat down on one of the chairs to join the two.

Yang Shu laughed as she looked at the face of her son who seemed to be pouting for having just been reprimanded by Xiao WeiWei.

"seen? Even Wei'Er supports me, ha ha ha."

"Curtain!" Yang Hao looked at his father's annoyance.

"Dad, but what my husband said is also true. Father had to improve the condition of the sect first, at least give them a decent and also comfortable place to study," Xiao WeiWei spoke again, his remark almost made Yang Shu choke on the tea he was drinking.

Now that it was Yang Hao's laughter voice turn, he said with great pride while imitating Yang Shu's laughing style. "seen? My beloved wife supports me, ha ha ha."

Yang Shu placed her tea cup on the table while putting on a sullen look on her face, "Huh?! I've thought about it too, which is why I came here..."

Yang Shu slightly improved his sitting manner. While stroking his mustache and beard, a faint smile began to be painted on his face.

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Yang Hao gasped, "I know the meaning of that smile. Don't show me your robber-style smile."

Yang Shu looked at his son while putting on a face like Xiao Lu used to when he wanted something. "Hao'Er, my only son Hao'Er... The son I am most proud of and most dear to Hao'Er... Dad-"

"Stop Daddy! I don't want to!" Yang Hao cut off his father's words first,

"But Dad hasn't even been meed"

"Dad! I know what you want! And I don't want to sell my donkeys to Dad, no!"

Yang Shu immediately put on a pouting face, "You're very stingy with your own father..."

"I sold twenty donkeys to Dad. My donkey is now only five, I don't want to help you anymore!"

Yang Hao exhaled softly, "In addition to donkeys, I have no valuables. All this time, I've sold a lot to finance my family's living needs as well as the needs of the Father's sect. But you know too, right? No matter how much the donkey sold, it would not be able to provide resources for the development of the practice of the disciples in the sect. The price of a donkey on the market today was no less than fifty pieces of silver. In fact, even if the price of the donkey goes up it will still not be able to provide resources for their development."

Yang Hao remembered, the only thing one could give by selling donkeys was to make the ten Yang Shu disciples the same uniform so that they could be known to others that they were from a sect.

The uniform was only made of ordinary rough cloth, unlike the uniforms of the other sect disciples.

"Haoist..." Yang Shu was actually not at ease to ask directly to his son, but he had no other choice.

He had indeed prepared another plan if only his son would not help him, then Yang Shu would ask for the help of others. However, his backup plan was not at all needed.

"The face of Father's mercy will not work for me." Yang Hao turned his gaze away.

"Wei'it..." This time Yang Shu glanced towards Xiao WeiWei, she was sure her daughter-in-law would be more affected than her son.

"Ehm... Dad, you better ask your students to carry out some missions from the villagers, this is also good for their development."

Xiao WeiWei actually felt uneasy if Yang Shu put on a small cat-like gaze, considering that his age-in-law was far from young.

Yang Shu sighed softly upon hearing the words of his son-in-law. "Dad would do that too. But my sect disciples were only at the Forging Qi level 1 and the most powerful were only at level 3. They could not carry out missions from the citizens, especially if the mission was to hunt demonic beasts,"

Yang Hao drank his tea and then began to speak, "And I told you, it's best for the Father's sect to be disbanded. There is no point in maintaining such a sect."

"Darling, you don't like this to Dad," Xiao WeiWei gently scolded her husband, showing a dislikeful face to Yang Hao.

"Hao'Er, you're an unfilial child." Yang Shu again showed a pouting face like a child, even this time it almost made Yang Hao choke on his own breath.

Xiao WeiWei seemed unaffected by Yang Shu's behavior. Although she looked like an ordinary woman, she was actually also a cultivator. Her practice was three levels above her husband's practice, which was why she knew very well what they were talking about.

"But Father, I think dissolving the sect has a point too. Father's disciples would not be able to develop if they continued to be in this condition, it was better for Father to let them go and let them enter into a sect that had more resources for their development,"

"Wei'Er, it's not that Dad won't do it, but you know that it's not easy to get into a sect. They had to pass many difficult tests, not to mention that their registration fees were not cheap. You guys know that too."

Yang Hao and Xiao WeiWei nodded, clearly they understood because they had also once felt the same way.

"Yes Dad. But even if we sold all the donkeys, it wouldn't help Dad,"

"I don't want you to sell all those donkeys, at least sell two or three. This is as a provision for my journey with Lu'Er and my other two disciples to go to the Lotus Flower Sect. Who knows if my three disciples won the match and there are sect elders willing to accept them to become disciples."

Xiao WeiWei was quite surprised by Yang Shu's remark. Although it seemed impossible but there was no harm in trying, after all compared to his previous self, Xiao Lu was much more talented.

Indeed the development of Xiao Lu's practice seemed mediocre when compared to cultivators in other places who had the same age as him.

However for someone who developed the practice without the aid of pills and in a place that had a thin Qi density, Xiao Lu was a great person.

Yang Hao let out a long sigh, he then stood up and walked towards the kitchen while continuing to babble.

"Haaah, Daddy's really poor! Even the cost of travel alone should ask me, ck ck! Although I don't doubt my daughter's talent, but Dad's fantasy of victory is too high! I was surprised, Father has been a cultivator for over a hundred years but still poor! Did you never monopolize an ancient tomb or go on missions for a big fee?! I doubt the level of practice of Dad! Always say the greatest cultivator, here! That is! But it's money's turn, always come here!"

The upper corner of Yang Shu's lips seemed to twitch hearing the curse of his son who was now no longer visible. In contrast to her, Xiao WeiWei actually smiled thinly while shaking her head slowly at her husband's behavior.

"Hao'Er is talking too much, has something happened lately between you?" Yang Shu glanced towards Xiao WeiWei.

"Nothing happened to Dad, he was just like that when you came,"

"Where is he going?"

"Of course you're selling donkeys, I'll wait here and have some tea, please,"

Yang Shu let out a long sigh while stroking his mustache and beard. "The kid always nags but still does it, haish..."

"Actually my husband is glad that Father did not give up on the condition of the sect, only that he did not show it," Xiao WeiWei slightly shook his head with a small laugh.

Xiao WeiWei's words just made Yang Shu goosebumps. "Haah, I know that. Her stubborn nature goes down to my granddaughter Lu'Er, the girl always can't be honest with her own feelings. I hope Xiao'Er doesn't inherit her father's nature."

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