The next day, while Uncle Huang was inspecting around the house in the morning, he found that in the front yard there was a small figure diligently exercising alone.
It was Hui'er.
Uncle Huang watched Hui'er moving with the posture of "Tang Clan Eight Movement Fist Song" with surprised feelings.
Because though the little girl's movements were still halting, every posture's foundation was definitely the Tang Clan Fist Song.
Didn't he just teach her yesterday only one round?
Uncle Huang stared at the little girl's movements. Every punch, every movement form—though without qi driving it, it still displayed the principle of power transfer sometimes.
Was this child's memory too good?
The Tang Clan Fist Song—what's difficult isn't memorizing external postures, but transferring weight from one point to another is what's important. The little girl's talent in this area made Uncle Huang feel admiration.
Uncle Huang looked at his wristwatch. Right now it was still early dawn. Until breakfast time there was still about two hours. So the old man walked toward the little girl.
"Would you like Uncle Huang to train with you?"
Because his appearance made no sound, it startled Hui'er who was serious about practicing forms. But seeing it was a familiar person, she could sigh with relief.
"Uncle Huang, when you first cultivated, was it difficult?"
Hui'er asked the old man with curiosity. She felt yesterday's failure was truly hard to forget easily.
"Mm... when I first cultivated, to be able to sense the small qi thread in my body took quite a long time."
Uncle Huang smiled. He understood Hui'er's feelings well.
When he first cultivated, being Tang Tianjie's close confidant from before, when his young master began cultivation, followers like him got benefits too.
But at that time when Tang Tianjie had already broken through to 2nd-stage Qi Gathering, he still couldn't sense qi at all.
Naturally that made him very disappointed in himself and think he was among the talentless.
But after that, when he could successfully enter Qi Gathering level, his progress became so fast he overtook his young master Tang Tianjie in not long.
"So what did Uncle Huang do?" Hui'er asked with hope.
"Mm... for me," Uncle Huang pondered.
He thought cultivation was a matter of fate.
"It's not something that can be rushed. Just waiting for the most suitable time, Hui'er will definitely succeed." Uncle Huang helped encourage the little girl.
"If Hui'er wants, would you like Uncle Huang to help with special morning training?"
He didn't forget to ask. Which matched exactly what the little girl wanted. One child one old man thus began training forms together every morning from then on.
In the morning, Bai Fanxian walked out of the study while pondering something in her head. For a being like her, not sleeping one night wasn't a problem. Last night she spent time searching many ancient texts in the workshop in her dimension.
Hui'er's problem made her somewhat worried.
That child's physical characteristics had no problems. Meridian points including qi channels in the body had nothing damaged at all. Because her pure qi had flowed circulating in this child's body many times already.
But why couldn't she create qi on her own?
Bai Fanxian's training yesterday—most hundred percent would succeed in creating qi from the first day. Because it was a special method that had been used in her Goddess Alchemy Palace many times.
Children that Bai Fanxian took in to raise were all safe and successful in beginning cultivation without exception.
Guiding with her qi current would make them quickly familiarize with their own meridian points and qi circulation.
In ancient texts recorded the existence of those with congenitally defective qi channels, including many other conditions that made someone unable to begin cultivation.
But Bai Fanxian still hadn't found Hui'er's cause.
And at that moment she saw one child one old man training in the yard. The little girl's small face was full of determination. Though sweat flowed until exhausted, the little girl's eyes were still full of sparkle. She still wouldn't give up at all.
"..."
Bai Fanxian sighed. She walked back to the study again. No one knew what she was pondering in her heart now.
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Both little children's cultivation training started every day in the afternoon. Bai Fanxian would use her own qi current to guide qi in Hui'er's body all day. Even if today still wasn't successful, Hui'er still wouldn't give up.
As for Tang Yeye, she'd be separated slightly away. She'd give one elixir pill every day. Tang Yeye had to sit cross-legged circulating qi and digest the elixir's power she ate completely before dinner time.
Uncle Huang watched Tang Yeye's development with admiration.
In just one week, the little girl broke through to enter 2nd-stage Qi Gathering.
Making Tang Tianjie who came to visit exclaim with joy enormously. That day the Tang Clan elder returned home to celebrate gladly. Still full of happiness for many days.
But at the same time he felt more worried about Hui'er's situation.
Because since the day of first cultivation training, now two weeks had passed. The little girl still couldn't create her own qi even once.
Uncle Huang knew well that though he himself took months to step into the cultivator world, the method Grandmaster Bai used with these two children was far more special. That Hui'er still couldn't create qi must have some reason for sure.
Uncle Huang worried this child's body had some abnormality.
He'd brought this up to ask Grandmaster Bai himself when both were in the study.
But even Grandmaster Bai herself still couldn't conclude.
And she forbade him absolutely from telling the little girl.
But how could the little girl not notice? Hui'er was a smart child. Every day she still couldn't even begin cultivation, Tang Yeye living together had development every single day. Tang Yeye's qi became stronger and received much praise.
Every time that child ran in innocently, it made Hui'er's heart more anxious.
She still stagnated in place. One day even Tang Yeye would become a strong being like her lady.
Then would she still be necessary?
Would her lady still want a worthless useless child like her?
The more she thought the sadder. Uncle Huang noticed in the mornings that after hard training, Hui'er would follow him everywhere. And help with everything he did. From cooking, cleaning, including inspecting around the house.
As if this child wanted to make herself useful.
Moreover, he came to discover at night that besides special morning training with him and training with Grandmaster Bai in afternoons, Hui'er still secretly came out to close her eyes sitting in meditation alone quietly when people in the house went to sleep.
She often frowned while closing her eyes.
Uncle Huang often saw small teardrops at the little girl's eye corners while training. But when he'd go comfort her, the little girl would quickly wipe them away and act cheerful in front so he wouldn't worry.
Especially when before Grandmaster Bai, Hui'er would absolutely not show sad attitudes. No matter how much she failed, she'd still get up to fight and keep asking to try again.
But behind her, Uncle Huang knew well that lately Hui'er secretly came out to cry alone every day.
And he knew Grandmaster Bai herself knew this too.
Sometimes when he secretly watched the little girl at night, he'd see the slender figure shadow of Grandmaster Bai appear many times.
On her face would appear traces of worry. And lately she began studying modern medical texts including Chinese medicine too. Uncle Huang knew because he was the one arranging those books to be delivered to the house almost daily.
Even Grandmaster Bai herself had no way to treat?
Two more days later, Uncle Huang who was preparing lunch for people in the house heard several cars cutting through the road coming in. Naturally those cars' target must definitely be this house.
Because this house was the only house at the end of that road. And it was private property too.
Before he could go look, he found Hui'er who was training around there had already walked out to look first.
The old man wiped his hands and followed out. When reaching the front gate he encountered unexpected guests appearing.
"Huang Zihan, didn't expect to meet you here."
An elderly voice full of authority and signature fierceness rang out from the mouth of the old man leading the group in.
Mountain Tiger, Grandmaster Han Junpo!
Besides him, behind followed more than ten Martial Master class cultivators. Each person emanated unfriendly aura until Uncle Huang had to narrow his eyes and begin circulating qi in his body.
"Heh! Tang Clan Fist Song? Though decent, it's trash without qi power?" Han Junpo glanced at Hui'er who'd walked out to look first. In the first moment he was extremely surprised this child could train the Tang Clan Fist Song until masterful at basic level already.
But when looking carefully and confirming with Heaven Sense, he couldn't sense qi power in this child's body.
For Grandmaster-level cultivators, ordinary people had no value whatsoever in Han Junpo's eyes.
Naturally the old man didn't intend to mock or pick on a little child this small. But with habits and identity forged long ago, his words thus always had some fierceness and bite embedded.
But that fully hurt the little girl.
Being looked down on regarding a complex in the heart—for a child it could develop into a heart wound that even when grown would still remember forever.
Han Junpo made a "heh" sound once. He glanced at Hui'er with clearly contemptuous eyes. The more he could confirm before coming here from Athao that Bai Fanxian's power was at Martial Master level, he didn't need to show consideration anymore. Anything related to Bai Fanxian became eyesores to him.
Not excluding even a tiny child.
Whoever dared harm his granddaughter, even stepping on the Han Clan's dignity to that extent, he must make them pay back a hundredfold.
"Bai Fanxian is probably not much really. Heard she only has two little children as followers. But didn't think even a talentless child like this she'd still choose to serve."
Though Hui'er was sad, she clenched her fists tight. She could endure and tolerate however much if it was looking down on herself. But with the benefactor lady,
She wouldn't accept it.
"Don't talk about my lady!"
Hui'er shouted angrily. But at that moment, the 6th-stage Martial Master following Han Junpo began moving. He charged at the tiny child mercilessly, his right hand raised about to slap to teach a lesson!