Fantasy: My Wife is the Empress, and Our Cute Kids Wreak Havoc in the Nine Provinces – Chapter 243

Chapter 243: Taking the Saint Son’s Token to Enter the Skill Repository

“Is it delicious?”

Why does this question sound so familiar?

Lei Wanjun’s expression was a little dazed. As he looked at the two little ones in front of him, the figures of those two brats wearing masks involuntarily surfaced in his mind. On Five Thunders Mountain, those two brats almost ate all the Thunder Beasts there.

Even now, he still hadn’t connected these two little ones with those two brats.

After all, those two brats, one used a sword, the other a saber, and they didn’t have any aura fluctuations on them. But these two little ones had the aura of purple thunder around them, and they were only at the Martial Venerable realm. They were only cultivating mid-grade thunder techniques, which couldn’t compare to the powerful abilities of those two brats.

Moreover, those two brats were with Long Shaoyu. How could they possibly be in Lei Zhou at this time?

Based on his understanding of Long Shaoyu, that guy wouldn’t let those two brats leave. He would definitely try his best to keep them in Cangzhou, and then either train them into killing machines or strip them of their innate talents for his own use.

“Long Shaoyu has those two brats, but I also have two prodigies. Their talents might not necessarily be worse than those two brats.” Lei Wanjun looked at the two little ones in front of him again, and a smile finally appeared on his face. He said, “Of course, it’s delicious, and it’s full of energy.”

“That’s great.”

Chu Xin was overjoyed and didn’t think there was anything wrong with what she had just said. After all, she was just a three-and-a-half-year-old child. How could she be so meticulous? She asked impatiently, “Big Brother, how many Thunder Fruits can your sect contribution points exchange for?”

“Uh!”

Lei Wanjun’s expression stiffened. Looking at the excited little one, he suddenly regretted promising to lend his sect token to them. Judging by this little one’s posture, she wouldn’t use all his sect contribution points to exchange for Thunder Fruits, would she?

Thinking of this, he quickly reminded her with a serious face, “Each person can only exchange for two Thunder Fruits a day, and they can only be exchanged with the Forbidden Ground Guard Commander. Thunder Sect disciples cannot enter the forbidden ground privately.”

“Only two?”

Chu Xin was immediately disappointed when she heard this.

“Alright, I’ve basically shown you around the Thunder Sect, and I’ve also given you a general introduction to the situation of the Thunder Sect. I’ll take you to rest first,” Lei Wanjun quickly changed the subject.

“Okay!”

Chu Xin and Chu Chen nodded and followed Lei Wanjun to a small courtyard to rest.

“This is my sect token. I’ll lend it to you for three days. Return it to me after three days, and at the same time, give me an answer, whether you want to take me as your master, okay?” Lei Wanjun handed his sect token to the “brother.”

“Okay, Big Brother.”

Chu Chen took the token and nodded heavily.

“Thank you, Big Brother.”

Chu Xin also thanked him obediently.

Lei Wanjun nodded, turned around, and left the small courtyard. He said to the guards outside the courtyard, “Take good care of those two little ones. They are my future disciples. Also, if any elders come here, send someone to notify me immediately.”

Many of those old guys had no martial virtue. It wasn’t impossible for them to force those two little ones to become their disciples. He had to guard against them.

“Yes, Saint Son.”

The guard accepted the order.

Lei Wanjun returned to the Saint Son’s residence. After thinking for a while, he summoned two Thunder Sect disciples at the Peak Martial Venerable realm and said, “Go and investigate. See if there is a village called Xing Village in Lei Zhou. If you have any clues, notify me immediately.”

“Yes, Saint Son.”

The two Thunder Sect disciples tore through the void and left.

Lei Wanjun pondered for a moment, then went to the Saint Lord’s residence to see his mother. He asked, “Mother, has Father returned from Deer Island?”

“Not yet, what’s wrong?”

Mother Lei looked at her son with confusion. She was a very beautiful woman. Although she was middle-aged, she still looked like a young woman in her twenties.

Lei Wanjun thought for a moment and said, “Mother, among the new disciples recruited today, I found two prodigies. They are only three and a half years old, and they are only cultivating mid-grade thunder techniques, but they have already reached the Martial Venerable realm.”

“There are such monstrous geniuses?”

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Mother Lei was greatly shocked, then she smiled and said, “If so, then it is truly a blessing from the heavens for our Thunder Sect. In the future, our Thunder Sect will surely rise, and we might even be able to enter the ranks of the three great sacred grounds.”

Lei Wanjun hesitated for a moment and said, “Mother, I want you to help me find Uncle.”

“What do you want to find your uncle for?”

Mother Lei frowned slightly, her face showing some displeasure.

The uncle Lei Wanjun was talking about was Mother Lei’s younger brother. It was just that because he had cultivated an evil technique, he had stripped Mother Lei’s first love of his talent and transferred it to himself. Now, he had become the head of Mother Lei’s maternal family. At that time, Mother Lei and her first love were deeply in love. After this incident, she was very disgusted with her brother, and they had almost no contact for many years.

Lei Wanjun didn’t speak, but just looked at Mother Lei seriously.

Mother Lei suddenly reacted and said in surprise, “You want to transfer the talents of those two children to yourself? You are one of the Top Ten Young Martial Saints of the Nine Provinces, a chosen one. Why do you need to do this?”

Lei Wanjun shook his head and said, “I used to be complacent about this, but in the Nine Provinces Secret Realm, I realized that my talent is nothing.”

Speaking of this, the figures of those two brats appeared in his mind again. Then he said firmly, “The talents of those two children are the strongest I have ever seen. Even Long Shaotian is far inferior. Moreover, they come from ordinary backgrounds and have no backing. No one will come looking for trouble with us. If I can have their talents, I will definitely become the strongest genius in the Nine Provinces. In the future, let alone becoming one of the three great sacred grounds, it is not impossible for the Thunder Sect to become the number one sacred ground in the Nine Provinces.”

Mother Lei frowned slightly and said after a moment of contemplation, “Although I have never cultivated this kind of evil technique, I know that this kind of evil technique must have some kind of flaw.”

“It doesn’t matter. As long as I can become the true strongest genius in the Nine Provinces, any price is worth it,” Lei Wanjun’s attitude was very firm.

Mother Lei sighed slightly and said, “In that case, I will help you contact him. It’s just that we haven’t been in contact for so many years, he may not recognize me as his sister anymore.”

“Thank you, Mother.”

A smile finally appeared on Lei Wanjun’s face, and his eyes were full of anticipation. He was already fantasizing about the scene of him soaring to the sky after possessing the talents of those two children.

Little did he know that those two innocent and cute children he was talking about had already swaggered to the outside of the Skill Repository.

“Hello, Grandpa. We are here to choose cultivation techniques.”

Chu Xin handed over Lei Wanjun’s token.

“Saint Son’s token?”

The pavilion guardian took the token and glanced at it. A trace of surprise appeared on his face. He looked at the two children carefully again and thought to himself, “Could these two children be the Saint Son’s illegitimate children? Otherwise, why would the Saint Son give his token to two little ones?”

“1000 sect contribution points for one hour. How long do you want to stay?”

The pavilion guardian didn’t ask further, but asked softly.

Chu Chen tugged at Chu Xin’s clothes and asked in a low voice, “Big Sis… uh, Little Sister.”

He subconsciously wanted to call her Big Sister, but after being glared at by Chu Xin, he quickly corrected himself, “Little Sister, how long is an hour?”

Chu Xin rolled her eyes. How would she know how long an hour was? But she pretended to understand and waved her little white hand, saying boldly, “Let’s stay for three hours first.”

The corners of the pavilion guardian’s mouth twitched slightly. Fortunately, the Saint Son’s token had a lot of sect contribution points. If it were any other ordinary disciple, they really couldn’t afford to let these two little ones mess around.

“Three hours for one person requires three thousand contribution points, six thousand for two people.”

The pavilion guardian reached out and tapped the token. After a flash of light, he returned it to Chu Xin and said, “Alright, you can go in.”

“Thank you, Grandpa.”

Chu Xin took the token, thanked him obediently, and entered the Treasure Pavilion with Chu Chen, bouncing and skipping.