As he spoke, he started to unbuckle his belt.

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him: "It’s not appropriate to get physical on such a joyous day... Tomorrow, there’s still time to beat him..."

Mrs. Fang said, "Why beat him here? Not only will it damage the furniture, but it will also ruin the mood. Tomorrow, take him to the backyard and beat him while hanging from a tree."

Fang Qingyun, with tears in his eyes, cried, "Mother! Are you truly my real mother?"

Mrs. Fang rubbed her fists, "Tomorrow, prepare a whip for me as well."

"..."

Fang Qingyun lowered his head, accepting his fate.

Fang Che almost burst into laughter but offered words of sympathy and comfort, "Cousin, Uncle and Aunt are doing this for your own good... don’t hold any grudges..."

Fang Qingyun hugged Fang Che tightly, sobbing, "Please spare me!"

In the evening.

The Fang Family hosted a grand banquet, with an array of delicacies, all of top quality, that Fang Zhenghang usually couldn’t bear to indulge in; they were all served.

The wine was a fifty-year-old Tiexue Platform, the most prestigious wine available in Bibo City.

"Let’s drink to our hearts’ content today!"

Fang Zhenghang looked at his nephew and son, feeling a deep sense of satisfaction, as if his life had reached its peak.

"You and Aunt should drink less. Tonight, you still need to take the elixir pills, do not wait until after I leave to eat them..."

Fang Che reminded.

"We’ll take them soon!"

Fang Zhenghang laughed heartily.

He also agreed with his nephew’s words. The prize from his nephew was something that had entered the Guardian Hall and protector archives. While others might not dare to openly snatch it, stealing was inevitable.

It was safest to take it earlier.

After three rounds of drinks.

Fang Zhenghang called a halt.

He said, "Today, my nephew has brought his wife back, which is truly a great joy for our family. So, as an uncle, I have prepared a little something for the nephew’s wife, and I ask everyone present to witness."

Then Mrs. Fang brought out a jade box.

"It isn’t something expensive, but it is an heirloom passed down through generations of the Fang Family. It is said to be a treasure handed down by the founding ancestor, consisting of three pearls; they bear the ancestor’s name. Now, these three pearls, one for Qingyun, I’ll keep one, and another for Ye Meng."

"May the ancestors bless us!"

With that, she solemnly handed them over.

Ye Meng hurriedly stood up, composed herself, knelt down, and accepted the pearls.

Though the gift may not be of immense value, it represents the family heritage, a significant matter, requiring the utmost respect in receiving it.

"Thank you, Uncle."

"Good child, hold onto it. Keep it well, and in future, pass it on to your children."

"Yes."

Then, the banquet atmosphere became truly lively.

Although Fang Che and Fang Qingyun kept blocking drinks for Fang Zhenghang, he was so happy that he insisted on drinking more, ending up completely drunk.

Mrs. Fang, fuming with frustration, helped him back.

Only then did Fang Che and Ye Meng follow Fang Qianyi to their family courtyard.

Naturally, Fang Qianyi asked a few questions, producing a treasure, a bracelet, to put on Ye Meng.

The three of them stayed in the room, drinking tea by the stove, unaware of the time slipping by.

When talking about having children, Fang Qianyi was quite understanding: "You are both young, there’s no need to rush. Right now is the time when your cultivation is advancing rapidly; having children now will hinder your progress, and women’s advancement slows significantly after having children..."

"Just follow your own plans and pace, I won’t rush you."

"Hmm, understood."

"Since you already have a wife, I need to keep some good things for the future children. Although you live at your mother’s house, not everything can be given to her family."

"You still have to live your life later on."

Fang Qianyi understood this well.

"Our uncle’s family isn’t bad, sometimes you don’t need to be so stingy." Fang Che advised his mother.

"I know what I’m doing."

Fang Qianyi said.

Fang Che said, "I’ve brought some elixir pills for you, you should hurry up and take them. We can protect you while you take them, and you can digest them by tomorrow."

"Alright."

Indeed, it was getting late, so Fang Qianyi agreed.

She returned to her room and took one elixir pill; naturally, it was the legendary Rejuvenation Pill.

For a woman, no elixir pill could be more precious than this one.

This time, Fang Che gave Fang Qianyi four elixir pills, each different, to be taken one per day to exert their medicinal power.

He also left a large stash of low-level elixir pills for Fang Qianyi, those that strengthen the foundation and vital energy; dozens of bottles, instructing Fang Qianyi to keep them well, and to reward the children who are most obedient with one.

"Make sure not to take too many!"

Fang Qianyi naturally understood this. She rolled her eyes at her son many times: "Having experienced life in the world for so many years, how could I not understand human relationships better than you?"

Fang Che rubbed his nose and fell silent.

However, in his memories, Fang Qianyi was not one to be easily generous, so he felt reassured.

Then the two of them went to sleep.

At home, with the mother-in-law nearby, Ye Meng was adamantly unwilling.

So Mr. Fang had no choice but to calm his mind, clear his spirit at the Bingche Spirit Platform, practicing Sword, Spear, Saber, Halberd, and Flying Knife in his mind. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

The next day they woke up.

With the new wife, he went to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, bowed, crossed the fire basin, and offered incense.

The ceremony was thus completed.

Mrs. Fang looked radiant, appearing truly twenty years younger; she looked like a newlywed young woman.

Fang Zhenghang also stood much taller, with even the white hair on his head disappearing, looking equally young and vigorous.

It seems the couple had returned and, though late, ended up taking all the elixir pills last night.

Especially Mrs. Fang, today, her eyes towards her nephew were filled with immense affection, love that reached the bones.

"This child Fang Che, from a young age, I’ve seen him as good, honest, sincere, kind-hearted, filial, and family-oriented, sure to have a bright future. Now it seems, I surely wasn’t wrong."